The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

The man looked sideways at his palm and saw that there was a distinctive red in his palm, dark and dull, like blood about to freeze ...

His eyes were cold, his wrists were turned, and he got rid of Murongxue's clamping skillfully, and flicked mercilessly towards her: his identity was taken through, he didn't need to hide anymore ...

Assault her?Don't limit yourself!

Murongxue's mouth curled up with a cold smile, sideways to avoid the man's attack, flew a foot, kicked fiercely on the man's chest, kicked the man out three or four meters away, fell heavily on the ground, and fell dizzy Tinnitus, body pain ...

The man gritted his teeth and was about to stand up, only to hear the sound of 'brushing', ten guards arrived in front of him in an instant, the long sword across his neck mercilessly, his sharp blade close to him His neck, he can't escape by inserting wings ...

"Who are you? Why set fire to phosphorus in the grain?" Lin Qingfeng looked at the man and asked sharply.

The man didn't speak, the corner of his mouth slowly overflowed with a black blood, and slowly fell to the ground, his eyes wide open, no breath ...

Liu Qingfeng was shocked: "What's going on?"

A bodyguard squatted down, looked closely for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "Go back to Master, he has committed suicide by taking poison!"

"Self-death with poison?" Liu Qingfeng frowned tightly. He had heard that some dead soldiers and dark guards would put poison sacs in their teeth when performing a certain task. If the mission failed, they would take poison with themselves. Unexpectedly, today, he I saw this kind of thing with my own eyes, this kind of person.

Looking at the man's body, he sighed heavily: "As soon as he died, the clue broke ..."

"It's not all broken!" Murong Xue stepped forward and looked at the man's body lightly: "Fire phosphorus is produced in Yinshan in southern Xinjiang, and Yinshan is directly under the jurisdiction of the royal family in southern Xinjiang. This man can get so much phosphorus. , Enough to prove that he has a relationship with Nanjiang ... "

Liu Qingfeng's eyes flicked: "He is a spy in southern Xinjiang!"

"Eight out of ten!" Murong Xue nodded gently, his dignified eyes flashing never before.

The spy from South Xinjiang was mixed into Qingyan's granary. Phosphorus was put in the grains of the warring soldiers. Burning the grain was still a trivial matter. If he put poison, wouldn't all the 300,000 troops be poisoned by him? ...

A layer of cold sweat came out of Liu Qingfeng's back instantly, and his sharp eyes swept the granary's principal, master book, and a famous man. They were shocked by their bodies, kneeling on the ground in panic, anxiously expressing their emotions: " Master, it's none of our business ... We don't know that he is a spy ... "

"Yes, lord ... he came here a few months ago ... we don't have much contact with him ..."

"If we know that he is a spy, we will try our best to prevent him from getting close to the granary ..."

Then the explanations rang in my ears, and Liu Qingfeng had a headache, and interrupted their words impatiently: "Okay, this matter will be carefully investigated by the official, you all go down, you will stay in the matter until the matter is determined. At home, it is forbidden to step closer to the granary. "

"Yes yes ..." The principal, the master book, the guys promised again and again, with a long sigh of relief, and thanked them back out: they were just at home, waiting for the investigation, they will cooperate ...

Liu Qingfeng strode back to the hall strenuously and patted the gavel with a somber face, said coldly: "It has now been found that the fire in the grain and grass has nothing to do with Yuan Xiaowei. Yuan Xiaowei can return to his own house ..."

"Great!" Injustice finally cleared!

Yuan Xiaowei's clear eyes burst into bright light, and looked at Murong Xue gratefully: "Murong girl, thank you!"

Murong Xue smiled gently: "You don't have to be polite, will Yuan Xiaowei escort the grain and grass to southern Xinjiang again?"

"I wanted to escort, but I was not careful, and there was such a big mess, whether or not to let me escort, it depends on the emperor's meaning." Yuan Xiaowei smiled embarrassedly.

Murong Xue nodded his understanding. The grain of 300,000 troops was very important. With the lessons learned from the Phosphorus incident, the emperor would send a stable person to escort grain and grass ...

Yuan Fangfei stepped forward with a little gratitude in his dark eyes: "Murong Xue, you helped us a lot, we don't know how to thank you ..."

"It's just effortless, don't be polite ..." Murong Xue smiled gently, gazing at a white coat, and suddenly remembered that someone was still waiting for her outside, her eyes flashed unnaturally and hurried out In the air, she heard her Qing Ling's answer: "I still have something to go. Let's go first, then turn back and talk ..."

Out of the crowd, Murong Xue saw that Ouyang Shaochen was sitting in a teahouse not far away tasting tea, and hurried to the past: "Shizi, have you waited a long time?"

She just looked at the spy, and forgot that Ouyang Shaochen was still waiting for her outside.

Looking at her apologetic gaze, Ouyang Shaochen's eyes flashed a clear smile: "Fortunately, it wasn't for a long time!" He said lightly, and he poured a cup of tea to her.

The light tea was curling out of the steam, the light fragrance lingered on the tip of the nose, Murongxue suddenly felt thirst, picked up the tea, and drank it ...

"The cause of the spontaneous combustion of grain and grass, the capital is prominent from the top to the official, down to the three teachings and nine streams, and you have not figured it out, and you found it, you made a contribution, and reminded the emperor, he will order the various departments of the capital to strengthen prevention, and the grain and grass will be sent in time When you go to southern Xinjiang, you do n’t have to worry about Murong Ye ... "

Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, he slowly took the teacup and took a sip, the obsidian-like eyes flashed darkly: South Xinjiang even inserted the eyeliner into the six departments of Qingyan, the ability is really not small, Qingyan officials , Sure enough, there are too many easy days, and the vigilance is getting worse ...

Murong Xue's eyes fell, and he sat across from Ouyang Shaochen, looking at him lightly and saying, "Shizi, I want to go to southern Xinjiang!"

Ouyang Shaochen's movement to drink tea came suddenly, and looked at her in a puzzled way: "Why? Worry Murong Ye?"

Murong Xue shook his head: "Although the people of Nanjiang are very clever and cunning, Murong Ye is with 300,000 troops. His safety is not particularly worrying for me. I went to Nanjiang and wanted to check the shadow guard."

"The Shadow Guard was cultivated by my dad on the battlefield. The place where they stayed the most was the battlefield. The capital had almost no footprints. Just like someone in the middle of the country, they searched in the capital for ten years, and they didn't find them either. Any trace, if I go to southern Xinjiang, maybe I can find clues ... "

The crowd of wood basilisks led by the firmament, and the southern Xinjiang spy, all show that the people of Nanjiang are clever, cunning, and different. Therefore, she is ready to go to Nanjiang to see how powerful the sergeants in Nanjiang are.

Ouyang Shaochen pondered for a moment, then looked at her instantaneously and said, "Do you have to go to Southern Xinjiang?"