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Chapter 357

"Okay."

The little guy opened his hands reluctantly.

Xiao Lingyue took off his clothes and looked at him, and immediately frowned: "Didn't you say there are no other injuries? What are these green and purple?"

The little guy was so humming that he couldn't explain it, and his little body arched into her arms.

Xiao Lingyue was so coquettish that he had no choice. He hurriedly checked and found that most of them were bruised, probably because of the collision. It was useless to use trauma ointment. He had to go back and rub the blood stasis with medicinal wine.

She was busy checking the little guy's injuries.

On the other side, the atmosphere seemed condensing.

The Longlin Guard, led by Zhan Beihanhe, was standing at the vent of the wind and was asking about the situation in Xiangguo Temple.

Long Linwei said: "With His Majesty in charge, the Xiangguo Temple has been initially stabilized. The imperial guards temporarily blocked the main hall, and all civil and military officials and their families took care of each other in order to prevent an accident."

"The host of Xiangguo Temple cooperated with the investigation of the imperial guards and searched the entire temple and found many suspicious traces. His Majesty sent people to investigate one by one."

"And the imperial physician on Your Majesty's side has basically determined the source of the toxins, but because the Xiangguo Temple lacks medicinal materials, the antidote cannot be prepared for the time being."

"The imperial physician was concerned about the safety of His Majesty's dragon body and proposed to let His Majesty set off to return to Beijing, or to order people to send medicinal materials from Beijing, but His Majesty did not agree. The imperial physician could only use acupuncture and other methods to temporarily delay the toxins, and then find a way after returning to Beijing."

The Dragon Scale Guard finished the general situation in one breath.

Zhan Beihan said in a deep voice: "Where is the prince and the princess? Have you found them?"

"When my subordinates saw the prince's signal, there was news about His Royal Highness and Princess. It is said that when the two nobles encountered assassination, they were rescued by several elderly monks in the temple and hid the two nobles in the Sutra Pavilion, thus avoiding the assassin's pursuit. When my subordinates set off, the imperial guards were about to greet the two nobles, but they were not sure how they were injured for the time being."

"The old monk in the temple saved the prince?" Zhan Beihan felt suspicious.

As far as he knows, the true monks in Xiangguo Temple all have documentary records, only focus on studying Buddhism and do not understand martial arts.

The assassin who chased the prince must be elite.

How did several elderly monks save the prince and princess? They also successfully escape the assassin's pursuit?

The Dragon Scale Guard said cautiously: "I did not go with the imperial guards and did not know much about the specific details. But Your Majesty has an order to wait until the Prince escapes danger, and you and the young prince return safely before discussing the return to the capital."

In other words, Emperor Zhaoming is still waiting for them to go back in Xiangguo Temple.

Zhan Beihan decisively ordered: "Since that's the case, there is no need to waste time. As soon as possible, someone will count the assassin's body, mark the location, and send someone to restrain himself after dawn!"

"Yes." The Dragon Scale Guard turned around and passed the order down.

After Xiao Lingyue checked Han Han's injuries and put on his clothes again, she saw several dragon scale guards walking towards him with the bodies of four assassins on the edge of the cliff.

The other Dragon Scale Guards counted the nearby assassins one by one, then carried them into the straw shed, and piled them neatly together.

The blood on the ground nearby was also covered with sand and soil, clearing the traces on the scene.

But in a moment, the blood on the ground under Duanlongpole disappeared, and the landform returned to its original state, as if nothing had happened.

"Mom, what are you going to do if your father asks the Dragon Scale Guard to carry the assassin's body into the straw hut?" Han Han felt a little confused.

If you want to collect the body, wouldn’t it be enough to just dig a hole on the ground and bury it?

To be simpler, just throw it off the cliff.
Chapter completed!