The world's medical concubine wants to divorce

Chapter 104 The Cliff Is the Truth

He suddenly appeared in the medical hall, although Zhuge Ming was slightly surprised, but his expression remained unchanged, he asked with a smile: "Why are you free to come here today?"

Song Yunqian said: "Yes, I have nothing to do today, so I came to see you."

He took a look at the medical clinic, and there were indeed many patients queuing up, and the doctors were asking for consultations. He looked around and found no warmth.

Zhuge Ming smiled, "You see, I can't leave!"

Song Yunqian said: "It's okay, I'm waiting for you here!" His eyes fell on a stack of rice papers on Zhuge Ming's desk. These papers were used for prescribing medicines. Song Yunqian knew that these papers were ordered by Zhuge Ming. Yes, it is different from the outside.

He said: "I have a headache, probably because I drank too much wine last night, please prescribe some medicine for me."

Zhuge Ming asked with concern: "Does it hurt? I ordered someone to make a hangover medicine for you, and at the same time give you fire to clear your internal heat."

As he spoke, he fetched a white paper and wrote down a few medicines. He was about to order someone to take the medicine, but Song Yunqian reached out to take the prescription, "I will go to the medicine cabinet and ask someone to take the medicine. You should see the symptoms first."

Zhuge Ming glanced at the patient waiting behind him, and said: "That's fine, let's cook the medicine here, and you can drink it in half an hour."

Song Yunqian got up with a grunt, and went to the cabinet to ask someone to grab the medicine. After grabbing the medicine, he took the prescription and said: "I think there is something else to do, so I will order someone to fry it when I go back to the mansion. I will talk to Zhuge later. gone!"

The doctor who caught the medicine did not doubt that he was there, and said respectfully: "Then the prince can go!"

Song Yunqian left the medical hall, got into the carriage, took out the prescription and compared it with the letter Wen Yi gave him. The papers were exactly the same, and both papers had a faint herbal fragrance, which proved that this piece of paper came from the medical hall.He remembered that when Zhuge Ming saw that he didn't panic at all when he came here just now, it proved that Wen Yi was not in the medical hall.

He analyzed it, Qian Shan went out to look for Wen Yi today, and returned the letter in the afternoon, which proved that Wen Yi was not far from the capital.It is also possible that when she was a doctor in the medical clinic, she took away the prescription paper and put it in the medicine box for later use, but according to her itinerary, she was definitely not in a temple outside the city as Zhuge said.

"Come on!" he shouted, and lifted the curtain of the carriage.

The third son bowed and asked, "My lord, the servant is here!"

"Let Lang Yue come to see this king!" Song Yunqian ordered.

The third son was slightly startled, and immediately responded: "Yes!"

Lang Yue is the leader of the secret guard of the palace, if there is no important matter, the prince will not summon Lang Yue.Once Lang Yue was summoned, it proved that something big happened.

Song Yunqian returned to the palace, and Lang Yue also appeared in the palace.

Langyue, as the name suggests, has a face as bright as stars and moons, and is extraordinarily handsome, but the expression on his face will definitely not make people think of Langlang Yueguang.

He didn't smile all year round, and there was no other expression on his face except condensation. He was the leader of the palace's secret guards, and he only appeared in the dark night, and even Wen Yi had never seen him.

"Immediately order someone to follow Qian Shan and Zhuge Ming!"

"Go and search all the temples outside the city to see if Wen Yi has appeared."

"Order people to pay close attention to the palace, if there is any news, report back immediately!"

"Go to the Zhenyuan Prince's Mansion to find out, and ask who rescued the emperor's grandson Anran, and who abducted the emperor's grandson!"

Song Yunqian gave several orders in a row. He remembered the wedding night, when he saw Qian Shan pouring wine on the ground in Zhiyi Pavilion, he was terrified for a while.Wen Yi never told him that she was going to leave, and there was no sign before.In this marriage, she knew that he was unwilling, that he was forced, and that he would not treat the woman who was crowned the princess with sincerity, so she had no reason to leave.

His mind seemed to wake up a lot suddenly. After Lang Yue left, his palms were sweating and his heart was beating fast. He was actually a little afraid to know the truth behind these suspicions.

He thought of the deadline that Wen Yi had mentioned. He had always thought that the deadline was a very, very distant day, but could it be that he was too optimistic?What he thought was a very far-off deadline has actually come a long time ago?
He didn't dare to think about it, but just thinking about it like this made him feel like his heart was about to jump out of his head in panic.

On the second day, Song Yunqian asked Qian Shan to deliver the letter again. Qian Shan wanted to refuse, but Song Yunqian insisted on asking her to go, and made it clear that he must reply to the letter. Qian Shan had no choice but to accept his letter and go out.

Qianshan's martial arts is very high, so she also pays attention to whether there is anyone following her along the way.However, no matter how high her martial arts are, she cannot surpass Lang Yue.Lang Yue's stalking skills were almost to the point of elusiveness, so no matter how cautious she was, she was still properly followed by Lang Yue.

Zhuge Ming was also very worried. Song Yunqian could easily see flaws in such a high-density letter exchange.So, after writing this letter, he said to Qian Shan: "You find an excuse, just say that you are going to accompany Wen Yi, and leave the palace first."

Qian Shan responded, and said: "I know, but I'm also afraid. I don't even dare to say too much. I'm afraid that if I say something wrong, I will show my flaws. Your lord is very smart!"

Zhuge Ming didn't dare to go to the palace, he was afraid of showing his feet in his speech.Although it was wrong to deceive him like this, it was better than letting him know the cruel truth.

That night, Qian Shan handed the letter to Song Yunqian. Song Yunqian sat quietly in Zhiyi Pavilion, did not take the letter from her hand, but asked softly, "How is your master?"

Qian Shan said softly: "Very good, everything is fine!"

Song Yunqian took the letter, hummed, and asked pretending not to care, "Then, is the scab on her hand scabbed?"

Qian Shan hummed, "Okay, it's all scabbed over, don't worry, my lord, the master is fine."

Song Yunqian's hand holding the letter trembled slightly. He squeezed the letter and said in a low voice: "Go out first, I want to read the letter carefully!"

Qian Shan breathed a sigh of relief, really afraid that if he kept asking, he would not know how to answer.

Song Yunqian stared blankly at Qian Shan's retreat, holding the letter with trembling hands, but he didn't open it, because he knew it wasn't from Wen Yi's hands.Zhuge Ming wrote it with Lang Yue's own eyes and handed it over to Qian Shan.

He almost forgot that Zhuge Ming's ability to imitate handwriting is super strong. He can copy famous paintings almost exactly the same, even the calligraphy and painting appraisers can't distinguish them.It couldn't be easier for him to pretend to be Wen Yi's handwriting.

He had already confirmed that Zhuge Ming and Qian Shan had something to hide from him.He thought about it carefully, and there were two possibilities.First, they didn't know where Wen Yi had gone, that is to say, there was no news of Wen Yi's disappearance until now.Second, they knew Wen Yi's whereabouts and knew that Wen Yi would never come back, so they copied Wen Yi's handwriting to comfort him.

The former is unlikely, because if Wen Yi is still missing, Zhuge Ming would not tell him that he has seen Wen Yi, and then stop all searches.Therefore, after thinking about it, only the last one is more likely.

As for the last possibility, there are two situations.First, Wen Yi told them, and then left the capital by herself, leaving him.Second, Wen Yi is dead!
And no matter what the situation was, he couldn't accept it.

After some investigation, on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Langyue finally got news that she had returned.

At that time, Song Yunqian was sitting in Minglang's study room, the windows were open, and the New Year's sunshine poured in from outside, dispelling the winter cold.The air is so pure that there is almost no flying dust. The sunlight spreads thinly on the marble floor, reflecting the dazzling light. The red crabapple on the window sill is in full bloom. In the house, put it under the window sill to reflect the begonia.

On a quiet day, he was hearing a bad news.

"The investigation has been clear!" Lang Yue's voice echoed in the study in a low voice, Song Yunqian didn't have any expression on his face, only the stiff back could see his nervousness at the moment.

"When the emperor's grandson was rescued that day, he also brought back a woman with a back injury. Some guards recognized this person as Doctor Wen. On the second day at Maoshi, a guard of the palace carried a sack out of the palace on horseback. The dripping blood was seen by passers-by. I searched all the way, and in the village under the mass grave, someone saw Prince Zhenyuan appearing. The guards searched for a whole day and night on the hill, but found nothing. At that time, Dr. Zhuge also Appeared at the mass grave, and he fought with the prince of Zhenyuan. Later, I bought the guard of the palace, and confirmed that the guard carried away the body of Dr. Wen that day. There were wild animals in the mass grave, and the corpse was placed in the mass grave. Not long after going up, it was dragged away by wild beasts!"

With such a vivid description, a scene appeared in Song Yunqian's mind. The beast dragged Wen Yi's body, biting and devouring it. He felt dizzy for a while, and stretched out his hand to hold the edge of the desk. , Who is the person who kidnapped An Ran? Who is the person who killed Wen Yi?"

Lang Yue hesitated for a moment, Song Yunqian used powerful strength to control the sharp pain in his heart, "Say!"

Langyue said: "It was the emperor who captured An Ran's grandson. Dr. Wen went to rescue him, but was captured. After that, Dr. Wen escaped without knowing how. Prince Zhenyuan's troops also arrived at this time. The guards of the palace thought that Dr. Wen was the one who captured the emperor's grandson. He injured her and took her back to the palace. When he was captured, Dr. Wen was already injured. The prince was angry with her viciousness. After beating her severely, he ordered someone to kill her. And throw the corpse in the mass grave. Later, for some reason, he went out of the city to the mass grave to look for Dr. Wen!"

Song Yunqian's eyes were dark for a while, his throat was sweet, he held his chest, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

"My lord!" Lang Yue was startled, and hurried forward to support him.

Song Yunqian closed his eyes, suppressed the fluttering blood, and said after a long time, "Go out, don't tell anyone about this matter!"

Langyue looked at him worriedly, "Then, I will serve as the royal doctor for the prince!"

Song Yunqian stretched out his hand to block it, and said weakly: "No need, get out!"

Langyue didn't dare to provoke him any more, so she had to back out.

Song Yunqian fell on the table and remained still for a long time.

God is very fair. When the same pain befalls the same person, even if the pain does not weaken, the coping ability will be enhanced.

More importantly, this time was different from the last time. Last time, he killed Wen Yi, but this time, it was his dearest father and brother who killed Wen Yi.

Revenge has become the only belief that supports him to live!

At the bottom of her heart, there was still a glimmer of hope that her soul could still possess other people and come back to him again.This glimmer of hope and rage of revenge firmly supported his broken heart.

Holding the hairpin left by Wen Yi in his hand, the sharp part of the hairpin pierced his palm, and he didn't feel any pain at all. No matter how much his body hurts, can he feel more pain than his heart at this moment?
(End of this chapter)