A faint fragrance hit the nostrils. Inside the carriage, a little girl of eight or nine years old and a maidservant of fourteen or five years old were sitting side by side, with panic on their faces, as if they were frightened by him.The carriage is very comfortable, with a thick carpet underneath, the sides and top are also carefully decorated with silk, a small table fixed at the bottom of the carriage, a food box for snacks... everything seems to be in order, It doesn't look like a thief has invaded.

But because of his duty, he still clenched his fists and said to Nangong Yue politely: "This girl Nangong has offended, we are searching for an assassin, and we seem to have seen your carriage on South Street before. , have you seen that assassin?"

Nangong Yue looked a little frightened, but tried her best to calm down and said, "My lord, I have never seen any assassins."

That Jin Yiwei didn't care what Nangong Yue said at all, and his eyes were fixed on the stool that Nangong Yue was sitting on... As far as he knew, this kind of box-type stool in the carriage often also had the function of storage.A cold light flashed in his eyes, his eyes fixed on a piece of cyan fabric at the corner of Nangong Yue's skirt, and he said sternly, "Miss Nangong, please get up! We Jinyiwei are searching for assassins, please cooperate with the girl, so as to avoid any harm to the girl. It's not beautiful." His words seemed to be kind, but there was a strong spirit in his eyebrows and a cold tone.

"Since it's Jin Yiwei's work, cooperation is due." Nangong Yue hurriedly got up, "Yimei, let's get out of the car and let Jinyiwei search." Then, she got off the carriage with the help of Yimei.

The Jin Yiwei took a step forward cautiously, pulled out the silver space around his waist, pointed the tip of his sword at the gap of the storage stool, and opened the lid... He took a step back vigilantly, only to see the long storage stool There was no one hiding in there at all, only a thin quilt folded on one side, a few pieces of changed clothes, a few squares of handkerchiefs, and an embroidery basket, and the cyan fabric he just saw was one of the handkerchiefs.The contents of the storage stool are clear at a glance, and there is no way to hide a big man.

That Jin Yiwei was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly got out of the carriage, again apologizing to Nangong Yue: "Miss Nangong, what a disturbance, you can go."

Nangong Yue got on the carriage again with the help of Yimei, only to hear the Jin Yiwei shouting: "Go, keep chasing!"

Then there was the sound of horses' hoofs "tapping" and running, and when the sound was farther away, the driver outside asked nervously, "Miss Yimei, have you ever been shocked by the third maiden?"

"It's all right, Uncle Laifu." Yimei let out a long sigh of relief, her whole body seemed to have lost her strength, her whole body was weak, "Continue to the tea house."

"Okay! Drive!"

The carriage continued to move forward. Nangong Yue and Yi Mei opened the storage board again, took out the contents one by one, and then took off the partition. The masked boy and the sick son were hiding under the partition, their bodies curled up in a ball. Clinging to each other, both of them were already sweating profusely.

The young man is not bad, he is young and strong, but the sick son has already taken in less and exhaled more, and is dying, as if he is about to die at any time.

The young man climbed out first, then hugged the sick son out, and shouted nervously, "Young Master!"

The sick son smiled weakly and said, "Little... Four, I'm fine..."

Nangong Yue really couldn't see him talking big, and said coldly from the side: "You are all right, but you just got the most strange poison in the world!"

"You..." The young man stared at Nangong Yue in disbelief.

"Don't look at me, I have no way to help him detoxify." Nangong Yue took out the purse wrapped with silver needles again, and danced her right hand gracefully, and in the blink of an eye, ten needles were pierced on the sick boy's body, "I can do it. It's just to delay the onset of the poison..." But he thought to himself, if this sick child died in his carriage, this wolf-like young man might not know what to do.

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