After wearing the book, I became the general's writer Bai Yueguang

Chapter 144 The Strange Wound

Um?Did Ji Yunyuan leave Jiankang?
Sima Ling wanted to say something else, but when he saw someone behind Wang Xuan, he raised his eyebrows, "I have something to tell my lord, you should avoid it first!"

"Yes."

He Musheng responded, turned around and was about to go out when Sima Ling said again, "Stop!"

Her heart sank, but it was so, she still turned around calmly, lowered her head, and waited for Sima Ling's order.

"You go and prepare. Tonight, the county government will hold a banquet. Your husband will probably drink alcohol. Remember to make more hangover soup."

After saying this, Sima Ling turned his head to look at Wang Xuan, "Brother Xuan, General Qian Feng will arrive at Gushu tonight. You have always been good at strategizing. When discussing matters, remember to discuss with uncle."

Having said that, she impatiently bowed to He Musheng, "Go down."

After He Musheng left, he heard Sima Ling still talking to himself, "That Wang Ying is a bully, if the Langya Wang family is handed over to him, won't he destroy it? Brother Xuan is not worthy of carrying shoes..."

He Musheng didn't dare to stop, but just winked at the nurse, and the two walked to the small kitchen tacitly.

Thinking of this, she hurriedly turned back to the cabinet.

Wang Xuan chuckled lightly, and comforted him, "Your Majesty is suspicious, it's a matter of state, so it's understandable."

On the high platform, Wang Dun had long since disappeared, and all the cases around him had been cleared away, except for the white shirt not far away, who was extremely lonely under the flickering candlelight.

"Is Lang Jun's personal attendant here?"

He Mucheng hurriedly lifted up Wang Xuan's wide sleeves, seeing this, her heart tightened!
I saw a row of tooth marks on his white arms, and blood gushed out, staining his underclothes dazzlingly.

Wang Xuan squinted his phoenix eyes halfway, Ruyu's face was full of laziness, "Someone is watching, don't show your feet."

The moment she saw He Musheng, she narrowed her eyebrows and said displeasedly, "What are you still doing? The banquet has been gone for a long time, why are you so blind? Why don't you hurry up and help your husband back?"

"Are you not drunk?" He Musheng responded in a low voice.

He Mucheng stepped forward quickly, reached out and patted his back, "Lang Jun?"

This is the climax of the plot in the book, and He Musheng has long been familiar with it.

"Lang Jun, what are you doing!"

Having said that, he went to the table, spread out the rice paper, endured the severe pain and waved his brush, and continued, "Today, Qian Feng also asked my uncle whether he would support Wang Ying once he passed away, and my uncle gave three suggestions... ..."

He Musheng laughed at himself, "In the end, I still don't believe my unfounded divination."

Wang Xuan slowly resumed the movements of his hands, "Your Majesty believed in Ah Yan's prophecy, so he secretly sent me to investigate the truth, collect the evidence, and send it back to Jiankang."

"The Duke wants to choose a trick, but Qian Feng will stick to it." He Musheng looked back firmly, and said word by word, "Your Majesty believes in me, and Qian Feng has great ambitions, especially as the Duke's health is getting worse and worse. will assert itself."

As soon as the door was closed, Wang Xuan hurriedly took out the shochu on the table and poured it on the wound on his arm. In just a moment, his forehead was already dripping with cold sweat.

Wang Xuan didn't respond.

Wang Xuan remained silent, and after a while, he solemnly handed over a letter and an iron box to He Musheng.

Wang Xuan had already put the weight of his whole body on her body, accompanied by a low warning in his ear, "Don't delay, help me back."

But what he said made He Musheng's eyes turn red immediately.

Wang Xuan smiled sadly, "It's too late, I have never lost face in my life, even now, I will not compromise."

"Hmph, he's already suspicious of you, yet you still speak up for him!" Thinking of Sima Shao's suspicion, He Musheng's face turned angrily.

"Ayan, I will send someone to escort you back to Lucheng. When the time comes, you will meet General Ji and hand these over to His Majesty for me."

And on the bed, Wang Xuan had already raised the dagger and pointed it at his chest!

"But……"

"Ayan, I ordered the doctor to check the ratio of the medicine dregs. Combined with the symptoms I saw on my uncle today, I am 100% sure that his body is not as good as before."

"No but." He Musheng still wanted to ask, but was interrupted by Wang Xuan's cold voice.

He Mucheng shook his head, tears poured into his palms, merging with blood, "Brother, trust me, I can cure you..."

As if he didn't expect her to come back, Wang Xuan was unprepared, so he could only tightly clenched the hilt of his sword, and said in a cold voice, "Let go, or it will be too late."

Xu Shi felt that his words were too aggressive, and Wang Xuan's voice softened a bit, "Let's go tonight, don't come back in the future, and have a good time with General Ji, don't be willful again."

"Lang Jun, what's wrong with you? Are you poisoned? Ah Yan can detoxify and cure diseases. Tell me, what's wrong? Let's solve it together, shall we?"

He chuckled, slowly raised his eyes, "I forgot, Ah Yan is good at divination."

After saying this, he waved his hand, "Go out, someone will take you away."

He Musheng stepped forward and grabbed the dagger desperately. Because of the excessive force, there was a hissing sound, and a wound was cut on the palm of her hand, blood gushed out, and her eyes were blurred by the heart-wrenching pain.

He Musheng was about to analyze carefully when he felt his shoulders sink.

These tooth marks don't look like human...

According to the book, Wang Xuan overheard Wang Dun discussing treason and usurpation with Qian Feng by accident. In order to cover up, he got himself very drunk, and Wang Dun let go of his doubts.

He Musheng put the cloak in his hand on Wang Xuan, and pulled his arm up. With this pull, a gust of blood rushed to his nostrils!

But the book didn't say that there would be bites on his arm?

The eyes are empty and lonely.

This bite wound doesn't look like an ordinary wound, could it be poisonous?
Wang Xuan just had a strange expression on his face, and finally confessed to himself "don't be self-willed", which is also very similar to the last farewell, could it be...

"Small injury, don't worry about it." He lowered his eyebrows, thought for a moment, then raised his hand and grabbed the little girl's sleeve and dragged her into the cabinet.

The spring rain is coming, and the sprouts in the courtyard are dripping into the water. He Musheng is bored warming up the hangover soup, listening to the sound of rain outside the window, and suddenly hears shouts outside the courtyard.

He Mucheng responded with a rough voice, and followed the servant to the main hall with his footsteps.

He Mucheng took it, and frowned in confusion, "Why didn't Mr. Lang give it himself? Do you have other arrangements if you stay here?"

"The top plan is to return the troops to the court, the middle plan is to retreat to Wuchang and support the troops to defend themselves, and the second plan is to counter-turmoil and overthrow the court?" He Musheng blurted out.

"What bit this?" He Musheng stepped forward to help, and gently stopped the bleeding.

He was lying on the desk, his sleeves were stained with wine, and most of his shoulders were wet.

He Musheng turned around and left the cabinet full of doubts.

Wang Xuan paused, and said vaguely, "I will stay here, and if there are other situations, I can report to His Majesty in time."

His voice is still clear and pleasant, his face is still graceful and luxurious, and his temperament is still elegant.

After listening, He Musheng didn't dare to say any more, he could only use all his strength to drag Emperor Xuan's tall body back to the courtyard with shallow steps.

He Mucheng poked his head out suspiciously, and saw a servant girl looking into the courtyard.

After Wang Xuan heard this, the hand holding the pen suddenly froze.

This "brother" made Wang Xuan's fingertips tremble.

He slowly stretched out his big palm, caressed the top of the little girl's head, wiped away her tears, and said softly, "Ayan, I have lived to this day, and I have never regretted everything in the past, only that time of giving up. You left and let you fall into Murong Ke's hands, now that I think about it, I feel really ashamed."

Seeing that she still did not let go, Wang Xuan moved forward slowly, holding the tip of the sword, and let the sharp blade penetrate his palm, blood dripping on the ground.

"Hey, don't cry, don't let me die uneasy."

(End of this chapter)