Chapter 86 Do you want to kill me?
Jiang Jinshuang sent people to look for He Weijing for a long time.
Rumor has it that before He Weijing came out of the mountain, he was hiding in the clouds somewhere in the forest of Bai Yujing.
Later, King Ruiyang Jiang Buhuo fought against Beihuai for a long time. Although the black armored cavalry were extremely brave, they also suffered heavy casualties.
The conditions in Bai Yujing are difficult and the environment is harsh. If those wounds cannot be healed in time, they will be infected with epidemic diseases over time.
For this reason, King Ruiyang visited He Weijing several times, and then he begged him to come out of the mountain and accompany the army on the expedition.
He Weijing is aloof and arrogant, and I don't know how much effort King Ruiyang spent in convincing him to come out.
In fact, Si Ning knew that if someone like He Weijing really didn't want to come to the capital, no one would be able to find him.
——He came to Chang'an City voluntarily.
He Weijing's technique is clean and neat.
It seemed that in just the blink of an eye, seven or eight soft needles had been inserted into Si Ning's body.
"The capital is full of wolves, and I'm afraid she won't be able to cope with it."
He Weijing spoke in an indifferent tone.
He didn't directly answer Si Ning's question, but it was already an answer.
——Come for her.
Si Ning raised his lips and smiled, but he explained for her: "Your Highness is very smart and can handle anything."
When He Weijing heard this, he didn't know what he thought of, and chuckled: "Sometimes I am so stupid."
Twenty-six silver needles pierced into Sining's acupuncture points, and Sining felt as if hot magma was gushing out of his chest.
The next second, he frowned and sprayed a mouthful of black blood on the ground!
He Weijing got out of the way early and was not affected.
He looked at the bruises that Si Ning had spit out, took a few steps forward, and stretched out his hand to check his pulse.
The atmosphere was too quiet.
The corners of Si Ning's lips were stained with blood, and his pale face was a little more colorful, making him look a little sickly and beautiful.
for a long time.
He Weijing frowned, tutted, and looked cold.
Seeing this, Si Ning smiled and said, "Mr. He, just say it directly. I'll be prepared."
Hearing this, He Weijing didn't put down his pulse-diagnosing hand from Si Ning's wrist. He just raised his eyes slightly and looked at him calmly with a pair of cold eyes.
"Mr. Si Ning, you will die."
Show no mercy.
When Si Ning heard this, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, then he lowered his eyes and curled his lips: "I understand."
He Weijing moved his eyes, and the finger bones that touched Si Ning's pulse moved.
It was like trying to observe his true emotions through his pulse.
for a long time.
He spoke again: "I can cure your heart disease."
His eyelids twitched, Si Ning's eyes slowly fell on He Weijing's face.
After a while, Si Ning's voice became slightly colder: "What does Mr. He want?"
Putting a little force on Si Ning's pulse, Si Ning leaned forward a little and squinted his eyes slightly: "Tell me, how much do you know about Jiang Jinshuang's past?"
Si Ning's eyes turned cold.
He raised his chin slightly and moved the other hand hidden in his sleeve.
He Weijing's hand behind his back tightened quietly.
"What do you mean, Mr. He?" When he said this, Si Ning's tone had completely turned cold.
It's like frost-covered ice, without even a trace of emotion attached to it.
The eyes that were still smiling just now turned cold for a moment, becoming cold and distant.
He Weijing narrowed his eyes and said in a serious tone: "So, how much do you know?"
A smile appeared on the corner of Si Ning's mouth, but the smile was not warm and made him appear cold and distant.
He lowered his head slightly and whispered something in He Weijing's ear.
The next second——
The two of them took action at the same time. Si Ning's dagger was stuck in He Weijing's throat, and He Weijing's silver needle was pressed between Si Ning's eyebrows.
Like a silent game.
Si Ning looked at He Weijing with a bit of scrutiny and vigilance.
And He Weijing looked at Si Ning with cold murderous intent.
The originally harmonious atmosphere just now collapsed, and tit-for-tat confrontation emerged. The curtains in the room flickered a few times.
It also swept through their long hair and clothes.
Si Ning narrowed his eyes and raised his chin slightly: "Mr. He, who are you?"
The silver needle was long and thin, and seemed to be able to easily cut through the texture of the skin.
Now he pointed his finger at the center of Si Ning's eyebrows, and a round drop of blood smeared out.
He Weijing's tone was cold: "I also want to ask Mr. Si Ning about this."
No one has any intention of giving in.
I don’t know how much time passed.
It was Si Ning who spoke first: "Mr. He killed me because he didn't want His Highness to have what happened back then leaked?"
He Weijing said coldly: "Now that she has returned to Chang'an City, what happened back then will never affect her again."
Si Ning raised his eyebrows.
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Ah, he got it.
——He finally understood why He Weijing was so familiar and intimate with His Highness.
Putting down his guard, Si Ning smiled and withdrew the dagger at his throat.
"Both Mr. He and I don't want to reveal what happened back then."
He Weijing checked Si Ning's pulse.
The pulse is steady and the truth is spoken.
After a long time, he finally put away the silver needle on his fingertips.
Si Ning was so smart. He understood the whole story, and his wariness towards He Weijing subsided: "Mr. He, you said you would not betray His Highness, and I completely believe it now."
He Weijing lowered his eyes and inserted the silver needle in his hand into Si Ning's acupuncture point again.
This time, Si Ning felt that something that had been accumulated in his chest for a long time seemed to be unblocked for a moment.
"Did you just want to kill me?" He Weijing asked coldly.
Si Ning did not conceal his purpose and nodded with a smile: "Yes, there are too few people who know what happened back then. I can't risk His Highness's safety."
He Weijing said coldly: "Mr. Si Ning should know that if you kill me, no one will be able to cure your heart disease."
Si Ning smiled nonchalantly: "It's not a big deal."
His Highness's safety is much more valuable than his life.
He Weijing narrowed his eyes, and the vigilance in his eyes finally faded a bit.
Si Ning rested his mind and closed his eyes, then spoke softly: "Your Highness...did you have a hard time back then?"
The hand that had always been steady finally trembled slightly at this moment.
for a long time.
He Weijing's low and hoarse voice came from above Si Ning's head.
"She didn't say anything about her pain."
"Mr. He, do you want to protect her?"
The curtains in the room moved a few more times.
"It would be better to suffer less injuries."
"It's a pity that His Highness doesn't know Mr. He's thoughts."
He Weijing lowered his eyes.
He opened his lips slightly and said what Si Ning said just now.
"It's not a big deal."
——
When He Weijing came out of the room, Jiang Jinshuang was waiting anxiously outside the door.
Seeing He Weijing come out, Jiang Jinshuang hurriedly ran forward and handed him a wet towel diligently: "Mr. He, how is Si Ning?"
He Weijing wiped his slender hands and glanced at Jiang Jinshuang lightly: "Since I told you to withdraw the coffin, I can naturally save the person."
When Jiang Jinshuang heard this, her eyes widened with joy: "Mr. He, does he mean that it can cure Si Ning's heart disease!?"
He Weijing's tone remained unchanged: "There is no guarantee that he will not be cured, but I guarantee that he will not die that easily."
After saying that, He Weijing threw the wet towel to Jiang Jinshuang again, turned around and left.
Jiang Jinshuang was extremely happy. Qian Yao said that Si Ning was still resting in the room, so Jiang Jinshuang did not dare to go in and disturb him.
But not long after she was so happy, she heard Chuntao coming to report to her.
"Your Highness, Xia Yurong is asking for an audience outside the mansion."
(End of chapter)