The fake daughter of a fallen ghost is reborn

"Jin Qiao is a spy for Prince Cheng. In other words, the entire Chunfeng Tower is a secret agent of Prince Cheng."

When Xue Zhiyi said this in Huo Wuyou's ear, he could clearly feel Huo Wuyou was stunned: "You know all this?"

Thinking of something, Xue Zhiyi smiled coldly.

In her previous life, she accidentally discovered this secret when she eavesdropped on Tan Yu Niang's conversation. It turned out that the entire Chunfeng Tower was a secret agency for Prince Cheng to monitor officials in the court.

Although most of the prostitutes in Chunfeng Tower were just ordinary prostitutes, many of them, including Tan Yu Niang and Jin Qiao, were spies gathering information for Prince Cheng.

As the saying goes, lust is like a sword hanging over your head, especially when drunk. Many of the court secrets were revealed unintentionally by those who were drunk and had sex.

Facing Huo Wuyou's confusion, Xue Zhiyi said, "I know this because the person who manages Chunfeng Tower on behalf of Prince Cheng is Xue Tingliu."

Huo Wuyou nodded in understanding: "So, you actually knew a long time ago that Xue Tingliu was actually King Cheng's man."

Xue Zhiyi just hummed.

It was indeed very early, I knew it in my previous life.

In her previous life, she had never thought that the person Tan Yu Niang was secretly meeting was actually Xue Tingliu.

Not only that, she also discovered that hanging silk cloths of different colors in the corridor on the second floor was the secret code for communication between them.

Since then, she has quietly collected a lot of information and gradually restored the truth of the Xue family's injustice.

After realizing that the Xue family was framed by King Cheng, she began to collect evidence to overthrow King Cheng, and even resorted to risky tactics for this purpose. However, she was discovered by Jin Qiao, who reported it to Xue Tingliu.

After that, Xue Tingliu locked her in a dark room and tortured her severely.

Xue Tingliu firmly believed that she was Prince Gong's person, and she was eavesdropping secretly in order to pass the news to Prince Gong.

In order to survive, she could only insist that she knew nothing in order to preserve the information she had collected over a long period of time.

But Xue Tingliu was extremely suspicious and tortured her until she was covered in blood.

Perhaps it was to completely crush her will, or perhaps the strong smell of blood awakened the cruel beast in Xue Tingliu's body. That time, Xue Tingliu almost tore her apart and swallowed her, causing her voice to change from mournful pleas to roars and curses, and finally to despair that she could no longer utter a sound.

Fortunately, she later managed to escape from the dark room and presented to Gu Shichong the evidence she had collected over the past three years that was sufficient to bring down King Cheng.

At that time, she no longer had any expectations for Gu Shichong. She only hoped that as King Cheng's mortal enemy, he could use these evidences to overthrow King Cheng. In that way, the Xue family would have a chance to clear their grievances.

But later, when the dust settled, she was abandoned.

Suddenly... Xue Zhiyi felt a rough and warm touch on his forehead.

She came back to her senses, only to see Huo Wuyou probing her forehead: "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

After blinking, Xue Zhiyi felt her eye circles were a little sore. She pushed Huo Wuyou's hand away calmly: "It's okay..."

But Huo Wuyou still looked worried: "But you look a little strange today, is it because of Fu Ling?"

Xue Zhiyi just smiled and acted somewhat relaxed: "I'm fine, we still have things to do, don't delay."

After saying that, she avoided Huo Wuyou's gaze, turned around and walked away quickly.

Huo Wuyou followed behind, looking at Xue Zhiyi's slender back. For some reason, Xue Zhiyi always acted calm and free and easy on weekdays, with a scheming that was not suitable for someone of his age. Sometimes he could even calmly tease people, including him.

In short, she is an extremely daring woman.

But sometimes, it seems very fragile, like a bottle of porcelain that seems intact, but has a faint crack in a place that no one knows about, and is so fragile that it seems to break at the slightest touch.

He was curious, but more importantly, worried that he had not held the porcelain properly and that its cracks would be accidentally touched.

This feeling was like a piece of debris piercing his heart...very uncomfortable.

He didn't like seeing Xue Zhiyi like this.

He followed Xue Zhiyi back to the hall. On the stage, a new group of flower girls had been performing the dance. Tu Lanqin held two flower girls in his arms, one on each side. He had calmed down and continued to watch the dance and drink while drunkenly.

Xue Zhiyi winked at Huo Wuyou, and the two sat down at a table near Tu Lanqin.

Tu Lanqin was drinking, and the soft music of stringed instruments in his ears was intoxicating, but the music was mixed with some inappropriate discussions.

At first he didn't pay much attention, but he vaguely heard Jin Qiao's name mentioned in the discussion, so he listened carefully.

"If this is true, Master Tu will destroy this Chunfeng Tower, right?"

"It was because of that snobbish Tan Yu Niang that she knew she couldn't afford to offend that person, so she hid it from Master Tu and let Jin Qiao go with him."

"Did you really see it? Did you see it wrongly? Does Tan Yu Niang have the guts to hide it from Master Tu?"

"I saw it with my own eyes in the backyard just now..."

Without waiting for the two voices to speak, Tu Lanqin cursed, stood up and looked at the people at the table behind him.

Xue Zhiyi stopped talking. Tu Lanqin was so angry that his face was trembling. He shouted, "What did you say?"

Huo Wuyou turned his back to Tu Lanqin. After all, he couldn't guarantee that Tu Lanqin wouldn't recognize him. In comparison, Xue Zhiyi, who was wearing men's clothes, was less likely to be discovered.

Xue Zhiyi smiled awkwardly: "I didn't say anything, Master Tu, you heard it wrong."

Tu Lanqin rolled up his sleeves and was about to beat someone up, which frightened the two Hua Niangs so much that they hurriedly tried to stop him.

"Explain it to me clearly, or I'll beat you up too!"

Huo Wuyou held a wine glass in his hand, and kept his eyes on Tu Lanqin to prevent him from really taking action.

At the moment when Tu Lanqin raised his hand, Xue Zhiyi raised his hand to block it and said timidly: "I saw Jin Qiao was arranged to accompany someone else. At this moment... maybe she is still in the backyard!"

Tu Lanqin uttered some obscene words in a low voice, and then, as if to vent his anger, he overturned the table in front of the two men, and headed for the backyard aggressively, regardless of any attempt to stop him.

Seeing this, several Hua Niang were afraid of being beaten, so they had to report to Tan Yu Niang.

Looking at the mess in front of them, the two men looked at each other. Huo Wuyou just patted his clothes that were stained by wine and said nothing.

……

At this moment, in the backyard of Chunfeng Building.

Jin Qiao was about to meet the guest to find out his identity and see if he could be of any use to her, but she discovered that there was yellow silk hanging on the corridor.

His Highness's people wanted to see her, probably because they had something important to tell her.

So she followed the yellow silk's instructions and quietly came to the back door.

But suddenly, in the darkness, a ray of sword light came from behind -

Jin Qiao spun around to avoid the attack, and saw a sword stabbing towards her almost brushing against her body.

In an instant, there was no trace of levity in her eyes anymore, and instead, there was a cold and chilling gleam.

But when she saw the person in front of her clearly, she couldn't help but be stunned. She saw that the man who drew his sword to attack her was actually the one who had just spent a lot of money.

With a sneer, Jin Qiao said, "Young Master, you really have a refined taste. You don't like the warmth of perfume and soft jade, the red candles and the warm tent, but you come to this remote place to wield swords and swords!"

Yan Gui said nothing, but continued to swing his sword towards her.

Jin Qiao was not willing to be outdone, and he drew out a soft sword from his waist and started fighting with Yan Gui.