After dressing as a sick and weak villain

Chapter 12 Help

It was the smell that gave way.

Chu Xie came to his senses immediately, and was about to spill the drug in his hand when he heard someone knock on the small door behind the pear tree.

Jiang Yanchi let go of him temporarily, tied him under a tree, opened the small door, and found that the person in front of him in a cloak was Xue Shangshu from the Ministry of Officials.

He brought the man in, and saw that Shangshu knelt down in front of Jiang Yanchi with a common voice: "Your Highness, save my son!"

The prince's eyes were deep, and he looked left and right before he brought him closer, and said, "What's wrong with Xue Shilang?"

"He was framed by...Chu Xie, and he was imprisoned in Zhao Prison tonight!" Xue Shangshu was getting old, and he was holding Jiang Yanchi's hand in tears, "Your Highness...Your Highness, we can't let that eunuch go crazy anymore ...Da Wei, it is really going to be destroyed by that person!"

Jiang Yanchi pursed his lips in noncommittal.

After a while: "Shang Shu, don't worry, I'll think of another way."

Xue Shangshu's secret investigation of the gold and gambling workshop alarmed Chu Xie.This fact was Chu Xie's slap on him, warning him not to bet on the gambling house again.

But it was hard to catch that person by the fox's tail, if he gave up at this point, it would be a waste of all previous efforts.

"Your Highness."

A voice came from under the pear tree: "I have a solution."

Jiang Yanchi swept his eyes away, and Chu Xie, whose hands were bound in embarrassment, stood up, leaning against the pear tree and said anxiously: "I...I didn't lie to you, I am really from the Xu family in the northern border , I can imitate your handwriting, and naturally I can also imitate our Lord Marquis's... not only the handwriting, but also the seal. If I get a handwritten letter from the Marquis of Zhenbei, the life of Lord Shangshu's son will be destroyed within a few days. It can be kept."

Chu Xie smiled slightly: "Your Highness, you are right to suspect me... In this place of intrigue, you must never trust a stranger easily... But the situation is urgent now, without me, Your Highness cannot cross the hurdle in front of you. It is the reason why I had to take the risk to find His Highness. Your Highness, please come over here. I will explain the ins and outs to you clearly."

Jiang Yanchi approached according to his words.

A few petals fell on the man's mask like snow, as if covered with unmelted snow and ice.

Chu Xie was terrified that Jiang Yan would come late and kill him without saying a word.

"Think clearly, Your Highness, if I am really a lackey of the Chu family, then you can't kill me so easily."

No joy or anger could be seen on Jiang Yanchi's face, only a cold expression: "You are saving your life. Stop talking nonsense, if you don't explain clearly, you will definitely die."

"The villain has no fear of life and death, and only hopes to die well... In the future, if His Highness is threatened one day, I can die to preserve the unity of the world... I will definitely have no complaints or regrets."

Jiang Yanchi didn't get lost in these flattering words, but asked again in a straight line.

"Then tell me, why you smell of Bolan."

Chu Xie had already prepared the draft.

"Because I am... the secret agent of Xu's family in Chu's residence. I have the token of Chu's residence in my arms. This is the real reason why I can sneak into the prince's residence despite my lack of skill. It is exactly the same. I can get His Highness's manuscript, and I know what Chu Xie is doing to you."

There is nothing wrong with this passage.

Jiang Yanchi's face softened slightly, "Continue."

"I can forge a handwritten letter from the Marquis of Zhenguo's mansion tonight. You can ask Mr. Shangshu to present it to the people in Chu's mansion overnight... Let Chu Xie know that Shangshu Xue is guaranteed by Marquis of Zhenguo. In this way, you can protect Mr. Xue." After surviving a life in Zhao Prison... we can discuss the matter after that."

Jiang Yanchi pondered for a long time, as if he was judging the feasibility of this move.

"Your Highness does not need to be involved in this matter. The matter of Shang Shu's coming here tonight must not be hidden from Chu Xie, but His Highness is free to say nothing and protect himself wisely. I will protect the son of Shang Shu's Mansion for His Highness. Your Highness, trust me once, there is no loss. "

Jiang Yanchi saw that the man's white and thin wrists were tightly bound, and a red mark had already been drawn out. He reached out to fish the man over, and asked while untiing the handwriting and seal, "Is it sure that the handwriting and seal you imitated can be confused with the real one? Chu Xie this person is not easy to deal with."

Chu Xie nodded again and again, rubbed his wrists when he was free, and said, "Don't worry, if I don't have some skills, the Xu family would not dare to place me in Chu Xie's mansion... I will guarantee my life, Chu Xie It must be impossible to distinguish the authenticity of the handwriting."

Chu Xie observed Jiang Yanchi's expression, and saw that he was really reluctant to give up the big case of repaying the money to the gambling house, and made up his mind in a moment.

Still want to gamble.

Such an opportunity to hit Chu Xie hard should not be let go.

He was led into the house by His Royal Highness the Prince.

"I didn't expect that the Xu family's soldiers and horses for generations would raise a counselor like you."

Chu Xie: "It's me... who shamed the Xu family."

Jiang Yanchi remained silent, and took two steps to close the window: "That's not what I mean. I mean, you're very smart."

"It's just this little cleverness, but it's worth using."

The window was closed, Chu Xie looked around the room, the doors and windows were closed, and the candles in the small room where only the bed and table could be put down were dim.

Momentarily stuffy, he leaned on the wall and tore off his skirt, and said in a panic, "I, I can't stay for long... Now, I'm leaving... Your Highness, wait for news from Zhao Prison."

Hastily opened the door and left.

The frail figure swayed in the wind the moment the door opened, and the whiteness in the neckline of the blowing wind was faintly visible.

The slender neck line extends downwards, connecting with a graceful shadow of the collarbone.

"If that young master of the Xue family survives tonight, you will know that I have not lied." The man's voice was gentle and loose.

Jiang Yanchi was taken aback.

The figure disappeared in front of the door, leaving only a few petals on the ground swept away by the wind.

He went up suddenly, a pear tree outside the corridor was in full bloom, and the wind blew an elegant fragrance.

He went forward to clasp the man's hand, only to find that although he was tall and tall, his wrist was so thin that it would break if he folded it, he was extremely thin.

It's not just that he doesn't have the time to get around.

Simply fragile.

Chu Xie has always been shrewd and cunning, with cruel methods.

If he is really the secret agent of the Xu family's placement in the Chu residence, once the matter is revealed, the person in front of him will have no power to escape, and he will surely die without a place to bury him.

"Maybe, maybe there are other ways." Jiang Yanchi said.

Chu Xie didn't understand why the little Highness hesitated again.

Could it be that he was still a little cowardly.

As soon as he thought about it, he gave a voice of encouragement.

"Your Highness, if the son of the Xue family dies in Zhao Prison, Xue Shangshu will be powerless and exhausted in investigating the case of returning the gold to the gambling house. More importantly, the people in the court will be more afraid of Chu Xie...that is A never-ending vicious circle. Besides, I can win His Highness's trust through this, and this...for me, kills two birds with one stone."

Chu Xie's voice was very calm, as if he was not the one who risked his life.

Jiang Yanchi suddenly pulled his hand even tighter: "I believe you. But this matter has to be discussed in the long run."

"It won't last long, Your Highness."

Chu Xie coughed lightly, his brows filled with deep worry.

"Your Majesty hasn't been here for long... I'm afraid it will only be a year or two. Chu Xie suppressed the news to death because he was afraid of chaos. We must not miss this opportunity."

Chu Xie tugged, but he didn't see the man let go. He lowered his eyes and saw that the hand was covered with scars, and then remembered that he had brought him the wound medicine.

Now the surroundings are open and the moonlight is charming, and Chu Xie's mood gradually calms down.

So he dragged the little prince to sit at the bottom of the corridor, took out the medicine from his sleeve, held the hand and blew it first, picked a small piece, and by the moonlight, sprinkled the medicine on the festering wound, bit by bit Knead open.

After a while, he heard the little prince ask.

"Did he have a hard time persecuting you?"

Chu Xie was afraid of touching his wound, so he wiped it very carefully.

"I was not persecuted by him."

A piece of pear blossom fell on Chu Xie's head, and was swept off by the little prince.Chu Xie also grabbed the other hand and put it on his lap, dug out a small piece of ointment and applied it carefully, the cold fingers were very gentle.

"I just don't like him and has been doing bad things."

As the night wind passed through the hall, Chu Xie coughed twice, shaking his lungs and shaking his whole body.

It's because the last wind and cold has not completely recovered.

"What's wrong with you?" Jiang Yanchi immediately took off a coat and put it on him.

His eyes gradually sank.

"It's okay, I accidentally caught the wind and cold a few days ago. It doesn't matter." Chu Xie calmed down and looked at the prince with firm eyes, "Your Highness, you must listen to what I have to say next."

"People outside don't know that His Majesty's illness...may have been a matter of one or two years... If His Highness is still unable to take power in person within a year, when His Majesty dies, the whole world will become that Chu Xie's. The thing in the bag... He is a disaster for the country and the people, and then the Great Wei will be devastated... So, no matter what the price is, Your Highness... Within a year, I will definitely help you weaken Chu Xie's power and help the East Palace regain imperial power."

The thin and thin figure disappeared at the end of the corridor, Jiang Yanchi spread out the hand that he had been holding just now, with residual warmth remaining.

In the palm of his hand lay the ointment that Chu Xie had left for him.

The thin lips pursed unconsciously.

After a sleepless night, Jiang Yanchi left the palace and rushed to Chu Xie's mansion without waiting for the news from Zhao Prison the next morning.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the Chu Mansion, he heard that Mr. Xue was beaten to death in Zhao Prison, and a bloody coat was thrown at the gate of the Xue Mansion early in the morning.

At any rate, he saved his life.

If Chu Xie hadn't been intimidated by Zhen Guohou's handwriting, he would never have survived a day when he was sent to Zhao Prison by means of this person.

The gate of the Chu Mansion slowly opened, and the steward rushed towards him, still as polite as two years ago: "Your Highness, why did you come so early? Your Excellency hasn't gotten up yet. Is Your Highness busy?"

"I……"

Jiang Yanchi was so confused that he didn't even think of an excuse.

"It's cold, please come in first, Your Highness."

Jiang Yanchi looked left and right, passing servants, attendants, stewards... walked all the way silently, not letting go of any figure from the corner of his eye.