Chapter 71 (8,000 words) Xuan Yi is truly not a human being...

With the gentle caress of the warm and cool palm, my heart beat faster and faster, like thunder filling my ears, making me restless and unbearable.

Hot mist was lingering, covering the pale skin. Yin Xing's cheeks were red enough to make blood. His eyes swept across himself, who had become the shape of Xuan Yizheng's palm, and he didn't dare to stop.

Yin Xing turned her head and looked at Xuan Yizhen who was crouching down. She lowered her beautiful eyes, her long eyelashes moved slightly, casting a gentle shadow. With her delicate forehead, eyebrows, nose and thin lips, she looked very serious.

"Your heartbeat is so fast, are you sick?" Xuan Yizheng met Yin Xing's overly clear round eyes and spoke in an extremely soft voice.

"..." Yin Xing saw that Xuan Yizhen didn't show any signs of abnormality, like a banished immortal in the bright and sunny weather, but the movement of her palms was very embarrassing.

Knowing Xuan Yizheng's preferences, Yin Xing naturally didn't believe that she was completely unaware of this. It was obvious that she was asking questions even though she knew the answer, which was very mean.

However, Yin Xing then thought that Xuan Yizhen had always avoided mentioning the word "sickness", and she often made excuses such as feeling unwell.

Xuan Yizhen is unwilling to tell the truth about her condition, so maybe we should try a method that she likes.

Yin Xing immediately suppressed his shame and leaned forward slightly to accommodate her touch, responding very obediently, "Well, I might be sick. Can Yizhen really cure it?"

Xuan Yizhen gazed at the alluring Yin Xing with her calm, beautiful eyes. Her throat tightened slightly as she chuckled softly, "Of course. Could it be that your lovesickness has returned?"

"No, I don't know how to explain the illness to Yizhen." Yin Xing thought about the description of hysteria in medical books and tried to make up some abnormal descriptions to test Xuan Yizhen.

However, making up a story is a bit brain-burning, and Xuan Yizheng is not easy to deceive, so Yin Xing feels that he must think it through.

"It's okay. You can tell me about your condition slowly. I will cure you." Xuan Yizheng's fingertips brushed across the delicate white skin, his brows focused and serious, like a doctor who was diagnosing and treating an illness.

At that moment, Yin Xing almost thought he was really sick?!

Yin Xing blinked and looked at Xuan Yizhen, trying to act normal and said, "Yizhen, I've been hearing some scary noises at night lately that no one else can hear."

Illusionary Gu can cause abnormalities in one's five senses, so let's arrange it in a strange direction!

Xuan Yizhen met Yin Xing's clear and bright gaze, paused his fingertips' movements for a moment, and asked with a hint of concern, "What horrible sound?"

Subconsciously, Xuan Yizheng felt that his symptoms at night had seriously disturbed Yin Xing's rest.

"I can't quite describe it, but it sounds creepy. It's easy to see inexplicable black shadows swaying before your eyes, like ghosts."

"Are you sure?"

Xuan Yizheng's hand moved out of the water, and water droplets fell along his slender and straight fingertips, making a clear sound. He held Yin Xing's cheek in his palm, his expression no longer as comfortable as before, but full of solemnity.

Yin Xing was suddenly held on the cheek by Xuan Yizheng, and he looked into her inquiring eyes, feeling a little guilty.

But thinking about the pain of the disease that Xuan Yizhen had endured alone, Yin Xing responded with conviction: "Well, Yizhen, do you know what this disease is?"

Hearing this, Xuan Yizhen did not respond immediately, but asked thoughtfully: "When did this happen to you?"

Logically, it is impossible for his illness to be transmitted to Yin Xing.

"I can't remember. It wasn't very obvious at the beginning, but it's getting worse recently. Would you mind, Yizhen?" Yin Xing asked, looking at Xuan Yizhen's beautiful face, and gradually became proficient in playing the role of a patient.

"How could that be? Maybe you're just too tired recently. You'll be fine if you rest early." Xuan Yizheng remained calm and comforted her, but his fingertips were cold. He slowly loosened his grip, not daring to touch Yin Xing.

Different poisonous insects have different characteristics. Xuan Yizheng thought he knew enough about the poisonous insects in his body, but now he is suddenly not so sure.

Seeing Xuan Yizheng's calm reaction, Yin Xing was somewhat unable to understand her thoughts.

It was late at night, and it was rare for Yin Xing to get up early. He slept on the inner side, his eyes fixed on Xuan Yizhen who was not far away, and he whispered, "Yizhen, aren't you going to sleep?"

Xuan Yizhen raised his hand and was about to add herbs to the incense burner. He tilted his head to look at Yin Xing who was lying on the couch. He pursed his lips and said in a normal tone, "Well, I'll come when it's done."

In the quiet place, with light mist lingering, Yin Xing looked at the tall and graceful Xuan Yizheng. She was only wearing a plain white underdress and her hair reached her waist, but it could not hide her graceful figure. She was ethereal like a fairy, not like an ordinary person.

After a while, Yin Xing's eyelids gradually drooped, and the beautiful figure in his vision slowly shifted. He wanted to see clearly, but ended up in chaos.

Xuan Yizheng lowered his eyes and looked at Yin Xing who was sleeping. He raised his hand and gently placed it on her side. He untied her belt with his fingertips, took off her clothes, and carefully examined every inch of her.

If there really was a poisonous insect in her body, there should have been a reaction.

The night is long, the light mist illuminated by the candlelight gradually dissipates, and the light and shadow fall on the window lattice, hazy and quiet.

In the morning, Yin Xing had dinner with Xuan Yizhen and said goodbye. He put his arm around her and cuddled up to her, pretending to be sick and muttering, "Yizhen, I didn't sleep well last night either."

Xuan Yizhen's expression was calm. He raised his hand and patted Yin Xing's back. His eyes dimmed slightly, and he responded calmly as always: "Well, do you want to take a vacation?"

Yin Xing didn't wake up last night because of the drug. She was lying.

"It's okay. Everyone has minor physical abnormalities. My colleagues in the general library often feel dizzy. I just want to tell Yizhen about my recent situation because you are my wife."

"Okay, I understand."

This answer made Yin Xing, who wanted to take advantage of the situation to gain Xuan Yizhen's trust and confess, fall into the cold silence.

Not long after, Yin Xing left the villa through the corridor in disappointment, suspecting that this method would not work.

Xuan Yizheng looked quietly at the morning sun rays that filled the yard, and he didn't find anything unusual last night.

If Yin Xing didn't have a disease caused by the poisonous insect, why did she fabricate those hysterical symptoms?

Xuan Yizheng thought of the medical books that Yin Xing had borrowed, and also remembered that the secret guard had informed Du Ruo that he had written a letter to Yin Xing, and he couldn't help but frown.

In the silence, the wind swayed the flowers and green vines, and the golden sunlight dappled the ground in the courtyard. Xuan Yizheng stood still, letting her skirt surge like waves, not caring at all.

No matter what, no one can destroy what is happening now, including Yin Xing.

Xuan Yizheng thought so as she walked slowly through the corridor. Her whole body was bathed in warm sunlight, but her beautiful eyes were dark and cold.

Outside the courtyard, a bright sun was rising, growing warmer, and the time was approaching early summer.

The streets of the capital were unusually deserted. In some markets, people were strictly prohibited from circulating or gathering between each other. The capital's guards and government officials worked together to deal with the plague.

In the morning, Yin Xing rode through the streets in a carriage, his eyes falling on the veiled soldiers, and he didn't expect that this would last until the beginning of summer.

When the carriage turned the corner, Yin Xing saw Jiang Yun wearing a veil and directing the clerks. He asked in confusion, "Are you assisting the capital government with their work?"

Normally, the Dali Temple does not need to deal with such matters.

Jiang Yun replied with a look of annoyance in his eyes: "I don't have the time for that. I'm just following the orders of Commander Du."

Du Ruo now not only mobilizes the capital's guards and the capital's government offices, but even officials from the Dali Temple have to obey his orders for emergency use. It can be said that he is in a very powerful position.

"So the situation is not optimistic?"

"The casualties in the capital aren't as severe as in other provincial capitals, but this kind of turmoil is likely to cause panic among the people. You should avoid it and leave quickly."

After saying that, Jiang Yun went to do other things without chatting too much.

Seeing this, Yin Xing was about to lower the car curtain when he suddenly felt someone's gaze cast upon him. He followed his gaze and saw Du Ruo in the distance, and his heart tightened.

The sound of horse hooves echoed as Du Ruo approached slowly. He looked at Yin Xing and said playfully, "Master Yin, how do you like the gift from last time?"

"What exactly do you want to do?" Yin Xing met Du Ruo's gaze with a serious expression.

"I just mean well. It seems that Lord Yin now knows the details. You must be more careful when you sleep in the future, otherwise you may lose your life." Du Ruo's eyes fell on Yin Xing's fair and pretty face, and he said slowly.

The influence of the phantom poison can cause people to go crazy without anyone noticing, and they can kill or injure themselves in unpredictable ways.

It is impossible for ordinary people not to be afraid of madmen. I think Yin Xing must be very worried about her princess wife at this moment.

Yin Xing lowered the curtain without saying anything more. He felt that Du Ruo was too bad and was clearly trying to alienate him and Xuan Yizheng on purpose. He would definitely not help to remove the poison.

Soon, the wheels of the carriage rolled and drove through the long street. Du Ruo looked a little embarrassed, thinking that he would not cry until he saw the coffin.

I wonder if Princess Zhanghua, who is poisoned by the Gu, will still be able to give Yin Xing the confidence to rely on after the Wanqi family falls.

Now the dynasty is in a state of turmoil, with countless casualties and people's unrest. The four major families are caught in a dilemma of internal and external troubles. Whoever reveals the wound first will be torn to pieces by other forces.

In the afternoon, Du Ruo entered the private residence, took a medicinal bath, changed clothes, and entered the Gu room alone. His eyes fell on the various Gu insects, slowly stopping at the diseased puppet Gu, his eyes full of appreciation.

Cultivating poisonous insects is very difficult. The better the poisonous insects are, the more they need to go through countless battles with other poisonous insects, and they are often immune to all poisons.

However, there are people who can destroy their own puppet Gu and make it lose control. They must be people who are proficient in Gu arts.

Du Ruo fed the out-of-control puppet insect to another insect and watched it being eaten with interest. He suspected that Xuan Yizheng had something to do with it.

Xuan Yizheng had been poisoned for many years but she did not become as crazy and insane as her mother. Perhaps she had become a doctor because of her long illness and had many dabbles in medicine.

Du Ruo's eyes showed a calculating smile, thinking that she seemed to have underestimated Xuan Yizheng's ability. It seemed that she must not be careless next time.

Just as Du Ruo was thinking of a vicious plan, the maid hurried in and whispered, "Master, urgent news from Wuzhou!"

"It's just an urgent report, why are you panicking?" After saying that, Du Ruo raised his hand and unfolded the envelope. His expression suddenly became solemn, gloomy, and he couldn't believe it.

The sun is shining brightly outside the window, the clouds are rolling and unrolling, and the surface of the pond clearly reflects the blue sky, but the golden ripples caused by the pecking of fish blur the scene.

The female official Chunli entered the pavilion from the corridor, presented the letter with both hands, and said respectfully, "My Lord, the Du family of Wuzhou has been completely wiped out. Here is the list."

Wanqi's Red Flame Cavalry has not been seen for many years, and even members of the tribe disappeared because they thought they had lost control.

Xuan Yizhen didn't pick up the folded book. He said casually, "Send the list to Du Ruo's residence. Remember to add her name."

"Yes, sir." The female official Chunli responded, but she was actually a little confused. When the villa was assassinated, Princess Zhanghua had never thought of using such a thundering method.

But now Princess Zhanghua used the Red Flame Iron Cavalry to crush the puppet soldiers of the Du family in Wuzhou. It was obvious that she was extremely disgusted with some of Du Ruo's actions.

However, such a commotion must have alerted all parties and attracted the attention of the emperor.

After he finished speaking, silence fell in the pavilion. Xuan Yizheng lowered his eyes and looked at his own reflection in the water, which had become hideous and distorted. His expression was no longer gentle, but gradually became shrill and cruel, extremely sinister.

Since Du Ruo is so ambitious and likes to stir up trouble, it is now her turn to taste the feeling of being a prey.

The sound of water gradually grew louder, and bait poured in. Suddenly, more and more fish appeared, densely packed together, triggering a fierce competition.

At dusk, the setting sun was a little warm. Yin Xing returned to the villa early and saw Xuan Yizhen sitting in the pavilion reading a book, his body bathed in the sunset. The time seemed particularly peaceful.

Xuan Yizheng usually stays in the house, and looks a bit gloomy and unpredictable.

Seeing him like this made him feel much more energetic and energetic. Yin Xing stepped forward, smiling and calling out, "Yizhen, the sun is very warm today, isn't it?"

"Well, have you been busy in the Dali Temple recently?" Xuan Yizheng closed the book and put it aside, his eyes fixed on the changes in Yin Xing's expression, slowly drifting away.

Yin Xing sat down, sipping his tea, and said, "It's not bad. However, due to the plague in the capital, patrols are very strict, and many streets are under strict control. However, the Dali Temple is unusually calm."

Apart from the case of the corpse pit in the western suburbs, there has been no further news, and even Jiang Yun has not heard any information about it.

"So how is your condition?"

“Ahem!”

Yin Xing didn't expect Xuan Yizhen to change the subject so suddenly. He blinked and looked at the beautiful face that looked normal, and said vaguely, "Let's keep it that way."

Xuan Yizhen raised his hand and picked up the medicine cup beside him, opened the porcelain lid, and said, "This is a medicinal soup specially made for you. Drink it while it's hot."

As he finished speaking, Yin Xing smelled an indescribable medicinal scent, and his whole body felt a little numb.

Such a thick medicinal soup. I'm afraid it will make you sick even if you are not sick!

"Why, you don't believe me?"

"No, I'm just full now. I'll drink it later."

Yin Xing tried to awaken Xuan Yizheng's compassionate heart, but a spoonful of medicine was stuffed into his mouth, and he immediately turned hideous into a mask of pain!

Help! This medicine soup is bitter, salty, spicy and slightly sour. Yin Xing feels like vomiting.

But Xuan Yizhen was very gentle and considerate. He gave Yin Xing one spoonful after another, not giving her any chance to refuse. He said seriously, "Good medicine tastes bitter but is good for the disease. This is a medicinal soup that I specially ordered someone to develop. It will definitely cure your illness."

Yin Xing swallowed the medicine with difficulty, his eyes fixed on the beautiful and graceful Xuan Yizhen. He could not see any trace of her shyness towards medical treatment. He hesitated and said, "Yizhen, you don't seem surprised by this illness at all. Is there a similar illness?"

As he finished speaking, the clinking of the spoons stopped, and the pavilion became quiet for a moment, with only the rustling of the evening breeze making it feel empty and cold.

"No, why do you ask?" Xuan Yizheng looked at Yin Xing's inquiring eyes slowly and asked back as if he didn't know the truth.

"I'm just asking casually, but I heard that Yizhen's mother seems to be ill and unconscious." Yin Xing explained tentatively.

Xuan Yizhen replied calmly, "People who are seriously ill will be a little confused. This is normal, isn't it?"

Yin Xing was unable to utter a word of rebuttal when the question was asked. When their eyes met, he felt that Xuan Yizhen's dark eyes, reflected against the shimmering water surface of the pond, were beautiful but indifferent, revealing a ruthlessness.

Yin Xing was a little afraid of Xuan Yizheng's calmness. He handled things calmly and calmly, as if he had already seen through his intentions.

But Xuan Yizheng didn't expose her temptation, but she also wouldn't confess her illness, which was really strange.

At first glance, Xuan Yizhen looks like a warm and beautiful jade, but in fact, he looks like crystal ice, with an untouchable alienation and coldness.

"Will Yizhen feel strange sounds and images when his headache relapses?" Yin Xing mustered up the courage to ask directly.

"No, these symptoms of yours may be due to the head injury. I am just weak. The two are not the same." Xuan Yizheng denied it without hesitation. He raised his hand and fed the last mouthful of medicine to Yin Xing. He looked directly into her eyes, his expression gentle and considerate, without any abnormality.

Seeing that Xuan Yizheng had arranged everything for him clearly, Yin Xing was completely unable to refute her and fell silent.

As expected, if Xuan Yizhen wanted to hide something, he would not be able to find any trace of it.

"You don't have to look so unhappy. Even if you become an idiot, I will not abandon you."

"Yizhen, actually I'm not sick."

When Yin Xing saw that Xuan Yizhen was not surprised at all, she was sure that she had known for a long time that he was pretending to be sick to deceive her.

Xuan Yizhen raised her hand and wiped the corners of Yin Xing's lips with an embroidered handkerchief, saying softly, "Well, so what you drank wasn't a medicinal soup, it was just a medicinal meal."

"..." Yin Xing suddenly realized that he might not have deceived Xuan Yizheng from the beginning.

Wouldn't that mean I'm just pretending to be sick and suffering in vain? !

In the silence, Yin Xing's expression changes so much that it is hard to describe in words.

Xuan Yizhen touched Yin Xing's fair and delicate face with his fingertips, gently pinched her chin, looked straight into her eyes, and said quietly, "Don't you have anything else to confess, such as what Du Ruo gave you privately?"

Yin Xing was forced to look up at Xuan Yizhen, who was intimidating without even getting angry. He shuddered inwardly and could only speak honestly, "I got a Gu worm called Huan Gu from Du Ruo."

"What else?"

"Du Ruo said this was Yizhen's secret. I think Du Ruo is very evil and must have other intentions."

Xuan Yizhen looked at Yin Xing calmly and said calmly, "So you believed Du Ruo's words and lied to me?"

As soon as he said this, Yin Xing sensed a dangerous aura, and even the sunset outside the pavilion turned cold. His gaze fell on Xuan Yizhen's jade-white face, and he explained, "No, no matter what Yizhen becomes, I will never leave you. So, believing Du Ruo's words is just worry, not distrust."

"But it's also true that you lied to me and pretended to be sick because of Du Ruo's words. Does it hurt?" Xuan Yizheng's fingertips slid down Yin Xing's cheek to her ear, gently pinching the soft earlobe with a little force.

"It doesn't hurt. I just want to understand Yizhen better. You have been taking medicine and your health is not good. I thought I might be able to help." Yin Xing didn't want Xuan Yizhen to be unhappy about this, so she didn't avoid her hand.

Xuan Yizhen met Yin Zhouxing's gaze, his expression calm yet indifferent. He let go of her hand, his eyes passing over her red earlobe, and murmured dejectedly, "How can I help you if you're so naughty?"

Yin Xing raised his hand and held Xuan Yizhen's hand, and explained anxiously: "As long as Yizhen wants, no matter what you do, I can do it!"

But Xuan Yizheng didn't say anything. She just turned her head to look at the green water of the pool. Her cold profile made her bone structure look even more superior. There was no joy or anger, no sorrow or happiness in her eyes, only endless woodenness, and her expression was difficult to discern.

Xuan Yizhen looked so unhappy and resentful and dangerous that Yin Xing didn't know what to do.

Unconsciously, the gorgeous sunset glow around him gradually disappeared, the dark blue sky was getting darker, and Xuan Yizheng's eyes were also getting darker and darker.

Finally, Xuan Yizhen slowly looked over and called out in a soft but irritated voice, "Why do you have to ruin all this to understand me?"

Yin Xing wanted to say that she had never thought of destruction, but Xuan Yizheng obviously didn't believe her. At this moment, she was quiet, but her whole body was filled with an extremely unfamiliar coldness and anger.

Silence is better than words, it is probably just such a surging feeling.

"Do you know that people who are infected with the illusion Gu will not be able to distinguish between reality and illusion?" Xuan Yizheng's fingertips fell on Yin Xing's palm inch by inch, moving freely and changing. Feeling her presence, his dark eyes revealed a primitive coldness and depression.

"I know." Yin Xing responded timidly. He felt like he was being stared at by a wild beast. He had nowhere to move and did not dare to take it lightly.

It turned out that Du Ruo's words were not entirely false, and Xuan Yizheng's illness was indeed very dangerous.

At this moment, there were no additional lights in the pavilion. Xuan Yizhen was only a vague outline, more like a lifeless statue. His voice was cold and serious, "But you don't know that when a person is infected with the Illusion Gu, they lose all their memories. They will only attack with vigilance, and their emotions will become confused and distorted, like a madman."

Yin Xing was silent, because he had never seen such a thing before, so he could only speak out: "But Yizhen is still fine now. We can find a famous doctor for treatment. There is still time."

As he finished speaking, Xuan Yizhen let out a faint, empty smile, as cold as ice and snow. He slowly leaned closer, revealing the wooden expression hidden in the darkness. He spoke numbly, "You're so foolish. That's because I'm deliberately hiding it. Sometimes I can't see your face clearly, like now, when you let the darkness shroud it. Everything around you is filled with sharp sounds like snakes and scorpions. The sound of wind and rain can bring piercing pain to your skin. There's no peace in this world at all."

When Yin Xing listened to Xuan Yizheng's low voice, she realized that everything around her was so dangerous in her perception, and even she herself was an existence that she could not identify.

When the feeling of powerlessness spread from her limbs to every part of her body, Yin Xing was a little frightened because she couldn't be sure whether Xuan Yizhen was her normal self at this moment.

Because Xuan Yizheng never revealed a word about her illness, but now he is especially frank and open.

Xuan Yizhen looked at Yin Xing, who was unable to conceal her surprise and fear. His fingertips entwined more tightly around her, slowly caressing the cold skin on her arm. He restrained himself and said, "Look, aren't you resisting me out of fear?"

But Xuan Yizhen would not give Yin Xing any room to regret, even if he died.

"I, I didn't resist Yizhen." Yin Xing was just too shocked. He raised his hand and tentatively embraced Xuan Yizhen, feeling her warm body temperature and heartbeat, full of pity.

"That's because you haven't seen me sick yet, so you don't know how dangerous I am." Xuan Yizheng leaned against Yin Xing helplessly, remembering how he had seen his mother sick with his own eyes. She didn't have the slightest demeanor of a queen of a dynasty, she was just a mad woman.

Xuan Yizheng would never allow himself to appear in front of Yin Xing in that manner, as that would only ruin all the good impressions.

Yin Xing was hugged tighter and tighter by Xuan Yizheng, and she even felt a little breathless, but she did not resist because she knew that words were too pale and powerless and could not soothe the fear and anxiety engraved in her bones and blood.

The differences in feelings between people are already huge, not to mention a situation like Xuan Yizheng's, which makes Yin Xing dare not act rashly.

The pavilion was dead silent for a moment. Apart from the beating of each other's heart, there was no other sound. However, outside the pavilion, the night was filled with a pleasant scene of gentle breeze and bright moon.

The bright moon moves gently, the morning sun rises in the east, the darkness is dispelled by the dawn light, and the brilliant light fills the inner room.

Yin Xing woke up in a daze and looked at Xuan Yizhen who was sitting beside the couch. The look in her eyes was clear, as if nothing had happened last night.

Xuan Yizhen raised his hand to smooth down Yin Xing's slightly curled hair and said softly, "Do you want to get up and eat now?"

"Yeah." Yin Xing responded hesitantly without mentioning the topic of last night.

Now that he knew clearly that Xuan Yizhen's illness was not as calm as she appeared, Yin Xing did not dare to act rashly anymore.

After the two of them finished breakfast together, Yin Xing walked forward and hugged Xuan Yizheng. He wanted to say something but didn't know how to put it.

"Yizhen, I want to eat lotus root ribs when I come back today, is that okay?"

"good."

Yin Xing looked at the gentle and kind Xuan Yizhen, leaned over and kissed her thin lips, then left the inner room as usual.

If Xuan Yi really wanted to live this kind of life, Yin Xing would not mention her illness again until she believed that he was not afraid of leaving her.

Xuan Yizhen stood alone in the empty inner room, surrounded by neatly trimmed flowers and green plants. He raised his hand and lightly touched his thin lips, staring at the long shadow on the ground with his dark eyes, sighing softly, his mind indistinct.

Yin Xing is such a timid person, and it is often difficult for people to control their instinctive fear. Xuan Yi really doesn't know how long she can hide it like this.

But Xuan Yizheng knew that as long as Yin Xing was willing, he could still endure the daily waiting, otherwise she would never be able to leave the villa.

Xuan Yi really didn't want things to get to that point.

Light was streaming outside the window, and the afternoon sunlight was even more dazzling. In the general treasury hall of the Dali Temple, Yin Xing was flipping through a medical book alone. Seeing that she was too busy to entertain him, Jiang Yun had to do it himself to provide for himself.

When the tea started to steam up, Jiang Yun sniffed its elegant and rich aroma, took a deep sip, and sighed comfortably, "Good tea is worth savoring. Have you heard that the expeditionary war is about to end?"

Yin Xing was a little dazzled. He raised his eyes slightly, raised his hands to do eye exercises, and replied vaguely: "No, did we win?"

"Of course not. It's just that the Xiahou family was seriously injured in this battle, so they sent people to the capital to apologize and negotiate peace. The emperor then stopped the attack."

"But didn't you say at the beginning that the emperor wanted to completely wipe out the aristocratic families, and that the Xiahou family was just the beginning?"

Jiang Yun raised his finger and shook it, saying, "Warfare is always about deception. How could I know what the emperor is thinking? But I heard that the Du family in Wuzhou is in great chaos."

Yin Xing heard Wu Zhou move his hand slightly with concern, looked at the carefree Jiang Yun and said, "What's the big mess?"

"There isn't much news coming out of the capital right now. Some say the entire Du family was attacked, others say the Du family's soldiers are out of control and causing chaos. In short, Du Ruo is in big trouble this time." Jiang Yun knew how ferocious the puppet soldiers of the Du family in Wuzhou were, to the point that the emperor needed Du Ruo to support the war and provide troops.

Now that the emperor has no help from the Du family's puppet soldiers, if he does not withdraw his troops soon, I'm afraid other noble families will become restless and it will be common for them to fight for fiefdoms privately.

With the help of Du Ruo's puppet soldiers, the Wuzhou Du family had already illegally occupied many mines and rivers, and their territory was already more vast than their nominal fiefdom.

So it is not surprising to provoke enemies, but I didn’t expect that they could deal a heavy blow to the Du family without making any noise, which shows how powerful they are.

Yin Xing listened to Jiang Yun's impressive words, and thought of Du Ruo's cold and cruel nature and the Wuzhou Gu technique that had caused so much harm to others. He muttered, "It seems the Du family is really not doing anything."

Jiang Yun couldn't help laughing and teased, "I thought you would feel sorry for Du Ruo."

"I don't feel sorry for Du Ruo, who used people as puppets. The fall of the Du family might be a blessing for the people of Wuzhou."

"That's true. I think this plague of unknown origin is also related to Du Ruo. And there have been new developments regarding the Xizhou corpse pit and the little girl."

Yin Xing asked inquiringly: "What progress?"

Jiang Yun looked around and whispered, "Do you still remember the famine refugees gathering in the capital?"

"Of course, that time you went to steal ice and nearly lost your life." Now Yin Xing felt that Jiang Yun was too courageous.

"You don't have to remember this kind of thing so clearly. At that time, the victims were sent back to various provincial capitals by the court. As a result, quite a number of them did not return to their hometowns." Jiang Yun's expression became more serious.

Yin Xing then thought about what Jiang Yun meant and was shocked. His heartbeat stopped for a moment, and his hair stood on end. He said in disbelief, "You mean the bodies in the western suburbs corpse pit are disaster victims?"

Those disaster victims who endured hunger and fled to the capital to survive thought they could return to their homeland, but in the end they died in a foreign land.

Jiang Yun quickly signaled for silence and said, "Keep your voice down. This is just speculation. I think some kind of experiment should be conducted on the victims. Liu Ci found plague-like symptoms in some corpses, and this incident directly points the finger at the emperor."

That is why the corpse pit in the western suburbs has been treated coldly. I think there may be the emperor's instructions behind it.

Jiang Yun had always suspected Du Ruo because Empress Dowager Du was her aunt, but she forgot that the current emperor was Empress Dowager Du's son, and this person might not be completely ignorant of witchcraft.

Yin Xing slowly came back to his senses, raised his hand to pick up the teacup and drink, and thought of another terrible guess.

If the emperor put a curse on Empress Wanqi, wouldn't it be much more convenient and secretive than on Empress Dowager Du?

The conspiracy of the person next to you is often hard to guard against. Perhaps someone as smart as Xuan Yizhen understood the danger of being an emperor when he was young, so he didn't trust others so much.

In the silence, Yin Xing managed to calm down. He looked at Jiang Yun, who looked calm, and said, "Why aren't you as hateful and vengeful as before?"

When the Fenzhou woman disappeared, Jiang Yun was extremely indignant.

Jiang Yun sighed and said, "If it really is the emperor, I can pray that he dies quickly, otherwise it would be a heinous crime to kill all nine generations of his clan. I can't afford to offend him."

In fact, Jiang Yun also wanted to hate evil, otherwise he would not have secretly investigated the truth about the corpse pit in the western suburbs.

But Jiang Yun now has to consider Liu Ci and the little girl and cannot act impulsively.

Yin Xing remained silent after hearing this and was unable to refute Jiang Yun's words for a moment.

Seeing the atmosphere was somewhat quiet, Jiang Yun tried to liven up the atmosphere by making a joke, "Are you going to be a doctor?"

"No, I just want to find some herbs or medicines that can deal with the phantom poison." Yin Xing explained seriously.

"You've been really paying attention to the Illusion Gu recently." Jiang Yun muttered without saying anything.

If Jiang Yun guessed correctly, unless it was Yin Xing's princess wife, she, as a wife slave, would not be so concerned.

Therefore, Jiang Yun did not tell Liu Ci about his research on the phantom poison in the amber, because its poison had no antidote and the damage to the brain was irreversible.

This is probably difficult for Yin Xing to accept.

After all, a mentally ill wife will often lose her memory, which will be extremely exhausting.

Outside the window, the bright summer light is cast in patches among the branches and leaves, and butterflies fly over the flowers and hide in the bright flowers.

On the afternoon of a day off, Xuan Yizheng felt a little tired due to excessive menstruation, so Yin Xing caught some butterflies and put them in a glass vase for her to admire.

Xuan Yizhen was half-lying on the low couch, holding a scroll in his hands. He looked at the butterfly flapping its wings, which looked distorted. He frowned slightly and slowly moved his eyes to Yin Xing's cheek and said, "Hmm, it's pretty good."

Yin Xing smiled and arched her eyebrows, "I think they're pretty too, but I'm going to release them soon. Can you draw them, Yizhen?"

"I'm in Guishui and don't have the energy today." Xuan Yi really didn't want to look at the ferocious butterfly. He stared at Yin Xing's dark and clean eyes, looking for his own existence.

"That's true." Yin Xing scratched his head and responded without thinking too much.

But it was not until Yin Xing was about to release the butterflies from the glass bottle and Xuan Yizheng didn't even look at them that he slowly realized that something was wrong with her.

Because even the scorching sunlight from the window couldn't penetrate Xuan Yizhen's empty eyes, she seemed to be weak and had lost the strength to disguise herself, gradually revealing her unknown expression, which was strange and sharp. Yin Xing couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart!

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