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Although Zhao Yiqing's face was dark, he still didn't see a trace of panic, and said, "Why? Do you believe Nan Sang's low-level plan to sow discord?"

"My lord." The one joining the army was the one who spoke, and he cupped his hands and said, "What we want to know most now is how the general's health is? Is he in a coma as envoy Nansang said?"

"Yes." Zhao Yiqing nodded, admitted generously, and then changed the subject: "However, the most important thing now is to find out who leaked the news."

After finishing speaking, several generals looked at each other back and forth, clasped their fists together and said, "Your Majesty, please give me an order."

Zhao Yiqing was a little bit taken aback. He didn't expect that they would directly let him take charge of this matter. After all, he had never dealt with these generals, and he knew that it would be difficult to convince them.

But there is no time for him to think about it right now, he nodded, and said: "Go to recruit troops now, march to Liudu tomorrow, and remember to keep the general secret."

"Yes!"

After finishing speaking, everyone retreated, and Zhao Yiqing shouted, "Yuan Sui stay here."

After everyone left, there were only the two of them left in the tent, Zhao Yiqing said, "Yuan Sui, I know how the general was poisoned, I poisoned him."

Yuan Sui's eyes widened in astonishment. He strode forward, grabbed Zhao Yiqing's collar, and said angrily, "General, he treats you so well. During the war, he was afraid that you would not sleep well at night. All of them are resolved quickly, just to come back to accompany you! He treats you with all his heart and soul, why do you want to poison?!"

"Let go!" Zhao Yiqing's expression was worse than Yuan Sui's, and he pulled Yuan Sui's hand away.

After all, Yuan Sui still thought that Zhao Yiqing was Mu Di's favorite, so he took Zhao Yiqing's hand away as soon as Zhao Yiqing struggled a little.

"you listen to me……"

Zhao Yiqing told Yuan Sui about the poisoning with Mu Di in detail, but omitted anything related to the emperor.

"This... this is too..." Yuan Sui was speechless for a while after hearing this, and always felt that it was incredible that such a thing happened to Mu Di.

But Zhao Yiqing didn't care what he felt at this moment, but said: "Yuan Sui, I have an important matter for you to do, and now the only ones who know about the poisoning of the general are you and me, so how did Nansang know? There must be something strange in it, you know the people in the army, check all the people who may have come into contact with the general."

When it came to business, Yuan Sui's expression immediately turned serious, and he clasped his fists and said, "Yes."

"Also," Zhao Yiqing called to Yuan Sui who was about to go out after taking orders, "take me to where Nie Sang is."

Nie Sang, the third prince of Nansang, is the tall man that Zhao Yiqing met in Beijie, and is now Daxuan's prisoner.

Mu Di didn't kill him when he slaughtered the army again. After all, a prince can get more things than [-] soldiers.

Nie Sang was locked in a camp. He was wearing shackles and shackles, and there were bloodstains on his body. He looked extremely embarrassed.

After seeing Zhao Yiqing coming in, his dull eyes suddenly filled with anger, and he struggled to rush up, but was kicked back by Yuan Sui who was following Zhao Yiqing, lying on the ground and unable to get up for a long time.

Zhao Yiqing walked over, squatted beside him, and said with a slight smile: "Old friend, you don't need to be so excited to see me?"

But Nie Sang scolded through gritted teeth: "You slaughtered [-] soldiers of Nansang, you are simply not human! Not human! I will avenge this revenge on Nansang! You will die, and Mu Di will die even more!"

"To shut up!"

Zhao Yiqing slammed his fist on Nie Sang's face. Although he was weak, he slapped Nie Sang's face aside.

But Nie Sang really laughed. "You are angry ... hahahahahahahahahahaha, you're angry! It seems that he has shot seven brothers, is Mu Yan poisoning? Is it poisonous? Defended!"

With a bang, Zhao Yiqing pulled out the sword from Yuan Sui's waist and put it on Nie Sang's neck.

The sword was very heavy, and Zhao Yiqing struggled to hold it, his wrists were trembling, and it cut Nie Sang's neck in one fell swoop.

A trace of blood slid down from Nie Sang's neck, his expression frightened for a moment, and he cursed: "Zhao Yiqing, you are such a waste!

Things! "

However, Zhao Yiqing's mentality has been adjusted, he didn't get angry anymore, but sent the sword to Nie Sang's throat again, and said with a smile: "I don't know if the third prince likes to dance, I heard that there is a kind of dance that is extremely It's interesting, put people on a red-hot iron plate, and their feet will jump up at an extremely fast frequency, it's very interesting, I don't know if the third prince has seen it before."

As he was talking, Nie Sang's forehead suddenly burst into cold sweat. Seeing this, Zhao Yiqing continued: "If the third prince can tell me how to cure the poison our general is suffering from, this interesting dance is worth not watching. If you don’t tell me, it would be a pity if you don’t watch this dance.”

Niesang's eyes were filled with emptiness, and he hurriedly shouted, "I'll tell you!"

"Say!"

"Put your ears close, I'll only tell you one person."

Zhao Yiqing put his ear close to him, so he didn't see the suddenly widening smile on Nie Sang's mouth.

"I'm telling you, I'm telling you, Mu Di..." He suddenly yelled out "Mu Di is going to die!"

Zhao Yiqing was taken aback, and Nie Sang looked at him and laughed.

Zhao Yiqing's hands gradually clenched into fists, and he said coldly, "Yuan Sui, ask someone to force him to say something, and use any means."

After speaking, he slammed his sword on the ground, turned around and left the tent.

Along the way, Zhao Yiqing's hands hidden in his sleeves couldn't stop shaking. He didn't know whether it was because of nervousness or because he was afraid that Nie Sang's last words would come true.

In this way, he walked back to the tent where he was resting in a daze, and found that Xiao Lian was hesitating at the door of the tent, hesitating whether to go in or not.

"Xiaolian?" Zhao Yiqing called out.

"Ah?" Xiao Lian was startled, turned around, and was relieved when she saw it was Zhao Yiqing, and said, "So it's the prince."

"what are you doing here?"

"Xiao Lian heard that the general..." Xiao Lian hesitated for a while, as if looking for an excuse, but couldn't find a suitable one for a long time, he said: "I heard that the general has been poisoned, is he alright?"

"It's okay." Zhao Yiqing shook his head, he didn't want Xiao Lian to ask more about this, so he said: "The general is nothing serious, but he is too weak to see people now, so don't worry."

Xiaolian wanted to say something more after hearing the words, but seeing Zhao Yiqing's expression that obviously didn't want him to meddle, she hesitated for a while and left.

Only then did Zhao Yiqing lift up the tent and walk in.

Mu Di lay quietly on the bed without making a sound.

Zhao Yiqing walked over to shake his hand, and listened to his heartbeat before he felt relieved.

He lightly flicked Mu Di's head and said, "Wake up, you idiot."