Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

Yu Wenhong looked at it, and his legs were almost weak in fright.

This, isn't this the Shadow Guard he placed outside and manipulated Tie Lianhua!

Why, Uncle... Caught it so quickly!

This Shadow Guard, but among his subordinates, is the one with the best lightness and concealment...

He looked at Yuwen Yin with complicated eyes again.

An ominous premonition suddenly rose in my heart.

"Back to the emperor, this king believes that this person is one of the masterminds behind the scenes."

Yu Wenyin ignored his shock and picked up the iron lotus again.

Pointing to a certain iron petal, there is an inconspicuous sunken mark, and he continues to explain, "The opening of this iron lotus is not a mechanism, but is forced to open by an external force."

"When Concubine Xian was dancing the spear, this king vaguely noticed that a strange inner breath was coming towards Concubine Xian, so he secretly confirmed its source and assigned Qingfeng Mingyue to track it down."

"No, I took this person back."

He walked slowly to the shadow guard, picked him up easily, and casually threw him in front of Yu Wenhong.

Fudan smiled and said, "Please the emperor to investigate."

Seeing the shadow guard who was trembling on the ground and didn't dare to speak, Yu Wenhong couldn't help clenching his hands secretly.

In the end, he continued to ask unwillingly, "How can Uncle Huang be sure that the one who secretly attacked Tie Lianhua was this Shadow Guard?"

He said, suddenly sneered, and quickly glanced at Qingfengmingyue, "There are many masters in this palace, not to mention the shadow guards under my command, the two confidants of Uncle Huang, I am afraid that they also have the ability to knock things out of the air. ?"

When everyone heard this, they nodded thoughtfully.

That's right, just based on King Yin's one-sided remarks, it seems that it is indeed impossible to conclude this.

He said yes, that's it?

Unexpectedly, at this time, Yu Wenyin shook his head with a smile.

"Of course this king still has evidence."

He turned around and walked back to his banquet table, holding up the wine glass full of fine wine.

Presented to Yu Wenhong, he smiled and said, "In the silver needle shot by the iron lotus flower, there is a hidden poison that is as famous as the legendary Wu Jue San, the strange poison in the Western Regions - the poison of the Bliss Pill."

"This poison combined with alcohol will show a faint blue color, which is very easy to identify."

After speaking, Yu Wenyin took out a piece of white paper and poured the wine on it.

Sure enough, the paper was instantly dyed light blue.

"This poison must be from behind the scenes. We just need to search the shadow guard to see if there is any such thing, and the truth will be revealed."

The voice fell, and Qingfeng Mingyue immediately began to search her body.

Soon, a strange package of medicinal pills was found.

Without waiting for Yuwenhong to recover from the shock, Yuwenyin immediately said, "Your Majesty, if this king remembers correctly, this bliss pill is the same as Wujue San, but they were all seized by General Xiang from the captives of the Western Regions and turned over to the treasury. of."

As he spoke, he suddenly frowned and smiled, pretending to be puzzled, "Alas, how could this treasure of the treasury end up in the hands of such servants..."

"...Well, you thief, dare to steal this precious trophy!"

Yu Wenhong was worried that his uncle would be shaking more and more, and he couldn't do it for a while, so he had to force a conclusion.

He gritted his teeth secretly and waved his big hand fiercely, "Someone!...Drag this Shadow Guard out and behead it!"

"...Your Majesty! Your Majesty!!"

The Shadow Guard wailed and was dragged out by the Janissaries.

Right now, the storm seems to be a foregone conclusion, and the curtain has come to an end, but everyone's mood has long been destroyed, and the good concubine ceremony is just nothing.

...

"...This Murong Xuan, is she courting death!"

Not long after leaving the auditorium, Yu Wenhong had nowhere to vent his anger, and wanted to ask Murong Xuan to question.

However, on his way to the Chonghua Hall, he first bumped into his dear uncle.

This is Jiagen!

Thank you Jun Moxi, garbled Jun, indifferent and pure white for the reward~

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