Chapter 172: Fake Death to Escape
Emperor Qing stopped at the door of the room with his hands behind his back, looked at Chen Pingping in front of him, and asked:

"Is the person really dead?"

Chen Pingping nodded and said, "Your Majesty, please accept my condolences."

"He is indeed gone."

Emperor Qing snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, pushed the door open and walked in.

However, on the big bed in the room, a young man was lying quietly.

The young man stopped breathing, his face was extremely pale, and there was no sign of life on his body.

When Emperor Qing walked to the bedside, he saw the young man's face clearly. It was undoubtedly Fan Xian.

Although Emperor Qing had made full mental preparation when he came, he was still stunned when he actually saw Fan Xian's body.

Fan Xian... is really dead?
He is actually dead!
How could he die!
Emperor Qing was unable to accept the horrible thing before him for a moment.

If that's the case, then wouldn't all the plans made before be scrapped?
He has to start over again!
No!

Why is this happening!

After taking a few deep breaths, Emperor Qing suddenly thought of something and immediately lifted up Fan Xian's clothes.

There was a scar on Fan Xian's shoulder that had not yet healed.

This is the wound left by Yan Xiaoyi's arrow. Emperor Qing was responsible for treating it at the time, so he has a deep impression of it.

There was a narrow wound on Fan Xian's chest, which was obviously left by the long sword.

The wound was very close to the heart, and it would be difficult to survive if stabbed with a sword.

After Emperor Qing recognized that the corpse in front of him was indeed Fan Xian, the hope in his heart was finally gone.

It is obvious that this person is Fan Xian.

"Grass!"

Emperor Qing cursed in a low voice.

He suppressed the impulse in his heart and began to ponder on the spot.

Now that Fan Xian is dead, there is no longer any clue about the weapon he wanted before. It will be extremely difficult to find it.

Not only that.

If Fan Xian died, it would add a lot of difficulties to his future plans.

It is very likely that it will cause unnecessary trouble.

When Emperor Qing thought of this, he felt a headache and his whole body began to tremble with anger.

If I knew who was behind this, I would definitely kill him with my own hands.

After Emperor Qing took a few deep breaths, his irritable mood slowly calmed down.

He turned to look at Chen Pingping and said, "Since he is dead, what should be done with the body?"

Chen Pingping, who was outside the door, replied, "Your Majesty, Lord Fan will handle this matter."

"Lord Fan said that he will personally hold a funeral for him in seven days and bury him in the Fan family's ancestral tomb."

Emperor Qing said: "Fan Jian really cares about this son."

"By the way, why is Fan Jian not here?"

Chen Pingping said: "Lord Fan was too sad and has gone back home to rest."

"I'm sure he'll be here soon."

"If your majesty wants to see him, I can send someone to pass the message."

Emperor Qing waved his hand and said, "No need. I understand his pain of losing his son. Let him have a good rest in the mansion."

"I have other things to do, so I'll leave the rest to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Emperor Qing turned around and walked straight out the door.

At this time, Chen Pingping immediately bowed and said, "Farewell, Your Majesty."

Emperor Qing walked very quickly and left the yard without even looking back.

Chen Pingping looked at Emperor Qing's back without saying anything until he saw him sitting in the sedan chair with his own eyes. Only then did he come to his senses.

After a while, Fei Jie walked out of the room, looked carefully into the yard, and asked:
"What about Your Majesty?"

"Already gone?"

Chen Pingping pushed the wheelchair and walked into the room, saying, "Let's go."

After Fei Jie breathed a sigh of relief, he said, "You almost scared me to death just now."

"For you, I have committed a capital crime."

Chen Pingping said, "Stop talking nonsense. Everyone has committed a crime punishable by death."

"At worst, we can die together in the future!"

"Hey!" Fei Jie pointed at Chen Pingping and said, "There's nothing wrong with what you said."

At this time, Chen Pingping said, "How is Fan Xian now? He is not really dead, is he?"

Fei Jie said: "Don't worry, I'm here, he won't die for the time being."

Then, he came to Fan Xian's body, slowly turned him over, and took out a few silver needles from his back.

Then, he took out a white medicine bottle from his sleeve, poured out the pills, and fed them to Fan Xian.

After a few breaths.

Fan Xian, who originally had a pale and bloodless face, now had a hint of redness on his face.

Moreover, his chest began to rise and fall, and even his breathing began to increase.

Fei Jie said: "Fortunately, I made preparations earlier, so I was able to hide it from His Majesty."

"If this is the case, then no one in this world except the three of us will know that Fan Xian is still alive."

Chen Pingping sighed and said, "That's the only way."

"However, I have already sent someone to ask for help. If he comes, the man who injured Wu Zhu will definitely not survive."

Fei Jie was surprised and said, "You mean looking around..."

"It's him." Chen Pingping nodded and said, "I don't believe that a Grandmaster can't be a match for that person, so if we add another Grandmaster, we still can't defeat him!"

Fei Jie nodded thoughtfully: "If that's the case, then it's interesting."

"It has never happened before that two grandmasters fight against one grandmaster. Just thinking about it makes me very excited."

"But what should we do next?"

"Although Fan Xian is not dead now, he will die if he is not cured quickly."

"The best way now is to have him leave Kyoto as soon as possible and find a place to rest. Then he can be completely cured with the help of medicine."

Chen Pingping said: "This matter is not urgent, we need Fan Jian to come over first."

Fei Jie shrugged and said, "Then it's up to you. Anyway, I'm only responsible for saving people and poisoning people."

……

at the same time.

After Emperor Qing sat in the sedan chair, the corners of his mouth slightly raised and he couldn't help but sneer.

In fact, he had already noticed Fei Jie's presence as soon as he walked into the room.

Since Fei Jie wants to hide and has no intention of coming out to see him, there must be something going on.

Emperor Qing had no intention of exposing the truth, but pretended to know nothing.

After seeing Fan Xian's body, everything became clear.

Afterwards, Emperor Qing muttered to himself: "I want to see what other tricks you can come up with."

Now that Emperor Qing discovered that Fan Xian was not dead, his original irritability and sadness were all swept away.

As long as you are not dead, you can do a lot of things in the future.

Next, he can focus on searching for that mysterious force.

Thinking of this, a hint of coldness flashed across Emperor Qing's face again.

(End of this chapter)