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Eunuch Fu snorted coldly: “Their purpose is just the box of medicinal material, and the money is just to deceive people, making people think that this is just a robbery.”

The Yamen Official was confused: “Why? Why do they want to grab a box of medicinal materials instead of valuables?”

Naturally, Eunuch Fu couldn’t tell him too much, so he took someone to check in the warehouse, asked the wife of the householder, and finally confirmed the loss of the purple blood vine.

Eunuch Fu hurried back to the palace to report back.

Looking at Eunuch Fu who returned empty-handed, Chu Yan asked anxiously: “Where’s the stuff? Didn’t someone take the imperial post?”

Eunuch Fu recounted the situation.

“Your Majesty, it’s clear that someone was there first, pretended to be a robber, robbed the purple blood vine, and killed people to silence him.”

Chu Yan was so angry that he almost gritted his steel teeth: “There must be a ghost in the palace, otherwise, it would be impossible to take the lead everywhere.” He turned his eyes, scanning the hall with cold eyes.

Meng Changling was still sitting in front of the Supreme Emperor’s bed. Her beautiful eyes stared at the unconscious Supreme Emperor with tears in her eyes, the tears hadn’t fallen yet, but it was already pitiful.

Such a woman, who can doubt her?

Chu Yan’s eyes moved to another place, and the palace maids and eunuchs knelt on the ground, like autumn leaves in the cold wind, about to fall.

“Arrest them all and interrogate them well.”

Eunuch Fu immediately waved to his subordinates outside, and there were bursts of cries and begging for mercy in the hall.

It is said to be an interrogation, but the pain of flesh and blood must be inevitable, and maybe they will never come back.

Bai Zhi and Song Lang were preparing to refine medicine in the side hall next door. When they heard the commotion, they rushed over. Seeing this, Bai Zhi hurriedly asked: “What happened?”

Chu Yan looked bored: “I made the villain get ahead of me again. I suspect that there are ghosts in the palace.”

For some reason, upon hearing the word inner ghost, Bai Zhi’s eyes naturally fell on Meng Changling, and then she shook her head: It can’t be her, it can’t be.

She looked away, and said to Chu Yan: “So there is no purple blood vine yet?”

Chu Yan shook his head: “No.”

She looked at Song Lang again: “How much time is left?”

Song Lang turned his head to look outside, it was getting late: “Up to 3 hours.”

If he can start refining medicine now, with the help of Bai Zhi, he can speed up the speed, maybe he can catch up.

But now even the most important medicinal materials were not available, so it was useless to say more.

“Are there any deep mountains near our capital city?” Bai Zhi asked again.

Song Lang said: “Don’t mention it, even if there is, it’s too late.”

When Meng Changling, who was sitting in front of the dragon bed, heard these words, the tears in her eyes finally fell, falling drop by drop on the back of her jade-like hand.

No matter what happened before, at this moment, she was really sad.

What exactly she was sad about, she was afraid that she can’t tell the difference.

Was it for the previous love? Or was it for the feeling in her heart that has ended before it begins?

Or, for her former self?

Three hours, three hours.

It was three hours in the blink of an eye, just as Song Lang expected, the Supreme Emperor was poisoned, and he didn’t even leave a last word. He just left the world.