The Prime Minister's Wife

Chapter 631 It Turned Out to Be an Acting (3)
Inadvertently glanced at the blood bag on the ground, said lightly: "Coral, destroy things, don't let people see the clues."

Their original plan was to let Princess Lue puncture the blood bag in anger, but they didn't expect that they were actually stabbed when they were stopped by Fancha.

Bo'er walked in from the outside, with a cold expression on his face, slightly bent his knees and said: "Master, Mu Hui asked outside, Princess Wushuang, what should I do?"

"Don't let Prince Wuji find you."

Without turning his head, Mu Zhaoming said, Prince Wuji likes investigating cases so much, let him investigate as much as he can.

Bo'er responded and withdrew from the outside, and brought the original words to Mu Hui, so that Prince Wuji could not find Princess Wushuang, then he would have to destroy the corpse and wipe out the traces.

Here Mu Zhaoming took care of Boqing carefully, while Prince Wuji hurried back to the post house after leaving the imperial palace, and saw that the inside and outside of the Haoran Palace were still heavily guarded, but everyone looked at him with puzzled expressions.

One of them said: "Your Highness didn't attend the banquet, why did you..." Come back suddenly?The following words stuck in his throat.

Prince Wuji rushed into the palace without waiting for him to finish speaking. He was lying on the big bed of Huqing, but now he was lying on the double pretending to be Princess Wushuang, so there was no trace of Huqing.

"Damn."

Prince Wuji yelled angrily, lifted his hands, and threw the woman on the bed to the ground.

When the guard outside heard the sound, he rushed in immediately, and when he saw the woman on the ground, his face was startled, and he knelt on the ground one after another.

Secretly wondered: "How can this be? Everything is normal, but the people inside have been replaced." It's really weird.

Staring at the unconscious woman on the ground, it was obvious that she was also suffering from hundred-day drunkenness, but the antidote was all in Wushou.

Now that Wushuang is nowhere to be seen, most likely he has suffered a terrible situation, even if he wants to ask about the situation, he tried his best to calmly say: "Go and call the doctor."

It's such a clever layout, but now I can't find a single flaw, and the layout that I think is exquisite, but the other party comes to trick me.

With more than two months left, he found clues no matter what, and turned around and said to everyone: "All of you give this hall to think about it carefully. During the time when this hall left, did any unusual things happen? How could people Being dropped off for no reason."

In the sky prison, Fancha and Princess Lu'e are connected. In the two connected cells, there is only a wooden fence between them.

Fanchu looked at the woman who was injured internally, laying powerlessly on the ground, with a bloodless face, and said with a distressed expression: "Lue, how are you? Can you move? Come here, I will help you heal your injuries. "Mu Zhaoming's kick must have been serious.

Princess Lue's sanity has already recovered, and at this time, when she heard Fancha's words, a sneering smile appeared on her bloodstained lips: "Healing, you are really not ordinary stupid." This fool is playing around.

Seeing the sarcasm on Princess Lue's lips, Fan Zhan's heart felt cold for a while, and then hearing that sentence full of madness, he lost consciousness, his mind went blank, and he murmured: "Why?" Why did she do this? to him.

"You still don't understand, I'm just using you."

Princess Lue smiled sarcastically, raised her hand to straighten her hair, and said lightly: "The prince wants to plot against Princess Jinghua, and if I delay your meeting with Princess Jinghua, he will take the opportunity to disguise himself as you, plotting against Princess Jinghua Princess Hua, the Princess Jinghua you saw in the main hall...is a fake." The prince brother wanted to sit and embrace the beauty of Jiangshan, but unfortunately he was smashed by her.

"It's not like that, it's not like that, you're lying to me, aren't you?" Fan Chan screamed in disbelief, she actually used him.

"Of course I lied to you, from the very beginning." Princess Lv'e smiled maniacally, staring at Fanchao and sarcastically said: "Let me tell you the truth, my mother is a descendant of the Ming family, an imperial concubine, and I have a Ming family." Do you know how noble my identity is?"

Princess Lue looked at the people across the fence and said, "Every time you get close to me, thinking that your biological mother is a girl from the fence, I feel sick and want to vomit. Now I finally don't have to force a smile on you. You don't know that I have How happy, haha..."

Fancha covered his ears with his hands and shouted loudly: "Stop talking, stop talking, ah..."

In the prison, Princess Lue's crazy laughter and Fancha's screams resounded, but all this was interrupted by the cell boss who suddenly opened the door.

Princess Lue's cell was suddenly opened, and two guards forcibly lifted her up and dragged her to the head of the cell: "Boss, are you doing things according to the old rules?"

The jailer stretched out his hand to pinch Princess Lu'e's chin, and smiled with ulterior motives: "Princess Lu'e assassinated Princess Jinghua, the higher-ups want a statement, and bring it to the interrogation room."

When the two guards heard about Fang, they couldn't tell the truth, and forcibly pulled Princess Lv'e away.

A moment later, in the interrogation room, the screams of Princess Lue, the sound of clothes being torn, and the obscene laughter of the cell boss resounded.

This kind of thing is not unusual in the prison. Most of the female prisoners are the tools for the cell boss and the guards to vent their desires.

Especially for a beautiful woman, not to mention Princess Lue, if she was a superior, her death would be just a prevarication for committing suicide.

After Mu Zhaoming learned about it, he didn't have any expression on his face, and said indifferently: "Mu Jue, go and see how Lanling's antidote is prepared."

Although they exchanged Princess Wushuang, Qing'er was really drunk that day. Fortunately, before the antidote was formulated, Lan Ling pricked the acupuncture point with golden needles, which made Qing'er sober for most of the day.

But also because Murong Lue's hairpin pierced her and let her fall back into sleep, so he would not let Murong Lue go easily.

"Yes, master." Mu Jue exited in response.

Wutong Yeyu, in a hidden courtyard somewhere, Lan Ling carefully picked a little of the prepared antidote with a silver needle into the blood sample, watching the blood slowly turn from dull to bright red.

The whole person breathed a sigh of relief, a smile appeared on his face, and a trace of enthusiasm appeared in his eyes.

Lan Ling's smile showed that he succeeded, and finally successfully prepared the antidote.

Seeing Lan Ling's expression, Bao Hui, who had been holding his breath, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this situation, and said excitedly: "As expected of a poison sage, that girl was finally saved."

It worried him for a long time.

"Lan Ling is also considered a merit, but in the future, if I want to come to this place, the master of the pavilion should not stop me." Lan Ling said bluntly.

I really didn't expect that in Runcheng, there was such a well-equipped place for researching poisons.

"Naturally." Bao Hui was not stingy either.

In front of the big bed, Mu Zhaoming was like a sculpture, staring at Boqing intently, as if he had stopped breathing.

(End of this chapter)