"What? You also want to search my carriage?"
"Don't dare!"
"Why don't you dare? My carriage is right here, go search it! How about I open the door for you?"
There was a faint response, but it was full of coercion and coldness.
Bailiheng was known as the God of Killing, and he had never done anything like killing someone on the street. How could those guards dare to conduct a real search?
"Your Majesty, this is serious. I will see you off respectfully."
The guard stepped aside and bowed his head to see him off, not daring to say any more words.
The door was half open, and with the cool breeze, Bailiheng entered the carriage.
Shi Qinghuan hugged Shi Miaotong and huddled in a corner, like a kitten, which made Baili Heng raise his eyebrows and smile again on his lips.
Shi Qinghuan naturally didn't notice this, and only breathed a sigh of relief when the carriage drove away.
When he raised his eyes, he encountered a lot of gazes from Baili Heng, and his heart trembled.
But when things have developed to this point, they cannot be concealed.
Of course, it is obvious and cannot be concealed.
Not caring at all about Bailiheng's scrutiny, Shi Qinghuan began to feel Shi Miaotong's pulse, and then frowned.
Pointing the acupuncture point upward with two fingers, guiding it all the way, and finally hitting the throat directly, Shi Miaotong spurted out a mouthful of black blood, which was caught by Shi Qinghuan with a handkerchief.
Weapons are poisonous.
Shi Qinghuan couldn't help but look up at Bailiheng. Before she could speak, Bailiheng opened his mouth.
"Go and prepare medicinal materials and send them to Qingyue Bank. Also, go to the General's Mansion to send a message. Miss Lin and I will enjoy the moon and return home in the evening."
"Okay!"
Zhang Yue agreed and got out of the carriage, Shi Qinghuan's cold breath gradually dissipated.
"Thank you!"
"No need to thank me, I'm just curious about who the person is who can make you risk your life to save him."
"Sister Miaotong, the daughter of the Duke Protector who joined the army, is also the adopted daughter of the Duke. Like Sister Qinghuan, she was a person who was very good to me."
"It turns out that you are an orphan from the Protector's Palace. I couldn't tell that you are such an emotional person."
"It's affection, and it's also interest. She is the only person I have seen who survived the Zhengyang Rebellion. She must know a lot of inside information. This is what I need."
Shi Qinghuan's expression was as usual, and what he said was reasonable. Bailiheng's eyes did not continue, and he sighed and leaned lazily to one side.
"Miss Lin, I still have to remind you that if a person's heart is too hot, he will not be decisive enough in what he does, and the chance of success will be much lower. Cooperation with me is a taboo."
"There won't be a next time."
"Well, also, if you want to be a liar, you have to stick to it."
The words were vague, but Shi Qinghuan understood what he meant.
He was referring to her medical skills.
But since Bailiheng could mention this and just asked Zhang Yue to prepare medicine so neatly, it means that he knew about this from the beginning.
"How did you know?"
"It's very simple. When we first met in the alley, you were poisoned, but when we met again, you had already eliminated the poison. The people in the general's residence will not help you, so there is only one explanation, yourself!"
Hearing this, Shi Qinghuan chuckled helplessly and laughed at himself.
"So you were the one leading me into this in the first place."
She thought she was taking advantage of him, but in the end, his game was set up from the beginning.
But why?
What's the point of luring her into the situation?
Seemingly seeing Shi Qinghuan's doubts, Bailiheng smiled lightly and said, "At first, I just wanted to see what you, with two faces, wanted to do. I gave you a choice. You chose to join the game, and you happened to have it. What I want, I can also be used by you, we both get along well with each other."
I have to say that Bailiheng is very good at this point, and his words are straightforward enough.
Make use of each other and get along well with each other.
If you speak frankly, you will act more carelessly in the future.
"That's fine."
Shi Qinghuan said two simple words, and his heart calmed down.
Bailiheng, however, held his head with one hand and looked over again, with interest and probing in his eyes.
"There's another thing I'm curious about. From just now until now, you haven't asked about King Maple's condition. Could it be that... you're not afraid that he's dead?"
"He can't die. With his ability, Sister Miaotong can't kill him!"
"His abilities... do you know very well?"
Shi Qinghuan was not afraid of Bailiheng's test and raised her eyes to look directly into his.
"If you had an opponent who had to be killed, wouldn't you know his strength?"
"Good explanation!"
Bailiheng smiled slightly and looked back, half believing it or not.
He raised his hand to open the curtain on one side and looked at the sky.
"It seems like the moonlight is pretty good tonight!"
The carriage stopped and reached the bank of Qingyue.
Zhang Tong helped Shi Miaotong into the side room.
Bailiheng didn't follow.
"We adults are busy, so we won't watch Miss Lin save people. All the medicinal materials are in the next room. Also, Xiaohuan will stay to help. She will stay outside the hospital and will come in only after Miss Lin orders her."
After explaining, Zhang Tong also withdrew.
Shi Qinghuan didn't think much, and hurried to the next door, got something, first helped Shi Miaotong stop the bleeding, and then gave her detoxifying pills, and then made the appropriate soup.
The huge courtyard was deserted and so quiet that even the sound of sparks flying into the air could be heard.
Shi Qinghuan's lips curled up slightly.
This is Bailiheng's respect for her.
But she couldn't give it all.
We have to treat Shi Miaotong as soon as possible and then leave here.
Fortunately, Shi Miaotong's injuries were not serious. He only looked critical due to the poisoning.
Now that the poison has been removed, my pulse is calm.
Shi Qinghuan sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Shi Miaotong's pale face, his eyes filled with distress.
How did she spend all these years?
Even now, he is still assassinating Cheng Yangfeng, and even if he thinks about it, he still cannot let go of his hatred.
But in the end, I am happy. No matter what, I am glad that she is still alive.
The light in his eyes revealed hope and expectation.
She always thought that no one was alive in the Protectorate Palace.
Now Shi Miaotong is here, which is an unexpected surprise.
Does that also mean...maybe there are others who survived?
Holding Shi Miaotong's hand tightly, Shi Qinghuan knew that she was awake as Shi Miaotong's breathing became heavier.
Almost immediately, Shi Miaotong grabbed Shi Qinghuan's wrist with one hand, jumped up, and directly grabbed Shi Qinghuan's throat with the other hand.
The murderous look in his eyes had not faded away, and he looked around cautiously.
"who are you?"
Shi Qinghuan did not resist, but simply explained, "Sister Miaotong, I am Manyun, I saved you!"
Shi Qinghuan was dressed delicately. Looking at her face, Shi Miaotong gradually recalled, "Manyun from General Lin's Mansion?"
"it's me!"
There was no danger at all, so Shi Miaotong let go of Shi Qinghuan and said, "You are so old!"
Shi Miaotong had met Lin Manyun when he was a child.
Turning over and getting out of bed, Shi Miaotong's face turned a little pale from the pain of the wound.
"Where is this?"
"Sister Miaotong, it's not a good place to talk. Can we change places?"
As he spoke, Shi Qinghuan held Shi Miaotong's hand and his expression became serious, "I have something very important to tell you."
To leave Qingyue Pan, firstly, he was afraid that something would happen to Shi Miaotong because this was Bailiheng's residence.
Secondly, she didn't trust Bailiheng that much after all.
Shi Miaotong was originally the queen of the generals, with both civil and military skills. He understood what Shi Qinghuan meant with just one look.
"Okay, change places!"
