Rescue the Paranoid Villain Boss

Chapter 72: The sick and weak prime minister who was poisoned to death by his sweetheart

It was the beginning of the year when the eldest princess left. Xiao Jinse mobilized the imperial army to search along the Gyeonggi City inch by inch, almost to the entire imperial city to find the ground three feet away.

To no avail.

The eldest princess of Da Duan disappeared out of thin air like this, completely lost track of the prime minister's mansion, which was guarded three steps and one sentry.

No one knows where she went, and no one knows how she escaped.

Xiao Jinse didn’t worry about anyone, and went to find her personally. Her body was so bad that she couldn’t walk far. When she got out of the city, she coughed and couldn’t catch the reins. She chased her for hundreds of miles with her spirit riding. Unable to stand up and fell off the horse.

For Xiao Jinse or everyone, that spring was extremely cold. At the beginning of March, a cold spring came suddenly, which aggravated Xiao Jinse’s condition. He vomited for half a month, and the illness was extremely serious. , However, it was useless. Later, not only was the capital city, the news that Xiao Xiang was seriously ill was known everywhere, and almost everyone was waiting for the moment when Xiao Jinse closed his eyes to change the situation.

The officials in Beijing had already made a choice between Xiao Jinse and the emperor. The little emperor began to desperately mobilize forces to inquire about Xiao Jinse's condition, but the entire Xiangfu was like an iron barrel, and no news could be delivered.

The more serious the cover was, the more it showed that Xiao Jinse was not good enough. The little emperor almost wanted to thank his aunt for her willful behavior. He was so angry that Xiao Jinse was only ran away once.

"It's coming, it's coming!" In the nine-layer high platform, the emperor's hands were shaking slightly.

He admits that his talent is not inferior to Xiao Jinse, but only a few years younger than her, and has been controlled by her. Now, the person who has been on his head since he was young, like a clouded person, is finally dying.

He waited for this day, it was too long.

Gu Ciyan was beside him, holding the sword in both hands, and his low voice inevitably contained a little excitement.

"Your Majesty, there is a secret letter in the secret guard, Xiao Xiang has been in a coma for several days, the soup has not entered, and the lamp has been exhausted, I am afraid it will not last a few days..."

The Xiangfu on the other side is another scene.

In the weather at the end of March, several stoves were still burning in the house, and the windows were sealed to prevent the cold wind from leaking in. A faint smell of blood mixed with the smell of medicine lingered in it.

The pale golden-faced woman closed her eyes and leaned on the jade pillow, her lips were chapped, and the corners of her eyes might be coughing too much or even with some water, but her voice was cold.

"is there any news?"

The low-pitched voice seemed to be able to melt into the spring breeze and disappear at any time. He was indeed seriously ill, but his mind was still calm and clear, and there was no such thing as a coma for several days in the rumor.

Xin Yi shook his head, his brows and eyes were stained with sadness: "No, there is still no news about the princess everywhere."

The corners of the mouth of the person on the couch seemed to twitch, and their thin fingers gripped the bedding tightly: "Has the official roads and roads intercepted them?"

"Stopped..." Xin Yi lowered his head, his voice struggling: "Still not..."

No, still not...

Xiao Jinse's expression was gloomy, and her long, curled eyelashes quivered slightly, and for a long time, they slowly closed again, as if frustrated. After a long while, he laughed abruptly, and the corners of his mouth lifted an inch and repeated those two. Words, word by word, are cold and palpitating.

"No--"

There was no sound from everyone present, and even the breathing was extremely low, and only the woman sneered in the empty room.

Yes, even if she came out of the news that she was dying, she wanted to see His Royal Highness again, she wouldn't want to see her again.

Shi Qingyue, what a cruel heart.

This bitter trick of hers was plainly done to the blind.

There was a long silence as if there was no end to it. For a long time, the woman on the couch slowly lifted the bedding. Xin Yi wanted to help, but was pushed away by Xiao Jinse. She climbed up with difficulty alone and stretched out a hand.

Fingertips are as white as bamboo shoots and white as jade, but they are scary and thin, with protruding wrist bones.

The cyan blood vessels on it are clearly visible, allowing anyone to know that they are chronically ill at a glance.

"Medicine, give me—"

Xin Yi was taken aback, suddenly raised his head and hissed: "The Prime Minister!"

The bottom of her eyes was almost begging, but the woman on the couch was not affected. The bottom of her eyes was pitch black, as if there was no light to penetrate, only a piece of emotionless cold.

"I want to say it again, medicine, give me—"

With trembling hands, Xin Yi finally took out a small purple porcelain bottle and poured out a longan-sized pill from it. Xiao Jinse held the pill and closed his eyes.

"How are you preparing for the matter to be explained?"

"We are almost ready," Jiang Changche replied with his head down from behind, "Beware of the barbarians' forces in Northern Xinjiang, the remaining active secret orders around Gyeonggi will be issued today, and you can listen to your orders at any time."

Everything is ready, with only one east wind, everything can rise like a prairie prairie fire, changing the sky and the ground only in an instant.

Xiao Jinse closed his eyes, raised his head and drank the pill mixed with the bitter medicine.

It’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay if your Royal Highness doesn’t want to come back. She is a big-end eldest princess after all, thinking of the emperor and Jiangshan, when she arrests the emperor, and throws everyone in the clan into Zhao prison. Go to the little emperor for a piece of meat and kill one person in the clan, then she will have to come back if she doesn't come back!

She always wanted it, and fell into her own hands.

She has never wanted to escape again in her life. It's not that she didn't give her a chance, but she made a mistake and wanted to come back, so you can't blame me...

The undercurrent in the imperial city was surging, and everyone was waiting for that moment. The woman in the frontier desert walked hard in the sand with a hood. The camel bell had disappeared in the desert, and she was staggering alone. , Looking around is full of wind and sand.

"How long will it be?"

"It's coming, it's coming, at most there will be more than one hour to reach Fu'er City." The system checked the map, it may be that this broken world has stayed for too long, and even it is familiar with using time to speak.

"Host, what Xiao says is so pitiful, why don't you go back and see her?"

"What are you going to do? Go back and get her locked up?" The woman stretched out her tightly wrapped arms and poured water into her throat. The water in the desert was easy to lose, and she was wrapped in a gown almost all over her body.

Xiao Jinse just said it nicely, she didn't believe her at all from the beginning.

After being reborn, Xiao Jinse is no longer the Xiao Xiang who was foolish and foolish at the time, and she didn't believe anyone but herself.

The clear spring flowed into her throat, making her burning throat barely feel better. She raised her head and looked at the endless wind and sand, and squinted her eyes: "This kind of place is really not a place for people. Local generations can't go out, no wonder the little emperor promised to allow them to leave the lowland and return to the Central Plains after three years. They can do so desperately."

She is a quest person, and she probably has a basic understanding of the world, relying on the system to know most of the plot behind, this kind of glorious deeds of the young emperor will naturally be familiar.

A gleam of sharp flashes flashed through Shi Qingyue's eyes: "So even if we can get rid of this torture and pain for future generations, it shouldn't be impossible to follow suit."

The system faintly felt that something was wrong.

Obviously let her come over to rewrite the plot, so that the villain can feel love and warmth, and the hero and the hero can live well. Why is she doing the hero's job in the current situation?

But it is clear that it is too late.

Shi Qingyue put on his hood again and continued to trek hard against the wind and sand, murmuring in his mind.

"Jiangnan, whose vitality was severely damaged, Yizhou, whose imperial examinations lag behind others over the years, and Fu'er City, which was tortured in exile on the border, is enough..."

During the time she went out to wander, she was not really just visiting mountains and rivers. During that year, she contacted the old and ambitious courtiers that she had known in the past, as well as all kinds of people who wanted but had no way.

Including some capable officials and officials that the little emperor would use in the future, she gathered them one by one.

Up to this moment, it seemed that everything that was not very clear seemed to be revealed. The system was panicked for a moment, and the sophisticated instrument suddenly calculated something: "What about Jiangnan?"

Why did she stabbed out to go to Beijing to file a complaint at this time? How could she happen to be sued to Xiao Jinse, and even if she didn’t have those things here, Xiao Jinse might not come over—

The woman's voice was still faint, and she couldn't hear too much emotion: "They are right. I am indeed the bait to lure Xiao Jinse over."

The wind blew her hood, covering half of the woman's stern face, making it difficult to see her expression.

Not everyone wanted to choose between Xiao Jinse and the emperor. She only enlisted the neutral and the opposing ones. The granary like Jiangnan had no grievances against Xiao Jinse.

But what does it matter? She is here, Xiao Jinse has a legitimate reason to go to Jiangnan, so she can have hatred.

The system suddenly felt a little creepy. It seemed that from the beginning, it was not a simple--

Shi Qingyue ignored it, and in the dim yellow sky in the distance, a tall and dilapidated city wall gradually appeared at the end of the line of sight, desolate and simple.

"We are here, Fu'er City."

She stood on the sand dunes, her long gown swayed by the wind, her eyes were calm.

The last piece of the puzzle about the strength of the frontier troops was finally put together, blocking the possibility of deploying troops to help, and neither the emperor nor Xiao Jinse could cross the hurdle.

She sighed lightly and walked down lightly.

"Perhaps you have heard that snipes and clams compete for the fisherman's profit."

The system didn't dare to speak, it began to think about the countless details of the past, trying to remember when it was clearly dependent on each other to go together, and when did Shi Qingyue plan all this silently.

Shi Qingyue didn't expect its answer. She remembered the words she had promised in the last world.

The feeling of being controlled and powerless is terrible. This time, she wants to be the one who controls everything.

Soon, right away.

In mid-May, the heavy rain was like a waterfall, and the moment when the continuous heavy rain stopped, Qingyi rode his horse in Qiyu Mountain, which was only a thousand miles away from the capital.

In mid-May, there was news that Xiao Jinse was dying of illness soon. Everyone was waiting for the news, but there was no news.

The entire imperial city was suddenly closed, and the news inside couldn't come out. It was like a dead city. It is said that Xiao Jinse fought to the death on a temporary occasion.

At the beginning of June, news came from Beijing that Xiao Jinse was defeated.

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