Chapter 363 You're in my hands, Zhao Mingyan is willing to give up anything.
Ji Qingwu took out a light blue sugar pill from his sleeve pocket and put it into her mouth.
He squeezed 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 as if she had found a pillar of support.
"Qingwu, I'll be alright."
Ji Qingwu nodded vigorously.
Duan Mingfeng was still locked in combat with the "Warden." Although the soft sword wasn't very powerful, it was incredibly difficult to deal with, as it could change its trajectory at will. However, it wasn't suitable for prolonged battles.
The "warden" was clearly more skilled in close combat, wielding his short blade with ease, his eyes flashing with a fierce light, already showing signs of forcing Duan Mingfeng to retreat.
Ji Qingwu seized the opportunity and threw a handful of powder over. The blue powder was shimmering and looked like it was highly poisonous.
The "warden" quickly held his breath, his hand missing a crucial move.
Duan Mingfeng's soft sword pierced his right arm, drawing out eerie blood.
Upon seeing the unusual blood, Ji Qingwu became even more certain that he was not the one controlled by the spider gu, but the original self.
Duan Mingfeng wanted to press his advantage and capture the man, but the "warden" was injured and instead revealed a strange smile.
After he was stabbed, blood splattered, and some bloodstains flew onto Duan Mingfeng's hand.
Ji Qingwu noticed this after settling Princess Yong in a corner.
She said loudly, "Yuwen Tianqing, since you summoned me here, you should spend some time talking to me."
The fight between the two stopped, and the warden leaped to the side, ripped off his human skin mask, and said excitedly, "Miss Ji, I am truly moved that you recognized me so quickly."
After so many days of hiding and living in darkness, Yuwen Tianqing's face was pale, and his silver-gray eyes had also dimmed considerably.
Ji Qingwu walked behind Duan Mingfeng and whispered a reminder: "Lord Duan, please stop using your internal energy. Yuwen Tianqing's blood is highly poisonous."
When she arrived, the black-clad guards had already secured the gate, ensuring that Yuwen Tianqing would not have another chance to escape from the prison.
Duan Mingfeng's hands were already feeling numb, but his expression remained unchanged.
"Yuwen Tianqing, you dare to come to the palace, this time you will not be able to escape even if you grow wings."
Yuwen Tianqing chuckled dismissively and said, "Oh? Is that so? You should worry about your own life."
A group of the Imperial City Guards in black had already gathered at the prison gate. Duan Mingfeng made a gesture, and the guards rushed forward.
Yuwen Tianqing's power has waned.
Just as Ji Qingwu felt things were progressing a little too smoothly, a layer of white mist welled up in her mind, a feeling of déjà vu.
As Yuwen Tianqing retreated, he took out a black flute from his robes, put it to his lips, and began to play a very eerie tune.
The fog in Ji Qingwu's mind hadn't cleared yet, but his scalp tingled. What kind of demonic sound was Yuwen Tianqing playing?
The people around her reacted more strongly than she did.
Duan Mingfeng almost immediately knelt on the ground, coughing up several mouthfuls of blood, which was jet black.
Those black-clad guards reacted slightly less than Duan Mingfeng, but they also lost their ability to move and fell to the ground in a haphazard manner.
Oh no!
Ji Qingwu frowned and looked around.
Prince Yong had a splitting headache and banged his head against the railing several times in an attempt to stay awake.
Su Fengyue, who was in prison, and Tao Wanyin, who was in the corner, were both physically weak. They could only play half of the song before they fainted from exhaustion.
After the song ended, only Ji Qingwu had the strength to stand.
She asked, "What piece of music is this?"
“It’s the Song of Violent Souls,” Yuwen Tianqing said. “Unlike the song of soothing the soul, it will remind people of painful things. The stronger a person’s internal energy, the more severe the disturbance will be.”
"I have never seen anyone who can stand still while listening to this music. Doesn't Miss Ji suffer any pain?"
It wasn't that she didn't have any painful experiences, but rather that Ji Qingwu's mental fog came at just the right time.
After a moment's thought, she realized that this was a national fortune bonus released by the system.
She had just been in contact with Emperor Wusu in the Hall of Diligent Governance, and a kiss is a form of intimate behavior. The fact that she was released so quickly suggests that her rating this time is quite high.
Ji Qingwu couldn't help but curl her lips into a smile when she thought of Zhao Mingyan.
Before coming here, she had pressed him back onto the dragon throne, telling him to continue reviewing the mountain of memorials and to wait for good news from her and Lord Duan.
It seems this good news is a bit difficult to come by.
Her smiling expression, in Yuwen Tianqing's eyes, became an indication of her unfathomable depths.
“But it doesn’t matter. With you in my hands, Zhao Mingyan is willing to give up anything.” Yuwen Tianqing said coldly, “I can take his life again!”
Ji Qingwu thought the two sentences were unrelated; he was just referring to the previous scheme that caused Emperor Wusu to be wounded by an arrow.
She opened her mouth and said, "Where does the Fourth Prince get the confidence to think he can capture me and take the Emperor's life?"
Yuwen Tianqing, holding a short blade, walked towards Ji Qingwu.
"Don't be stubborn! You don't actually think he'll come to rescue you, do you?"
He blew on the blade, confidently declaring, "My mole in the palace has started to move. Even if I can't kill him, I can take you with me."
Ji Qingwu took a step back, saying, "You don't want what Su Fengyue has anymore?"
Yuwen Tianqing said, "Do you know what I'm looking for?"
Ji Qingwu nodded: "I know, that thing is definitely not in his possession."
She was talking to Yuwen Tianqing, which distracted him, but out of the corner of her eye she noticed someone quietly moving toward her by the door.
"He gave that thing to his most beloved youngest daughter, who was also named Yue'er."
Ji Qingwu stared into his eyes and said slowly, "The crescent moon pattern is beautiful."
Yuwen Tianqing stopped in his tracks, his face ashen, and said, "Why is that hairpin with you?!"
Ji Qingwu was right; the silver hairpin had a special purpose.
Moreover, it was a very important item for Yuwen Tianqing.
Ji Qingwu had already retreated to the doorway, her gaze almost imperceptibly shifting to the right, and said, "Naturally, it's because I'm beautiful and kind-hearted. Su Daiyue likes me, so she left me."
As soon as he finished speaking, Sihai, disguised as Changlu, rushed in through the right door.
"Watch out for his blood!"
As Ji Qingwu gave the reminder, he went around to the corner of the door, grabbed something, and ran towards the gate of the imperial prison.
Just now, Sihai was outside the door and was also affected by the demonic sound to some extent. His movements were not as agile as usual, and he was at a disadvantage after taking a few blows.
Yuwen Tianqing had no intention of getting entangled with him. After learning that the hairpin was in Ji Qingwu's hands, he only had her as his target.
When he came out of the prison, Ji Qingwu was nowhere to be seen.
In such a short time, and with such a large prison, there was no way she could have escaped.
Moreover, a key is needed to open the door, and he did not hear the door open.
Yuwen Tianqing sneered. Ji Qingwu was still in the imperial prison, but no one knew where he was hiding.
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