Nanzhu

. "Brows and eyes were stained with joy, Song Xuanqiu said to the maid beside him: "Go get the pen and ink. "

It was no secret in the palace that Nan Zhu could not speak.This person can be reused by the emperor with a crippled body, and it will definitely become another strange story in Donglin's history.

When the pen and ink was brought, the Queen smiled and said, "I just thought it would be inconvenient for Mr. Nan to bring the pen and ink so that you and I can talk freely."

chat?What kind of talk?What are you talking about again?

Nan Zhu sneered in his heart, but his face remained unchanged.He took a pen and dipped it in ink, and wrote on the paper: Thank you, Madam, for thinking of me, I am ashamed.

"Where, my lord has superb medical skills, and my lord has to worry about my illness."

Nanzhu will do his best.

"I heard that Mr. Nan and General Qi have a lot of connections. He was originally a guest of General Qi's residence. Is that true?"

Nan Zhu raised his pen and wrote without hesitation: Indeed.Mr. Qi treats his ministers with kindness, and when the ministers were down and down in the past, it was Mr. Qi who came to the rescue.

These words are three parts false and seven parts true.False and true, true and false, it is not appropriate to be noticed.

"If that's the case. Then Master Nan must have a deep friendship with General Qi." Song Xuanqiu looked at Nan Zhu, watching his every movement and every reaction.

But seeing that Nanzhu still didn't think about it, he raised his pen and wrote: I dare not climb high, what kind of a general is he.In the past, the minister was just a small retainer, but now he can treat the emperor's illness and receive the emperor's appreciation, all because of the general.In the future, I just want to cure the general's old illness, that's enough.

Song Xuanqiu's face changed upon hearing this, but she hid it well.

And just this one, let Nanzhu look at it.Anger suddenly arose in my heart, originally intended to spy, but unexpectedly the queen really responded.Could it be that the poison on Qi Lan's body was really...

"The general has an old illness? This Palace has never heard of it. Mr. Nan, the general is the pillar of the dynasty. If there is an old illness, it needs to be cured." Song Xuanqiu saw that Nan Zhu's expression was the same, as if she hadn't noticed her flustered expression just now , can't help feeling relieved. "I see how confused I am. I originally invited Mr. Nan to have a meal, but now the dishes are getting cold. Come, come, move your chopsticks."

The queen smiled, as an apology, first picked up a piece of chicken with her chopsticks, and then signaled Nanzhu to move her chopsticks.

During the banquet, the queen always chatted and asked questions if there seemed to be nothing.Although she deliberately avoided it, Nanzhu had a careful mind, so how could she not know what was going on in her question.

Soldiers come to block, water comes to cover, and the response is natural.

During the banquet, the emperor, Li Chenqi, and Li Chenxiang were all mentioned.Even myself, I never missed it.

After the meal, Nan Zhu was called into the inner hall for diagnosis and treatment.In order to avoid people's gossip, Nanzhu used silk thread to tie the pulse, and as for the diagnosis and treatment of the curtain, it was avoided.

Both he and the empress had dinner at the same table, if something went wrong, he would not be able to escape if he wanted to be punished.

Prescribed a few prescriptions, explained some things to the maid, and left because of the late weather.Then he went to the Imperial Physician's Hall and took some medicine for his throat.Thinking that Qi Lan would leave tomorrow, he hurriedly prepared the pills that he hadn't prepared because he was interrupted.Then his eyes searched around for a while, and he wrote the word "Li" on the paper with a pen.

In an instant, the man in black appeared out of thin air.Just as he was about to kneel down to Nan Zhu, someone grabbed his sleeve.

Nan Zhu smiled calmly, and was already prepared in his heart.Therefore, when a person wants to salute, he immediately stops the other party.He looked at Qi Li and refused to back down, until he was sure that the other party would compromise, he took a step back and wrote on the paper: Go and give these medicines to the adults for me.

Li hesitated for a while and refused to take the small porcelain bottle.

Nanzhu knew what he was thinking, so he wrote down again: This is the palace, I am safe and sound.What's more, you can go back as soon as you go, it won't take a few hours.My lord will leave tomorrow, I don't know if I can see him again, if this medicine is not in his hands, I can't feel at ease.

Seeing those words, Qi Li pursed his lips, and took the porcelain bottle from Nan Zhu's hand.Nodding to Nanzhu, he flew away.

Seeing him leave, Nan Zhu felt a little relieved.

By the time I went all the way back to my residence, it was already ten minutes in the middle of the night.

He opened the door and lit the lamp, approached the table and was about to sit down, but suddenly his face changed drastically and he looked at the foreign object on the table.

This is……

The outstretched hand trembled slightly, but Nan Zhu forced himself to calm down.When the thing was squeezed in the hand, the cold feeling penetrated into the palm of the hand instantly.

Bronze medal, the bronze medal I lost on the street.Now, it appears here.

who is it?Who will return it?

There is a faint human figure in his heart, but Nan Zhu doesn't want to worry about it.

It's just that even if you don't think about it, God always makes people and things backfire.Fang Ning calmed down, and a strange aura that could not be ignored suddenly appeared behind him.

Before Nan Zhu could turn around, the whole person was hugged tightly in his chest.

"I haven't seen you for a few months, but I've made a fortune."

With just this sentence, the name came to mind: Yan, Jue, Sha.

No.20 Second round

Why is he here?What's the purpose?

Doubts abounded in my mind, could it be that coming to Beijing at this sensitive time has something to do with the affairs of the court?In addition, when we met in Qingquan for the first time that day, Qi Lan was mentioned all over the mouth, what is the relationship between Yan Jue Sha and Qi Lan?

The arms of the person behind him tightened, Nan Zhu felt a numbness in his waist, and frowned and glanced behind him.

That cold look caused Yan Juesh to smile.Nan Zhu then lowered his eyebrows, wanting to turn his head away, but Yan Jue Sha shot at the right time and pinched his jaw with one hand.

"Why, it seems that you don't want to see me?"

Nanzhu was forced to twist his neck, and couldn't move his body.Just now that expression of his own fell into Yan Jue Sha's eyes, I'm afraid it has aroused his interest even more.

"I almost forgot, you can't talk." Letting go of Nanzhu, Yan Jueshou raised his jaw and pointed to the pen and ink on the table. "If you want to ask anything, just ask."

After hesitating for a moment, Nan Zhu sighed, walked to the table and wrote down: This is the palace, so you are not afraid of trouble when you come here?

"Hahahaha." Yan Juesha laughed when he saw this, and his face showed a bit of madness: "Afraid? I have never been afraid of anyone in my life." Even Qi Lan would not use the word "afraid" himself.

Nan Zhu was not annoyed, he already knew a little bit about this person's temper.Assassins like that come and go in the wind and rain, licking blood on the edge of their knives to spend their days, they have long put life and death aside.Once you miss it, it's a dead word. Telling these people that you are afraid is because you lack consideration.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help showing a slight smile.And when Yan Juesha saw it, he narrowed his eyes and looked back and forth.

I don't know why the son came here?

In other words, I don't have the leisure to accompany him to reminisce about the past.Although he wasn't afraid, he didn't want to make people suspicious.What kind of place is in the palace, how can people come and go at will.If you get involved in something because of this, it's fine for you, but I'm afraid Qi Lan will be worried.

"What if I said I just wanted to see you?"

Hearing this, Nan Zhu replied without hesitation: If so, then the young master saw Nan Zhu, and he was even more exposed, so the young master should go back to rest earlier.

"Hmph, Nanzhu. Why did I lose my sight that day?" Although Yan Juesha let out a cold snort first, the smile on Yan Juesha's lips did not diminish at all.

He was interested, and became more and more interested in Nan Zhu.It has nothing to do with anyone, it is Nanzhu himself who made him think this way.

Nanzhu is Nanzhu, so how could the young master miss him.

Not wanting to get too involved with Yan Jue Sha, every word and sentence of Nanzhu was a bit unfamiliar.What's more, he didn't have much friendship with Yan Jue Sha.

Approaching the table, Yan Jueshou looked at Nanzhu, picked up the Qiongqi Token on the table, and turned it over to play.

"Do you know what this is?" Yan Jueshe asked himself without looking at Nanzhu.He didn't intend to hear Nan Zhu's answer, so he only paused for a moment, and then continued: "This order is the token of the owner of the Underworld Killer Building—Qingqi Order."

Nan Zhu frowned, he had thought that this thing was extraordinary, but he didn't expect it to have such a background.Since it is the token of the owner of the killer building, the identity of Yan Juesha in front of him is self-evident.

Huangquan Killer House, the number one killer organization in Jianghu.

"When we first met that day, I asked you about Qi Lan. Do you know why?"

Nan Zhu remained silent, and only stared at Yan Jue Sha closely.Seeing him smiling at her suddenly, she suddenly felt enchanting.However, Nanzhu only felt a slight sinking in his heart, nothing else.

"Because someone sold his name at a high price. And because I owe that person a favor. Therefore, I want to kill Qi Lan."

With a "click", the penholder landed on the paper, scribbling ink hard, staining the paper.

Sure enough?As expected, he came here for Qi Lan.

Suffering from the cold unknowingly, Nan Zhu's complexion remained unchanged, but the aura around him changed abruptly.

Yan Jueshou is not an ordinary person, but when he saw Nanzhu's appearance, he was surprised and couldn't help but frowned slightly.He only thought that Nan Zhu had a special personality and seemed to be hiding some secret.Now it seems that this secret must be amazing.

A little servant, even if he is on the rise now, he shouldn't have such murderous aura.It is different from the arrogance of killers, but with a domineering aura that overwhelms all living beings and defies the world.

Nan Zhu, who are you?

Suddenly the momentum stopped.Nan Zhu looked down at the ink-stained paper, picked up the pen again, and wrote in the blank space that was not affected: Do you still want to harm your lord now?

But for a moment, I have already understood it in my heart.If he still wants to be unfavorable to Qi Lan, I'm afraid he won't come to see him.What's more, these days, I haven't heard the news of Qi Lan being assassinated. I think it's not Yan Jue's style to lurk and haven't done anything yet.

But he actually knew that he was in the palace and what happened to him in the palace. I'm afraid the palace must have got his eyeliner mixed in.

How can a mere person from the rivers and lakes do this?Even if it is to buy an official, I'm afraid it can't be done in this special period.

Then there is only one result...

Yan Juesha didn't think too much, and only had a mocking smile on his lips: "Kill? Humph. Nanzhu, I can't touch you now. But in the future, when everything is settled in the court, he and I will each rely on our own abilities." .”

Nan Zhu secretly heaved a sigh of relief.fortunately