"I can only temporarily keep him safe and sound for this month. If he can't take the antidote by the first day of next month, I'm afraid his life will be at risk."
Wen Jirou slammed the bed board with her right hand and said angrily, "Damn it."
A loud thud shook everyone in the room.
Gu Jianghe immediately picked up his hand to check, and cursed: "You are crazy."
His pale hands were visibly red and swollen.
After living in southern Xinjiang for so long, she certainly knew how miserable and powerless he had been in the past. His powerless life had made him never trust anyone for a long time, and he only had revenge in his heart. At night, there was only this one person who grew up with him to accompany him. At that time, he did not realize how precious the friendship between them was. But this time of seeing each other again, this person who had been rescued by him made his life happy. Even if the young man risked his life, he still wanted to stand side by side with him again. How could he not be angry in his heart.
Ranchen was very calm. Seeing that Jiuxia had bandaged Nan Liyu's wound, he let him go, walked to Wen Jirou, and put his hand on his shoulder: "Calm down, I know You are worried about him, but nothing can be done when you are angry."
Gu Jianghe nodded in agreement: "If, as you said, the poison in the secret guard is the same, then as long as we find the person who made the poison within this month, we can easily undo the poison on him. "
"We enter the imperial city."
Wen Jirou said coldly.
"No," his other hand was grabbed by a cold hand on the bed. The force was so strong that his hand immediately turned red. "Ahem, Master, you are the one the Holy One wants to kill. You can't Go and die.”
Sifeng, who had just woken up, immediately became excited when he heard that Wen Jirou was going to the imperial city for him. As soon as he said a word, he felt blood boiling in his chest, making him cough uncontrollably.
Jiu Xia on the side didn't have time to think too much. The doctor's instinctive reaction made her step forward and hold Sifeng down: "The girl just gave you an injection, don't be so excited."
"Are we just going to sit back and wait for death?" Wen Jirou's face darkened, "Xiao Yanjing is so heartless, I helped him ascend to the throne of God, but now he is trying to kill me." He raised his head and glanced at Ranchen, "He He was able to think of a way to deal with Yunzhong City yesterday, do you think he can't think of a way to kill you today?"
The hand on his shoulder tightened, but then relaxed, and Ranchen's brows, which were originally as smooth as jade, also fell into deep silence. Why didn't he understand Wen Jirou's anger? He originally thought that he Repeated concessions could allow the Holy One to be more open to Yunzhong City Network, but now it seems that it is simply a fantasy.
The crime in Yunzhong City is now and will be in the future.
He originally wanted to ensure the stable life that the people in the city had been accustomed to for so many years, but now he had no choice but to find that he thought too much of himself and there was nothing he could do.
"It's reached a dead end now." Ranchen sighed and sat down on the stool next to the table.
"Dead end? How could you expect it?" Wen Jirou sneered, "The two of us join forces, it's not certain who will die."
"Wen Jirou, do you know what you are talking about?"
A sharp shout sounded across from him, and Wen Jirou, who had just fallen into a semi-mad state, suddenly woke up and looked at the woman opposite him.
Ranchen also grabbed his arm and shook it several times: "Please wake up."
Wen Jirou was startled, and then she realized that she had been overcome with anger for a moment, and now she woke up, but she still looked at Ranchen, her tone was indeed much softer: "Awake? Then tell me, Xiao Yanjing treats you and me like this, we How should it be?"
Ranchen let go of his hand and sighed: "Wen Jirou, you should know better than I do when you help the Holy Emperor ascend the throne. He is a good emperor to the people. The various edicts he issued have greatly affected the people of Zhou Dynasty. The people live and work in peace and contentment. The prince is still young now. If he dies, the Zhou Dynasty will definitely enter turmoil again. This is not what we want to see, is it?"
Wen Jirou smiled coldly: "Because I witnessed his darkest side, he wanted to kill me, and you are the biggest obstacle for him to control the world, so now, he is the only one to kill us, and we have no choice. Any counterattack."
This game of chess seems to have entered a checkmate situation.
"Perhaps there is another way to save his life." Gu Jianghe suddenly said.
A bright light flashed in Wen Jirou's eyes.
"Take him back to Yaowang Valley, my master, maybe there is a way to save him."
The owner of Miwu Valley, that woman whose medical skills are even better than Gu Jianghe's, may really have a solution.
"That's of course very good."
Ranchen also expressed his strong agreement, but he also raised his concerns. Now their situation is very dangerous. How to get to Yaowang Valley is a very headache.
But before they could study it in detail, they learned another even more shocking news.
Because the faces of the eleven brothers of the Zhao family were unfamiliar, it was convenient for them to blend in with the surrounding people so that they could find out the latest situation.
As sunset approached, Zhao Da, who had been wandering around Yunzhong City, brought back exact news about the city.
After Xuanwei's army entered Yunzhong City, Ranchen thought to himself that after all, they were all the armies of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Although the people of Yunzhong City were not completely bound by the imperial court, at least they were still the subjects of the Great Zhou Dynasty. , if he left Yunzhong City, they would treat them well.
Ranchen stood in the setting sun in front of the wooden house. The last bit of color in the sky reflected on his body, dragging his shadow extremely long.
Zhao Da told them that after Gongsun He took over Yunzhong City, he sent countless soldiers to patrol the surrounding area day and night, which made all the people panic. Black smoke began to appear in Yunzhong City, which was originally peaceful. A general gloomy atmosphere.
Gongsun He began to post a large number of notices in the city and surrounding counties. The notices angrily denounced the current lord of Yunzhong City, Ranchen, for several misdemeanors. He cried and cried, pointing out that he had failed the court's trust in him. , for the sake of their own selfish interests, they ignored the people in the city and allowed thieves to enter the city.
Those old people who have lived in the city for decades have always believed in following their hearts and trusting the city lord who has protected them for many years, but those young people have begun to fall into deep doubts.
"The city lord is not such a person."
"Then how do you explain the murderer that night..."
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Countless arguments have appeared in everyone's mouth, but one thing can be confirmed. The originally flawless appearance of Ranchen in the hearts of the people has begun to appear cracks.
Gongsun He's goal was achieved.
He sat on a tea beach on the side of the road, silently drinking the tea in his hand. He didn't want to cause any commotion, so he just dressed up like the most ordinary businessman, but there was a dark-faced middle-aged man standing next to him, touching him fiercely. In this way, the boss of Chatan did not dare to get too close. He just hurriedly put down the snacks in his hands and immediately stayed away from this seat.
In the first two days when the Xuanwei Army entered the city, there was still some chaos in Yunzhong City. Fortunately, it gradually returned to normal. The people went out to do business as usual, but the topics they talked about changed to what happened a few days ago. funeral banquet.
Gongsun He put down the teacup in his hand.
Sun Tian immediately leaned down.
"Put out a second notice."
"Yes, sir."
