Chapter 1305: Inside ghost

When I saw the clothes that I had to wear, I knew that the other party was not too small. I piled up and laughed back. "There was a box of silver and some jewelry in the storeroom, and a box of herbs. It’s strange to say that there are not only silver in the storeroom. There are gold and silver tickets that are worth more, but they only get a box of silver and some silk flowers."
Fu Zheng cold: "Their purpose is only the box of medicine, the silver is just to hide people's eyes and ears, people think this is just a robbery robbery."
Quickly catching a face: "Why? Why don't they have valuable things in their possession? Why do you want to grab a box of herbs?"
Fuzheng naturally can't talk too much to him. He took someone to go to the warehouse to check it out, and he asked the wife of the owner to ask the question. He finally determined the loss of the purple blood vine.
Fu Zheng rushed back to the palace to return to life.
Looking at the empty-handed return, Chu Yu asked: "What is it? Isn't someone uncovering the emperor?"
Fu Zheng retelled the situation.
"The emperor, it is clear that someone is the first to get on the top, dressed as a robber, grabbed the purple blood vine, but also kills people."
Chu Qiqi almost bite a steel tooth, "There are ghosts inside, there must be ghosts in the palace, otherwise it is impossible to take the lead everywhere." He turned his eyes, and his cold eyes glanced in the temple.
Meng Changling is still sitting in front of the bed of the Emperor, and Yingying’s eyes are faintly unconscious. The eyes are filled with tears and tears are not falling, but it is already pitiful.
Such a woman, who can doubt her?
Chu Yu’s gaze moved to another place, and the palace eunuchs smashed into the ground like the autumn leaves in the cold wind.
"Catch all, ask questions."
When he paid for the time, he waved his hand to the outside, and there was a burst of crying in the temple.
It is an interrogation, but the hardship of the flesh is inevitable, and maybe it will never come back.
Bai Yu and Song Lang prepared for refining medicine in the next hall. When they heard the movement, they came over and rushed over. He was busy asking: "What happened?"
Chu Yu looked bored, "it makes people get ahead of the game, I suspect there are ghosts in the palace."
I don't know why, when I heard the word inside the ghost, Bai's gaze naturally fell on Meng Changling's body, and then shook his head again: "It is impossible for her, impossible."
She regained her gaze and said to Chu: "So there is no bloodletter now?"
Chu Yu shook his head: "No."
She looked at Song Lang again: "How much time is there?"
Song Lang turned his head and looked outward. The sky was not too early. "Up to three hours." If you can start refining medicine now, there are white baboons to help you to refine, speed up some speed, maybe you can catch up.
But now the most important medicines are not there, saying nothing is useless.
"Can we have a deep mountain near Kyoto City?" asked Bai Yu.
Song Lang said: "No, no, even if there is, it is too late."
Meng Changling, sitting in front of the dragon bed, heard the words, the tears that were stored in the day, and finally fell, falling on the back of the white hand.
No matter what it was, she was really sad at this time.
What is sad, I am afraid that even she can't tell.
What are the lost years? It is still the feeling that the heart has already begun and has ended.
Or, have you been yourself?
Three hours, three hours.
The blink of an eye is three hours. As Song Lang expected, the Emperor’s poisonous hair, even a last word has not been left, so let go of the world.