"So … there's really someone who wants to kill us?" Na Yan was shocked by his own speculation.
Tuo Ze began to ponder over his words.
Could it be that someone really wanted to kill him and Na Yan?
He frowned and asked in confusion, "If that's the case, then who wants to kill us?"
"Then we'll have to investigate!"
"Investigate?" Na Tuo looked at him and snorted coldly, directly stating his position, "Although Royal Father ordered us to work together to find those assassins, do you think I will cooperate with you?"
That was a good question.
Na Yan understood what he meant. "So you want to investigate alone?"
"You and I both know that whoever finds those assassins first will have done a good deed in front of Father. Why should I cooperate with you when it's such a good opportunity?"
Tuo Dou had always viewed Na Yan as an opponent.
Since they were opponents, why would they cooperate at this time?
He continued, "Moreover, the person those assassins want to kill is you, so the one who should be nervous is also you. It has nothing to do with me! “
"You …"
"Also, you'd better pray that you're lucky enough to have a fool to block the sword for you next time. Otherwise, I can only wait to collect your corpse."
What a poisonous mouth!
But it was indeed in line with Na Tuo's personality.
After saying this, he took the umbrella from the eunuch's hands and left without looking back.
Only Na Yan was left gritting his teeth.
However, his expression remained calm, unwilling to show that he was at a disadvantage in front of others.
Then, he took the umbrella from the eunuch and left.
…
At this time, the sky was already bright.
Li Cheng did not sleep the whole night. His mind was still thinking about what his big brother had said yesterday.
But what could he do no matter how much he thought?
Du Mubai was already dead, and his sister had shaved her head and become a nun. Everything … was over.
It was just that it took him an entire night to accept this logic.
Looking at the drizzle outside, he changed his clothes and left the mansion.
Straight to Song Zhi's old mansion!
But there was no one in the house.
Even the chef from yesterday was not here.
If it wasn't for Song Zhi's books, he would have thought that this place was deserted.
But where did he go?
I didn't see him last night either!
There was also Jing Rong, Ji Yunshu, and the others. Yesterday, the mountain outside the city had collapsed, so the carriage couldn't leave the city through the official road. Logically speaking, they should have returned here, but looking at the traces in the house, they didn't come back.
How did they all disappear?
Li Cheng came out of the house. Just as he reached the entrance of the alley, he bumped into two officials.
They were discussing something.
The azure-clothed man said, "Yesterday was too scary. Fortunately, I ran fast, otherwise I would have died."
The man in blue said, "Me too. The ground was covered in corpses. Whenever I think of that scene, I can't sleep."
"I had nightmares all night."
The two of them held their umbrellas and walked forward while crossing their arms.
He felt his back go numb.
"By the way, the poor scholar who blocked the sword for the Second Prince was really not afraid of death. At that time, he directly rushed over and a sword pierced through his chest to his back. Ouch, it was so bloody." The blue-clothed man's hair stood on end when he thought of the scene last night.
Li Cheng happened to hear it and grabbed the scholar's arm.
He pulled hard.
The scholar staggered a few steps forward.
The umbrella in his hand hit the umbrella above Li Cheng's head and both of them fell to the ground.
The drizzle instantly fell on the two of them.
The blue-clothed man was stunned. He stared at the anxious person in front of him and asked, "Who are you? Let go of me! "
Li Cheng asked, "You just said that the person who blocked the sword for the Second Prince is a poor scholar?"
Poor scholar? Who else could it be but Song Zhi?
"Yes … So what? Let go of me now. "
"Is that person Song Zhi?"
"Song Zhi?" The blue-clothed man only felt pain in his arm. "I … I don't know. I don't know the person you're talking about."
Other than reading in his room, Song Zhi usually went to the bookstore to read.
He didn't have much contact with this year's officials, so it was normal that most of them didn't know him.
Li Cheng was burning with anxiety. He twisted the man's wrist a little harder and continued to ask, "Then where is that person now?"
"He was taken away by the Second Prince."
"Dead?"
"I don't know. Anyway, he was taken away. Who are you? Let go of me now. "The blue-clothed man tried to pull his arm back.
He hid it behind him.
He was afraid that Li Cheng would drag him away again.
Li Cheng didn't care too much and directly ran to the Second Prince's Mansion.
At this time, Na Yan still hadn't returned.
As soon as he arrived at the door of the Prince's Mansion, he was stopped by two servants outside.
"Prince Cheng, why are you here? What are you doing here? "
"Get out of the way. I'm going in to look for someone."
"Look for someone? Where is the person you're looking for in the Prince's Mansion? "The servant was puzzled.
The Second Prince's Mansion and Li Cheng had nothing to do with each other.
Don't mention who it was!
Li Cheng was so anxious that his forehead was sweating. He looked inside and wanted to rush in, but the servant stopped him. The worry in his heart turned into anger. He shouted at the two servants, "I'm looking for that bookworm Song Zhi! Someone said that the Second Prince brought him here. "
"Young … Master Song?"
How dare he call him Young Master Song!
"It seems that the person is really inside!" Li Cheng didn't say anything and pushed the servant in front of him away.
He quickly walked in.
The manservant ran behind him and shouted, "Prince Cheng, Prince Cheng …"
Li Cheng passed through the front yard and caught a servant holding a plate.
He immediately grabbed the collar of the servant.
He pulled it in front of him.
The servant trembled and the things in his hands fell to the ground.
There were broken plates all over the ground.
"Where is Song Zhi?"
"Ah?" The servant didn't react and his eyes widened, "Young Master Song, he …"
"Speak!"
"In …" He pointed in a direction.
It was the main courtyard of the Prince's Mansion.
Li Cheng let go of him and trotted towards the main courtyard.
As soon as he entered, he saw that the courtyard was full of people.
It seemed that Song Zhi was indeed inside.
When the people in the mansion saw Li Cheng rushing in, they all looked at each other and didn't have time to stop him. They saw Li Cheng's figure had already rushed in.
When he entered the inner room, he saw Song Zhi lying on the bed with a pale face.
His chest was wrapped in bandages.
He was unconscious!
On the verge of death!
"Song Zhi?"
His heart seemed to jump out of his throat. He walked to the bedside to check and called Song Zhi several times.
Then he questioned the servant in the room, "What's his situation now?"
The servant was scared, "Young Master Song's injury is too serious, he hasn't woken up."
"His injury is too serious? Are you going to let him lie here forever? "
"The imperial doctor … said that if Young Master Song can survive these two days, he … will be fine."
Survive?
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