Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Punishment. Ling Yun finally waited for Bai Ge from Lian Nanchun to reply, but predictably refused. Princess Chang Qing and Lu Wenzheng were disappointed, but Ling Yun looked calm.
Although he said he refused, Lian Nanchun still came. The two of them left the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Justice one after another and stopped in a secluded alley.
Ling Yun stared at her beautiful and indifferent face, breathed out gently and said: "Chun'er, it's really you..."
Lian Nanchun snorted and said, "Are you surprised?"
Ling Yun's eyes were as deep as the bottom of a pool, filled with countless emotions, "No, I know you will definitely come."
Lian Nanchun slightly raised the corners of his lips, "But just now you said that I didn't come as you expected."
Ling Yun's clear eyes turned, and a sly smile appeared on his face, "You were standing outside the window just now?"
Lian Nanchun's eyes instantly turned cold, "So you've been aware of it for a long time? So you said those words to me on purpose? Ling Yun, are you still playing tricks on me now?"
Ling Yun said: "No, those words are my sincere confession to you. You can forgive me if I die, but I would rather you not come to save me."
"Stop talking! Do you think I will still believe you?..." Lian Nanchun's eyes trembled violently, and he was interrupted by a trembling voice. Without any hesitation, she turned and left.
"Chun'er——" Ling Yun took two steps forward and stopped her.
Lian Nanchun stopped and said expressionlessly: "What else do you have to say?"
"Last time at Laifu Inn, they and I were trapped in the guest room by Li Ruiyun with no way to get in or out. Was it you who saved me?"
Lian Nanchun's delicate body trembled slightly. She raised her face and breathed a sigh of relief. She said nothing and continued to walk forward with a cold face.
Ling Yun just stared at her blankly, his eyes as deep as a cold pool seemed to be filled with a layer of mist, making them hazy.
Lian Nanchun walked a few steps and then turned around, threw a brocade bag with his hand and said: "There is an antidote here, as well as a method to identify hibiscus flower poison. This is the last time you and I will interact. We will never see each other again."
After that, he walked away without looking back.
Silently watching her figure disappearing into the night, Ling Yun's dark eyes were filled with faint waves.
"After so many years, why are you still unwilling to forgive me? You clearly said 'come with empty words and leave without trace', but here you are again; you are here clearly, but you treat me like this..."
He raised his head and couldn't help but think of the two poems she sent him:
"I came with empty words and left without a trace. The moon is slanting upstairs at five o'clock. ..."
The moonlight in the sky is hazy and the stars are brilliant; the osmanthus shadows on the ground are mottled and the wind moves their shadows. It happens to be the fifth update now.
Ling Yun returned to the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Justice in despair.
Everyone opened the brocade bag and saw two exquisite small bottles, one red and one white. There was also a brocade book, which was covered with dots of writing in small regular script and was divided into two paragraphs:
The first paragraph contains a few words: "This is the antidote. Use the red bottle for external application and the white bottle for internal use. Use with caution."
The second paragraph is about the method of identifying hibiscus flower poison.
Princess Chang Qing, Lu Wenzheng and others couldn't help being happy.
Ling Yun was the only one who looked depressed. Thinking about what had just happened, he felt extremely depressed.
After taking the antidote, Ling Yun was cured of his illness, but he was still a bit physically exhausted and needed to rest and recover for a period of time.
Lu Wenzheng here immediately called Sun Wuzuo and asked him to conduct a new autopsy according to the method of identifying hibiscus flower poison mentioned in the brocade book.
The results came out quickly. Caiming was indeed poisoned by hibiscus flower poison during her lifetime!
Lu Wenzheng couldn't help but his eyes lit up.
From this point of view, He Chengqi's drunkenness and murder were indeed a carefully planned and framed case. The mastermind of the case should be someone from the Ding family - and Ding Jinzhi, Ding Yurong and others are the biggest of suspects.
Princess Chang Qing raised her eyebrows and widened her eyes as she said, "The He family and the Ding family have been reconciled for several generations. I really don't understand why Ding Jinzhi would do this?"...
There was a sudden noise outside, and then Tong Er Lu'er rushed in in a panic, saying incoherently: "Sir... Sir, something bad has happened! An assassin broke into the second son He's courtyard!"
Lu Wenzheng's expression suddenly changed. He stood up and breathed quickly: "How is Young Master He doing now?"
"Life or death unknown..."
Lu Wenzheng said sternly: "Assemble manpower immediately and rush to rescue people!"
In the other courtyard where He Chengqi was detained.
Two masked men in black, a man and a woman, were holding long swords and furiously wielding their swords. They killed several guards and broke in like a whirlwind.
Wherever the two of them went, their armor was torn apart and bloody, making them almost invincible. In a blink of an eye, the two of them broke into the inner room.
He Chengqi hid in the corner in panic, huddled up in a ball, watching the two assassins armed with murderous weapons approaching with violence and murderous intent. His face turned pale with horror and he could not say a word.
The man's steps spun around, and as fast as lightning, he reached He Chengqi's side.
Looking at the panicked man in front of him, he chuckled sinisterly, turned his wrist and stabbed.
Green light circulated, and the sword was like frost. With a swoop, the violent long sword penetrated into He Chengqi's heart without its hilt!
Blood spurted out, splashing all over the brutal assassin's body and face.
He Chengqi screamed, and the muscles on his face twitched painfully. His figure was like a broken leaf trembling in the wind, trembling and falling limply to the ground.
At this time, there was a rush of footsteps outside. Then the door was kicked open with a bang, and Ling Yun and Yang Zhen rushed in with their guards Feng Feng Huohuo.
He Chengqi was lying on the ground muttering speechlessly, with blood still pouring from his chest. The dripping crimson condensed into enchanting blood flowers, which were submerged in the dust, leaving a melancholy scene.
Seeing this tragic scene, Ling Yun was heartbroken and cried out: "Cheng Qi!..." He rushed forward like crazy.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the two assassins hurriedly retreated with their elbows bent, turned around and fled away.
Yang Zhen roared angrily, "Bold thief, do you want to leave after hurting someone? Stay alive!" He led the crowd to surround him, and a fierce fight ensued.
Here Ling Yun was holding He Chengqi's blood-soaked body in grief.
The blood gushing from He Chengqi's wound dyed the snow-white clothes on Ling Yun's chest red.
Ling Yun sobbed: "Cheng Qi, I'm sorry, I failed to protect you..."
He Chengqi's face was extremely pale, and there was no sparkle in his eyes. His originally handsome face turned pale under the torment of pain, "No... maybe this is... God's will. I had a premonition before, Once you come in this time, you can never get out again..."
Ling Yun said: "Don't talk nonsense, you won't die!... Your case has been revealed, and your grievances will be vindicated soon..."
He Chengqi curled his lips and smiled miserably, and said intermittently: "Brother, don't... coax me. I know that I am about to... die. Promise me to take good care of Tianci, my mother, and Princess Huanyu on my behalf." She...she..."
Ling Yun's heart sank, "Stop talking!"
He Chengqi said weakly: "No, I have to say it! Brother, you must... promise me to take good... care of her..."
Ling Yun was so confused that he was speechless for a moment.
He Chengqi still kept saying over and over again, "Promise me...promise me..."
As he spoke, he suddenly became silent. When Ling Yun looked down, he saw that his pupils were dilated, his face was lifeless, and he was no longer breathing.
"Cheng Qi..."
He suddenly felt a lump in his throat, his hands slowly clenched into fists, rattling, and his body involuntarily slumped to the ground.
At this time, Lu Wenzheng and Princess Chang Qing also arrived in a hurry, and they were shocked to see the tragic situation.
Princess Chang Qing silently looked at He Chengqi's pale and bloodless face. She felt her heart was stabbed and heated. Tears slowly fell down her cheeks, and her eyes were filled with mist.
Ling Yun was even more distraught.
With tears in his eyes, he unconsciously remembered what he had said a few days ago in front of Princess Chang Qing and Lu Wenzheng:
"The love between brothers is something that lasts forever; if I miss this opportunity to help him and save him, and something happens to him because of it, then shouldn't I regret it for the rest of my life?..."
Thinking of this, he felt as if his heart was being pinched tightly and squeezed repeatedly by a big hand, so painful that he could hardly breathe.
Yes, I finally missed the chance to save him... In this matter, I will really regret it for the rest of my life...
At that moment, he almost collapsed and his thoughts were in chaos.
At this time, the noisy and harsh sound of swords clashing outside deeply hurt the most sensitive nerve in his heart, and hatred surged up and down in his chest like a tide.
"Cheng Qi, wait and see me avenge you!"
After saying these words through gritted teeth, he gently put down He Chengqi's body, wiped away his tears, picked up his sword, and rushed out of the courtyard like a whirlwind.
Seeing Ling Yun's cold expression and his eyes full of murderous intent, Princess Chang Qing couldn't help but worry: "Zhichao, be careful!..."
The two assassins, a man and a woman, were fighting hard. Both of them have superb swordsmanship and secretive moves, and are truly top-notch masters; however, the guards of the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of Justice have undergone rigorous training, and all of them are highly skilled in martial arts.
Therefore, the two sides fought fiercely for a long time. Although the guards here suffered many casualties, the two men in black also suffered several injuries and gradually fell into a disadvantage.
The trembling man made a feint, and when all the guards resisted with all their strength, he made a backhand move called "Stars Fill the Sky", and several silver needles flew out like a shower of flowers.
The guards were caught off guard, and nine out of ten were hit. They couldn't help but wailed and fell to the ground one after another.
The man in black gave a long laugh, grabbed the woman and flew away.
Suddenly he saw the tall and agile figure in front of him flashing forward. Ling Yun was holding a sword in his hand and standing in front of him in white clothes.
His face was full of murderous intent, and under his sharply raised eyebrows, two cold and cold gleams shot out from his eyes that were red with grief and anger.
When the two of them saw him, they couldn't help but take a few steps back in fear.
The man stammered: "Ling Yun?...You, you're not dead?...That day in the inn..."
Ling Yun sneered: "Are you wondering why I wasn't burned to death in the Laifu Inn that day? It seems that both of you are disciples of the Tianxiao organization?..."
There was a moment of stagnation on the faces of the two people; then they exchanged glances with each other, without saying anything, they just raised their swords and charged forward together.
Ling Yun's eyes were covered with hatred, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, you killed my brother, and I will make you pay for it with blood!..."
As he spoke, he swiped his long sword in his hand, sending flowers and jade flying, directly attacking the two of them.
