Cover The Sky With One Hand, Beat The Ground With The Other

I once thought that the Yueyue Tower was not much different from those restaurants. Unexpectedly, I found that the building was spacious and bright. The patio-style fence spiraled up layer by layer. Although it was a bit less lavish, it was not so elegant.

The second and third floors are all elegant rooms, separated by screens with different embroidery patterns. Looking at the table, there are so many people, presumably the admirable guests have already been sitting down waiting for the good show.

There are two counter seats on the side of the white jade stage. One is hung with layers of gauze, and the piano behind the curtain is faintly visible. The sandalwood table opposite has been placed with refreshments and bronze aromatherapy, which is exactly the opposite. The seat set by the person.

Before I came, I naturally ordered someone to clear out the other rivals, so when the young man in the building saw us, he stretched out his hand to guide us into the seat. At this moment, the music in the building, the dancers on stage and dancing, the atmosphere is great for a while, and there are cups in the building. The sound of talking and laughing.

Holding the tea cup in both hands, I rolled back and forth to warm my hands, looking around the dancing girls enchantingly dancing in the field, slandering in my heart that I must not let Song Lang be born in such a place, it is better for a man to work hard at sunrise and sunset early.

Thinking of this, I glanced at Nie Ran. In the past in Chenjia Village, Xu Fang could always use the flute to attract many girls from the village to strike up a conversation. Then one day he said, it’s better to stop fishing and go to a neighboring town. The Honglou performers on the show can earn faster and more. Naturally, I tried my best to oppose it, yelling, what should I do if he sees too many Yingyingyanyan and is confused?

The same person, on the same occasion, was obstructed in every possible way in the past, but now is trying to instigate it, is this considered a righteousness?

Perceiving the look in my eyes, Nie Ran turned his head and said, "What's the matter?"

I shook my head and suddenly remembered a question, so I blurted out and asked: "Where did you learn your flute?"

He was startled, and there seemed to be a chill in his eyes, and I waved my hand, "It doesn't matter if you don't answer..."

"I couldn't speak when I was a child."

I was surprised.

His gentle voice seemed particularly calm in this noisy occasion, "The children of ordinary people can speak at one or two years old, but when I reach the age of four, I can't even speak of'father and mother'. Everyone sighed with worry about it. That’s the same with me. I can’t tell my father every day from expectation to disappointment, joy or fear.”

"Later, I got the flute, it can say things that I can't say for me." He half-closed his eyebrows, and gently stroked the flute with his slender fingers. Things that can be done here are average."

Two years ago, He Feng also asked Xu Fang, you obviously lost your memory, how can you remember how the flute is played?

He waved the flute and smiled and said, "I don't know. Once I pick it up, it feels like I was born."

With a wrong eye, I almost think of the person in front of me as a Xu Fang, and then I stretched my fingers and rubbed my eyebrows, suggesting over and over again that they are two completely different people.

At this time, the music in the building stopped abruptly, and the dancers also retreated. I looked to the front of the curtain, and there was already a person sitting next to the piano. Although I couldn’t see the truth, his elegant posture was inexplicable. Man's feeling.

The audience was quiet for an instant, and only the breeze was blowing, and everyone was waiting with their breath to pick the strings.

The woman stroked the end of the piano with her left hand, and when she slowly raised her right hand, she seemed to look at us. The next moment she plucked the strings, the strings were tight, and suddenly a wave of turbulence was raised.

Galloping vigorously amidst the swaying sound of the piano, if it is an introductory tune, or can invigorate the army, but in this vast battlefield where the wine and the moon are played, you are not afraid of frightening the guests and unable to swallow the dishes.

The point is that Ms. Wu, you play this kind of music to make Nie Ran play well.

I rubbed my forehead, so do I have to use the power of the princess in the end to see one side?

The style of the music has gradually changed to light string bass, Nie Ran Yuxiao is in his hand, slowly raised to his lips, following the sound of the piano, slowly playing a deep and peaceful atmosphere.

If Wu Pioting is playing the fight of the Jin Ge and Iron Horse, then Nie Ran should be blowing the remnants of the post-war body, and the flute sounds like chants, sad and melancholy.

However, after Xiao Suo saw Pingchuan riding a horse, his bold heart turned into tenderness, until the sound of the flute gradually became like a gossamer, the song ended, the remaining sound was endless, and the audience was silent for a while.

With a shout of applause to break the silence, the enthusiasm regained in the building, a little girl stepped forward to Nie Ran and said: "Master, please come with me to listen to Mei Xuan and wait for a while, and my lady will come afterwards."

Nie Ran smiled without leaving a trace, I sighed and nodded at him.

We soon saw the legendary Wu Pingting.

I have to say that she is a very beautiful person, that face is like drawn in ink painting, and the whole room makes her bright and moving as soon as she enters the door.

Nie Ran and I stood up as a courtesy. She gave us a light glance, "Who is the one who is against me?"

I was stunned, and Nie Ran started to compare with me and said, "I just want to get a glimpse of my friend's light to see the girl's face. If I take the liberty, I hope the girl will not be offended."

Wu Pingting's expression surfaced in sorrow, "I don't see any casual people."

Nie Ran said, "It's abrupt, so I won't bother anymore." He turned his head and looked at me, "Brother Bai, I'll go to the outer hall and wait for you first." After we installed the door, we only left the two of us in the house.

I arched my hand towards her with a smile, and was about to open my mouth. Wu Pingting suddenly popped a sword blade from my sleeve to hit my chest, and said in a deep voice, "You are not the one who plays the flute." Then I looked at my neck and asked: "What's the intention of a woman pretending to be a man and mixing into the Yueyue Tower?"

I sighed rather helplessly, and took out Princess Yujian from my arms to show her, "My name is Xiao."

Wu Pingting took the sword after seeing it, took a step back vigilantly, leaning forward and said: "It turns out that it is Princess Xiangyi, the girl has clumsy eyes, and she was rude just now. I hope the princess will forgive me."

I sat down and smiled, "The one who doesn't know is not guilty."

Wu Pingting's attitude was respectful: "I wonder why the princess is coming here?"

I didn't want to go around in circles, and said bluntly: "Don't hide from Miss Wu, I'm investigating an old case. This case is related to Miss Wu."

Wu Pingting smiled upon hearing the words, "Invite Yuelou to open the door to do business. She has never done any illegal activities, let alone any case involved..."

"The old case I'm referring to is not the invitation to Yuelou, but Shangwei Escort. Miss Wu was the only survivor when the door was destroyed seven years ago. Regarding that case..."

Wu Pingting's face changed slightly, and she intercepted my words: "It's a curtain of the sky that the people's daughter can live alive. It's hard to look back on the past, and I hope the princess will understand one or two things."

The expected attitude.

"It turns out that Miss Wu didn't want to find the murderer who killed your whole family back then," I said: "Since this is the case, why bother to find someone on the grounds of Duiqu?"

Wu Pingting looked up suddenly.

I smiled, "When Miss Caiwu saw my friend who played the flute, her eyes went dark. Isn't she disappointed that he is not the one you were looking for?"

Her figure was silent for a moment in the light, and said: "Who does the princess think I am looking for?"

I swiped the fan and shook and said, "The case of Shangwei Escort’s door-killing was not spared from the dart head to the clerk, but you who escaped from the dead not only did not hide, and opened this invitation moon tower with greater fanfare, why not? It's incredible..."

"It wasn't until I listened to Ms. Wu's music that I realized that Ms. Wu didn't want to hide, but to find someone. The person she was looking for was a man who could play the flute."

"So I was thinking, is this man related to the murder case of that year?"

"Seven years ago, Miss Wu was in her twenty-eighth year. What would happen if she met a man who could play with her piano?"

Wu Pingting suddenly squinted her eyes when she heard here, and laughed out loud, "Princess Xiangyi really deserves her reputation...Yes, my father, my elder brother, and my fellow students were all killed by him."

I was stunned.

There was a mocking smile on her face, "killed by the person I admire most."

Seven years ago, Wu Pingting was just a pure and beautiful little girl. At the age of sixteen, it was when the heart of spring was sprung, but the **** was full of big bosses who shouted and killed, and no one could communicate with her. Some delicate and careful things.

One day and one night she was playing the piano alone in the courtyard, and the other end of the wall suddenly floated into the sound of flute and her heart music. The so-called friend is hard to find. She was unable to cover her heart and pushed out the door. Standing under the moon was a handsome man facing towards you. She smiled politely, and since then, evil origins.

Wu Pingting said that this man was called Fengli, and I almost missed it as pineapple without paying attention. No one would call this name, OK?

It's a pity that Wu Pingting didn't have half of my wisdom. She fell in love with the sweet words of pineapple and introduced him to her father. Fengli said that he was an official of the Criminal Ministry and was very sincere in marrying his daughter.

Wu Pingting's father couldn't help himself when he heard that the other party was a court official, so he regarded him as a future son-in-law and often called him to the **** to eat meat and drink.

The relationship between these two exchanges is naturally closer.

Fengli learned that the **** was not very good, and one day hurried to reveal an internal news that the emperor wanted to capture the traitors. If you can catch them for the government, you will definitely be happy, and it is very likely that the **** will be called the emperor dart. .

Of course Wu Pingting's father wanted to make this business, but she thought about it again, how could they have such a great deal of capacity for people who could not even be caught by the court?

Pineapple patted her chest and said that there is no need to worry. He has arranged for someone to break into the traitor. This person will follow them all the way and leave clues. You can just wait and catch it.

When I heard this, I subconsciously said: "The traitor is Jun Jinzhi, and the spy is picking honey?"

Wu Pingting was shocked, "The princess knows this person?"

"She used to be my personal court lady, but since that night she has disappeared. You go ahead."

So that night, Wu Pingting's father made a plan with Pineapple, and finally decided to split the troops into two ways, one was her father personally led to hunt down Jun Jinzhi, and the other was led by her elder brother to hunt down Jun Jinzhi's son.

Unexpectedly, the eldest brother was escaped by a breakout, and her father would directly let Jun Jinzhi go.

This change in the situation was really unexpected, and I couldn't help but interrupt her: "Could it be that your father doesn't want to make this transaction?"

Wu Pingting said: "My father is not unwilling to do business, but he can't do anything after meeting that Jun Jin, and Feng Li has already considered all this early in the morning."

I was dumbfounded for a while, and the key point seemed to be in front of me, "Could it be that... your father and Jun Jinzhi are old friends?"

Wu Pingting nodded, "He had benefited from Jun Jinzhi when he was young. Although he has not seen him for more than ten years, he regards him as a benefactor."

I suddenly wanted to understand, "In other words, Feng Li knew about the relationship between your father and Jun Jinzhi from the beginning. He approached you and deliberately asked your father to participate, not to capture the traitor, but... Another picture?"

Wu Pingting glanced at me in surprise, and said, "The princess is really quick in her mind."

That night, Wu Pingting's father recognized his old friend, and only then knew that Jun Jinzhi was hiding a great secret. In addition to Feng Li, many people under the world were watching this secret.

And Jun Jinzhi worried that this secret would die with this pursuit, so there was really no hope for the restoration of the country.

Wu Pingting's father decisively helped them escape hundreds of miles away.

Unexpectedly, Fengli suddenly appeared. Jun Jinzhi didn't want to implicate others, so he slashed Wu Pingting's father. The dress was wounded by the fight, and finally escaped with his wife alone.

Feng Li naturally didn't believe it, but didn't expose them on the spot. He even pretended to leave a doctor for Wu Pingting's father, and kept chasing him with a group of people.

I asked: "Your father is carrying Jun Jinzhi's secret, why not find his son and tell him the truth?"

She paused for a long time before saying: "At that time, Jun Jinzhi's son was missing. My father had no choice but to return to the dart board before making plans. Unexpectedly, Fengli would come after a few days. He wanted to ask my father for a secret. Where, my father kept silent. That night, he ordered people to kill everyone in the escort, in front of my father and me, as well as my eldest brother."

I can't imagine the scene of my sweetheart killing all of my dearest relatives, but the more calm and faint the tone of Wu Pingting talked about this period, the more shocking.

"How did you escape in the end?"

Wu Pingting seemed to smile, "My father told me what he wanted to know about his ears, and after he finished speaking, he cut off his meridians and died. And I became the only person in the world who knew the secret."

I silently said, "That's it. Since Feng Li wants to know the secret, he won't hurt your life."

This pineapple is ruthless and neat, and his character is unscrupulous. I think that I am going to be an enemy, and I suddenly feel cold all over my body.

Wu Pingting didn't say a word when seeing me, and said: "Why doesn't the princess ask him why he didn't arrest me and torture me to extort a confession?"

I shook my head: "He knows that you hate him. The more you persecute, the more you will die together. If I were him, it would be better to let you go and send someone to follow you secretly. Maybe you can get clues from it. Otherwise, he will be Pick off your hamstrings and hamstrings, and you can't leak a word."

Wu Pingting closed her eyes, "In these years, I have never been to the place my father told me about, and he has never appeared once, but I know that one day, he will come to me personally. At that time, I will kill him."

I dare not expose Wu Pingting to kill such a terrible person on the basis of you.

But after Wu Pingting did everything, she quickly turned back to the question just now: "The princess just said that picking honey is your personal court lady. In this case, is Feng Li and the princess have something to do with?"

I sighed, "Everyone who has the possibility has thought about it. I really don't have a clue."

"So... why did the princess bother to re-investigate this case?"

I glanced at her, "Did you give the dog food to the nectar picker back then, and follow the son of Junjin all the way?"

Wu Pingting said frankly: "Not bad."

I hesitated and closed the fan, "Ms. Wu, I said you don't want to be impulsive. Picking up honey appeared a few days ago, and it has been scammed to death in these years. I think it was all planned by Master Fengli."

Wu Pingting's cold face finally couldn't hold back, "Where is she now?!"

I said: "Don't worry, she is living in the princess's mansion, and there is no movement for the time being. But Miss Wu, with all due respect, that Fengli is scheming and quiet in the dark. Even if she comes to the door, I'm afraid it will be fine. I can't ask the slightest news about him. If you want to lead the snake out of the cave, there is only one plan for now."

Wu Pingting condensed her eyes, "Princess please say."

I got up and walked closer to her: "Please enter the urn, please."

The lonely moon jackdaw outside the window, I told my plan and count. Wu Pingting did not speak for a long time after listening, but no matter how difficult she was, she finally made a choice: "Okay."

I stared at her deeply, "Maybe I will die."

She smiled faintly.

"Have the princess ever experienced despair? When God takes everything away slowly, but you are powerless, you will understand that the unknown is painful when you are born, why you are afraid of suffering after death."

This kind of rhetorical questioning sentence made my feathers stand up inexplicably.

A little waning moon entered the house.

I watched the sky darker, thinking that today I can only stop here.

Before leaving, she remembered something and asked her: "Do you know what the Jun Jinzhi hides? It can make Fengli so nervous that your father will not disclose it to death?"

Wu Pingting said floatingly: "Who knows? But since he is a former royal family, what he has hidden should not be underestimated."

My heart skipped a beat, and I almost thought I was an auditory hallucination, "You, who do you say is the former royal family?"

Seeing that the handle of my trembling face could not be held firmly, she was a little puzzled, "Why, does the princess know that Jun Jinzhi is the former king of Rui?"

The candlelight flicked.

For many days, the mist lingering in my heart was suddenly peeled away. I raised my eyes and saw myself panicked in Wu Pingting's eyes.

Jun Jinzhi is the former king of Rui, and Song Langsheng is the son of former king of Rui.

if so.

Really is so.

The father not only killed Song Langsheng's family, but also smashed all his belongings.

As far as Junjin is concerned, the so-called conspiracy has always been to take back what should belong to him.

So, what separates me from the husband is far more than family hatred.

There is even more national feud.

——————————— The second one, the previous one is also fixed———————————————

"Princess? But what's wrong?"

I was probably in a trance for too long, and Wu Pingting was also upset. I shook my head, and no longer had the intention to say goodbye, so I walked out of the wing.

I once asked Song Langsheng, is there any revenge? At that time he replied: Forget it.

I don't know so.

What is revenge?

Does he know his life experience?

If you know, what kind of heart do you have to be this scumbag, and what kind of feelings are you admitting that you like me?

If you don't know, if you still don't know... Then how will you choose when you expose the truth?

Suddenly remembering that night, he said to me: "I'm just a little scared, and there should be someone or something to separate us."

At that time, I wanted to dig my heart back to him and say me too.

It is because we are afraid to leave each other that we conceal each other.

However, there will always be a day when memories will be restored, and the truth will be revealed.

Why bother to wait until the end of the mountains and rivers, and let God decide where we are going?

Seeing me coming downstairs, Nie Ran followed closely and said, "Are you done talking?"

I stared at Nie Ran blankly, and a lot of things flashed across my mind. After a pause, Fang nodded slightly, wanting to say don't let it go and talk about it another day. But as soon as I stepped on it, my vision was inexplicably blurred, and a dizziness made me almost untenable.

Nie Ran quickly helped me with his eyes and hands, and asked, "Does the princess feel sick?"

I tried my best to rub my eyes and said, "It's okay. I've been doing this occasionally recently. It's probably because my body isn't well developed."

Nie Ran couldn't help but drove me into the carriage and insisted on sending me back to the house. I smacked my lips and couldn't refuse.

When he arrived in front of the princess's mansion, as soon as he jumped off the carriage, Nie Ran said nonchalantly, "If the princess doesn't mind, I want to accept this flute."

When I look back, his face is warm under the light. I don't know when, he seems to be different from the cold Nie Ran at the beginning.

Just now, when I was inviting Yuelou and wandering about where I didn’t know, it was because I saw him and remembered Yuxu’s past that I lifted the cloud in my heart—

If the Hefeng at that time could face the Xu Fang in a more courageous way, instead of passively hiding in the inn and waiting, then the worst would not even say goodbye before becoming a stranger.

This time should not repeat the same mistakes.

Even if Song Langsheng is really a former royal family, even if the indelible grievances between us are hindered, at least he should understand the truth and understand my heart.

I said hello to Nie Ran, and turned around to look for the husband.

But when he stepped into the mansion, Bo Liu saw me and stomped his feet anxiously: "Oh my princess, where have you been? The horseman has been looking for you for most of the day..."

Are you looking for me?

I was startled, "Where is he now?"

Bo Liu panicked and couldn't even speak clearly, "He, he, he is gone."

My heart jumped, "Go? Where to go?"

Uncle Liu shook his head blankly, "It seems to be an official business of the Dali Temple, but it does not seem to be the case. The Madam asked me to tell the princess that he left for a while and died for a month. The princess stayed in the house and waited for him. Don't worry too much about everything, as soon as he finishes his work, he will rush back to meet the princess."

I feel a little dizzy.

What happened to make Song Langsheng leave without saying goodbye?

I was aggrieved for a while, and I was so angry that my chest rose and fell violently, "How long has he gone?"

Uncle Liu was frightened, "One, an hour..."

In one hour, he hurriedly increased his whip and ordered the people to chase after the three official roads from Beijing, and maybe they could still catch up.

As soon as I waved my sleeves, I was about to order. I don't know if it was because I was upset before, and I felt stuffy in my chest when I was so upset.

I held the lapels of my clothes and tried to iron the air, but my lungs stinged when I breathed smoothly.

Suddenly, I felt wrong, my throat was filled with a sweet smell, and my eyes turned black. I only heard Uncle Liu yelling "Princess", it seemed that Ah You was "helping the princess back to her room quickly" and "invite the doctor Zhou to come." The voices were mixed, and then, unable to hold back, closed his eyes and fainted.

I don't know how long, maybe not too long, I almost woke up and sat up on the bed. At first glance I saw Zhou Wenyu who was lowering my head to administer the needle, and Liu Bo and Ah You who were anxiously guarding the house.

There is no Song Langsheng.

"Pluto..." I murmured, and I realized that my voice was not dumb like my own voice, "How long has the pony been walking?"

Uncle Liu trembled and said: "It's been more than two hours... Your Majesty, first lie down, don't overwork... The old slave has sent someone into the palace to tell the Prince to go down..."

For more than two hours, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch it.

At this time, Zhou Wenyu had already closed the needle, and I rolled down my sleeves, unable to say: "You all step back first, this princess is really tired, and I will talk about everything when the prince comes."

"Princess." Zhou Wenyu said suddenly: "The old man has something to say to the princess alone."

After Liu Bo and Ah You retreated, I turned around and raised the soft pillow. Seeing Zhou Wenyu burying my head from start to finish, I didn't dare to look at me, and asked, "What's the matter?"

It is expected that the next moment he knelt down and raised his head, with tears in his eyes, "The princess...the princess...Is the old man incompetent..."

Seeing him like this, my heart sank a little, "What do you mean...what do you mean?"

Zhou Wenyu trembled almost every word he said: "The reason why the princess fainted...not from excessive fatigue, but from poison... poisonous hair..."

I was at a loss, "Poison? What, what kind of poison?"

"Wang Hun San, princess Wang Hun San... When the mandala is poisoned, the meridians of the whole body will gradually turn purple..." Zhou Wenyu whispered incoherently, "It is not Tianshan Mandala, but Mandala... how could it be? What about the mandala..."

There was a buzz in my head, and my hands almost subconsciously clenched the quilt, "You mean, the one in this palace is the Wanghunsan made by the mortal poison mandala?"

Zhou Wenyu nodded hard, and then looked up in disbelief, "Did the princess and the younger brother set a trap that day? It clearly means that the princess was caught by the Tianshan mandala, which was unimpeded by her life, and how could she..."

I opened my sleeves, only to find that the meridians on my wrists were gradually turning blue. I remembered the abnormal syncope in recent days, and the fear and chill were like thousands of tiny insects swimming across every inch of my skin.

The Wanghunsan that the prince gave Song Langsheng is indeed the Wanghunsan that is not lethal.

Although he pretended to be poisoned at that time, I also remember that I never took the poison. But for so long, watching Song Langsheng still reluctant to tell the truth, I thought it was something that happened later, and he served me Wanghunsan again.

That's why he rushed to Kanglin Mansion to conduct a secret investigation when he heard that the medicine had changed.

But Xiao Qitang, why did you forget, Han Fei told you when he was still there, you had already dropped Song Langsheng's pills.

The medicine in his hand is just ordinary dough at all.

Has the truly non-fatal Wang Hun Scattered into your bag?

I suddenly remembered the wooden box I saw in the low cabinet when I was packing up the study this morning.

Regardless of Zhou Wenyu's obstruction, he opened the quilt, barefoot, and staggered to the study one step at a time, and found the red sandalwood box that was half a square square.

Open it, and a brown pill lies quietly in the box.

It seems that what I am in is the only possible poison that can kill people.

Zhou Wenyu followed in step by step. I stared at the pill dumbly and asked, "How long can I live in this palace..."

"The father, the princess..."

"Say!"

Zhou Wenyu met my eyes and hurriedly avoided, "At most one month...or...less than one month..."

A month? Can't I see the consort again until I die?

I closed my eyes vigorously, "What happens when the poison goes out...?"

His voice was indescribably desolate, "The pain is unbearable, and the internal organs are festered... No, but the old man will try to reduce the pain of the princess... needles, medicines, and..."

"You go out." I opened my eyes indifferently and closed the wooden box. "Don't tell anyone about this."

Zhou Wenyu didn't dare to touch me. As soon as he left, my whole body was hollowed out, my whole body slumped softly on the seat, and the tears that had been holding back for a long time still rolled out drop by drop and rolled onto my neck. Roll into the chest.

The night breeze blew in from outside the window, and I was so thankful that my voice was dumb, so that the sound of choking could be covered by the wind, and I didn't have to alarm anyone.

I thought I was not so afraid of death.

You can hunt for death after being abandoned, stand up against arrows in the assassin like a forest, and let your fate in the fire.

But when is it time, when knowing that one's own time is approaching, will the heart be so clear in fear?

In my dim tearful eyes, I found a letter pressed with a paperweight on the book case.

The six words "Princess My Wife Kiss" on the envelope appeared.

It is indeed the handwriting of the husband.

I came back to my senses, wiped away my tears with the back of my hand, and opened the letter.

The letter said:

Atang, because the incident happened suddenly, don't blame me for leaving without saying goodbye. Fear of being read by others, it is difficult to understand the cause.

I have tried several times to tell the truth, but I don't want to find you after searching all over the capital while making up my mind.

I regret not being able to tell it in person.

Or when I return, your memory has been restored.

I don't know at that time, you will suffer from it or forget it.

Right now, I have only one wish.

I hope you can trust me no matter what you remember.

Song Langsheng's heart has not been shaken since the day he fell in love with Xiao Qitang.

No matter what the situation, no matter what the experience, no matter what the life experience.

Otherwise, there is nothing to ask for, but you are safe.

Song Langsheng book.

I read it again and again, until the words on the paper were blurred by tears.

The letter is silent, the tears are silent, as if even breathing is silent.

Only one room was left empty.

—(End of this chapter!)

The author has something to say: Because the article is slower, you may forget a lot of previous information, and you may not understand it. Here is an explanation.

Let me talk about Wanghunsan first.

Everyone still remember that Wang Hun San was mentioned for the first time in this article as the princess who was told by the genius Doctor Zhou that she had returned from amnesia. At that time, the princess thought this medicine was very strange, why should people lose their memory first and then let them die. So she asked Doctor Zhou if there was a possibility that it was not fatal, and when she asked, it was true. There are two medicines, one is called Datura (poisonous), and the other is Tianshan Datura (non-toxic). According to Zhou, the only person in the world who can make this medicine is his junior (Kang Lin). So the princess went to find Kang Lin for verification. And Kang Lin said that in the past few years, two pills have been made, one is toxic and the other is not. So the princess later asked Kang Lin to talk about the problem with the non-toxic drug, and then brought Song Langsheng out...At this time, the doctor Zhou and Kang Lin also thought that the princess’s poison was not fatal. …

But then the princess in the Memories remembered that the consort was actually not poisoned at the time, so the mystery has not been solved as to why the princess was still poisoned in the end... Originally, the princess thought that the consort would eventually be poisoned. It will definitely not be fatal (at this point she still has confidence in the consort). As a result, I didn't expect that the poison in myself was deadly. Only then did she remember that in Han Fei's article, she had dropped the non-lethal medicine in the hands of the cohort. In other words, the poison in her had always been deadly.

…Does you understand that?

Let's talk about Rui Wang.

In the previous chapter, King Rui was mentioned as a more popular prince from the previous dynasty, and he was considered the leader of the conspiracy case, alias Jun Jinzhi, Song's father. Because of the failure of the rebellion, he ran away overnight, but he still had very important things in his hands (maybe it was a very rich treasure or maybe a soldier amulet or something), so in order to get this thing, Pineapple used Wu Pingting’s father Go ask the whereabouts of those things. (Because King Rui trusts Wu Pingting's father so much that he may be dying, so he tells the secret to someone he can trust and then asks him to tell his son.) As a result, Wu Pingting's father can't find Song. At this time, Feng Li He killed him again. In order to keep her daughter, she told her the secret...

I think I’ve written this paragraph very clearly... I don’t understand why everyone is clamoring and can’t understand this paragraph... Then after explaining it like this, do you still understand?

In the end, if you keep saying that you don’t understand, it means... don’t understand where Song Langsheng has gone, what happened to him...I haven’t written those things yet! ! ! You will understand in the next chapter~~ At the end of the end...please leave a message...if you have any questions...and leave a message! I will answer, the most important thing is, if I really did not understand, I have to correct it! ! !