As soon as New Year's Eve passed, it was the first month of the year. Banquets were held in various palaces in the capital, and there was still lively singing and dancing. However, there was an undercurrent inside and outside the palace.
The astrological master of the Ministry of Rites observed the sky at night and said that a general star had fallen, and Fang Zilan was seriously ill, which seemed to coincide with it.
Wen Ya thought again and again and finally reported Fang Zilan's poisoning to Li Shengxuan. However, in order to avoid Li Shengxuan's suspicion on him, he concealed the frost poison when reporting it, saying only that the poison was so severe that it was difficult to cure.
Li Shengxuan knew clearly in his heart that the person who poisoned him was not only going for Fang Zilan, but also for Mo Han. Once Fang Zilan falls, Mo Han will have no one to protect him, and the revised new law will be delayed again and again until it comes to nothing.
Sure enough, in just a few days, Mo Han had been assassinated twice after leaving the Yue Kingdom's palace only three or five times. If Zheng Yan and Chu Bin hadn't been there to protect him, he would have died on the streets.
So Li Shengxuan secretly sent more people to guard near the Duke of Yue's mansion. As for the Duke of Yue's mansion, he also sent many people out on the grounds that they would go home to visit relatives during the New Year.
According to A Wan and Wen Ya's calculations, Fang Zilan should have been in the mansion on the day she was poisoned. However, no matter how Xiao Xuan'er, Mo Han and Chu Bin investigated, they never found the poisoner.
When Cong Rong was delivering medicine that day, she met Wen Ya who was diagnosing Fang Zilan's pulse. She put the medicine bowl on the table and was about to turn around and leave, but she heard Wen Ya say: "Miss Cong, please stay."
"Mr. Wen, what are your orders?" Cong Rong lowered her eyebrows. Wen Ya stood up and walked to her side, saying softly: "Fang Zilan was poisoned by frost, was it your fault?"
"Mr. Wen was joking." Cong Rong took a step back calmly, smiled and said, "I'm not that capable yet."
Wen Ya stared at Cong Rong almost critically. She still smiled softly and beautifully, "Mr. Wen, don't you believe me?"
"Miss Cong, aren't you afraid that I will reveal your identity?" Wen Ya's expression turned cold, and Cong Rong couldn't help laughing, "Mr. Wen, you can go ahead and reveal your identity, but I don't know who will lose it first, you or me?" life?"
Wen Ya's expression was stern, and the meaning behind Cong Rong's words was obvious. He had known her identity for a long time, but he had never said a word. Now that Fang Zilan's life and death were unknown due to the frost poison in her body, he jumped out to identify her. It was inevitable that he was suspected of being a thief.
"Miss Cong, are you threatening me?" Wen Ya snorted, and Cong Rong covered her face and smiled: "I don't dare, but the frost poison that Mr. Fang suffered has nothing to do with me. There are many people who want Mr. Fang's life. , but it does not include Cong Rong."
After saying this, she bowed and left. Wen Ya looked at her back with mixed feelings in his heart.
Mo Han, Xiao Xuan'er and Chu Bin are already planning to expose the poisoner. Although they don't know what they want to do, if Cong Rong is involved, she will be exposed sooner or later. By then...
Wen Ya didn't dare to think about it anymore. Even though he knew that Fang Zilan would one day break with the ghost sect, he secretly hoped that this day would come as late as possible...
"Master!" Awan ran in jumping, "Let me do it, you go and have a rest." She said and was about to push Wen Ya out. Wen Ya shook his head and said: "It doesn't matter, you have been watching all night. , I’ll do it.”
"It's okay, I can endure it at my young age." Awan patted her chest with a proud look on her face, Wen Ya helplessly rubbed the top of her hair, "You..."
"That's right." Awan suddenly stopped Wen Ya's words as if he remembered something, "Master, are you going to the palace today to report your condition to His Majesty?"
Wen Ya was stunned for a moment, then withdrew his hand without leaving a trace, "Yeah."
The word "neither light nor serious" made Awan's heart sink. It was rare for her to lie to her master once, and she never expected her master to be so cooperative.
"Master Fang, I'll leave it to you." Wen Ya gave a few instructions and then left the Duke of Yue's Mansion.
Awan breathed a long sigh of relief, suppressing the anxiety in his heart, and secretly prayed that the trap set by Mo Han and the others would be effective and the person who poisoned the poison could be caught.
"A Wan." Xiao Xuan'er walked in and her eyes fell on the table. Seeing this, A Wan followed her gaze and looked over. It was the medicine bowl that Cong Rong had just sent, "Sister Xiao, are you suspicious?" Sister Cong?”
"It's hard to say." Xiao Xuan'er shook her head, calmed her expression and said, "Awan, if the news gets out, someone will be unsafe. You must guard Mr. Fang."
"I know." Awan nodded with a firm expression.
That night, Ah Wan cried out, causing panic in the already uneasy Duke of Yue. She rushed out of Fang Zilan's room, bursting into tears, "It's not good, Mr. Fang...she died..."
Xiao Xuan'er covered her mouth and looked at A Wan in disbelief. Mo Han rushed directly into Fang Zilan's room, followed closely by Chu Bin. However, he had just taken two steps when he heard someone shouting " Sister Cong".
From the corner of their eyes, several people saw Cong Rong rushing to the corridor and fainted with fear. Several maids hurriedly stepped forward to help her, crying and calling Sister Cong.
Seeing this, Zheng Yan retreated to the courtyard wall and told the soldiers guarding the gates of the mansion: "Strictly guard the mansion and do not let the news of Mr. Fang's death spread."
The soldiers of the mansion followed the order and left. No one saw Zheng Yan's figure flash past, disappearing by the courtyard wall, and then appeared in the courtyard where the servants lived in the mansion.
On the other side, Chu Bin and Xiao Xuan'er rolled out the back window of Fang Zilan's room and sneaked into the maid's yard quietly.
The courtyards were brightly lit, and some of the servants and maids were shocked and saddened by the sudden news, while others were discussing their escape in groups.
At this time, in Cong Rong's room, she was sitting on the edge of the couch, looking up at the people pacing in front of her, and said funnyly: "Sister Jia, my head is about to be shaken by you."
"Sister Cong, you said..." The maid named Wu Jia suddenly stopped and held Cong Rong's shoulders, "Fang Zilan is really dead?"
"If you don't believe it, just go and see it with your own eyes." Cong Rong pushed her hand away in a leisurely manner, "Sister Jia, congratulations, you got what you wanted."
Wu Jia was stunned for a moment, with a happy look on his face, but the next moment his face turned full of ferocity, "No, Fang Zilan will not die so easily. If it was a trap, I would have failed."
Before she finished speaking, a silver light flashed in her hand and landed directly on the side of Cong Rong's neck, "Sister Cong, go take a look for me."
"Sister Jia is too impatient." Cong Rong curled her lips and said with a smile: "Why don't you tell me, sister Jia, why you poisoned Mr. Fang, and then I can help you go and take a look."
Wu Jia pursed her lips, and Cong Rong's smile grew brighter as she said to herself: "I still remember that I was really surprised when I saw Sister Jia poisoning her."
"You..." Only then did Wu Jia realize something was wrong, but it was too late.
Cong Rong's slender fingers stroked the sharp blade around her neck, her eyes as charming as silk, "Sister Jia, someone is going to die tonight, why don't you just admit it."
"What did you say?" Wu Jia's hands trembled, and Cong Rong's eyes flashed, and she said charmingly: "As long as you plead guilty, I won't tell the loyal prince behind you, okay?"
