Chapter 85 Then Burn It

"Fifth Prince?"

Yun Zhao paused in taking out the medicine.

In her previous life, her fifth uncle was always a carefree prince.

How come, in Yan Jing's words, this idle prince is actually related to her father's affairs?

"I don't know what grudge your father had against the Fifth Prince, but in the royal family, it's always a matter of life or death."

After I was poisoned, it was the Fifth Prince who came to find me and told me that his subordinate Li Dali knew the old Valley Master.

He can introduce me to Li Dali, on the sole condition that you must inform him of any news you obtain from His Majesty regarding your father.”

"That only means you need to tell him, it doesn't mean you want my father's life."

Yun Zhao didn't think this was any important information.

This news was less shocking than the fact that Li Dali was one of the Fifth Prince's men.

"But think about it, cough cough, the late emperor had eight sons and two princesses, and the eldest and fourth princes died young."

The maternal families of the Seventh and Eighth Princes are incompetent, while your father and the current Emperor are twins.

The only one who could rival the two of them for the throne was the fifth prince, whose maternal family was the Zhenyuan General's Mansion.

If something happens to His Majesty, and your father is gone too, wouldn't the throne be rightfully his?

Yan Jing suppressed the urge to drink blood and kept trying to persuade her.

"Believe me, I can help you. Just give me the antidote, and I'll go back..."

"Still the commander of the Imperial Guards, cough cough cough, I'll help you find out news about the Emperor and the Fifth Prince!"

Yun Zhao sat cross-legged on the ground, his face furrowed, seemingly pondering the feasibility of his words.

When Yan Jing realized that she didn't react after listening, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, kids are easy to coax!

Unexpectedly, just as he breathed a sigh of relief, Yun Zhao suddenly pulled out the bottle stopper.

“My mother said that my maternal grandfather saved you back in the southwest, but you repaid kindness with enmity.”

"You insulted my mother! You are an ungrateful wretch with no integrity whatsoever!"

Without allowing any further explanation, Yun Zhao sprinkled the powder from the medicine bottle onto his face.

In an instant, the wounds on his face absorbed all the medicine powder!

The intense burning sensation caused him unbearable pain, and he immediately began to cough violently!

Yun Zhao stood up and took a few steps back.

While waiting for Yan Jing to die, Yun Zhao stroked the tiger's head.

"Tiger Tiger, shall I give you a name? You have the character '王' (king) on ​​your head, so how about I call you Old King?"

Oh, wait, you're a tigress, how about you be called Huahua? It sounds like a cute girl!

Yun Zhao nodded, seemingly quite pleased with the name he had given the tigress.

Yan Jing was in excruciating pain, but when she heard her leisurely naming the tiger, she couldn't catch her breath and fainted.

So fast?

Yun Zhao turned his head and saw that he was just dizzy, and he didn't know whether he was dizzy from anger or from pain.

She took a few steps back, and Xu Yifei's voice came from not far away.

"Zhaozhao, Zhaozhao, where are you?"

"Waaah—"

Hua Hua quickly stood up and made a warning sound in Xu Yifei's direction.

"Call out and tell my uncle to come over."

Yun Zhao patted Hua Hua's fluffy head and said.

Hua Hua glanced at her, and Yun Zhao actually saw the word "speechless" on the tiger's face.

"If you're going to put on an act, you have to go all the way!"

Yun Zhao scratched its chin and coaxed it for a while before Hua Hua roared angrily in Xu Yifei's direction.

"roar--"

Not far away, Xu Yifei and the others heard the tiger's roar and quickly mounted their horses.

"Zhaozhao!"

Yun Zhao craned her neck and heard the sound of horses' hooves in the distance. She then sat down on the ground and hugged Hua Hua's neck tightly.

"Uncle!"

In the distance, Xu Yifei and his entourage rode towards her. The moment they saw her, before the horse had even stopped, Xu Yifei leaped down.

"Zhaozhao, are you alright?"

He frantically picked up Yun Zhao and looked her up and down.

"Uncle, I'm very dirty!"

Yun Zhao blinked, looking pitiful.

Xu Yifei then noticed that she was filthy, as if she had rolled off a tiger's back, and there was some dry grass stuck to her head.

"You fell off the tiger's back? Are you hurt? Where's Yan Jing? Where's that bastard Yan Jing?"

"This is the Yan Jing you were talking about, right?"

Behind him, Xian Pingyan's tone carried a hint of something unspeakable.

Xu Yifei turned his head and saw a person lying there with a face swollen like a pig's head and a bloody mess.

He looks like he's about to die.

This is the man who bullied my sister and niece. My niece was so scared just now, hugging the tiger. She must have been terrified by this man!

"So it's you, you little punk, right!"

Xu Yifei was furious and kicked him.

With a crisp "crack" sound, Yan Jing's ribs were broken several times by Xu Yifei's kick!

Old Wu rushed over with Pei Jishi and saw Xu Yifei kicking at them from afar.

"Young Master Xu!"

He cried out in alarm and rushed forward, only to find that the person on the ground was already dead!

"Young Master Xu, you've really gotten yourself into trouble this time! Do you even know who he is?!"

Unexpectedly, Xu Yifei didn't care at all, instead rolled his eyes and kicked him again.

"It's just Yan Jing, the commander of the Imperial Guards. I know him. I just gave him a light kick, and I think he died from poisoning!"

"Stop kicking!"

Old Wu was both amused and exasperated. He hadn't expected that this young master of the Xu family would be so reckless!

With the help of Xian Pingyan, Pei Jishi slowly dismounted from his horse.

"Let me take a look!"

The others quickly made way, and Pei Jishi was able to see Yan Jing's situation clearly.

He was taken aback at first, but in the end he still squatted down to take Yan Jing's pulse.

Yun Zhao could confirm that even if Yan Jing still had a pulse, it was already very weak.

She believed that even her master would find it difficult to keep him here.

After a long silence, Pei Jishi finally asked, "His face?"

All eyes immediately turned to Yun Zhao.

Yun Zhao looked at them innocently.

"It was probably made by Huahua."

Who is Hua Hua?

"Tiger Tiger, here's my new name for it, Flower~"

Yun Zhao puffed out her small chest, looking proud.

"Isn't it perfect for you?"

"Yes, Hua Hua is perfect for a tigress!"

Xu Yifei nodded reluctantly, then looked at Pei Jishi.

"Elder Pei, is there any hope for him?"

Pei Jishi shook his head and stood up: "The poison has already eroded his internal organs. Even a great immortal would find it difficult to save him."

"That's good."

Xu Yifei blurted it out.

Old Wu was in a real bind. Without a hint of curiosity, he said, "Young Master Xu, this is the commander of the Imperial Guards. If he dies here, how am I supposed to explain this to my master?"

"Can't you hear me? He died from poisoning!"

Xu Yifei felt that Yan Jing, that kind of despicable person, deserved to die a hundred times over!

Wei Jingchen walked over at that moment.

He dragged two unconscious imperial guards along, and raised an eyebrow as he looked at the disfigured people on the ground.

Is he dead?

"More or less."

Xu Yifei answered.

Wei Jingchen nodded knowingly: "Then let's burn it later."

Old Wu: ?!

Is he a living Yama?

Even after they're dead, they still won't let them go!

"Elder Pei, this..."

Old Wu looked at Pei Jishi with a troubled expression, hoping that he could say a word for him.