Chapter 473 The **** is stunning (26)

  The news came suddenly, Rong Sui didn't wait for his subordinates to finish speaking, and his figure disappeared into the darkness.

  The soldiers of the North and South Battalions would have to wait for a while before rushing into the palace.

   But unexpectedly, the palace tonight was not very peaceful. In addition to the assassins of the Yanchang Dynasty, there was another wave of assassins.

  Rongsui opened his eyes: "Let this matter be handled by the minister, and the queen mother does not have to worry about it."

   Yun Chu's thoughts were interrupted, and he looked down.

   "You'd better heal the injury first." She looked serious.

   Rong Sui was taken aback.

  Yun Chu blew the lamp and lowered his eyelids wearily.

   leaned his back against the bed rail, and buried his side face in the soft gauze curtain.

   "Sleep."

   Yunchu's voice was weak, very light, with a bit of sleepy exhaustion.

  Darkness swallowed the last ray of light, Rong Sui opened his eyes, a little confused.

   The wound on the abdomen is very painful, like a knife, scraping the bone.

   The flesh and blood seemed to be burned by fire, and the pain was piercing.

   The heart that has been desolate for a long time, but like a desert that has been raining for a long time, it ushered in the first rain.

  Rong turned his head to the side, his eyes were a little sour, and the tip of his nose was also a little sour.

   seems to have been backlogged for a long time, but at the last moment, he did not let it erupt.

   The night was quiet, and the Queen Mother around her was breathing evenly.

  Rong listened to it for a long time, so long that I didn't know when I fell asleep.

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   When Yun Chu woke up, he was covered with soft bedding.

   She subconsciously looked inward, it was empty.

  Rong Sui didn't know when he left.

   When he woke up, Yun Chu stretched his waist, his waist was sore and a little soft.

   After all, it is normal to be uncomfortable after sitting and sleeping for so long.

  Wanling came in after an incense stick, and the little girl came to change Yun Chu's clothes.

   Yun Chu narrowed his eyes lazily, and asked casually, "Where's Master Rong?"

   Wanling was taken aback for a moment, "Master Rong? Isn't it in the Rong mansion?"

"……Oh."

   It looks like this guy slipped away.

   Yun Chu lost his mind, and I don't know what happened to Rong Sui's injury.

   Such a serious injury, and said it doesn't hurt, but being too stubborn makes people feel more distressed.

   During the morning class, Feng Xiao arrived at the Cining Palace on time.

   The little emperor is in good condition, it seems that last night's assassination did not affect him.

   Yun Chu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

   After assigning the tasks as usual, he started to be in a daze.

  Rongfu Dungeon.

  Rongsui was dressed in black, his eyes were cold, and his icy gaze stared at the man in black covered in blood on the rack.

  Rongsui lowered his eyes, "Who sent you?"

   The man on the torture rack moved his eyelids and laughed.

   "No one sent me."

  Rongsui frowned.

  The man laughed even louder, his white teeth stained with blood, and not a single spot on his face was clean.

   The guard behind Rong took a step forward, and he nodded.

   A long nail pushed into the shoulder blade of the man in black, and the sound of piercing into the flesh was muffled, mixed with the other party's muffled groan.

   The man in black spit out a mouthful of black blood, his hair was messy, and he raised his eyes fiercely.

   "Rong Sui, even if I die, I won't tell you the truth!"

  Compared to the other party, Rong Sui appeared indifferent and calm.

   Pale fingertips rested on the cold blade, and he lowered his eyes.

   "Let me guess, is it Jiang Zhan? Or Bei Chen Mo? Or... Feng Lian?"

   The man on the torture rack froze slightly, but only for a moment.

  Rongsui smiled lightly, his eyes even colder.

"I see."

   The man widened his eyes and frowned, trying to see the slightest flaw in Rong Sui's face.

   However, no.

   He seemed sure, not deliberately trying.

   But he dared not gamble.

   He laughed, a **** face with a sinister smile.

   Rongsui had already stood up and turned to leave the dungeon.

   (end of this chapter)