Jiang Lusheng and Lan Shuang exchanged a glance, and Jiang Lusheng said solemnly, "I know."
Lan Ling nodded in satisfaction, "He's a smart man."
She looked at Lan Shuang and jokingly said, "It's a rare occasion when your vision is good."
Lan Shuang responded calmly, "This is all thanks to my Royal Sister. If it weren't for my Royal Sister, I wouldn't have met Second Young Master Jiang."
Lan Ling raised an eyebrow, "I'm pretty good at being the matchmaker."
Jiang Lusheng lowered his eyes, looking gentle and respectful.
The more Lan Ling looked at him, the more satisfied she felt. She thought that if she got married to such a steady man in the future, he would be able to control her naive sister.
"Please take a seat."
Jiang Lusheng and Lan Shuang sat next to each other, listening to Lan Ling's orderly instructions to his confidants.
This assassination attempt was expected. Lan Ling was well prepared, so he was not injured, but he could not say this to the outside world.
She called the trusted imperial physician and whispered a few instructions to him. The imperial physician understood and his eyes were instantly red when he left.
Lan Shuang leaned close to Jiang Lusheng and whispered, "Look, the palace is full of cunning people."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lan Ling looked over and said, "You can leave now. Remember to act sad and angry when you leave, and don't let others see your flaws."
Lan Shuang thought for a moment, pinched her thigh, and tears came down. She sniffed and cried with true emotion, "Royal sister, you are blessed by heaven, and everything will be fine."
Lan Ling: "..."
She lay in bed, half-dazed, almost doubting that she was really going to die. She pinched her brows and said with a smile, "I didn't know you were so talented in singing."
Lan Shuang wiped her tears with a handkerchief, "This...isn't this supposed to be more realistic?"
Jiang Lusheng couldn't help laughing, and when he turned around, Lan Shuang pinched him and said, "You should act more like a real person."
Jiang Lusheng "..."
Lan Ling: "...Forget it, let's go back." She waved her hand and closed her eyes.
…
Lan Shuang and Jiang Lusheng walked out of the back hall one after the other. One of them had tears in her eyes, and the other had a serious expression. There was a hint of anger between their brows, which made people frightened.
Some ministers came back to their senses after their shock and hurried forward, asking questions in a flurry.
"Your Majesty, how is His Majesty? Is he injured?"
"Why didn't His Majesty come out?"
"Has something happened to His Majesty? What about the banquet?"
Lan Shuang swung her sleeves and angrily shouted, "It's already this late, and you're still thinking about the banquet? No one here today is allowed to leave. Until the truth is revealed, every one of you is a suspect!"
Her outburst of anger shocked everyone. The ministers looked at her in fear and confusion as she summoned the Jinyiwei to interrogate them one by one.
Jiang Lusheng returned to his seat, and Duke Ying and Lord Sun immediately lowered their voices and asked, "How is your Majesty?"
The people around stared at Jiang Lusheng. Although they didn't move when they saw him come back, their ears perked up.
Jiang Lusheng observed their little movements, pretending to be oblivious. He lowered his voice to a level that was faintly audible but not too obvious to those around him. He said in a heavy and angry tone, "Your Majesty is injured. I don't know the details, and my status doesn't allow me to get close to His Majesty. I only saw the imperial physician coming in and out, and I'm afraid..."
The art of lying is to mix truth and lies, and leave enough blank space for people's imagination.
The Duke of Ying's family, including the ministers nearby, did not have any doubts and believed it directly. Their expressions were uglier than each other and they were full of worry.
Jiang Luqing asked in a daze, "So is your marriage with the prince going to fall through?"
Jiang Lusheng "?"
Lord Sun was startled, frowned suddenly and scolded, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
The Duke of England also looked very unhappy. "Shut up, do you want to kill us?"
Jiang Luqing shuddered and came to his senses. He realized what he had just said, and his face turned pale. He turned to look at Jiang Lusheng and argued, "That's not what I meant. I just..."
"If you have nothing to do, eat something and keep your mouth shut so you don't say anything bad."
Jiang Lusheng picked up the plate of braised pig tongue in front of him and placed it in front of Jiang Luqing.
Jiang Luqing: “…”
Jiang Lusheng smiled and said, "Like replenishes like, what you eat replenishes what you eat."
Jiang Luqing: “…………”
Lord Sun was both angry and amused. He turned around and glared at Duke Yingguo again, "Look at the good son you raised."
Although the Duke of England was angry, he couldn't refute it. He didn't think so before, he just thought that the child was a little spoiled. Now he sees that he is really stupid!
The Jinyiwei quickly captured the assassins and, after a round of torture, they discovered the mastermind behind the incident.
It was a demoted official who held a grudge and took advantage of the Wanshou Festival to bribe people in the palace and send a killer from the underworld into the palace. The dancer was also found by her.
However, these excuses could not fool Lan Ling, let alone the ministers outside.
Lan Shuang ordered to continue the investigation and make sure to find out the real mastermind.
It was not until midnight that the officials were finally released from the palace. Until the banquet was over, Lan Ling did not show up again, and no news about her was heard.
Kyoto instantly fell into panic.
People with evil intentions are secretly plotting something.
Lan Shuang was the last one to come out of the palace. As soon as she left, martial law was immediately imposed, and no one was allowed to leave or enter. In the eyes of outsiders, this was a signal that the emperor was seriously injured.
"My Lord, slow down."
Meng Yu met Lan Shuang at the palace gate, holding a lantern to light her way.
Lan Shuang was just about to get in the car when she suddenly realized something. She turned her head and looked into the corner. It was pitch black and there was nothing there.
"Your Highness?" Meng Yu called out in confusion, "What are you looking at?"
"Nothing." Lan Shuang retracted her gaze and got on the carriage as if nothing had happened. "Go back home."
"yes."
Meng Yu got on the carriage and pulled the reins, and the horse immediately turned around and ran back.
The carriage was dark, and Lan Shuang asked 888, "Was there someone peeping over there just now?"
888 nodded. "Yes, it's Yunxing."
"Tsk, why is he back again?"
Lan Shuang frowned. "Could it be that he's reborn to target the original owner? Could it be that his previous life also ended badly and he regrets it?"
888 spread his hands. "I don't know about that. I don't have the right to view anything that's not mission-related. But the host should be careful. The obsession of those who are reborn may be even deeper."
Lan Shuang took it to heart, her face solemn, "I understand."
The carriage drove through the silent long street, and a black shadow flashed by the alley that was originally empty.
Yun Xing stood in the dark, watching the carriage gradually moving away, his eyes dim.
Your Majesty, wait for me.
…
Early the next morning, the ministers received news that the morning court session had been suspended and it was uncertain when it would resume.
Some people could no longer sit still and sent people into the palace to inquire, but they were all turned away.
After a few days of anxiety, the palace finally released the news that His Majesty was injured and in critical condition, and a search was underway for a miracle doctor.
Lan Ling: Start fishing
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