Double Bi

Everyone in Nanwang's mansion was busy preparing for Nanwang's birthday banquet tonight, for fear of any mistakes.

Song Xun and Zhao Ye had nothing to do, strolling casually in the courtyard of Nanwang Mansion, followed by Yin Zhu and Wei Cheng.

"It's such a grand occasion for King Nan to celebrate his birthday!"

Song Xun poked Zhao Ye's shoulder.

"Hey Your Highness, when is your birthday?"

Seeing that his prince ignored the concubine, Wei Cheng said to Song Xun in a doggy manner: "Master Song, Your Highness's birthday is the ninth day of October."

"Wei Cheng, thank you!"

"Wangfei looks so pretty when she smiles." Wei Cheng whispered to Yin Zhu.

"Young master is very good-looking, even if he doesn't smile, he is still a handsome man."

"Yeah." Wei Cheng greeted his wife.

A young girl in a group of maidservants accidentally spilled hot soup on Song Xun's body.

"hiss--"

"Master, are you alright?" Yin Zhu hurriedly stepped forward to help him.

The maid hurriedly knelt down and admitted her mistake.

"The servant didn't do it on purpose, please forgive me, my lord!"

Wei Cheng took a step forward and said, "You scalded the king... what should Mr. Song do!"

The maid in charge ran over and confessed to the four of them.

"His Royal Highness Chu, Lord Shaoqing, the girl who just arrived is ignorant and offended you two, please forgive me."

The servant girl turned around again and slapped the maidservant with a "slap--".

"These two are honored guests in the mansion. It's not proper to act recklessly! Someone, take her to the woodshed!"

"Yes!"

The servant girl smiled slightly at Zhao Ye and Song Xun again, and said, "I made you laugh at me, this servant girl will send the ointment to Master Shaoqing's room."

After saying that, the servant girl blessed her body and withdrew.

With such a move, the four of them had no choice but to go back to their room.

Yin Zhu took off his shirt for Song Xun.

Song Xun's entire left arm was swollen and blistered.

Yin Zhu took a silver needle and burned it on the candle flame, and then helped Song Xun break the bubbles.

"Young master, these servants are really careless!"

Song Xun closed his eyes.

"I'm afraid it was done on purpose."

"Actually, you don't have to take everyone so complicated."

"It's always good to think more."

Yin Zhu had already burst all the blisters, put down the silver needle, and picked up the scald plaster next to it.

"My lord, be patient."

Yin Zhu carefully applied the plaster on Song Xun's left arm.

Song Xun gritted his teeth and remained silent.

"I hope you don't have any scars, my lord."

Yin Zhu lifted up Song Xun's half-collapsed underwear, and Song Xun opened his eyes.

"Go back and ask Zhao Ye to ask the lady in the palace for some medicine, it won't leave scars."

Song Xun fastened his underwear and put on his coat.

"Boom boom boom——"

"Who?" Yin Zhu asked.

"it's me."

"Big wood!" Yin Zhu opened the door.

"Master Song, Your Highness asked me to ask how your injury is?"

Song Xun behind the screen smiled and said, "Let Your Highness come in person."

Wei Cheng seemed to understand something, pursed his lips, said "resignation", and ran out with a smile.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Zhao Ye came in, and Yin Zhu retreated out knowingly.

Zhao Ye walked up to Song Xun and took off Song Xun's clothes.

"Zhao Ye, what are you doing!"

Song Xun's snow-white skin was slightly flushed.

"Didn't you ask me to come and check on your injury personally?"

Song Xun has almost imagined what Wei Cheng said to Zhao Ye and how Wei Cheng understood his own words...

Zhao Ye took out a box of plaster from his bosom, and applied it on Song Xun.

The plaster is ice-cold, and it feels a bit comfortable to apply on the arm.

"I begged Mrs. Nan Wang for the beauty cream. Don't worry, Ah Xun, Duan Ran will not leave any scars."

Song Xun seriously suspected that Wei Cheng had eavesdropped on the door for a while before knocking on the door.

After applying the beauty cream, Zhao Ye pinched Song Xun's left wrist.

Song Xun felt a very warm air flow from the left wrist all the way up, filling the entire left arm.

"It shouldn't hurt now."

Zhao Ye finished dressing Song Xun, and Song Xun just stayed there, not knowing what to say or what to do.

"What's the matter with this king?"

"Let you kill people."

"This king knows that he wants to kill Nan Wang and his youngest son."

"Your Highness, listen to me..."

……

The birthday party started as scheduled, but Zhao Ye was absent.

Nan Wang sat at the head, holding his beautiful concubine in his arms, he didn't care at all whether the king of Chu, who is so wicked, came or not, even the emperor Lao Tzu had to respect him three points.

Countless beauties danced in the hall.

Song Xun looked a little tired, presumably Nan Wang was also a little tired, and left with his concubine in his arms.

Now that King Nan had left, there was no one to flatter at this banquet, and everyone dispersed one after another.

Song Xun returned to his room, and when he calculated that the time was almost up, Zhao Ye still didn't show up, and he began to feel a little worried.

Song Xun heard a voice on the beam of the room.

Song Xun said angrily and with a smile: "Zhao Ye!"

Zhao Ye was wearing night clothes and flew down from the beam.

"Go and change!"

Song Xun pushed Zhao Ye behind the screen.

"You change it for me."

Song Xun rolled his eyes at him.

"Something happened! Mr. Gan told everyone to go into the hall!" A voice came from outside the door.

"Hurry up!" Song Xun urged.

hall.

Nanwang's youngest son, A-Gump, stood in the middle of the hall, with Nanwang's body beside him.

"Father was assassinated and died today, we have to find out the assassin now!"

A-Gump ordered the guard next to him, and the guard took the words and said: "Today, the subordinate is on duty, the assassin is very skilled in martial arts, but fortunately, the subordinate stabbed the man in the back."

A-Gump looked at Zhao Ye and said, "His Royal Highness Chu, I didn't mean to offend you, but you are indeed not here at today's banquet. Can you let everyone see if you have a knife wound on your back?"

"Who gave you the qualification to interrogate the prince?"

"Could it be that His Highness the King of Chu is afraid and dare not admit it?"

At this time, Nan Wang's son walked in with the help of Nan Wang's wife.

Mrs. Nan Wang knelt beside Nan Wang's body with a "plop—"

A-Gump clapped his hands and said: "Brother, you came just in time. As far as I know, you met His Royal Highness Chu Wang and Lord Shaoqing a few days ago, and met these two people again yesterday in the mansion. Could it be you Do you want to kill your father and take the opportunity to take the throne?"

Song Xun said: "Mr. Forrest Gump's words are wrong. Since you took the opportunity to take the position, isn't it possible for you? Can you show us your back?"

"Being upright is not afraid of the shadow slanting, just look at it!"

A-Gump lifted his clothes, and there happened to be a scar on his back. Judging from the traces, it should be a new wound.

There was a lot of discussion.

"How...how could it be!"

"The second son of the Southern King, killed his father and blamed the court officials and brothers. Today, I will execute you on the spot. After returning to Beijing, I will join forces with His Royal Highness King Chu to report to His Majesty!" Song Xun put on his official authority.

A-Gump's voice was trembling.

"You... you are cutting first and playing later!"

"It's not impossible!"

Zhao Ye's sword was unsheathed, and A-Gump's head fell to the ground.

Song Xun announced to everyone: "Nan Wang is dead, and it should be the Nan Wang's son who should inherit the Nan Wang's mantle."

The son of the Southern King fulfilled the agreement and said: "I have no virtue or talent, and I am willing to give up the position of the Southern King and return the 40 Southern King's personal soldiers to the imperial court. This matter will be revised and written by the Emperor."

Everyone didn't understand what Nan Wang Shizi did, and whispered to each other.

"It's all gone." Nan Wang Shizi said.

The crowd dispersed, and Mrs. Nan Wang was helped back to her room by her servants.

"How on earth did you blame A-Gump?"

Song Xun smiled and said, "We intentionally let the guards stab him, and then went to Mr. Forrest Gump's room and lit a kind of incense that can temporarily numb people's senses, leaving the same wound on his back."

Prince Nan nodded, and asked again: "How did you expect me to abide by the agreement?"

"Seeing the death of my father and younger brother is enough to prove that we also have the ability to kill you."

"I admire it."

"No need. Your Highness, let's go!" Song Xun looked at Zhao Ye.

"Ah."