Chapter 363 You are in my hands, Zhao Mingyan is willing to give up everything

Chapter 363 You are in my hands, Zhao Mingyan is willing to give up everything

Ji Qingwu took out a light blue sugar pill from his sleeve pocket and stuffed it into her mouth.

He held her hand tightly and comforted her, "It's okay, I'm here, don't worry."

Tao Wanyin's lower abdomen was bloated and painful, but with Ji Qingwu's words and the pills, she felt like she had found a backbone.

"Qingwu, I'll be fine."

Ji Qingwu nodded vigorously.

Duan Mingfeng was still fighting with the "Warden". Although the attack power of this soft sword was not strong enough, it was very difficult to deal with and could change its trajectory at will. It was just not suitable for long-term combat.

The "Warden" was obviously better at close combat. He wielded the short blade in his hand freely, with a fierce light in his eyes, and he was already in a position to force Duan Mingfeng back.

Ji Qingwu seized the opportunity and threw a handful of medicine powder over. The blue powder was still shining and looked like it was highly poisonous.

The "Warden" quickly held his breath, as his men were one step short of making a move.

Duan Mingfeng's soft sword pierced his right arm, and strange blood flowed out.

When Ji Qingwu saw the strange-colored blood, he became more certain that he was not the one controlled by the spider poison, but the real person.

Duan Mingfeng wanted to pursue the victory and capture the man, but the "Warden" was injured and a strange smile appeared on his face.

After he was stabbed, blood splattered and some blood spots flew onto Duan Mingfeng's hands.

Ji Qingwu also noticed this after placing Princess Yong in a corner.

She said loudly: "Yuwen Tianqing, since you asked me to come, you should take some time to talk to me."

The fight between the two ended, and the warden leaped to the side, took off his human skin mask, and said excitedly: "Miss Ji Wu, I am really touched that you recognized me so quickly."

After hiding from the sun for so many days, Yuwen Tianqing's face turned pale, and his silver-gray blue eyes also became much dimmer.

Ji Qingwu walked behind Duan Mingfeng and reminded him softly, "Master Duan, don't use your internal energy anymore. Yuwen Tianqing's blood is highly poisonous."

When she came over, the black-clad guards had already guarded the gate tightly and would not give Yuwen Tianqing any chance to escape from the imperial prison.

Duan Mingfeng's hands were already feeling numb, but his expression did not change at all.

"Yuwen Tianqing, if you dare to come to the palace, you will not be able to escape this time."

Yuwen Tianqing laughed disdainfully and said, "Oh? Really? You should just care about your own life."

Some of the black-clad guards from the Imperial City Bureau had already gathered at the prison gate. Duan Mingfeng made a gesture and the black-clad guards rushed forward.

Yuwen Tianqing's situation is over.

Ji Qingwu was feeling that things were going a little too smoothly when a layer of white mist surged into her mind, a feeling of déjà vu.

As Yuwen Tianqing retreated, he took out a black flute from his arms and put it to his mouth and blew it. The tune was extremely strange.

The fog in Ji Qingwu’s mind had not yet dissipated, but his scalp also tightened. What kind of magic sound was Yuwen Tianqing blowing?

The people around her reacted more seriously than she did.

Duan Mingfeng knelt on the ground almost immediately and coughed up some black blood.

The reaction of those black-clad guards was a little slower than Duan Mingfeng's, but they also lost their ability to move and fell to the ground in a staggering manner.

Oh no!

Ji Qingwu frowned and looked around.

Prince Yong had a splitting headache and banged his head against the railing several times, trying to keep himself awake.

Su Fengyue in the prison and Tao Wanyin in the corner were already weak. They fainted after playing only half of the song.

After the song was over, only Ji Qingwu had the strength to stand.

She asked, "What is this song?"

"It's the Violent Soul Song." Yuwen Tianqing said, "It's the opposite of the soul-soothing song. It reminds people of painful things. The stronger the inner strength of a person, the more serious the disturbance will be."

"I have never seen anyone who can stand under this music. Miss Ji Wu, don't you have any pain?"

It’s not that she didn’t have any pain, but Ji Qingwu’s brain fog came too timely.

After a little thought, she realized that this was a national fortune bonus released by the system.

She had just had contact with Emperor Wu Su in the Qinzheng Hall, and kissing is also a form of intimate behavior. This time she released it so quickly, it seems that her rating this time is not low.

When Ji Qingwu thought of Zhao Mingyan, he couldn't help but curl his lips.

Thinking back to before coming, she pushed him back onto the dragon throne and asked him to continue reviewing the mountain of memorials and just wait for good news from her and Lord Duan.

It seems that this good news is a bit difficult.

Her smiling expression, in Yuwen Tianqing's eyes, showed her unfathomable depth.

"But it doesn't matter. With you in my hands, Zhao Mingyan will be willing to sacrifice anything." Yuwen Tianqing said with cold eyes: "I can take his life again!"

Ji Qingwu thought that these two sentences had nothing to do with each other. He was just talking about the last time Emperor Wu Su was wounded by an arrow.

She opened her mouth and asked, "Where does the Fourth Prince get the confidence to think he can catch me and kill the Emperor?"

Yuwen Tianqing walked towards Ji Qingwu with a short blade in his hand.

"Don't be so stubborn! You don't think he will come to save you."

He blew on the blade and said with determination: "The secret agents I planted in the palace have also begun to move. Even if I can't kill him, I can still take you away."

Ji Qingwu stepped back and said, "You don't want the thing in Su Fengyue's hand?"

Yuwen Tianqing said: "Do you know what I'm looking for?"

Ji Qingwu nodded: "I know, that thing is definitely not in his hands."

She talked to Yuwen Tianqing to distract him, and out of the corner of her eye she noticed someone quietly moving towards her by the door.

"He gave that thing to his most favored youngest daughter, also named Yue'er."

Ji Qingwu stared into his eyes and said slowly: "The crescent pattern is very beautiful."

Yuwen Tianqing paused, his face livid as he asked, "Why is that hairpin with you?!"

Ji Qingwu was right in his guess; that silver hairpin had a special use.

And for Yuwen Tianqing, it is a very important thing.

Ji Qingwu had already retreated to the door. Her eyes tilted to the right almost unnoticeably, and she said, "Of course I am kind and beautiful, and Su Daiyue likes me, so she left it to me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Sihai, disguised as Chang Lu, rushed in from the right door.

"Watch out for his blood!"

While giving this reminder, Ji Qingwu walked around the corner of the door, picked up something, and ran towards the gate of the imperial prison.

Just now, Sihai was outside the door and was more or less affected by the magic sound. His movements were not as agile as before, and he was at a disadvantage after just three or two moves.

Yuwen Tianqing had no intention of fighting with him. After learning that the hairpin was in Ji Qingwu's hands, his only target was her.

When he came out of the prison, Ji Qingwu was no longer there.

It was impossible for her to escape in such a short time and the prison was so big.

Besides, a key is needed to open the door, and he did not hear the sound of the door opening.

Yuwen Tianqing sneered. Ji Qingwu was still in the imperial prison, but no one knew where he was hiding.

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