On How to Correctly Seek Vengeance from the Sick Beauty

On the other side, according to Shen Lingyuan's instructions, Zhuo Jiaxue took off her black clothes and changed into a daughter's body after passing Jialing Pass, and followed the merchants to a private school in the suburb of Xinxia. We met.

"Su has been waiting for the envoy for a long time."

Su Shu shook his folding fan lightly, and bowed respectfully to Zhuo Jiaxue in front of the small courtyard, "Miss, please come with me, someone is already waiting in the room."

Zhuo Jiaxue rested his horse and jumped up to this man, frowned slightly, "Lu Hui only said that you can help me enter the city, but didn't say that anyone else is waiting to see me."

According to Shen Lingyuan's instructions, Zhuo Jiaxue called him by his pseudonym outside.

Su Shu smiled slightly, "I'm just a private school teacher. I don't have such extraordinary abilities. Naturally, I need the help of an expert."

Zhuo Jiaxue pondered for a moment with downcast eyes, but she didn't notice anything wrong. She was very skilled and bold, and expected that the scholar's small arms and legs couldn't bear her, so she nodded and stepped up on her heels.

Su Shu's living room is not big, it is superior in elegance, a square table, two cups of fragrant tea, and a man in black, wearing a pure black overalls, sitting on a sandalwood chair, with the room full The smell of books is incompatible.

While Zhuo Jiaxue was sizing up this strange man, Su Shu retreated out knowingly, and slowly closed the hall door.

When the footsteps disappeared, Zhuo Jiaxue asked with sharp deer eyes, "Who are you?"

Lu Xiao raised a cup of tea unhurriedly, "The person who came to help you."

This man was dressed in black in broad daylight, it was very weird, but he couldn't stand the nice voice, Zhuo Jiaxue just hung up like this, suddenly became interested, pretended to walk forward with small steps, and was about to take the teacup, but suddenly Short stature, came a sweeping leg.

This move was clean and neat, and at first glance, she was quite shady. If any disciple was deceived by Zhuo Jiaxue's appearance, he would definitely fall for it, and it would probably be trivial to fall and paralyze his body.

It's a pity that Zhuo Jiaxue met Lu Xiao this time.

The man's upper body was towering and motionless, his feet leaped lightly, and he was behind Zhuo Jiaxue in a blink of an eye, and the liquid in the cup only produced circles of ripples, not a single drop overflowed.

When Zhuo Jiaxue turned around, she couldn't hide the surprise in her eyes. Her attitude changed suddenly, and she clasped her fists in a salute, "Please give me your advice, senior."

Lu Xiao turned around and handed over the teacup, "Martial arts are not bad, but everything you want to do is written in your eyes."

"Thank you, senior." Zhuo Jiaxue took the teacup and drank it down. After all, if the person in front of him wanted to harm her, he didn't need to use poisonous means.

After drinking tea, Zhuo Jiaxue wiped her mouth with her sleeve, and then remembered her important business here, and hurriedly asked: "Senior, I don't know how we can enter the new mansion to meet Emperor Xing?"

"Someone will come to pick you up soon." Lu Xiao always spoke calmly, "I'm here because I have another matter, and I want to ask you for a favor."

"I'm waiting for the second, uh, Lu Hui, as long as it's good for him, it doesn't matter, senior." Zhuo Jiaxue was a little carried away after receiving the expert's advice, and almost slipped her mouth.

Fortunately, the target was Lu Xiao. He took a step towards Zhuo Jiaxue and said in a low voice, "Miss, you must not miss this when you see Emperor Xing."

Suddenly there was a burst of coercion from around, and Zhuo Jiaxue's face changed suddenly: "Yes, this junior is willing to guarantee with the head of the project, that there will never be any mistakes again."

After making the poisonous oath, Zhuo Jiaxue felt that the pressure on her body had eased a little. Just when she was slightly relieved, Lu Xiao spoke again.

"The reason why the girl was robbed and killed when she came to Xinxia this time is because she brought an extra person with her."

"Who?" Zhuo Jiaxue said sternly, as if she really brought someone extra.

"The person who abetted the second prince for the queen back then."

"Hey?"

On the other side, the second prince, who had his legs amputated, almost stood up from his wheelchair just after listening to his subordinate's report.

"What did you say? The real Beili envoy has already entered the palace? Didn't I already ask you to send someone to rob and kill him!"

The young man knelt on the ground and was sweating profusely, "Your Highness, our people have been lying in ambush near the western suburbs since receiving the news of Lu Hui's return to the pass, but for some reason, Lu Hui disappeared after entering Jialing Pass." The news, when we received the news again, the messenger had already been taken to the new mansion by Han Qishi, Minister of Dali Temple, and..."

"And, it's a woman."

Prince Rui's eyes suddenly stared at the boss, "A woman?!"

"Yes."

"A woman?"

Prince Rui repeated it, and in those eyelids, a circle of brown pupils wrapped in the whites of the eyes rolled around, "Wow, wow! No wonder he, Shen Yanqing, dared to leave Xinxia at this time to go to the wilderness to burn incense. It's waiting for me here! This Lu Hui actually brought me a civet cat in exchange for a girl!"

"Civet cat for girl! Hahahaha!" Prince Rui said, looking up to the sky and laughing.

The boy who was sitting and kneeling became more and more uneasy.

Sure enough, in just a moment, Prince Rui's laughter stopped abruptly, and the expensive tea utensils and teas on the table were all thrown on his face with the sound of clattering.

"waste!"

Accompanied by Prince Rui's hysterical roar, a piece of broken porcelain was accurately pierced into the boy's main artery, and he collapsed on the ground, one leg twitched twice, and he fell unconscious again.

After the little servant died, Prince Rui stared at the mess all over the floor and panted, his neck was moving in a very strange trajectory, "This king hasn't lost yet, even if you don't help me, this king will still lose." Never lose!"

He muttered in his mouth, as if he was venting his anger on someone, the hot water spilled on the ground was mixed with hot blood and there was white mist, Prince Rui curled himself up in the wheelchair while muttering. In a ball, his face was buried in his hands.

Then he laughed again, this time in a very layered way, first he giggled lightly, then he laughed loudly, gradually, the laughter became more and more distorted, and turned into a yelp.

His terrifying wailing echoed in the room one after another.

After an unknown amount of time, the indescribable voice finally stopped, Prince Rui revealed two eyes from between his fingers, and said gloomyly: "Shen Yanqing, this matter is not over yet."

"Come here!"

There was a creaking sound of the door opening from the outer cabinet, and after a while, a young eunuch came in front of Prince Rui, "My lord, the servant is here." He half-kneeled beside the corpse but he was not afraid at all, as if he was used to it.

Prince Rui seemed to have returned to normal now, he smiled slightly, and said to the little eunuch: "You send someone into the palace to inform the mother, as long as the matter of her biting to death has nothing to do with me, I will grant her wish."

"Yes."

New building, main road.

An unremarkable carriage ran wildly on Xinxia Xizhi Street, scattered many pedestrians along the way, and even knocked down a small vendor's folded straw hat when turning.

"Hey hey!"

The peddler was already agile, but unfortunately he couldn't catch up with the last straw hat that was blown away by the wind. He stood on the street with his hips akimbo, "What! You think you can sit up?" The carriage is amazing, so why not look at the road! Pooh!"

A well-meaning scholar came up next to him to persuade him, "Don't scold me, don't scold me, it looks like I'm going to the palace in that direction, maybe it's some high-ranking official, we can't afford to offend him!"

"Sir? Don't senior officials need to abide by the law?" The peddler shouted at the scholar angrily, as if he wanted to let all the villages know.

Many passers-by who were scratched by the carriage agreed one after another: "Yes, yes, yes!"

"We support you! Sue him! Get justice!"

With followers, the peddler became even more unscrupulous, and became even more unscrupulous after the scholar shook his head and left, "He dared to bump into people and destroy my stall in broad daylight. We wish him a good death if he is assassinated on the way!"

"Don't die!"

It was too late and then too fast, this little brother may have opened his mouth. When the fast-moving carriage turned into a deep alley, an extremely fast arrow shot into it at an extremely tricky angle. In that carriage.

The arrow carried a white cloth, and it was nailed to Qian Aoxuan in the car, beside Qian Guolao.

The coachman gasped: "Master!"

But the horse was also frightened by the arrow, and the coachman couldn't take care of both ends, so he had to yank the reins quickly, calmed the horse, and parked the carriage at the entrance of the alley.

The coachman opened the curtain with sweat profusely, and asked the nobleman inside with a look of horror, "Master, what should we do now?"

Although Qian Aoxuan in the car was in a bit of a panic, his eyes were very calm. He pulled out the arrow, spread out the white cloth, read it carefully, and tightly held the white cloth inside. in the palm of your hand.

Qian Aoxuan stared at the direction of the arrow coming from outside the curtain, but couldn't find a trace of anyone.

The coachman didn't know what was written on the white cloth, he was still very anxious, afraid that someone would come to assassinate him again, so he called again, "Master?"

Only then did Qian Aoxuan come back to his senses, and said to the coachman, "It's okay, you can continue driving into the palace."

"Yes!" The coachman wanted to say something more, but it was obvious that his master didn't care, and he, a groom, didn't need to worry about it, so he responded and continued to gallop.

Unexpectedly, after the attack, the carriage went unimpeded all the way, and the coachman heaved a sigh of relief when he reached the gate of the palace.

It seems that the assassin just came to deliver the letter.

The coachman watched Qian Aoxuan enter the palace smoothly, but the master still held the white cloth strip in his hand.

"I don't know what I wrote."

The author has something to say:

The main character is on vacation today.

Shen Yanqing was burning incense, and Shen Lingyuan was on the way.