Empress, run away, your drowsy prince is also reborn

Chapter 722 Yingchen, can you take care of your own body?

Just two days ago, after she knocked on Joel Yan's door and no one answered, she opened the door and went in, only to see Mu Mu's tragically dead body.

It shocked her a lot, and the disappearance of Joel Yan made her feel even more uneasy.

Seeing his wife's embarrassment, Qiao Zheng felt even more distressed: "Do you have any clues?"

The people below replied respectfully: "General, now not only the entire imperial city, we have expanded to the outer city, but we still haven't found the trace of Princess Qiao. Recently, there are many incidents in the imperial city. The Shen family After the young lady was assassinated, she also disappeared one after another, and Princess Qiao disappeared, so I'm afraid it's the same person who committed the crime."

"Who would assassinate Qu Changsheng and then take our Yanyan away?!" Qiao Zheng couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he thought, "Could it be that the murderer was targeting girls of this age?"

The recent serial murders in other towns have become known all over the city, and the third prince, Gu Shu, is already on the way to investigate. Could it be that the murderer still came to the imperial city?
While the husband and wife were thinking about it, suddenly a servant came out with a delicate wooden box and said: "General Qi, someone sent you something."

"Things?" Qiao was looking at the exquisite brocade box, which was carefully crafted, unlike ordinary things. After thinking for a while, he stretched out his hand to take it.

Push the button with your fingertips and slowly open it.

Lou Anzhi poked his head curiously, and opened his eyes wide in horror: "This!!"

She almost broke her voice: "What is this!!"

Layers of skin of the same thickness and size are placed inside, blood red and blood red, making people sick to look at.

Qiao Zheng has been on the battlefield for so many years, and he has never seen such a scalp-numbing method! !

There was also a small scroll inside the brocade box, he hesitated and opened it.

It was written in elegant lowercase letters, in Joel Yan's handwriting.

"If you don't discipline well, someone will come and discipline you for you."

"!!" Lou Anzhi covered his lips, looking at the meat, suddenly his stomach churns, he jumped off the chair and ran outside.

Qiao's forehand was shaking, and he quickly closed the box: "Lost it! Throw it to me immediately!!"

The house slave reached out to take it in trepidation, and just about to leave, Qiao Zheng suddenly jumped off the chair: "Who sent it?!!"

The house slave trembled in fright, and thought about the person who delivered the things: "That person is tightly wrapped, the slave didn't see anything, and the slave didn't know who it was..."

"Useless things!!" Qiao Zheng took a mouthful, holding the scroll in his hand, and quickly changed his words: "Don't throw away this brocade box, keep it in the ice cellar, prepare the horse, I will go to the palace!!"

"Yes!!"
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Early the next morning, when the sun was high, Gu Changjue sat beside Yingchen, exercising his stiff muscles:
"The old fellow Qiao Zheng was so frightened when he saw the brocade box you gave him, he hurried into the palace and told his father."

Ying Chen sat there without speaking.

Gu Changjue looked sideways at him, with a gloomy expression: "Can you take care of your own body?"

This is not concern, the tone sounds extremely complaining.

"Do you think you're in pain? I'm still investigating Changsheng's affairs outside. Do you know how uncomfortable it is to suddenly fall ill?" Gu Changjue frowned, he was stiff and cold all night yesterday, when he woke up this morning I felt like I was stiff and couldn't move.

It took a lot of effort to get myself back to normal.

Seeing that Yingchen ignored him indifferently, Gu Changjue was even more annoyed: "Do you think you are the only one worried about Changsheng?!"

As soon as the words fell, Yingchen suddenly looked at him.

(End of this chapter)