Chapter 71 Buying the murderer

Above the vast sky, the stars are dim and the dark night covers the vast earth.

Zhu Mansion.

A skinny woman on the bed, her eyelashes trembled a few times, and she slowly opened her eyes.

Zhu Qiuchi had just woken up and couldn't tell what day it was. He stared at the bed curtains above his head for a while before he came to his senses.

She looked to the side and found a person lying on the head of the bed.

Zhu Qiuchi raised his arm with difficulty and slapped the man, his voice gloomy and weak:

"Xiyun, get up."

Xiyun was supposed to keep watch for the young lady, but unexpectedly she fell asleep.

He was dazed and felt someone patting him. He woke up in a daze and when he opened his eyes, he found that the person calling him was Zhu Qiuchi.

Xiyun woke up instantly with a shudder, and hurriedly left the bed, prostrating herself on the ground to apologize:

"Miss, I, I didn't mean to be lazy, please forgive me this time, I will..."

Zhu Qiuchi was so dizzy from the noise that even though he was weak, he could not help but rebuke with all his strength:

"Shut up, get out and call Zhu Ci in."

Xiyun looked up at the bed and nodded hastily:

"Yes, yes, I will do it right away."

After saying that, he quickly got up, staggered open the door and walked out.

After a moment.

A slightly plump woman dressed in the clothes of a servant in the Zhu Mansion pushed the door open and walked in. As soon as she came in, she went straight to Zhu Qiuchi's bed.

Zhu Ci came closer, glanced at Zhu Qiuchi's face, and asked tentatively:

"Miss, what do you want from me?"

Zhu Qiuchi narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly:

"Su Yuan rescued Meng Yunlan yesterday. What's next? Did the head of the Meng family spread the news that he wanted to marry his son to her?"

Zhu Ci's eyes flickered slightly, and he glanced at Zhu Qiuchi cautiously, then hesitantly said:

"Miss, the Meng family is indeed engaged to the Su family, but that was half a month ago. You have been unconscious since you were rescued from the water last time."

Zhu Qiuchi's eyes flashed with disbelief, he turned his head to look at Zhu Ci and said in a deep voice:

"Half a month has passed. My Yunlan has already belonged to..."

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly stopped talking, her face became gloomy and her expression turned cold.

Restraining her burning anger, Zhu Qiuchi slowly closed her eyes, let Zhu Ci help her sit up, and took out a wooden box from the secret compartment beside the bed.

Slowly she opened the box.

The box was filled with banknotes, and on the top there was half a neatly cut brocade handkerchief.

Zhu Qiuchi gently picked up the white handkerchief, put it close to his nose and sniffed it, letting out a satisfied sigh.

Then, she stared at the handkerchief with deep eyes, like a beast locking onto its prey, and the corners of her mouth slowly cracked.

Suddenly, without any warning, a strange and eerie laugh came from the throat. The sound was so sharp that it seemed to pierce one's eardrums.

Zhu Ci, who was standing nearby, was so frightened by her action that his legs began to tremble involuntarily.

His lips turned white with fear, he held his breath in terror, and tried to minimize his presence.

Suddenly, Zhu Qiuchi stopped, his eyes full of hostility and a chilling sense of danger.

He casually threw the wooden box to Zhu Ci, and said in a hoarse voice with uncontrollable excitement in his tone:

"The banknotes inside are worth 10,000 gold. Use them to buy Su Yuan's life. I want the best assassin in the Blood Nether Palace."

After that, she stretched out her tone and shook her head in annoyance:

"No, buy the lives of the Su family. I want them all to die—"

Zhu Ci's lips moved stiffly, wanting to say something, but after glancing at Zhu Qiuchi, he swallowed his words back, nodded with a trembling voice, and said:

"Yes, yes, I'll go right away."

After saying this, she turned around holding the wooden box and fled the scene trembling with fear and weak legs.

——

Two days have passed in the blink of an eye.

The dark night seemed like an endless stream of thick ink painted across the sky, without even the glimmer of a star.

Su's house.

The whole house was pitch black, without a trace of light.

On the east wall.

The black robe merged into the darkness, buried in the endless night.

Qi Han lay on the top of the wall, glanced at the yard below without any warmth in his eyes, turned his head, and whispered to the man beside him:

"Young Palace Master, this is the Su family we are going to kill tonight. They want to kill no one alive."

Song Yuezhong's half-closed eyes suddenly opened, revealing a fierce light. He glanced coldly at the person below and replied with a low "hmm".

The white wrist gently raised and then fell.

Dozens of black-clad men around had sharp lights flashing in their hands, and their figures stepped on the wind like ghosts.

Song Yue drew out the soft sword from his waist, pointed his toes, and followed.

inside the house.

Su Yuan's ears moved slightly and he suddenly opened his eyes.

She turned over and sat up, looking outside with vigilant and sharp eyes. After a while, she narrowed her eyes dangerously, quickly got out of bed, opened the door and walked out with a sword in hand.

Su Yuan looked around and found dozens of blurry black shadows standing in the yard, each holding a deadly weapon, about to enter the house for a massacre.

She curled her lips and sneered, her eyes darkened, her black pupils were like a deep pool, terribly cold.

A laugh suddenly rang out from the silent and dark corner.

The men in black focused their eyes on them, and one of them waved his hand, as if to inform his accomplices to kill this strange woman who suddenly appeared first.

Su Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, his body was as fast as lightning, and his movements were swift. Like a flash of light, he jumped and landed in the encirclement of the men in black, swung his right arm and swung out with the sword.