Reborn to be replaced? Remarried to the royal palace, raising children and training husband

When carrying out an assassination mission, in order to accurately assess the target person's strength, a lower-level killer is usually sent to conduct preliminary tests first.

Today, a Class C killer came, but he was cleanly killed by Wocan's sword in the first round of the confrontation.

If Siming Tower fails to receive the news of a successful assassination, they will quickly send more assassins to swarm in.

At this moment, Gu Qinlan and Jiang Boyi stood side by side on the roof of the inner courtyard, from where they could have a panoramic view of the entire Prince Duan's Mansion.

Suddenly, dozens of figures emerged from all directions of Prince Duan's Mansion like ghosts!

They seemed to have instantly locked onto Gu Qinlan and Jiang Boyi on the roof, and with cold murderous intent flashing in their eyes, they rushed straight towards the two of them!

Gu Qinlan stood still on the roof, the breeze blew, and her long hair and clothes fluttered in the wind.

She casually grasped the longbow behind her, put an arrow on it, and drew the bow, which looked like a full moon, aiming at the killers rushing towards her.

Jiang Boyi stood quietly beside Gu Qinlan, took out a jade flute and placed it gently to his lips.

As the killer approaches, the sound of a flute rises melodiously, like the sound of nature!

The killers felt the scene around them changing rapidly as they listened to the sound of the flute!

The originally quiet bamboo forest seemed to be endowed with life and moved instantly, blocking their way and even separating them from their accomplices!

The assassins from Siming Tower were startled. Before they could react, the guards from Prince Duan's Mansion suddenly rushed out from behind the bamboo forest, raised their swords and cut their throats directly!

The killers were shocked to find that their companions had been killed, and tried to retreat in panic, but as soon as they turned around, they were pierced through the throat by a sharp arrow!

The assassin whose throat was pierced by an arrow looked up and saw a woman in white on the rooftop looking at them coldly, without a trace of emotion in her eyes...

This is...Princess Duan?

In the blink of an eye, this group of killers were wiped out by Gu Qinlan and Jiang Boyi who cleverly used the formation!

However, before dying, a killer from Siming Tower tried his best to launch a flare!

A purple firework shot straight into the sky, blooming brightly in the night sky.

Gu Qinlan and Jiang Boyi watched the purple light go. Jiang Boyi put down the jade flute in his hand, turned to look at Gu Qinlan, and said in a serious tone:

"The assassins in Siming Tower have different levels and corresponding colors. Purple means that we must send out Class A experts. So, this is just the beginning. Are you ready?"

Once Siming Tower discovers that its assassins have failed to hit the target in one strike, it will immediately send out several times the number of people to launch a more fierce offensive!

If the next killer is a Class A master, the challenge will be even more daunting.

Gu Qinlan smiled softly, looked at Jiang Boyi provocatively, and said jokingly: "Cousin, do you doubt that your formation is not stable enough?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Boyi snorted in dissatisfaction, gently pushed his bangs, and responded proudly:

"I'm not bragging! My Qimen Dunjia technique is unrivaled even on the battlefield! If I go into battle myself, I'm afraid the title of God of War will change hands!"

After a short pause, Jiang Boyi couldn't help but add: "But..."

"what?"

"If we provoke the entire Siming Tower to attack you, I'm afraid my formation won't be able to hold out for too long."

Gu Qinlan listened to Jiang Boyi's whispers, and the corners of her mouth involuntarily curled up. Her voice was soft and calm, and she slowly expressed her opinion:

"In the eyes of the master of Siming Tower, perhaps the lives of these assassins are insignificant, but he cannot ignore the huge investment in training an assassin."

"For every assassin to be promoted from a low-level D-class to a high-level A-class, Siming Tower spends not only money, but also precious time and resources!"

"Moreover, according to the rules of Siming Tower, if a killer dies, the buyer must pay several times the compensation. Even if the owner of Siming Tower doesn't care about this, how can the third prince afford such a heavy financial burden?"

The prince, who grew up in Rong'en Temple, lacked the support of his maternal family. Even if he had saved some money over the years, he would probably find it difficult to bear such huge expenses.

Therefore, from the very beginning, the target of Gu Qinlan and his companions was not only the assassins from Siming Tower, but also the huge fortune of the Third Prince!

As long as they can make Siming Tower feel the pain and prevent the Third Prince from paying compensation, then... it will be time for them to fight back.

Far away outside Prince Duan's Mansion, the assassins from Siming Tower witnessed the purple flare and were all surprised.

"It's just a fight against an unarmed woman, but a Grade B assassin is so incompetent?"

A short and sturdy man, who looked like a child of five or six years old, held two swords tightly in his hands, and his sarcasm was evident in his words.

"Jiahong, have you forgotten that the biggest taboo for a killer is to underestimate his opponent?"

A tall and graceful woman in red leaned against a tree trunk and warned Jiahong against his remarks.

"Lu Yao is right. The strength of a Grade B assassin should not be underestimated. Moreover, there were more than a dozen companions fighting together, but they were all annihilated. This shows that Princess Duan is indeed extraordinary."

A burly, muscular man nodded in agreement, his eyes revealing his support for Lu Yao.

Upon hearing this, Jia Hong frowned slightly, stroked his short beard, and asked:

"Then Lu Yu, what should we do next?"

Lu Yu glanced around at the fifty-odd assassins following him and said in a deep voice:

"We must attack together. We cannot give them any chance to disperse our forces! When we enter the mansion later, Jiahong, you hide first and look for the best time to attack!"

"Yes, Lu Yu!" Jiahong responded loudly.

"I seem to hear the sound of a flute. I'm afraid someone is good at the art of Qimen Dunjia and intends to control the situation with the sound of the flute. Therefore, Lu Yao, you follow closely behind me and use your pipa to destroy the opponent's formation."

"That's right, Lu Yu." Lu Yao's mouth corners raised, her smile carried a hint of strange charm. She hugged her pipa tightly, her eyes revealing a light as soft and attractive as spider silk.

Seeing this, Jiahong couldn't help but sneer and cursed in his heart: How coquettish and charming!

When Lu Yu, the leader of the group, assigned tasks, everyone had no objection and nodded in agreement. The atmosphere was harmonious and solemn.

Soon, under the leadership of Lu Yu, the killers of Siming Tower were like ghosts in the dark night, cutting through the night sky, leaving behind a trail of brilliant trails, and heading straight for Prince Duan's Mansion!

"The enemy has arrived..." Jiang Boyi murmured in a low voice, with an indescribable solemnity in his voice.

In an instant, dozens of figures rushed into Prince Duan's Mansion like tigers descending from the mountains and like a storm!

Jiang Boyi took out the bamboo flute without hesitation and started playing.

Lu Yu and others saw that Prince Duan's Mansion seemed to evaporate in an instant, and replaced by a vast grassland!

Their companions also disappeared without a trace in an instant. The scene was so strange and terrifying!

Lu Yu was slightly stunned, and his heart suddenly rose to his throat!

Although he expected that there might be someone in Prince Duan's Mansion who was good at setting up formations, he did not expect that the other party's strength was so unfathomable!