The Concubine's Conspiracy: Rebirth of the Poisonous Concubine

Chapter 403 The crown prince was assassinated, the messenger of the holy yin

All the people were petrified on the spot. After five breaths, the people who were originally blocking the road in the middle of the central building quickly gave way, and then there was the sound of prostration one after another.

"His Royal Highness is a thousand years old, a thousand years old, a thousand years old."

"Hey, isn't this His Royal Highness the Crown Prince? The servants kowtowed to His Highness the Crown Prince, you are here, Your Highness. The slaves miss His Highness to death, lol, I finally expected Your Highness to come today, Jiaoniang is here to greet His Highness. Your Highness, we Yunyao don't think about food and drink every day, we wipe away tears every night and think of you, we have lost a lot of weight, if you don't come again, the servants don't know what to do?"

Luo Wuyou looked up and saw a middle-aged woman with heavy make-up and gorgeously dressed, she hurriedly stepped down from upstairs, with a flattering smile all over her face.

No need to ask, just looking at her gaudy attire and hearing her exaggerated tone, she must be the procuress of Qianjiaolou.She had heard this kind of tone too much in her previous life, even if she didn't know it, it would be difficult.

A gleam of coldness flashed across the bottom of the dark eyes, and he quickly retracted it, glanced at the entire hall, paused slightly in the corner, Luo Wuyou quickly withdrew his eyes, and followed Jun Jinglan respectfully.

"Is that so? Then the hall will have to comfort Yun Yao well today."

A wicked light flashed across Jun Jinglan's phoenix eyes, she turned around and walked all the way towards Yunyao's small courtyard. Instead of picking up guests in the yard, there is an exquisite small courtyard in the backyard.

Dream Xiaozhu.

There is a quiet piano sound overflowing from the house like a stream of water, sad and melodious, lingering and sad, the way is endless lovesickness, and endless lovesickness.

Dream startled Qianye to think hard, Suo Dai frowned and sighed long, the clear scenery hurried to the east and the water was far away, and the autumn clouds were easy to disperse and left wounds in vain.

The woman's voice is soft and desolate, and it suddenly seems to see the spring in March, the drizzle, the patter of rain is as gentle as a lute, and the drizzle falls lightly, wet the green trees and red walls, and feel endless sadness!
"Why, is Yunyao thinking about this hall? This hall doesn't like such a sad word very much. Why don't you talk about a song called "Jiao Nuer" for this hall?"

The man lifted the curtain and walked in, but he interrupted the playing and singing in the room when he opened his mouth, the words he said were extremely frivolous, and when he stretched out his slender fingers, he raised the woman's chin and stroked it lightly.

The woman blushed slightly, with tears in her eyes: "Your Highness..."

That coquettish voice was soft and resentful, but it was coquettish and coquettish. If a man heard it, his bones would be crisp.Even Luo Wuyou got goosebumps from hearing this.

She raised her eyes to look at the woman, and couldn't help saying in her heart that she was indeed a charming woman, and she really lived up to Yunyao's name.I saw that woman was wearing a scarlet double-breasted dress, embroidered with brocade patterns of beaded flowers, and covered with jade-colored smoked radish and silver silk smoked gauze. She had black silk hanging down her thin waist, and her hair was curled up in a chic bun.

The delicate plum blossom makeup is outlined on the elegant jade face.The originally clear and soft face showed a little bit of charm and temptation due to the delicate makeup, the moist and bright eyes, the rays of light flowing between the gazes, seemed to be seductive.

This is a beautiful woman, elegant and charming.Those starry water eyes seem to be able to speak without words, and even a single look can instantly seduce a person's soul.

It's no wonder that she was able to spread her fame far and wide throughout Yuejing City!
"Your Highness, Your Highness hasn't come to Yunyao's place for a long time. Yunyao even thought that His Highness has forgotten Yunyao? If His Highness really wants to hear it, Yunyao is willing to play it for His Highness. However, Yun Yao only wants to talk to His Highness, Your Highness, would you like to let that little servant go out?"

Yun Yao said quietly, her body was already half leaning into the man's arms, her watery eyes were lifted up full of obsession, her jade face was shy and timid, and gradually blushed and attractive: "Your Highness, there are outsiders here, Yun Yao is very I'm not used to it, Yunyao still has a lot to say to His Highness..."

"I see, you still have a lot of things you want to do with me, don't you?" Jun Jinglan raised her eyebrows and smiled, her phoenix eyes were full of joking and understanding, and her eyes even fell on the woman's slightly open chest. Front placket.

"Your Highness..."

"Okay, little servant, you go out first and guard outside the door, and you are not allowed to come in and disturb the hall."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Luo Wuyou respectfully accepted the order, glanced at Yunyao, his eyes flickered slightly, turned around and backed out, closed the door and let out a sigh of relief, but frowned again.

There seems to be a special kind of charming fragrance on Yunyao's body, women in brothels always like to use such methods to confuse men, there is nothing wrong with that.However, the meixiang mixed with the ambergris on Jun Jinglan's body was a slight poison.

A small amount will not cause any impact on the human body, but if it accumulates over time, if it breaks out suddenly, the poison will kill you silently.

Yunyao, it seems that this Yunyao is not a simple character.

I don't know which group of people sent it?
However, no matter who she is, if she wants Jun Jinglan's life, it must be his political opponent.The left and right are just people who don't want Jun Jinglan to ascend the throne, Junshuo, Junqi, Junyao... This Yuejing, and those above the Beiyue court, there are definitely not a few who want Jun Jinglan to die.

However, these seem to have nothing to do with her, and she naturally has no obligation to risk exposure to remind.

She wanted to see how deep Jun Jinglan was hiding?It is impossible for Jun Jinglan not to know this.But he was as romantic as ever, as cruel and ruthless as ever.This will not do any good for him to ascend the throne!
After all, what kind of medicine is he selling in the gourd?
Luo Wuyou thought for a moment, then suppressed the doubt.She had to figure out how to get the message out.There was no news for several days in a row, and Qingluan was impatiently waiting for her.

However, Jun Jinglan drove her out of the wing so readily.His intentions cannot but make her suspect that there must be people around him.I'm afraid that if she makes any troubles, people will find out.If you want to keep yourself safe, not to act rashly at this moment is the most correct choice.

However, it has been the eighth day since she entered the Prince's Mansion, but she has not made any progress. This can't help but worry her. After thinking about it again and again, Luo Wuyou decided to give up. If she takes action now, all previous efforts will be in vain.Right now, she is in the Prince's Mansion, and she is still by Jun Jinglan's side.

There are still more than ten days, she will always find a chance.

Luo Wuyou suppressed the impatience in her heart and quietly stood outside the door. Not long after, a shameful voice came from inside. I don't know if the two are making trouble, or the man is repeating his old tricks?

At first, I thought it was calm, but the strange thing is, the panting sound in the room stopped soon, and then, there was a bang and clang sound in the room.

"Your Highness, are you okay? Your Highness..."

Without too much hesitation, Luo Wuyou pushed open the door. Seeing the scene in front of her, she narrowed her eyes slightly and called out to His Highness, then she just stood there dumbfounded.

The floor of the room was covered with clothes, as well as the crumbs of fruit plate and pastry. Jun Jinglan was half lying on the side of the carved bed, with a bright sword stuck in his chest, but the hilt was being held in the cloud. At this moment, Yunyao had nothing on her body, looking down at Jun Jinglan with hatred in her eyes.

Hearing the sound of knocking on the door, he took a glance and then looked away. He was neither embarrassed nor dodged, and he didn't even put on his clothes again, so he put his hateful eyes on the man on the ground again.

"Jun Jinglan, you never thought that you would have today, right? Oh, the majestic Crown Prince, the future emperor, has not also fallen into the hands of this girl?"

Lifting her leg and kicking Jun Jinglan, Yunyao gritted her teeth: "You alone dare to insult this girl so obscenely. What do you think you are, because you are also worthy of being emperor? This girl is today In addition to you, His Highness the Third Prince, let's see how you can compete with the Third Prince."

"Jun Shuo? If you want to use Jun Shuo as a shield, do you think this hall will believe it?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Seeing Yunyao's complexion changed slightly, Jun Jinglan covered the wound with five fingers, and the hilt of the sword broke from it, and he also stood up from the ground, chuckling: "Why, it's very strange why the hall knows? Miss Yunyao, It is rumored that our hall and you 'sleeping together day and night' are obsessed with you, and this hall misses you so much day and night, so we will send someone to investigate you carefully."

"Yunyao, or should the hall call you the messenger of the holy yin? To be honest, facing a false face every night, and not even knowing what the core looks like, the hall really has no appetite. What if If you are so ugly that heaven and others complain, wouldn't this hall suffer even more?"

"So, of course, I can only use some means to let you play with yourself." Jun Jinglan's words were extremely obscene, contemptuous and disgusting, looking at Yunyao like looking at dirty filth, without any self at all At this moment is the consciousness of being at a disadvantage.

Luo Wuyou's heart was shocked when he heard it, Holy Yin Messenger?Could it be the Holy Yin Messenger?Could it be that this Yunyao, like that disfigured man, has something to do with the Holy Yin Sect?But how is this possible?

According to Rong Di's information, the Holy Yin Sect is a cult outside the customs, but they have been sending people to lurk in Daqin, and they have been coveting the things of the Gu family.Lihun and others found the lair of the Holy Yin Sect in the Huangquan Swamp.

Originally, she thought that even if the Holy Yin Sect was not completely wiped out, there were only a few minions left.However, she never imagined that there were also members of the Holy Yin Cult in North Vietnam!

They even wanted to assassinate the prince of the Northern Kingdom, the future emperor, in the name of other princes?This Shengyin sect should be nothing more than a Jianghu sect, but it is involved in disputes about entering the court everywhere?
In the current situation in North Vietnam, Jun Shuo's ability is simply not enough to lead a country. If he succeeds, the entire North Vietnam will decline rapidly in less than ten years.Regardless of whether it is in terms of means, heart, or dragon control, among the princes who are stronger than Jun Jinglan in the hearts of the North Vietnamese people, in fact, no one can compare with him.

With Jun Jinglan's death, North Vietnam will decline!
What's more, the Northern Emperor is seriously ill at the moment. If Jun Jinglan is killed, the Northern Vietnam will surely fall into long-term civil strife because of the other princes vying for the upper position.

In less than ten years, after Jun Jinglan's death, North Vietnam will be in chaos.

Luo Wuyou blinked in his heart and already thought a lot, the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, this Holy Yin Sect is indeed a centipede, dead but not stiff!If it is not completely eradicated, it will cause future troubles!
It's a pity that she hasn't solved the secrets of the mural rubbings brought back by Lihun, so she doesn't know if Rong Di has found someone who can translate the Chinese characters and deciphered them.

Either way, that's a clue.

"Shut up for me!"

Yun Yao was so angry at Jun Jinglan's obscene and shameless sarcasm that she trembled all over, her beautiful face was full of chills.He shouted angrily, stretched out his hand and grabbed a piece of clothing to wrap around his body, swung his short sword and stabbed at Jun Jinglan again.

Jun Jinglan dodged to dodge the short sword, the red blood on his wrist peeled off, wrapped around the broken sword in Yunyao's hand like a spirit snake, pulled hard, and Yunyao was pulled into the man's arms irresistibly .

At the same time, the five fingers of the man's right hand were clawed towards Yunyao's face. Yunyao was terrified and turned his palm to block, but Jun Jinglan suddenly smiled strangely, and his left hand passed through Yunyao's armpit like lightning. , then fold up.

Chi-

With a light chirping sound, Yun Yao's face was torn off.Looking at the face under the human skin mask, Luo Wuyou's five fingers under the sleeves were already clenched.

(End of this chapter)