Chapter 299 The fishy smell in the mouth has not been covered

yet It’s only five meters, and I didn’t notice anything.

The emperor repeated it twice in his heart, his eyes dim.

Qianhu was also a little scared.

Five meters is not a distance for close contact, and the person who was bitten by the snake didn’t notice anything.

Thinking about it carefully, from the time the Nansu envoys came to Beijing to now, they should have met at least half of the ministers in the court. If...

Qianhu almost didn’t dare to think about it any more.

The emperor could tell what he was thinking from his stiff body and slightly frightened eyes, and chuckled: "They are not that stupid. There is no one in Tianqi who is good at being a snake. Once someone is a snake, no matter whether they did it or not, they will think of them first." "

What's more, they haven't investigated clearly how Zhiyu found out about Malzaha, so they won't act rashly."

Qianhu lowered his eyes slightly, and the emperor didn't explain too much. He just told him to continue watching, and then waved his hand to signal him to leave.

After he left, the emperor sighed.

He was also very troubled by the matter of the snake. Although the two men didn't look like idiots, they might be crazy.

Everything should be controlled in one's own hands.

The emperor paused for a moment, stood up and said, "Prepare the carriage, I'm going to see the Grand Tutor."

Fu Ping bowed and retreated.

See the Grand Tutor? I believe your lies.

...

Jiang Zhiyu and Tudora went to Qingfeng Pavilion one day and Zuiyuelong the next. Tudora's suspicion of Jiang Zhiyu gradually dissipated during these days of getting along.

Today, they rarely went to either of the two houses, but strolled on the street.

After walking a few steps, they heard a commotion.

Jiang Zhiyu and Tudora looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a frightened horse rushing and galloping towards them.

The crowd hurriedly dodged, and in a few breaths, the crazy horse was in front of Jiang Zhiyu, but Jiang Zhiyu seemed to be frightened and did not move.

Tudora was stunned for a moment, and in a flash, she made a decision. She leaned over and pulled Jiang Zhiyu's arm, her eyes terrified.

"Get out of the way."

She said to get out of the way, but her hands secretly exerted force, secretly pushing Jiang Zhiyu towards the crazy horse.

The sneer on Jiang Zhiyu's lips was fleeting, as if she was not standing firmly, her feet tilted, and she fell to the ground. Tudora was unable to control her strength for a while, and staggered forward a few times, just in a straight line with the crazy horse, and was hit and flew straight.

She fell to the ground and was trampled several times by the crazy horse. She couldn't get up at all, and spit blood on her back.

Jiang Zhiyu then walked over in panic and controlled the reins of the crazy horse.

[So vicious, actually wanting to kill me when I haven't spent all my money yet, unforgivable!]

He Yanting, who watched this farce, said: "..."

This horse was carefully selected by Tudora, even the horseshoes on the horse's hooves were made with heavy workmanship, and now it was all stepped on her. Because of the severe pain, she couldn't even faint.

She could only spit out blood while staring at Jiang Zhiyu.

He Yanting walked to Jiang Zhiyu's side, and seeing that she was not injured, he ordered: "Come here, take this horse to the Dali Temple, and let the Dali Temple chief find out who the owner of this horse is. You two, quickly invite a doctor to check the princess first."

Tudora: "..."

The other guards: "..."

The onlookers: "..."

Of course, the one next to you is a miracle doctor. In terms of medical skills, who can compare with her?

Do we need to invite other doctors?

But no one dared to question it, and they answered yes and left in a hurry.

He Yanting stood beside Jiang Zhiyu and whispered: "She not only wanted to push you out, but also..."

"I know," Jiang Zhiyu said lightly: "She has a poison needle in her hand."

He Yanting: "..."

There was some confusion in his eyes.

How did she know?

According to the speed and angle just now, plus Tudora's deliberate concealment, unless the poison needle had already pierced Jiang Zhiyu, she would not have been able to see it.

Thinking of this, He Yanting's eyes suddenly tensed up, and he looked at Jiang Zhiyu carefully.

Jiang Zhiyu sighed, stretched out his hand to turn his body, and pointed at the things shining with cold light in the pool of blood: "It has all fallen out. If I still can't see it, wouldn't I be stupid and blind?"

He Yanting's eyes were fixed on her fingers.

The fingertips were pink, and there was an agate ring on her finger. Under the sunlight, it was dazzlingly white.

He Yanting's eyes suddenly became dark.

Jiang Zhiyu didn't notice his eyes, and when she saw him looking over, she withdrew her hand.

"It's been a few years since we last met. Yan Ting has grown so big. I remember that before we left, you were still a little kid whose legs were not as long as mine."

A deep and smiling voice sounded. He Yanting and Jiang Zhiyu looked up and saw a middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes and a slight beard walking over.

Although he was smiling, his eyes were a little cold.

It was Prince Yu who had just returned from Beijing.

Although he was the emperor's brother, he was older than the emperor in appearance.

Behind him were the two guards who He Yanting had just ordered to take the horse to the Dali Temple.

He Yanting bowed and clasped his fists: "I have seen the Prince of Yu."

The Prince of Yu stepped forward and helped him up personally: "Why should we be so polite between you and me?" He looked at Jiang Zhiyu who was standing beside him. Jiang Zhiyu yawned and neither looked at him nor saluted.

The Prince of Yu's eyes were slightly cold: "I guess this is Lord Jiang, whom my brother has been thinking highly of recently."

He emphasized his tone when he said Lord Jiang, and anyone could hear his dissatisfaction.

Jiang Zhiyu nodded slightly.

Jiang Zhiyu didn't salute him even after he was pointed out to this point. The Prince of Yu was almost amused by this, and his cold eyebrows were bent coldly: "Why, I, the prince, am not worthy of Lord Jiang's salute?"

"Still, Lord Jiang doesn't even bother to say a word to me?"

He said at the end, his tone turned cold, murderous.

He Yanting narrowed his eyes slightly, Jiang Zhiyu stepped back a few steps, and then said: "Since Your Majesty knows, why bother to tell it, it will be so embarrassing for you."

"Haven't you heard that in the adult world, only by not asking questions can you keep a trace of dignity?"

After saying this, Jiang Zhiyu licked his lips first.

[Come to think of it, I seem to be underage now. ]

[Forget it, it doesn't matter, as long as the mental age is an adult. 】

He Yanting: "..."

Prince Yu stared at her closely, his eyes as cold as ice: "You are really sharp-tongued. Don't think that you are arrogant just because the emperor respects you now."

Jiang Zhiyu stepped back a few steps, covered her nose, and looked at him with disgust: "Don't talk, the fishy smell in your mouth has not been covered yet."

Prince Yu: "!!!"

He Yanting: "!!!"

He said, why do I always feel that there is a strange smell lingering at the tip of my nose.