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There are countless traps in the underground palace, and even someone as skilled in martial arts as Cui Huaiji would find it difficult to escape unscathed.
Shi An didn't have any medicine on him, only some hemostatics to help him stop the bleeding temporarily.
Cui Huaiji leaned against the stone statue and panted softly, "Shi An, did you bring in the gunpowder?"
His face was too pale.
Shi An hesitated for a moment, then nodded slowly.
As he instructed, he walked into the bronze gate carrying the gunpowder.
Song Jin looked at it distractedly, "What is this, Lord Hou?"
An unknown light flashed across Cui Huaiji's eyes, "Blow this place up."
[They want to hide, but I won't let them do that.]
Song Jin silently bandaged his wound.
It seems that this underground palace is really the hiding place of the rebels.
Boom!
There were continuous loud noises from the bronze gate.
Shi An ran out covering his nose, turned around and rushed into another door.
After several consecutive explosions, the underground palace seemed to be shaking and about to collapse, and the stones above the head fell down.
Cui Huaiji quickly protected her under him.
Song Jin listened to the movements around him, worried that the wounds on his body would burst open.
"Master..."
No matter how solid the underground palace is, it cannot withstand such an explosion.
Cui Huaiji grabbed her and rushed into one of the doors, then turned around and called Shi An to follow him.
Somewhere in the underground palace.
The group of people were still feeling proud of having trapped Cui Huaiji inside, but a moment later, they felt a violent vibration beneath their feet.
"What's going on?"
"Damn it! Cui Huaiji is in the underground palace!"
"Is this guy crazy? He won't survive even if the underground palace collapses!"
"Retreat quickly!"
*
The power of gunpowder is far more powerful than Song Jin imagined.
The impact of the stone cave was not as great as that of the underground palace, but among the hundreds of people in the cave, no one wanted to cause such a serious loss of life.
Song Jin stood on the hillside, looking at the crowds of people coming out of the cave.
"When will Sheng An's people arrive?"
Cui Huaiji stayed behind and talked with Shi An.
Ever since he and Song Jin disappeared, Shi An sent a message to Sheng An, estimating that the time was almost up.
Shi An: "I can arrive tonight."
He noticed that Cui Huaiji's face looked strange, and he realized something and looked nervous.
"Mr. Hou——"
Cui Huaiji knew that he couldn't hide it from him, and he couldn't hide it even if he wanted to. Although the snake venom was suppressed by his internal strength, it would not last long.
Song Jin felt something was wrong and turned around immediately, and saw Cui Huaiji falling down.
"What's going on?"
Song Jin hugged him and felt his gradually cold body, only then he noticed that his lips had turned purple.
Cui Huaiji was obviously poisoned by a snake.
Shi An was also at a loss: "What should I do? I don't know how to cure these snake venoms!"
The venom of red snakes is very strong and can kill people in a short time.
The reason Cui Huaiji has been able to hold on until now is entirely due to his inner strength.
Song Jin suddenly remembered a method her father told her when she was bitten by a poisonous snake when she was young.
Almond eyes lit up instantly.
"Shi An, bleed the Marquis!"
Shi An did not suspect anything and quickly cut a cut on Cui Huaiji's arm to let the blood flow.
The blood was dark purple, having been infected by the snake venom.
Song Jin was afraid that the people from the underground palace would come out and find them, so after bleeding almost all the people, he asked Shi An to carry the people back.
You have to find a doctor first.
The locals in Suizhou should know how to detoxify poisonous snakes.
*
Qing Wu met Song Jin again after more than a month.
Suddenly tears welled up in my eyes.
She almost thought she would never see her wife again.
Seeing Cui Huaiji who was seriously injured again, his little face turned pale with fright.
The guards outside were searching everywhere.
Shi An put on his hood and went to see a doctor.
They were staying in the guest house, and sooner or later the guards would search it.
Song Jin simply stripped Cui Huaiji of his bloody clothes, changed him into ordinary clothes, and then painted on his face with rouge and powder.
"Madam, they are downstairs."
Song Jin paused, "Qingwu, go change your clothes and put some makeup on your face, don't let them recognize you."
"yes."
After a while, there was a heavy knock on the door.
Li Muyi was ordered by the prefect to search the entire city. The target of the search, Prefect Lu, was vague, but he could probably guess who was going to be arrested.
The door opened.
The person who opened the door was a fat young lady.
Li Muyi looked at her and said, "The prefect has ordered a search of the inn to capture the fugitive. Please cooperate, young lady."
Qingwu looked at him timidly and nodded to let them in.
"Sir, my father is seriously ill and bedridden. I hope you can take care of him."
Li Muyi pretended not to hear anything and walked straight to the bed. Before he could see who was on the bed, he was interrupted by a voice behind him.
"Wait a minute, sir!"
Song Jin hurried in with the medicine in her hand, and stood in front of them, apologetically saying, "Sir, my husband just coughed up blood, and I'm afraid it would offend your eyes."
Li Muyi looked at this plain-looking girl.
Noticed the blood on her sleeve.
"What's with the blood on my wife's sleeve? I smelled a strong smell of blood in the house when I came in just now."
Song Jin was not in a hurry and pretended to pull his sleeves. "I think it was accidentally stained when my husband coughed up blood. My lord, you don't know that my husband is seriously ill and often coughs up blood. After coughing, he will fall asleep for a long time. The bloody smell you smelled should be the blood that my husband coughed up just now."
Li Muyi nodded, and glanced at her bright eyes with the rest of his eyes, a hint of contemplation flashed across his eyes.
After searching the house and making sure there was nothing wrong, Li Muyi led his people away.
Before leaving, Li Muyi suddenly stared at her and said a few words silently.
Song Jin smiled.
It turned out that he couldn't hide it.
Qing Wu wiped off the powder on her face and said with a lingering fear: "My wife, there are people outside searching everywhere, what should we do?"
Song Jin lowered his eyes and looked at the unconscious person on the bed.
After a few breaths of silence, he said, "We can only wait."
Wait for reinforcements to arrive tonight.
*
In Suizhou there is a kind of poisonous snake whose body is like red jade and whose poison is extremely strong. It is called the life-binding snake.
Countless people have died from its poison.
The previous prefect sought out famous doctors and finally found a way to detoxify the poison, which was widely used.
The poisonous blood in Cui Huaiji's body was released in time. Although he was unconscious, his internal strength was still weakly suppressing the remaining snake venom.
Only after confirming that his life was no longer in danger did Song Jin feel relieved.
Shi An also had news for her.
The reinforcements have arrived.
But now Cui Huaiji is in a coma, and the group is leaderless, and no one knows what to do next.
Song Jin knew that they couldn't just sit there and wait for death.
"Shi An, take a team back to rescue Sun Niang and the others. I will handle the matter with Prefect Lu."
Shi An refused: "No, if the Marquis is awake, he will definitely not agree to my wife taking the risk. Even if he is not awake, I cannot agree."
Song Jin knew that he was worried about himself.
But she was firm in her thinking.
"This is not the first time I've been in danger. I'm the county lord appointed by His Majesty. The Marquis is in a coma, so I should be the one to take charge of the situation. Or do you think that a young lady like me shouldn't come forward?"
Shi An hurriedly explained: "My wife, I never meant that..."
"Okay," Song Jin interrupted him, "Just do as I say. I'll bear the consequences if anything goes wrong. You should know better than me that we can't let them leave Suizhou."
Shi An was silent and glanced at the unconscious person. He couldn't convince himself to stop her.
This is the best solution at the moment.
If it is delayed any further, Cui Huaiji's plan for this trip will fail and he will be punished by His Majesty.
Shi An nodded slowly: "Okay, my lady, please be careful."
*
Inside Suizhou City, the people watched in fear as the guards walked through the streets and alleys, while those who wanted to leave the city were ruthlessly blocked.
Li Muyi stood at the city gate and stopped another group of people who wanted to leave the city.
Prefect Lu concluded that Song Jin and others were still in the city.
He had been an official in Suizhou for many years, and he knew all the things that Prefect Lu did in private. The connection between Beidi and the party of King Suli still needed Prefect Lu to act as a middleman.
Even though He Yin urged him to take action several times, he just responded perfunctorily.
For some reason, he didn't want to stand against Song Jin.
Li Muyi looked at the street and thought of the people he met in the inn during the day.
I just hope they can find another hiding place as soon as possible.
As for Song Jin, he sneaked back to the mansion under the cover of night.
As soon as they stepped into the yard, guards suddenly appeared and surrounded them.
Prefect Lu came out laughing, "Marquis Quling, ah Marquis Quling, no matter how powerful you are, you still fell into my trap!"
Song Jin stared at him calmly, "Prefect Lu, colluding with the rebels is a capital crime."
Prefect Lu pretended not to hear anything, staring at the hooded man beside her, "Who said I was colluding with the rebels? Do you have any evidence, young lady?"
He was certain that he would be able to rest easy if he could capture Cui Huaiji and a few others.
Once they are dead, who can prove that he colluded with the rebels?
Prefect Lu smiled smugly: "The famous Marquis Qu Ling is no more than this."
"Is that so?"
Song Jin gave him a meaningful smile and waved his hand to ask him to take off his hood.
The man under the hood was not Cui Huaiji!
Prefect Lu's eyes widened: "You are plotting against me?!"
He was so angry that he gave the order: "Attack! Kill them all on the spot!!!"
Song Jin immediately became alert and shouted, "Catch him for me!"
In an instant, a large number of secret guards jumped out from the surroundings and rushed into the encirclement.
In just a few moments, the situation was reversed.
When Prefect Lu saw that something was wrong, he turned around and tried to escape.
He was caught off guard and stopped by the cold sword pressed against his neck.
Shi An said in a domineering tone: "It's been a long time since we last met. Where are you going, Prefect Lu?"
Prefect Lu panicked and went to look at his guards.
At this glance, they saw that their people were nowhere to be found, as they had all been knocked down by the people brought by Song Jin.
Magistrate Lu's legs went weak and he fell straight down.
Song Jin looked down at him from above, his almond-shaped eyes cold: "Where are the rebels?"
Magistrate Lu gritted his teeth and tried to deny it to the death: "When did I ever collude with the rebels? Young lady, please don't frame me without any evidence!"
Song Jinsi was not surprised at all that he would answer like this.
Then he slowly brought up another matter.
"How do you explain the mines and embroiderers in the suburbs?"
Prefect Lu wanted to lock her up in there to let her fend for herself, but unfortunately he underestimated Song Jin.
Not only did she not die there, she was standing before him safe and sound.
Prefect Lu's eyes were subtle, but he still denied it flatly: "What mine? What embroiderer? Are you trying to arbitrarily accuse me of something by saying these unfounded things?"
"Who said it was groundless?"
Song Jin looked at Shi An.
Shi An nodded, "Madam Sun, please come out."
Mrs. Sun?
Magistrate Lu subconsciously recalled the beautiful figure in his memory.
No! Impossible!