novelhk Chapter 352 The poison of the high priest
Chapter 352 The poison of the high priest
Chapter 352: The High Priest's Poison
Back at their residence, Shulü Minglie, Yelü Zhigu, and Shulü Mingyao all had ashen faces.
Shulu Mingyao plopped down in a chair, and said indignantly:
"This is outrageous! Li Cunxu's decisiveness has ruined our original plan."
Shulu Minglie frowned deeply and said in a deep voice:
"It seems we underestimated him. In that case, we have no choice but to rethink our strategy and look for a new opportunity to strike."
Yelü Zhigu also sighed:
"But should we return to the Khitan to report first?"
Shulu Mingyao raised her head and asked her elder brother:
"What do you think, brother?"
Shulu Minglie pondered for a moment, then slowly said:
"Don't go back for now. Let our people send these treasures back and report the current situation to the Great Khan."
The three of us will stay here and wait for another opportunity to strike against Li Cunxu.
After the three finished their discussion, they each went back to their rooms to rest.
In the stillness of the night, moonlight streamed through the window into Yelü Zhigu's room.
Suddenly, a dark figure silently slipped in, moving as nimbly and silently as a raccoon dog.
He went to the round table and carefully installed a strange object.
However, as he turned to leave, he accidentally knocked over a wine glass on the table.
"Boom-"
The crisp sound broke the silence of the night.
"Who?!"
Yelü Zhigu was startled awake and immediately jumped out of bed, a sharp dagger already in his hand.
She looked around but found no trace of them.
But by the dim moonlight, she could vaguely see a blurry black shadow moving rapidly toward the door.
"Halt! Who are you? Show yourself!"
Yelü Zhigu shouted sternly, and at the same time quickly pulled out a copper coin and threw it at the dark figure.
The shadowy figure nimbly dodged the copper coin attack, then darted out of the window like a ghost.
Yelü Zhigu roared angrily:
"Don't even think about escaping!"
He then leaped out of the window in pursuit.
She quickly took out a few copper coins, cut her fingertip with a knife, dab the blood on the coins, and chanted a spell.
As soon as she finished speaking, she threw the copper coin at the dark figure.
One of the copper coins struck the shadowy figure precisely, instantly emitting a faint light.
The shadowy figure paused, revealing its true form—a masked man dressed in night clothes.
Yelü Zhigu sneered:
"You scoundrel, how dare you sneak into my room and cause trouble! Take this!"
Having said that, she swung her palm straight at the masked man. The masked man was extremely skilled in martial arts, and every move he made exuded a fierce aura.
The two exchanged blows, their fists and palms weaving into a fierce battle.
However, the masked man seemed to have a slight edge in strength.
He suddenly struck out with his palm, the powerful force sending Yelü Zhigu staggering back several steps, almost causing him to fall to the ground.
Just then, Shulü Minglie and Shulü Mingyao arrived upon hearing the commotion.
Upon seeing this, they shouted:
"You audacious scoundrel, how dare you trespass on the residence of my Khitan delegation!"
Upon hearing this, the masked man ceased his fighting and, with a swift movement, leaped into the air like a swallow skimming the water.
With a few leaps and bounds, it disappeared into the vast night.
"Chase!"
Shulu Minglie roared angrily, but when they chased after him for a long distance, the masked man had already disappeared without a trace.
Yelü Zhigu gritted his teeth in anger:
"Damn it! Who is this guy? How did he manage to escape so easily right under my nose?"
Shulu Mingyao then asked in confusion:
"Brother, do you think he's from the Central Plains or... sent by some other force?"
Shulu Minglie pondered for a moment, then said in a low voice:
"Whoever he is, we must be more vigilant."
Yelü Zhigu said, "It's alright. That copper coin was coated with Khitan poison. He won't survive."
The three exchanged a glance, realizing that the situation was far more complicated than they had imagined.
The night was as dark as ink. The man in black used his lightness skill to leap to the high wall of the Prince of Jin's mansion, his figure as nimble as a swallow.
He quietly leaped into the courtyard and finally landed under the eaves of the house where Qiu Ziyue lived.
After confirming that no one was around, the man in black gently pushed open the window and climbed inside.
He took off his mask, revealing a familiar face—it was Su Er!
She knelt down and bowed, saying in a low voice:
"Your Highness, the matter has been completed. I shall take my leave."
However, Qiu Ziyue's gaze lingered on Su Er's arm—there was a clear gash there, and fresh blood was slowly seeping out.
"Are you injured?" Qiu Ziyue asked, frowning.
Su Er forced a smile:
"It's alright, Your Highness. It was just a minor scratch from a copper coin that Yelü Zhigu threw."
Before he could finish speaking, his body suddenly swayed and he collapsed to the ground unconscious.
Qiu Ziyue was shocked and quickly helped Su Er up, then turned and called out to the door:
"Quickly, summon the Prince of Jin!"
A moment later, Li Cunxu rushed over from his study.
He pushed open the door and saw Su Er resting on the bed; his expression immediately turned serious.
"what happened?"
"I have already had Su Er plant a listening device in the Khitan delegation's residence,"
Qiu Ziyue explained,
"But she's injured and needs you to take a look."
Li Cunxu carefully examined Su Er's wounds, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper:
“This is not an ordinary external injury…it seems to be poisoned, and it’s Khitan poison.”
"What should we do then?" Qiu Ziyue asked anxiously.
"Don't rush, we can call Leng Feng over. Isn't he a Khitan?" Li Cunxu reminded him.
These words were like a wake-up call, and Qiu Ziyue immediately summoned Leng Feng.
"This technique is probably a common method used by their Khitan high priests."
Leng Feng said.
“That Yelü Zhigu…”
Qiu Ziyue gasped.
"Years ago, I was Yelü Abaoji's sworn brother. At that time, Yelü Zhigu had not yet met me when I came to the Central Plains."
Leng Feng said:
"Over the years, it seems she has learned a lot of skills. She is not only a Khitan princess, but also the Khitan high priest."
Li Cunxu nodded:
“Indeed. It seems we underestimated her abilities. This poison is very difficult to cure; only the Khitans have the antidote.”
"Leng Feng, do you have an antidote?"
Qiu Ziyue asked.
“I know the antidote for this poison, but it might be too late to prepare the medicine now,” Leng Feng said.
Qiu Ziyue asked anxiously:
"Is there any way to save Su Er?"
"We must get the antidote as soon as possible,"
Leng Feng said in a deep voice.
"Then I will personally step forward and find a way to get the antidote back."
“I’ll go with you,” Li Cunxu said.
Qiu Ziyue said decisively:
"No need. You need to handle government affairs. I'll go get the antidote. Just take Leng Feng with me. You don't need to take any risks."
Looking into Qiu Ziyue's resolute eyes, Li Cunxu felt both moved and worried.
He held Qiu Ziyue's hand and said:
"Be very careful. If things don't look right, retreat immediately. Don't force it."
Qiu Ziyue nodded solemnly:
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. You stay here and keep things stable while we bring back the antidote."
Qiu Ziyue changed into a set of night clothes that were easy to move in, and disappeared into the night with Leng Feng.
Li Cunxu remained in the mansion, silently praying for their safety.
The moonlight outside the window was cold and clear, and the wind whistled.
It seemed to foreshadow an even bigger storm to come...
To be continued in the next chapter!