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Chapter 744: Five Kinds of Vegetables for the Deposed Empress in the Cold Palace (5)

Just as Song Yuesheng steadied himself, a cold blade suddenly touched his neck.

"Little thief, let's see where you can run this time."

A gangster-like voice rang in my ears.

Su Zhenhe appeared on the right without knowing when, showing his tiger teeth proudly: "Swords have no eyes, you'd better not move."

Fifteen times.

After fifteen manhunts, we finally succeeded tonight.

Su Zhenhe gritted his teeth secretly.

This female thief was better at hiding than the rats in the imperial kitchen. Every day he searched all six bureaus and one department under the pretext of purchasing, but could not find any trace of her.

I finally won today.

"I don't want to kill you either."

He deliberately rubbed the back of the knife against her throat.

"Although the ingredients you took were all spoiled, the palace is an important place, little thief..."

The words stopped abruptly.

Song Yuesheng suddenly turned her head, and the blade left a bloody mark on her neck.

Bright red blood slid down the silver blade, but she didn't even frown.

"Master Su, you have no right to kill me." Her voice was terrifyingly calm. "I always run to the Chenque Palace. Don't you know who my master is?"

Su Zhenhe's pupils suddenly shrank and he quickly withdrew the knife, but still held her wrist tightly.

"The Queen Mother is kind and never blames her servants."

"Ah."

Song Yuesheng chuckled.

The night breeze lifted her veil, revealing her small chin.

"Being able to hold the seal shows that you have been in the palace long enough. But you are old, which shows that you have something extraordinary. Why are you still so naive?"

The night wind blew up the hems of their clothes.

Su Zhenhe stared at the glaring red on her neck, and suddenly remembered that half a month ago, the Queen Mother's favorite Nanny Ren was found in the dry well behind the Chenque Palace.

They said it was a slip, but the body...

"There may be some kind people in the palace." He suddenly tightened his fingers, leaving a red mark on her wrist, "but it's definitely not me."

"Little thief, if you want to blame someone, blame your bad luck for being sent to the palace to serve...ah!"

A sharp pain suddenly exploded from my wrist.

Su Zhenhe lowered his head, and before he could react, his whole body was spinning -

"boom!"

He fell heavily on the bluestone slab, and when he looked up he saw the female thief standing on the wall.

In the starless and moonless night, her outline was blurred, only her voice was clearly heard.

"Master Su, do you think that anyone can serve the Queen Mother?"

The tiles "cracked" softly, and she jumped down the high wall. The night wind brought her the last words: "I will not tell the Queen Mother about what happened tonight. Lord Su, take care of yourself."

The footsteps gradually faded away, and Su Zhenhe somersaulted onto the palace wall.

The palace road in the direction of Chenque Palace was empty, with only the torches of the imperial guards flickering in the distance.

"What the hell..."

He rubbed his aching wrist and jumped back to the Shangshansi, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a flash of silver light on the back of his hand.

Half of the silver needle pierced into the skin, and the end of the needle was still trembling.

Or a doctor?

He raised his eyebrows and pulled out the needle, a drop of blood came out from the tip of the needle.

But there were already bloodstains on the back of his hand.

I think it was dripping from the wound on the female thief's neck just now.

"Tsk."

Hu Ya rubbed his lower lip unconsciously.

It was rare to meet such an interesting person in the palace, which reminded him of his carefree days outside the palace.

That wound... shouldn't be fatal, right?

Su Zhenhe changed his mind and laughed angrily.

He was clearly using the back of the knife, but he insisted on hitting the edge of the blade, as if he was deliberately seeking death.

The night wind blew past the copper bells under the eaves of the Shangshansi, and Su Zhenhe suddenly remembered what she said before she jumped over the wall.

"Who can survive beside the Queen Mother?"

The silver needle at the fingertips suddenly bent.

The expression on Su Zhenhe's face gradually dimmed and he threw the silver needle away casually.

Although I am sad, I will see you next time...

He would definitely kill her.

**

The Chinese medicinal materials in Canwu Palace all have high levels of impurities and need to be thrown away and burned.

Song Yuesheng couldn't use them to treat the wound on his neck, which made the already tight medicine store even worse.

Therefore, she used the chess dagger to cut her clothes, tied them around her neck, and went straight to the Imperial Hospital.

"Sister Yue, how can you say you are from the Queen Mother's Palace?"

Song Yuesheng did not stop.

"Su Zhenhe is very interested in me. If he frequently goes in and out of Chenque Palace in the future, it will inevitably arouse Wen Yu's suspicion.

The Empress Dowager's power in the court has not yet disappeared. As the emperor, Wen Yu will not tolerate the important position of the Imperial Kitchen, which is in charge of the emperor's food, falling into the hands of the Empress Dowager's party.

Although we don’t know what the fate of the heroine in this world will be, the checks and balances between the male protagonists will inevitably affect the rise and fall of their respective forces.

To some extent, it also contributes to the value of our mission."

The blue sparrow was confused.

It feels very powerful.

But it didn't want to be considered as not making progress by Sister Yue, so it used the universal reply on the forum, "Sister Yue is awesome!"

Song Yuesheng skillfully slipped in through the side door of the Imperial Hospital and pried open the window of the pharmacy with ease, but when he landed he stepped on a pile of broken pottery.

"boom!"

The sound of flying pottery pieces was particularly harsh in the silent night.

Song Yuesheng's whole body tensed up, his ears moved slightly, and he heard the faint sound of clothes rustling coming from the inner room.

too late.

A moon-white official robe fluttered past the screen. Shen Qihe stood there holding a lamp, his handsome face half bright and half dark in the candlelight.

The silver needle bag on his waist swayed slightly, and the needle tip flashed coldly under the lamp.

"This is the eighth time."

With a hint of helplessness in his gentle voice, Shen Qihe walked forward slowly.

Song Yuesheng was just about to jump back out of the window when he saw several imperial doctors rushing over from a distance.

The moment she closed the window, Shen Qihe was already within reach.

"What did you steal this time?"

Shen Qihe smelled a faint smell of blood and frowned slightly, "Or..."

"Lend me some medicine for wounds." Song Yuesheng stiffened his neck and spoke in a hoarse voice, "I'll pay you back later."

Shen Qihe suddenly chuckled, the lights flickering in his eyes: "A female thief can also get hurt?"

The footsteps outside the window are getting closer.

Song Yuesheng quickly turned off the lights, dragged Shen Qihe into the shadow of the medicine cabinet, put the dagger against his waist and abdomen, and covered his mouth and nose with his palms: "Cooperate, Judge Shen."

The two were very close.

Shen Qihe could hear his own steady heartbeat, which contrasted sharply with her drum-like movements.

But he didn't think the distance was too close.

Because he saw the thin layer of sweat on her forehead and the blood oozing from the black cloth tied around her neck.

The door opens.

Several imperial doctors lit fire to check and caught a glimpse of the scattered pottery pieces by the window.

"Did Judge Shen's cat trap succeed?"

"It shouldn't be. Logically, a cat jumping in and kicking the pottery jar would be injured, but you see, there is no blood."

"What was that noise just now?"

At this very moment——

"Um......"

Shen Qihe suddenly made an ambiguous nasal sound under her palm.

Song Yuesheng's pupils suddenly shrank.

What is this dog doing?

But I saw a smile flashing in his eyes.

"what sound?"

Footsteps approach.

Song Yuesheng moved the dagger away from Shen Qihe's abdomen and moved aside slightly so that he could put the knife on his neck later.

Whenever someone came, she would hold Shen Qihe hostage to command the imperial doctors.

He is the judge of the court and has excellent medical skills.

Other doctors would not have refused to save him.

As long as there is time, she can leave.

However, Shen Qihe suddenly put his arms around her waist, pulled her into his arms, and with a flick of his fingertips, three silver needles pierced through the window paper, followed by a "bang" sound of shattering from a distance.

"We must have caught that wild cat!"

"Let's go, let's go and take a look."

……

After the door closed and the footsteps faded away, Song Yuesheng released her hand from Shen Qihe's lips, only to hear him whisper, "I just saved your life, can you talk properly now?"

"For example... who are you? Why do you come to the Imperial Hospital again and again to get the medicinal materials that are ready to be burned?"

"Who instructed you? Are you planning to take those inferior medicinal materials outside the palace and sell them for personal gain?"

Song Yuesheng endured the pain, forcefully pulled the hand from his waist away, and threw the man to the ground with a clean shoulder throw.

"who am I?"

She pressed one knee against his chest, the cold light of the dagger illuminating his eyes that were burning with anger, "I am your ancestor!"

At the moment when the knife came down, the last thing reflected in Shen Qihe's dilated pupils was her eyelashes trembling slightly due to pain.

He thought vaguely before his consciousness faded.

It turns out that this female thief who is always so at ease can also lose control.

And... I didn't take enough silver needles. I was impulsive and threw all three silver needles out.