Only you: King's crazy concubine

Bai Feng took the rice paper, looked carefully, and pointed to the names of several medicines. "There are only these, but there are none else."

"Where is the nearest city to Nancheng?"

Baifeng truthfully replied, "it's like a city. It's about seven days back and forth."

Hearing the speech, Gu Qingyan looked at someone. Xuanyuan Zi Mo spoiled and touched the top of her hair. "I'll send twenty people to go. It only takes three or four days to go back and forth."

Gu Qingyan's eyes brightened, "great, but will there be too many twenty people?"

"No, maybe there will be stumbling blocks on the road." Bai Feng smiled treacherously.

Just then, there was a sensation outside the door, mixed with noise and crying.

Gu Qingyan's face changed. When he opened the door, he saw hundreds of people surrounded and pushed outside, just like the chaos of war on the battlefield. When he saw them coming out, he shouted angrily, "you dog officials, return my parents."

"Return my son, beast, return my son."

"You killed my child, you die."

All kinds of shouting, swearing and noise.

Gu Qingyan's face was suddenly cold to the extreme. Just trying to say something, he suddenly fell into a warm embrace, "be careful."

Gu Qing Yan looked up and saw the dust on Xuanyuan Zimo's shoulder. It must be on a stone. He looked at him nervously, "what's the matter?"

Xuanyuan Zimo smiled placidly, protected her behind him, turned to face the people who made trouble, looked as cold as ice, and said in a cold voice, "if you dare to make trouble again, I don't mind bloody washing the north of the city."

At the same time, the dark guards hidden in the dark appeared one after another. Hundreds of people surrounded the outside. The strong murderous spirit of the people in black made the people subconsciously calm down, but they still glared at Gu Qingyan.

Bai Feng frowned, "why do you say we hurt your relatives?"

"My son has a stomachache after drinking your medicine, and then spits white foam," a woman looked at Bai Feng with hate in her eyes and cried, "pity my son. He is still so young. How can I live without me?"

Gu Qingyan stood out from behind Xuanyuan Zimo, looked cold and frowned, "let me see your son."

Baifeng's medicine can't have a problem unless someone moves his hands and feet.

Before that, she had to find out the cause of the child's death and what the poison was.

The woman stuck her neck and said, "you hurt my child. Do you want to confirm whether you really killed it?"

"Your son's death is unclear. We want to find out the real cause of his death. As a mother, don't you want to seek justice for him?" Bai fengxiao said with emotion.

The woman paused and seemed to hesitate, but she heard a low cough beside her and shouted, "my son was killed by you. You still want to argue."

"Ling Ying." Xuanyuan Zimo swept around the crowd.

Ling Ying understood. As soon as she wanted to leave, she heard the woman cry and shout, "you who kill thousands of knives still want to destroy my child's body. My child, I'm sorry for my mother. I can't fight these senior officials. Sobbing."

Ling Ying looks back at Xuanyuan Zimo. Xuanyuan Zimo nods slightly. Ling Ying turns and leaves.

Hearing the speech, the crowd was in an uproar, like lit firecrackers. The things in their hands were thrown at Gu Qingyan. There was a lot of noise, "you crazy things."

"Get out, get out of Nancheng."

Gu Qingyan was held in his arms by Xuanyuan Zimo. Looking at these ruthless people, he was a little cold in his heart. He denied the care for them for more than 20 days only by things without evidence.

Xuanyuan Zimo glanced coldly, "do it."

These people have been blinded by the so-called hatred in their hearts. It's no use reasoning with them, but to treat violence with violence.

Gu Qingyan poked his head out of his arms and looked at the faces of the people quietly. His voice was cold, "blue clothes."

Dark Wei understood, leaped forward and took it out. The sword in his hand wiped on his neck. The man was like a paper paralyzed on the ground.

"Gray clothes."

"The third from the left in the third row."

"With crutches and light gray clothes," Gu Qing said coldly. "The one in the corner is wearing blue clothes."

The crowd looked at the piles of corpses, and their voices gradually weakened until they were silent. For a moment, they only heard Gu Qingyan's voice without a trace of temperature, "old white cloth robes, and the second on his left."

"No more noise?" Gu Qing's face smiled. The people she just pointed out were all making fun of each other, and they made gestures. It seemed that they were in a group. Who was behind the scenes this time.

"Even if you are an official, you can't kill people at will." a sudden voice sounded in the crowd.

Gu Qingyan followed his reputation and saw a 16-year-old boy with a rash on his face. Seeing Gu Qingyan's eyes on him, he trembled and lowered his head in panic for fear that Gu Qingyan would point at him.

Gu Qing looked away expressionless. She could see that the boy just said that sentence subconsciously without malice. "Who told you that we killed your relatives?"

People look at me and I look at you. No one dares to speak.

Gu Qing frowned, pointed to the nearest woman and said, "what's going on and how your child will die."

The woman trembled, swallowed her saliva subconsciously and said, "I... no one in my family has an accident. I came with them."

Then he glanced at Gu Qingyan, "we ordinary people are squeezed too much by you big officials, so I thought we would finally have the opportunity to have this evil spirit, so... I came to join the fun."

Gu Qing Yan narrowed his eyes, "who is coming to join the fun, raise your hand."

More than half of the hundreds raised their hands. Gu Qingyan pointed to a woman who did not raise her hands and said, "you say, how and when did your child die?"

"My child went to bed after drinking the childe's medicine last night. When he got up this morning, he found... That my son... Was gone." the woman said, sobbing.

Gu Qingyan and Xuanyuan Zimo looked at each other and saw doubts from each other's eyes.

"Then how do you decide it's the problem of medicine?"

The woman wiped her tears. "I also ate what my children ate, but I didn't drink the medicine."

"Take me to have a look. You also want to find out who killed your child, right?" Gu Qingyan tried to soften his tone. "If we want to harm you, why are you still standing here unharmed, and why don't I kill people and kill you directly to avoid future trouble."

The woman hesitated for a moment and whispered, "come with me."

The crowd automatically gave way. Several people followed the woman to her house. They saw a little boy lying in bed, wrapped in a thin quilt. His lips were purple, his eyes were closed, and his chest without ups and downs suggested that he had no breath.