"Quickly, you look outside the house, I'll look inside the house." Yirong is the maid next to Feng Juelei. Naturally, she knows that it is a big deal for a lively person to disappear in the prince's house, so she immediately calmly orders Yiyun road.
No matter what, we must find the person, see him alive, see his body after death!
"Okay, I'm outside the courtyard and you are in the house. If something is wrong..." Yiyun made a gesture of wiping his neck. They were not ordinary maids. They followed Feng Juelei, half to serve and the other to protect. Yiyun His hand rested on his waist, where there was a soft sword that had drank blood and been sharpened.
Mo Xuetong hid under the bed. From this position, she could see Yiyun's fierce expression standing at the door. For a moment, she could only clench her teeth to suppress the exclamation at the bottom of her lips. Why didn't she expect that Feng Juoran was beside her? Since there is a female secret guard like Mo Ye, how could Feng Juelei not be around.
Yi Rong and Yi Yun are existences similar to Mo Ye.
Not to mention two such people, even one cannot be dealt with by oneself.
There were sweat stains on her palms, and the sword she held in her palms was trembling slightly. She held her breath as much as possible, trying to cover up her tracks as much as possible.
If the person who sent him in wanted to frame Feng Juelei, it would be best to rush in at this time. If he saw himself lying with Feng Juelei in disheveled clothes, even if nothing really happened between the two people, he would Confirm the fact that he was infected by King Yan.
If I feel ashamed and ashamed again and hit the wall and die, my father and Feng Juelei will be considered to have really met.
If he hadn't died on the spot, Mo Xuetong suddenly understood that those two maids with swords had no plans. Those people could have taken advantage of the chaos to kill him. Of course, the crime would still fall on Feng Juelei. Since the two maids were armed with weapons, it made sense to get rid of themselves as the source of trouble in order to protect their masters.
In other words, no matter whether you want to die or not, the outcome is certain!
This man has such a thorough plan and such a cruel heart!
Now, she has to wait until Mo Ye and the others find out that she is missing! Find here.
With light steps, she came towards Mo Xuetong. From time to time, she heard the sound of stirring. Yirong was looking for her. There were only so many places to hide in this room. Mo Xuetong felt nervous subconsciously and strongly suppressed her nervousness. heartbeat, lest he become too abnormal and be discovered by Yirong.
It is said that people with martial arts skills can find other people's hiding places based on the speed of their heartbeats.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and the flowery skirt was slowly floating over. At this moment, Mo Xuetong seemed to hear the call of death, and her clenched hands became more and more nervous. There was no need to deliberately hold her breath, breath and heartbeat. But she almost stopped. At this moment, Mo Xuetong was eager for the person who designed her to appear soon.
She knew that the next moment, if this Yirong found her hiding under the bed, the sword would stab her throat without mercy, killing her with one strike, and she would not even have a chance to speak.
She even thought in despair that the sword in her hand was so short that it was completely useless against such a long sword, not to mention that she was still a weak woman who did not know how to fight.
Ten steps, nine steps, eight steps...
Close, close!
Three steps!
Mo Xuetong's sweat dripped from her face. She couldn't just sit back and die. Even if she died, she had to die with dignity. She calculated secretly and put a sword in front of her, facing the tassel hanging on her waist. There, his fingers seemed to be clinging to a red hidden button on the back of the sword with their own consciousness, and they were secretly calculating.
She didn't realize at all why she caught the inconspicuous button on the back of the sword so skillfully. It was as if she knew it without looking, or as if she was familiar with it in her previous life, relying entirely on instinct.
Now Yi Rong is only three steps away from her. If she takes another step closer, her hands will pick up the tassel hanging by the bed, and she will appear defenseless in front of Yi Rong. The pressure of life and death, Now that she was in front of her, the cold sweat on her body almost soaked her inner clothes, but no matter what, she would try her best to fight it off.
The long sword reflected the candlelight in the room, flickering and dazzling her eyes.
The tip of the sword was picked up on the tassel, and the hanging suspense raised seemed to be the eyes of the god of death, with a ferocious aura of fear.
Could it be that after rebirth, she really died in such an dishonorable way...
No, she doesn't want to! Mo Xuetong gritted her teeth and her eyes widened suddenly. She stabbed hard with instinct. At least she could get a head start, or she wouldn't have to die so quickly. What she wanted was time! The companion is at Yirong's feet, hoping that the venom Feng Juoran put on the sword can save his life.
The sword seemed to have pierced something, and her arm subconsciously pierced down with force. Blood sprayed on the hanging tassel, and a few drops sprayed on Mo Xuetong's face. Her hands and feet were so hot that they became weak, and she could hardly hold the hand. dagger.
Then there was a "plop", as if something fell to the ground.
Mo Xuetong still held the sword in her hand, but her body suddenly collapsed to the ground. Her eyes were full of fear and panic. The air was instantly filled with a strong smell of blood, rushing straight into her mind, chest and abdomen. It made her want to tremble. She looked at those once bright eyes from her waist with a pale face, but now they were as dull as dead fish, without a trace of life.
Dead, that maid is dead!
He actually died under his own dagger!
Her hands were trembling so much that she could hardly hold the sword in her hand. If she hadn't been reborn and experienced life and death, she would have fainted by now.
Mo Xuetong didn't know what it felt like, so she just told herself over and over again, don't be afraid, she must leave here as soon as possible, the danger has not left yet.
Just now she was still hoping for someone to come, but at this time, she had another idea, slower, slower, let her find a place to escape first.
But contrary to expectations, she clearly heard another voice in the yard outside.
There was not just one male voice, but several. Mo Xuetong's face suddenly turned pale. She could not get out of this room. There was a maid dead in the room now. The blood stains on her head and face could not be escaped. , Mo Xuetong knew that she might not be able to survive this time.
Opening her eyes, she took a few deep breaths, suppressed the stirring in her chest due to the bloody smell, and forced herself not to look at Yirong's unblinking eyes. She got out from under the bed and pointed the sword in her hand at the woman lying on the bed. Feng Juelei was on the bed, since his father was destined to be against him, since his father was destined to die in his hands.
Then she might as well kill him first and commit suicide!
The scene was already messy enough. All three people in the room died here, and she was a weak woman who appeared here inexplicably. People would only think that Feng Juelei had kidnapped her, but she refused to obey and fought to the death to protect herself. This was the reason why Emperor Zongwen was a sage and would not anger his father because of this.
Having made up his mind, he pointed the dagger in his hand directly at Feng Juelei...
The door was slammed open, and a group of young masters were all friends with Feng Juelei. The leader said drunkenly: "Quick, call the prince, something big... has happened!"
Because of his drunkenness, his tongue was a bit enlarged, and he could not speak clearly, but it was obvious that he was in a hurry. The maids who were slow to open the door were severely pushed aside.
"Sir, what's the matter with you? Your Majesty just lay down." Yiyun was leading people to search in the yard. Hearing the sound of people, he hurriedly came over to stop them.
"This, this...sister, go and invite the prince over. Something big has happened." Although that person was extremely anxious, even though he said it politely, he rushed up and pushed Yiyun away. The few behind him immediately Follow up, Yiyun's kung fu is good, but he can't show it in front of others. At this time, he has to stumble out like an ordinary maid.
"Young gentlemen, wait a moment..." She supported a little maid to stand still, and wanted to say something else. The seven or eight people had already rushed in. This seemed to be inevitable.
Yiyun had seen these young masters who usually interacted with Feng Juelei, but he had never seen them so rude and dared to go straight into the prince's inner chamber. It was really outrageous!
Thinking that there was Yi Rong in the house, Yi Rong was a bit more agile than himself, so it would be impossible for these people to break into the wind room and scare the prince. Yi Yun simply stayed behind them, pretending to be anxious and loudly said: "Young Masters , the prince is drunk and is resting, no one is allowed to disturb the prince."
She was giving a hint to Yirong in the room, but this person who had already died could not die again.
There was no one else in the room. Yi Rong and Yi Yun had previously hinted that something had happened to Master Han. In order to be afraid that others would know, they simply sent everyone out. Only the people in the yard had shadows flashing across them just now. I wonder if it was. Assassin, if there is really something wrong with Master Han, Yirong can find an excuse to deal with it after stabbing her to death.
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But he never expected that such a situation would occur, and several people rushed in at once.
The young masters from the aristocratic families all drank. They were all very drunk and frightened. They even forgot about their usual scruples and had the courage to rush into Feng Juelei's inner room. The jade-colored beaded gauze curtains With a pick, these people rushed into the house without any clues.
At first, this man muttered: "Your Highness, please get up quickly. Those people have gone too far. They blocked the door with soldiers and horses and refused to let us out. They also said that even if the Prince comes, you can't even think about it." Go out, no one dares to deal with this man like this. My lord, please get up and let them know that you are not easy to mess with. This world may not be like this in the future... "
What he said was a little too much. A man behind him who was obviously still a little sober pushed him hard and said, "Stop talking nonsense. You don't want to live anymore, do you?"
His original intention was to warn the person in front of him not to talk nonsense. It was related to the important matter of the royal heir. Before the dust settled, anyone who talked about it was seeking death. The person who spoke was guilty, and the people who listened were also guilty.
It’s just that I couldn’t control my strength after drinking, so I used too much force. The person in front of me was walking into the inner room, and before I could turn around the screen, I was pushed by this person, making me unsteady and leaning sideways. Hitting the screen, the big screen shook a few times and fell backwards.
There was a loud "bang" sound that almost deafened people's eardrums. Everyone was so shocked that they quickly closed their eyes. A few people standing in front of the screen had no time to hide. They fell to the ground along with the screen, and suddenly screamed, There was a sound of falling to the ground, a mess, and a sarcastic sneer on Yiyun's face who followed him through the door.
A group of idiots must have been created by Yirong in order to prevent them from entering. It was really useless to scare them like this with just such a little movement!
But then, everything suddenly became quiet, and there seemed to be something heavy in the air. He was shocked, and there was a kind of uneasiness brewing in it. Yiyun suddenly had a bad premonition. She was at the door, far away from inside, and she was anxious. He ran in and heard screams in fear before he even got inside.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty,"
"Quick, someone assassinates the prince."
"Come quickly, someone has killed the prince..."...
Yiyun was so frightened as he hurried over that he almost bumped into a sapphire vase with two ears and branches on the side. His face suddenly turned as pale as snow, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, something happened..." (To be continued)