Seeing that Chen Qing had already gone in, Jiang Zhuo turned around and left with Changfeng to look for Chunye.
"Sir, are you relieved that the princess is in there with that Hua Qiufeng?"
"She is capable of protecting herself." Jiang Zhuo was a little worried, but he also believed in Shen Qing.
"Of course, there's no doubt about the princess's abilities. I'm referring to Hua Qiufeng. He took advantage of your absence from the capital to sneak in and get close to the princess. Could he have some ulterior motive?"
Jiang Zhuo glanced at him sideways, then rolled his eyes.
"Can you think of something serious?"
"Young Master's business is serious business!"
In Changfeng's eyes, anything related to Jiang Zhuo is serious business, and if it concerns the future young lady, it is of utmost importance.
If someone takes advantage of the lady that the young master has begged for after much trouble, the consequences will be unimaginable.
"How is Hua Qiufeng better than me? Why do you worry so much?"
Changfeng was silent. That’s true!
The moment Shen Qing entered the Tibetan Medicine Pavilion, he smelled a strong herbal aroma mixed with the scent of old wood in the room.
There are rows of tall medicine cabinets all around, and the cabinets are densely packed with various bottles, jars and boxes, each of which is marked with complex symbols and names.
The moonlight poured in through the window lattice, forming pale shadows.
In the dim light, the two figures appeared hazy. They moved forward lightly, and the wooden floor beneath their feet made a slight creaking sound, which was particularly clear in the silent environment.
Shen Qing gestured, signaling the two to search separately.
Hua Qiufeng nodded and walked towards the medicine shelf on the right, holding his sword tightly in his hand and remaining vigilant at all times.
The medicine shelves outside contain almost all medicinal herbs, but no finished medicines.
“There should be a secret door here.” Shen Qing said softly.
The two carefully looked at every detail around them, not missing any possible clues.
In the corner, an abrupt vase caught Shen Qing's attention.
This vase seems out of place among the neatly arranged medicine cabinets and utensils around it. It stands alone in the corner, and the patterns on the vase are strange and complex.
Shen Qing slowly approached the vase, reached out and gently touched the vase, feeling the texture on it. She frowned slightly, secretly speculating in her heart about the possible connection between the vase and the secret door.
Then she turned the bottle clockwise, and the medicine shelf flipped inward, revealing a wooden staircase leading downwards.
"Walk."
The two walked up the stairs and headed inside.
A huge alchemy furnace stood in the center of the room, with mysterious patterns carved on the furnace body, and some unused medicinal materials and alchemy tools scattered around it.
"This is where the medicine is made. The elixir should be here." Hua Qiufeng carefully examined the furnace, his voice low and tense. "I heard from a pharmacist before that the antidote and poison are kept on the shelf next to the furnace."
"try to find."
Shen Qing spoke concisely, her tone decisive and resolute. Her eyes quickly swept around, and without hesitation, she began to search the surrounding shelves.
Hua Qiufeng took a deep breath and immediately took action. His hands swept over the bottles and jars, his eyes anxious, and finally he found the poison.
"I found the poison." Hua Qiufeng turned around with the bottle in his hand and met the eyes of an old man with a white beard.
Shen Qing looked at the old man who suddenly appeared and silently took out a dagger in his hand.
"May I ask who you are?"
The old man's eyes were sharp and he said in a cold voice, "Two little thieves broke into the medicine cabinet and actually asked who I was!"
"Can't I ask? Then what should I call you? A nobody or... an old thing that's not presentable?"
Shen Qing chuckled. She knew very well how to anger others.
"How dare you, you little brat, speak so rudely!" The elder of the Medicine Pavilion took out a whip with a barb from somewhere and said, "Today, I will make sure you never return!"
The elder of the medicine pavilion waved his long whip with a sinister look in his eyes. Under the dim light, it flashed a cold light and came straight at Shen Qing's face.
Shen Qing dodged and dodged the fierce blow. He used the dagger to wrap around the whip and pulled hard to control his movements.
Hua Qiufeng seized the opportunity, drew his sword quickly and stepped forward. His body was as fast as the wind, and he quickly circled behind the elder and went straight for the vital point.
The elder was old but reacted very quickly. He turned around and pulled back his whip, which collided with Hua Qiufeng's long sword, causing a series of sparks to burst out.
Shen Qing did not give any opportunity to attack, and attacked repeatedly. The elder was not in a hurry, and the long whip was swung tightly, neutralizing Shen Qing's attacks one by one.
"Not bad, old man..."
The amusement in Shen Qing's eyes disappeared, and the coldness of the dagger in his hand was fully revealed.
…
Jiang Zhuo and Chang Feng didn't even think about hiding their bodies. They swaggered to a palace full of guards.
"Sir, is this Chun Ye's bedroom?"
"Are you blind? It says 'Penal Prison' on it. Chun Ye lives here?" Jiang Zhuo really wanted to open Chang Feng's head to see if it was empty. "It should be an institution with a punitive nature."
"Is the person imprisoned in there a traitor?"
"This little brother is very smart."
A deep and magnetic male voice suddenly sounded from behind the two of them, breaking the original silence. There was an elusive meaning in the voice, and a certain threat was implied in the praise.
Looking in the direction of the voice, I saw a tall man slowly approaching. He was burly, with broad shoulders that seemed capable of carrying a heavy burden.
His thin lips were tightly pursed, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised with a subtle arc, making it difficult to guess his true emotions at the moment.
"The prison can also hold intruders like you."
Jiang Zhuo looked calmly at the man in front of him and the group of killers behind him.
"What a coincidence, Chunye?"
"What a coincidence, this seems to be my territory." Chun Ye saw that Jiang Zhuo was not panicked at all, and felt a little impressed.
Chang Feng whispered in Jiang Zhuo's ear, "Master, we can't defeat them."
Jiang Zhuo certainly knew that with so many people, the two of them had no chance of winning, so he decided to delay and wait for Shen Qing to bring the antidote.
"I came here today to discuss cooperation with Feng Sheng."
"What kind of cooperation do you want? Do you want Lord Jiang, the Minister of Justice, to come and discuss it in person?"
Does he still know him?
"Only by discussing it in person can we show sincerity," Jiang Zhuo said. "From what I understand, Feng Sheng's current situation is much worse than before, right?"
"Who spread the rumor?" Chun Ye sneered.
"You know whether it's a rumor or not. I came here to discuss cooperation with you with sincerity. I'll help you rebuild your reputation, and you'll work for me. How about that?"
Haruye frowned.
He knew that this Dali Temple Minister was cruel, treacherous and cunning, and was a prominent figure in the capital.
But, is he really here to discuss cooperation?
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