Demon King's Genius Poison Concubine

Chapter 52
The night is thick, the cold wind is howling, and the leaves are rustling.

A black figure rushed into the palace like a ghost.

At this time, it was already late at night, and everyone fell asleep.

knock knock.

Qing Jiu's window was knocked lightly, it was Jin Yao who came in the night.

At this time, Qing Jiu had already changed into night clothes and covered her face tightly. She wanted to go with Jin Yao, but she was going to observe, while Jin Yao was going to test.

The two of them entered the second room's yard without disturbing anyone.

Qing Jiu had already figured out which room Qing Hui was in. Qing Jiu walked to the window, and Jin Yao carefully opened the door latch, and then walked in.

"Qing Hui, die."

Only Jin Yao shouted angrily, the tone did not fluctuate, but it was like a thunderbolt in the dark night.

"Ah... help..."

The next second, Qing Jiu, who was standing at the window, saw Shen Wanrong was awakened and wanted to yell out in fright, but the sound suddenly stopped because Jin Yao slapped her unconscious with the hilt of her sword.

Then the sword in his hand stabbed Qing Hui mercilessly.

"Your Excellency, who is it?"

The sword light flashed coldly, and it went straight to Qing Hui's face, but he rolled on the spot with only his jacket on, his body was very flexible.

The night sky was bleak, but Qing Hui's face was clearly reflected, there was no cowardice, only the anger and fear of being assassinated in the middle of the night.

"Death~"

Jin Yao stopped talking nonsense, his sharp sword pierced through the air, and brought a howling cold wind, and slashed at Qing Hui, his masked face only showed a pair of black eyes, full of coldness and killing intent.

hum~
At this time, Qing Jiu suddenly saw Qing Hui turn over and stand up, his face was full of viciousness that she had never seen before, he grabbed the pillow on the bed and threw it at Jin Yao, taking advantage of the moment when he dodged to dodge, directly He pulled out the soft sword hidden on the side of the bed, and then went forward...

Really good at martial arts.

Qing Jiu's eyes were narrowed, and she just felt overwhelmed in her heart.

Jin Yao followed Qing Jiu's order closely, not directly taking his life, but fighting instead.

Here, Qing Jiu has already quietly retreated from the window, quickly dodges, finds Qing Hui's study, and rushes in.

He didn't have the heart to appreciate the layout of his study, but was careful not to make a sound, took out the light from the night pearl in his arms, and searched carefully, drawers, organs, hidden compartments...

In the end, Qing Jiu's eyes fell on a vase in the corner of the wall. She stepped forward, tapped it a few times, turned to the side after no response, and heard a click, and a dark grid appeared on the wall behind her. .

Qing Jiu stepped forward and saw a lot of gold, silver and jewelry placed in the dark compartment, and there were several porcelain vases separated by a grid next to the jewelry, and there were a few letters beside it, Qing Jiu touched it, and his eyes couldn't help but sinking, royal stationery...

She quickly read the contents of the letter several times, her face became more and more serious, and her eyes showed bloodthirsty gazes, until the last letter was read, Qing Jiu put it back to its original place .

As for those porcelain bottles, Qing Jiu inspected them and found that they were all poisonous. There were indeed two kinds of poison in them, the one that poisoned Qing Rongrong and the one that was given to Qing Jingshan.

It is said that a tiger's poison does not eat its offspring, what kind of dark heart is this Qing Hui? Not only did he want to torture his adoptive father to death, but he even killed his daughter with his own hands.

Qing Jiu calmly restored the dark compartment to its original state, exited the study, looked at the sky, and found that the time agreed with Jin Yao was almost up.

With a long howl, like an eagle's cry at night, Qing Jiu quickly retreated without going to meet Jin Yao.

Here Qing Hui is trembling with the man in black. This man is a highly skilled martial artist with strange martial arts techniques. When he broke his head, he subconsciously stretched out his hand to block it, only to feel the tingling pain, and the tendon in his hand was actually severed.

"Who is your Excellency? Even if you want to kill me, let me die to understand."

Qinghui was in a cold sweat, and the bright red blood spread down the entire palm of his wrist. Could it be that tonight is his death day?But who is going to kill him?However, he was not reconciled, he didn't want to die like this for no reason, he roared loudly, with a ferocious expression on his face and a desire to survive.

At this moment, when he thought that the sharp sword would cut his throat in the next second, the man in black retracted the sword, quickly flashed out of the window, and left...

what's the situation?
For the rest of his life after the catastrophe, Qing Hui sat on the bed, gasping for breath, his wrist was still bleeding, the whole bed was messy, and the room was filled with the smell of blood, Shen Wanrong was still sleeping beside him, unconscious.

The wound was not bandaged, Qing Hui leaned on the beam of the bed, lost in thought, who wanted to kill him?For so many years, he has been hiding very well. No one knows that he knows martial arts, they only know that he is a cowardly and timid wife with strict control.

He has always been cautious in doing things, and he has not left any clues. Who wants to take his life?Could it be... royal?
The more Qing Hui thinks about it, the more he thinks it is possible, knowing that he is not what he looks like on the surface, only the high-ranking person in the royal family, but no, if it is really the one who sent someone to kill him, why did he shout before killing him, "Qing Hui, accept it!" die. "

As if reminding him deliberately, and the martial arts of the man in black is obviously very high, although he has been fighting all the time, he clearly has the upper hand, and he didn't kill him straight away, it's more like a delay...

Cold sweat fell down, procrastination, why did he procrastinate?Why did you stop in the end?

The more Qing Hui thought about it, the more uneasy she felt, regardless of the pain of the broken tendon in her wrist, she quickly got up, simply tore off the window curtain to cover the wound, and quickly went to the study.

All his important secrets are hidden there.

Entering the study, checked up and down, opened the secret compartment, everything was still there, and there was no sign of anyone coming in, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief, then found a chair and sat down, calming his beating heart, Find the medicine box and bandage the wound.

But at this moment, the expression on his face became more and more gloomy. Since someone wants to take the bottom line, he must act quickly. If he kills that old bastard Qing Jingshan, he will fly away with gold and silver treasures...

When Qing Jiu returned to the house, he heard the sound of knocking on the window. It was indeed Jin Yao who had retreated and returned.

"You're half a cup of tea late."

Jin Yao looked at Qing Jiu with the same wooden expression on his face.

"Something happened, delayed, how is he?"

Qing Jiu was in a bad mood at this time, she wasted a little time because of reading the letters, but thinking of the contents of those letters, thinking of the good deeds Qing Hui had done in these years, thinking of Qing Jingshan's body, and her uncle, at this moment Her chest was full of murderous intent, she had never wanted to kill a person so much.

"I hurt my wrist and picked up my tendons."

Jin Yao opened his mouth and said truthfully, although he was a little dumb, he also noticed that Qing Jiu's emotions seemed to be on the verge of rage.

(End of this chapter)