Mastering the bugs of the world, I won numbness in the comprehension text

"Princess Princess, you are finally here, come and help His Highness the Seventh Prince!"

The maids waiting on the side knelt down and asked for help.

Lingyu stepped forward and couldn't help but sigh when she saw his appearance.

"He looks like he is terminally ill."

When the maids heard this, they were so frightened that their faces turned pale.

"Princess, please don't talk nonsense! How could Master Qi be so ill? Don't curse Master Qi!"

Lingyu said lightly: "I didn't curse him, I just discussed the matter. His injury has indeed recovered, but I think he is not willing to return to the capital, and even wants to stay away from the court. You might as well think about it, if

He doesn’t want to go back to the capital, so why not take this opportunity to leave the capital?”

When the maids heard this, they all fell into thinking.

"Do you think he can really be reborn after being injured this time? If this is the case, then he can become the most noble bloodline of the royal family, and from now on he will no longer have to rely on others to act. But what if?

No? Will he be arrested? "

When everyone heard this, their faces turned pale.

"Miss, His Highness Seventh is the younger brother of His Highness the Crown Prince, and His Highness the Crown Prince will never let him go!" one of the maids said in horror.

Lingyu said this without hesitation, and calmly observed the person on the bed, but he didn't move at all, as if he had really fainted.

Lingyu was not sure whether Murong Cheyu was a good actor or was really sick.

But... these are not her concerns. As long as he is not dead, what does other things have to do with her?

"By the way, this is the tonic that His Highness the Crown Prince asked me to bring. Now it seems that this medicine is not suitable for His Highness the Seventh Prince's disease..."

Lingyu taught the seventh prince's personal maids things, told them to take good care of them, and left.

I didn't gain much from this trip.

The night is as cool as water, with cold stars and a cold moon hanging high.

There is no clue as to the cause of the death of the fourth princess Murong Qianqian. Although there are some signs that it may be the hands and feet of the prince, there is no solid evidence, and the prince has many enemies...those signs may not be the actions of someone with intentional intentions.

The prince had no reason to kill his half-sister.

Lingyu thought about many things and tossed and turned in bed.

The next day, I went to the college with two dark circles under my eyes, but before I could listen to the master's lecture, I was invited to the clan mansion for tea.

"What? His Seventh Prince is critically ill?" How could it be such a coincidence!

She just went to visit him yesterday and he became critically ill today. The same was true for Murong Qianqian.

"I heard that the princess went to deliver medicine to His Highness the Seventh Prince yesterday?"

Lingyu nodded: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince asked me to visit His Highness Seventh Prince and bring him a bottle of elixir..."

"His Royal Highness Seventh has been poisoned." The servant of the Zongren Mansion interrupted her.

"What?" Lingyu's eyes widened, "How could it be possible? Yesterday, the prince asked me to go to the Imperial Hospital to treat His Highness the Seventh Prince..."

"This is the intention of the Crown Prince. His Highness Seventh is critically ill, and the Crown Prince ordered you to come in person. Now that you are here in person, even if His Highness Seventh is dead, it has nothing to do with you!"

"Can......"

"Nothing, His Royal Highness is already waiting outside!"

Lingyu had no choice but to follow him to the county government office and met a man at the door.

"Who are you?" Lingyu asked coldly.

"I'm here to pick you up." The man smiled, "His Royal Highness would like to invite you to have a cup of tea."

Lingyu frowned: "No need."

"Miss Lingyu, aren't you curious about what is mixed with the tea that His Highness the Crown Prince invited you to drink?" The man smiled half-heartedly, "This is your favorite tea."

"What does this mean?"

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince asked me to tell you, where is the evidence that you murdered the seventh prince and the fourth princess? It all depends on how you decide."

Lingyu's heart trembled slightly.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is already aware of the news that the Seventh Prince is seriously ill. The funeral will be held in the near future. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince hopes that you can attend the funeral. I wonder what Miss Lingyu thinks of it?" the man asked.

Lingyu's face instantly turned pale, and she almost fell down.

The man helped her: "Are you okay?"

Lingyu shook his head and forced a smile: "It's okay."

Lingyu left in a hurry.

Murong Qianqian's death, the prince's sudden invitation... She felt as if she had fallen into a trap.

She originally thought that there were only the Crown Prince and the Seventh Prince Murong Cheyu at this banquet, but now it seems that it is not that simple.

"Brother Prince, will Miss Lingyu come?" Murong Qianqian's personal maid asked.

The prince snorted coldly: "She is Murong Che's person, how could she help Murong Cheyu! It's too late for her to hate him!"

When the maid heard these words, she suddenly felt a little uneasy.

The prince's guess is not unreasonable...

"Your Highness, is Miss Lingyu really not coming? Then what does she mean? Does she really not care about the life or death of His Highness Seventh?"

"Lingyu is our best chess piece. Now that the chess piece has expired, we have no use for it." The prince said viciously, "I would like to see how brave this woman is to dare to go against me?"

!"

The prince's eyes flashed with crazy hatred.

"Miss Lingyu, please come in!"

A gorgeously dressed woman stood at the door and respectfully invited Lingyu to enter the house.

Lingyu walked in and found that there was another person inside!

Her pupils suddenly narrowed.

The news of Murong Qianqian's death has spread throughout Kyoto City. She originally thought that the news of Murong Cheyu's death was false, but now it seems that it is true!

"Miss Lingyu, please come this way." The beautiful woman in gorgeous clothes guided her towards the backyard.

Lingyu was full of doubts, but she did not reject the woman's proposal.

Lingyu followed the woman into the backyard and found that it was filled with all kinds of flowers and was full of life.

The woman stopped and turned to look at Lingyu.

"Girl, these flowers can detoxify hundreds of poisons. If you need them, just pick them. The slave is watching and will never disturb you!" the woman said.

Lingyu's heart became more wary: "Thank you very much."

The woman smiled slightly and left.

Lingyu looked at the colorful flowers and couldn't help but sigh, can these flowers really cure all diseases?

Her eyes fell on a huge ginkgo tree.

The leaves of this ginkgo tree are gray-brown, the tree is thick, the crown is high, the leaves are lush, and the branches are luxuriant. There are many red leaves growing on the tree, and some even have a ruby-like fruit hanging on it.

These fruits exude a beguiling fragrance that makes people intoxicated.

Lingyu's heart moved.

I wonder if the fruit of this ginkgo tree can cure Murong Cheyu's poison?

She took a few steps closer and looked at the ginkgo tree carefully.

There are many red fruits on the tree, some of which are already ripe, and the tender flesh inside can still be vaguely seen.

A smile appeared on the corner of Lingyu's mouth.

Now that she has arrived, she cannot leave empty-handed.

She wants every fruit on this tree.

Lingyu knelt down and gently stroked the tree trunk.

"It's so beautiful. The fruits on this tree are also very tempting... I wonder if I can eat one to increase my power?" Lingyu murmured.

At this moment, a voice sounded.

"Sorry, this tree already has an owner." A gentle voice suddenly sounded, with a hint of laziness.

Lingyu looked up in surprise and saw Murong Cheyu.

He was sitting on a wooden stake, his face was pale, but his eyes were still clear, but he was a little more tired.

"Murong Cheyu?!" Lingyu looked at Murong Cheyu in shock, "How did you..."

"How come I'm not dead?"

Lingyu's heart skipped a beat and her face turned pale.

"What do you want to do?"

"I want to eat your blood fruit." A faint smile appeared on Murong Cheyu's lips, "I haven't tasted blood for a long time."

"You! Despicable!" Lingyu was furious.

"I just want to find some blood food to fill my stomach. Nothing else. Don't worry, I won't hurt you. I just ate your blood fruit." Murong Cheyu said with a smile.

"Murong Cheyu, you dare to touch me!"

Murong Cheyu's smile became even brighter: "What do you think?"

"I will kill you." Lingyu said through gritted teeth.

"Haha, then you should try it." Murong Cheyu smiled even more happily.

"You think I don't dare to kill you?" Lingyu's eyes shot out an icy cold light.

"If you don't believe me, you can try it."

"Do you think I dare not?" Lingyu drew his sword.

Murong Cheyu looked at Lingyu with a smile, as if he was watching a show.

Lingyu clenched the long sword in her hand.

"Miss Lingyu, are you sure you really want to kill me?" Murong Cheyu asked.

Lingyu said nothing, she didn't know whether to believe Murong Cheyu or not.

There was a faint worry in her heart, worried that Murong Cheyu was causing suspicion. But if she didn't take action, how could he give up such an opportunity?

Lingyu was hesitant, and the sword in his hand still didn't come out.

Murong Cheyu smiled and said: "My life is in your hands. If you really kill me, then I have no choice but to blame you for your bad luck..."

"Shut up! You don't have to risk your life to scare me!" Lingyu said coldly.

Murong Cheyu stopped talking and continued to admire the spiritual jade.

Lingyu gritted her teeth and stabbed Murong Cheyu with her sword!

Just when the spirit jade was about to stab Murong Cheyu, her wrist was grabbed by Murong Cheyu.

Murong Cheyu's hand was so strong that she felt as if her entire arm was about to break.

Lingyu struggled, but to no avail.

"Murong Cheyu, what do you want?!" Lingyu said angrily.

Murong Cheyu slowly let go of her hand and looked at her with complicated eyes.

"Your wrist is very beautiful, what a pity." Murong Cheyu sighed.

"You bastard!" Lingyu stared at Murong Cheyu angrily.

"I'm a bastard? I'm just saving you." Murong Cheyu said coldly.

"I don't need your pity! You are doing this just because you want to get something from me. Murong Cheyu, don't show your true face!" Lingyu sneered.

"Yes, you are indeed smart, and I do want to get something from you, but I am not pitying you." Murong Cheyu smiled and said, "Your wrist is so beautiful, why don't you let me play with it for a few days."