My husband is the future emperor

"I'm thinking that woman can poison. If we want to catch her, we must find a way to deal with her poison." the man in black.

"You're right. If you want to catch that woman, you must find a way to restrain her poison art. Once you restrain her poison art, she is like fish on the board and can be slaughtered!" Murong Xizhou narrowed his eyes.

"That's true." the man in black thought for a moment and said, "I know an expert in the world who is proficient in poison art. It's said that he is more powerful than today's hundred poison sect saint. As long as you can invite him out of the mountain, let alone a mere poison sect saint, he doesn't want to be his opponent."

Because I didn't know that Gu Qingcheng was the real identity of the saint poison hand of the hundred poison sect, the man in black took her for granted as an ordinary poison hand.

Murong Xizhou wouldn't say anything even if he knew something. He nodded in agreement and said, "yes, but how can the expert invite him out of the mountain? Do you have any good suggestions?"

"It is said that the expert likes some strange things. As long as they are strange things, they can arouse his interest. You can start with his preferences and ask him out of the mountain."

Speaking of strange things, who has more strange things than Murong Xizhou?

He is not from this era. He comes from a thousand years later. He had seen, eaten, played and strange things at his fingertips. For him, such a request was no problem at all.

"Just, where do I need to find this outsider?" Murong Xizhou asked.

He estimated that Gu Qingcheng would return to the palace today and would not stay outside for a long time. He can invite someone with sincerity, but he can't be at the ends of the earth, can he?

In that case, when he invites people, Gu Qingcheng will have entered the palace early, and he will lose his room to start.

"He passed by the summer these days and lived in a temple outside the city."

"That's great. I'll hire someone right away."

Finally, Murong Xizhou exchanged a tumbler for the great help of the expert Bihai. Bihai liked Murong Xizhou's tumblers very much. After listening to Murong Xizhou say that he still had a lot of strange things, he lowered his stature and followed Murong Xizhou all day, Ask him to show him another particularly interesting thing.

This thing can be played, eaten or seen. It's ok as long as it can be taken out. He's really looking forward to it.

Murong Xizhou promised that as long as he could help him crack Gu Qingcheng's poison and help the people in black catch Gu Qingcheng, he would take out three good things to play with Bihai at one time.

Bihai was very happy. He didn't even think about the three good things and agreed immediately.

……

On the street!

Murong Xizhou and Bihai, wearing hats respectively, looked at Gu Qingcheng wandering in the crowd. At this moment, Gu Qingcheng was just followed by a person, no one else, who wanted to catch Xia Ji in the clothes tomb outside the city that day, but was scared away by her poison powder and dark guards.

People in black dress up as ordinary people today. Ordinary people can't be ordinary. He mingled with the crowd. As long as he didn't show a little special, no one would doubt that he had a problem.

He is waiting for an opportunity to attack Gu Qingcheng.

Murong Xizhou watched from a distance with a tea lamp in his hand.

After a long time, it was almost time. He said quietly to Bihai sitting next to him, "the target is the woman 20 meters away, wearing a manzhushahua hairpin on her head and a white skirt. She is immortal and beautiful. She can be recognized at a glance in the crowd."

Bihai glanced at Gu Qingcheng in a way that was very difficult to be found, and commented: "the woman has full forehead, willow eyebrows and Danfeng eyes. She is a blessed person."

At a young age, standing at the peak of power and sitting in the position of empress dowager, can you have no luck?

Of course, Murong Xizhou will not take the initiative to say this. He is also afraid that Gu Qingcheng's real identity and power will scare away. He likes to travel all over the world and doesn't like the prodigal son Bihai bound by rules.

"I didn't ask you to show her face. I wanted you to help catch people. She will leave here completely soon. You should do it!" if you don't do it again, it will be too late. Murong Xizhou was a little worried.

Bihai said, "I naturally know this. I'll do it right away."

At the moment when Bihai shot, Gu Qingcheng was standing in front of an embroidery stall in the street. These embroidery were not ordinary embroidery, but used to embroider the peace symbol hanging around the waist. There was a picture of a cat calling for wealth and the word about peace. Gu Qingcheng liked it at a glance.

She wants to buy this and embroider a peace talisman for Junzi Lin.

Now her embroidery has been practiced very well. She won't embroider mandarin ducks into chickens or rabbits into mice

Now she can embroider anything Junzi Lin wants. As long as he wants, she can help embroider it.

I vaguely remember that junzilin once wanted her to embroider a mandarin duck money bag. At that time, she couldn't even thread a needle, let alone embroider a mandarin duck to play in the water.

However, Junzi Lin insisted on her embroidery and said anything. She just chased her for a long time before she reluctantly helped embroider one.

Now I want him to chase her and help him embroider a money bag. Unfortunately, she can't see the gentleman Lin at all.

Gu Qingcheng sighed and paid for these things embroidered with peace symbols.

"Junzi Lin, I miss you!" Gu Qingcheng murmured.

Just under the same sky, not far from the once magnificent royal palace gate, Junzi Lin took off the noble service of the crown prince of China, stood in plain clothes at the magnificent gate, looked at the familiar gate, and muttered, "Gu Qingcheng, I miss you!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a great commotion at the end of the street of Royal South palace. It seemed that someone was suddenly caught by a group of killers. The person caught was not ordinary people. He took many dark guards with him. In order to save his master and these killers, dark guards fought in the street.

Innocent people died in vain under the swords of these killers, and their relatives lay on one side, crying heartbroken and heartbroken.

The escaped pedestrians could not help but feel compassion. But now it is obviously more important to run for their lives than to express their feelings.

Pedestrians are running for their lives eagerly. The streets that have just returned a prosperous age are now in chaos everywhere, crowded, bumped and cursed

Crying, noise, sword collision, footsteps and all kinds of complex sounds are mixed together, making the street look like a mess.