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"This is—this is

Mu Chen looked serious, but his eyes were slightly straightened:

"That doesn't mean anything," he murmured.

Xiang Liang and Wang Zhi who were beside him nodded at the same time, echoing in unison:

"Indeed, it doesn't explain anything."

"That may be the words he tattooed himself—or it just looks like it." Mu Chen continued to mutter: "It's a coincidence at best."

Xiang Liang and Wang Zhi quickly followed suit, expressing their absolute agreement:

"Yeah, what can it explain? It's probably a coincidence!"

Encouraged by this unanimous voice, Mu Chen's expression did not improve significantly.He opened his mouth, wanting to make persistent efforts to throw out more powerful arguments, but after racking his brains and thinking, he finally let out a feeble cry of grief, and suddenly covered his face——

"That word—what the hell is it!"

To put it bluntly, Mu Chen has made so many excuses, until now Mu Chen himself can't convince himself - when the red marks erupted, he could see clearly from the side, and of course he wouldn't mistake the "Mu Chen" that criss-crossed on his skin. The word "... and the original body that I am attached to, the single name is just "Mu"!

King Wucheng engraved this kind of words on his body. It can't be to remind himself that taking a good bath is good for health, right?

Now, Mu Chen can't help but hate the magnificence of his family after reading many books for many years-in a crematorium, the name of the male protagonist unexpectedly appeared in another boy (more terrible) Yes, King Wu Cheng's face is not bad!) sensitive parts... Just use your little brain to follow the plot and casually go to various descriptions in various literatures, and Mu Chen leans on the carriage wall and barely sits upright , his complexion was blue and white at times, and became worse than traffic lights.

If you read this kind of dog-blood literature from the sidelines, you will still have the pleasure of gloating after the ban; now that you are on the scene, and think about the fact that the original body may not be described in this indescribable, it will really make goosebumps grow from the top of your head From the toes, even the teeth were shaking.

Mu Chen only felt a buzzing noise in his forehead, and after a moment of numbness, he repeated again in a hoarse voice:

"—what the hell is going on?"

Xiang Liang and Wang Zhi finally looked at each other, but did not answer in tacit understanding.On the one hand, considering the current atmosphere, answering hastily will only make the situation more embarrassing; on the other hand, they are also at a loss, and they don't know where to guess—the terrible thing that appeared on King Wucheng's neck a few minutes ago Words, and before everyone could react, they watched this man's head, face, and arms become red, swollen, and blue tendons burst out in a very short period of time, and quickly turned into a huge bulging bun.And this kind of swelling is obviously not limited to the epidermis. Without much effort, King Wu Cheng was already rolling and scratching his throat. The trachea was almost tightly blocked by the edema of the throat, and even his face became bruised from suffocation. .

With this kind of weird symptom, of course he couldn't get a single sentence out of the interrogation.Now King Wucheng has been taken away by medical soldiers and is being rescued in another carriage.

Seeing that the two people on the opposite side bowed their heads and did not answer, Mu Chen kept silent for a while, as if he also remembered this situation.He glanced at the mattress laid on the carriage (there were traces of scratches on it when King Wu Cheng was suffocating and struggling), and finally he reluctantly spoke:

"How is the rescue over there?"

This question is not difficult.Wang Zhi breathed a sigh of relief and explained cleanly:

"The medical team checked and said it was an acute allergy, and the symptoms were very strong. They're on antihistamines and maybe even invasive ventilators if necessary."

Mu Chen blinked, of course he couldn't understand the pile of medical advice.He can understand whether he is allergic or not, but it is precisely because he understands that he is greatly confused by the situation:

"Allergies can cause tissue swelling, which I understand." He hesitated: "But-but the... word on his neck, could it also be caused by allergies?"

Wang Zhi shrugged:

"It's not clear at the moment." He said calmly: "But the doctor's explanation is that the part of the neck is close to the lymph. It may be that there are some powerful allergens in the tissue, which have over-stimulated the immune system."

As for what the stimulus is, it is unclear with the current level of inspection.But the doctor has already done a basic examination, and the result is quite unexpected - under the microscope, the platelets and white blood cells in the blood sample are greatly reduced, which is indeed a symptom of paint poisoning; but the operation of the entire immune system does not seem to be disturbed , no signs of infection were observed.

This can only be further concluded after Zhang Yao arrives with the equipment.Mu Chen let out a long breath, listening to the wheels rattle as they rolled, and finally shrank in a corner of the carriage, and did not move anymore.

·

After the group entered the palace overnight, King Wucheng's unexpected allergies brought them new troubles.

Generally speaking, the anti-allergic drugs carried by the medical team worked like a god, and the laryngeal edema was successfully controlled before the trachea was sealed and suffocated.However, due to excessive blood loss, the dosage cannot be increased at will, and the swelling of the rest of the body cannot be taken into account.So King Qi hurried over from the palace, and when he looked up, he saw a stretcher full of swollen dough, subconsciously stunned:

"Who is this?"

However, King Qi had keen eyesight, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the barely stretched clan uniform on Fa Dian Dian's body, and finally recognized the identity of this person.Then suddenly I was even more surprised:

"King Wu Cheng, Yuan Jing? This is..."

In the space where he blurted out, he thought it was King Wu Cheng who resisted arrest by the people of Hengyang Palace who had achieved a pig's head, but after a closer look, he suddenly realized that it was impossible for the masters of Hengyang Palace to be so outstanding in martial arts. People play such a uniform swelling method.Even the steamed buns made for breakfast in my house can't be delivered so well...

So King Qi swallowed the second half of the sentence, but cast doubtful eyes on both sides of the stretcher.Xiang Liang stepped forward quickly, and explained the cause of the symptoms to him in a low voice (of course, it is difficult to explain whether it is allergic or not, and it can only be generally said that it is a sudden illness).King Qi gasped, and glanced at King Wucheng's translucent skin on the stretcher, but he didn't seem surprised.

"...This disease is also a bit weird." After listening to the explanation, he hissed slightly: "I heard from the old officials that the late emperor also suffered from such a serious disease with swelling all over the body. At that time, famous doctors from all over the world were called for diagnosis and treatment. I have privately recorded the symptoms, saying that the first emperor was the accumulation of poisonous gas in the womb, which will be passed on from generation to generation in the future, and it will never be eradicated. But since I was born today, I have never had such a strange disease. Unexpectedly, in this womb The accumulation of poisonous gas should be on the late emperor's younger brother."

These words were ingenious and tactful, intended to express sincerity to the Hengyang Palace—it wasn't that the King of Qi knew about the evil disease but did not report it, it was indeed that the evil disease was so special that he hadn't thought of it at all.Xiang Liang didn't care about this weird little thought, but he felt quite strange in his heart-what "fetal poison gas" is of course pure speculation; but allergies themselves are indeed closely related to genetics, since both the late emperor and King Wu Cheng Allergic reaction, how could the current emperor be spared?

Considering the astonishing discovery in the empress dowager's bedroom, one should have doubted the color of the crown of the former emperor of the Northern Dynasty; but Xiang Liang recalled it carefully for a moment, and felt that King Wucheng was indeed similar to the current emperor, and it was not so stupid after all. Blood.

But now is not the time to consider the purity of the Northern Dynasty royal blood.King Qi stepped forward to carefully look at the dough on the stretcher, but after looking at it for a while, he was a little embarrassed:

"It looks like this..."

To be honest, if King Qi hadn't lingered with the clan for a long time and knew the close relatives of the royal family like the back of the palm of his hand, even if he used all his imagination, he would not be able to guess the real body of the dough.Their original plan was to control Queen Wucheng as a coercion, to completely dispel the determination of the relatives and noble ministers in the palace to resist, and to minimize the obstacles to the transfer of power.But now that such a red bulging steamed bun is brought in, the deterrent effect is quite doubtful...

But now there is no other way.King Qi looked up, down, left, and right, and had no choice but to let the people on both sides carry King Wucheng in first as a model, and by the way, selected a few trusted officials of Prince Wucheng's mansion, and escorted them in as witnesses.Mu Chen and the others followed closely behind, bypassing the narrow and dark passage in the palace wall, finally turned into the queen mother's bedroom, and directly entered the side hall where the minister was detained.

This side hall was originally the warm pavilion used by the Empress Dowager to watch sideshows and dramas in winter. In order to gather energy and shelter from the wind, the interior area is quite limited; dozens of ministers are detained here, and it is even more crowded.As soon as they turned around and looked at the gate of the palace, they heard people shouting and cursing in the main hall, it was like ducks and geese in the countryside contending among a hundred schools of thought. 33 Novel Network

The royal family of the Northern Dynasties originated from Xianbei, and the relatives and ministers all had a little bit of Xianbei background; they usually dressed in neat clothes and looked like people, and they knew how to pretend to drag their words.But since the palace change, they have been detained for several hours. Under the pressure and anxiety, they finally collapsed, so they couldn't help but yell at each other—at first, they used Chinese quotations, but after a few minutes of cursing, they ran out of words, and they simply started swearing and rolling. Use the Xianbei language brought in the womb to greet Qi Wang's parents, ancestors, and even eighteen generations of relatives.

After all, when the saliva is irrational, the mother tongue is the most fluent.

The Xianbei language has been lost for a long time. If a linguist came to stand outside the door, he would probably tremble with happiness after hearing a few sentences.But for Mu Chen and his group, when they heard the chattering in the hall, they really looked at each other, only tinnitus.

King Qi waited for a while outside the palace gate to calm down a little, then finally stretched out his hands to straighten his clothes, and walked in slowly.

As soon as he entered, there was another earth-shattering roar in the side hall. It seemed that the emotions that everyone had accumulated for a long time were all ignited in an instant.Mu Chen and the others stood outside the hall and looked around, and they seemed to be able to see shadows rushing from all sides, trying to catch King Qi, a traitorous official.

However, such emotional venting is obviously meaningless.The guards who accompanied King Qi reacted quickly—there was a bang in the side hall, and then a dead silence: Although the ministers were filled with righteous indignation and wished to eat the meat of the national traitor raw, they still had a lot to do before the bullets. It's a close call—after all, Lengtouqing has already experienced the taste of hot weapons before.

Seeing that the palace had been suppressed, King Qi finally unhurriedly took out the prepared Queen Mother's edict, and ordered the eunuchs who were serving him to read it aloud.

This decree was not a big deal at all, but it was just an excuse to order King Qi to command the garrison troops inside and outside the imperial city under the pretext that the defense in the palace was empty.But everyone in the hall is a veteran of politics, and they know the elegant meaning after hearing Xiange, and immediately understand that this is a predetermined procedure for seeking to usurp the throne.However, all the inside and outside of Chang'an are now under the deployment and control of King Qi. These royal factions are determined to kill the thieves and are unable to recover.

King Qi remained expressionless, as if he didn't take the grief of the subjugated minister seriously.He waved his hand straight back, and the guards who had been waiting outside immediately carried the stretcher in, and the soldiers behind him escorted him with guns, and drove a few cronies of Prince Wucheng's mansion who were timid and timid.

After the stretcher rushed into the hall, there was no special reaction in the side hall.It seems that dozens of relatives and noble ministers looked carefully, but did not recognize such a freak brought in.After the officials of Prince Wucheng's mansion were expelled together, the hall gradually started to buzz, and some people began to wake up, slowly realizing the prototype on the stretcher——

But after slowly realizing it, the uncontrollable righteous indignation came to my heart again - it was one thing to know that King Qi was going to conspire to rebel and usurp the royal family, but it was another thing to see him torture the clan with his own eyes.In the midst of resentment and cold lips and teeth, someone finally stood up from the prostrate figure, yelling at the king of Qi, and even rolled up his arms and sleeves, wanting to fight to the death with the rebellious officials and thieves.

The purpose of King Qi asking the guards to put them on the stretcher was originally to stimulate the observation reaction, and to screen the diehards among the ministers to eliminate future troubles.He patted his sleeves and retreated quietly, but silently retreated behind the guarding soldiers, standing still with his hands down.Looking at Xiang Liang outside, he immediately frowned—seeing what this man meant, he obviously wanted to use the situation in the palace to force the special forces to take action and smear some blood on them...

He raised his eyebrows silently, tapped the earphone calmly, and gave an order:

"Priority is to keep alive, so let's use non-lethal weapons—you've run out of shock bombs? Then use butanethiol, I don't know if this thing is good... Be careful to wear a gas mask."

Having said that, Xiang Liang turned around, but suggested that Mu Chen quickly avoid the downwind side, and it would be better to wear an activated carbon mask.

Mu Chen was confused when he heard it, and was greatly puzzled:

"What. Do you still use...poison gas?"

Huaxia's troops have a moral bottom line that is much higher than the world average, so of course they will not use such a thing that lacks virtue.Xiang Liang spread his hands, but told him that this is a new batch of non-lethal special weapons manufactured by North Industries, and it is guaranteed to be non-toxic, harmless and non-dangerous.But because the technical concept is brand new and has not been tested before, it was given as a free gift, and the effect of actual application was tested by the way.

"I don't know chemistry, so I didn't care about it. According to North Industries, the effect is very good." Xiang Liang sighed: "But in reality... after all, there are no good products that are cheap, and it is a new thing. It is hard to say. "

·

Five minutes later, Mu Chen and the others struggled up to the rockery at the back of the hall panting, and finally couldn't help taking off their masks, and lowered their heads to explain the whole day's food——

The effect of this stuff is amazing!

Mu Chen kneaded his sore nose, finally couldn't help it, bent down and started a new round of vomiting.