Chapter 72: The Person I've Been Planning to Kill
Rather than calling them assassins, they were more like killers who came after him.
There was just one thing he was more interested in: what was going on with the two people watching the show from the wall?
Wan Qiyao and Wan Qijiao clung to the wall, completely unsure whether to go down or get stuck there.
We were supposed to let them make the move, but they were just a step too late. How come someone has already broken in?
"Brother, what should we do now?"
Wan Qijiao was truly undecided, so she tilted her head and whispered for his opinion, "Yuan Siyin didn't have a sachet hanging from her waist, and besides, those assassins were probably targeting the Seventh Prince..."
Yuan Siyin... The person the Seventh Prince painstakingly wanted to kill was actually her?
However, she did not wear a sachet around her waist.
Given Yu Shiyan's personality, he would never allow such a mistake to occur.
Wan Qiyao pondered to himself, his sharp eagle eyes sweeping over the group of people. He silently made a hand gesture, and the brother and sister disappeared over the wall.
"Brother, shall we not make a move?"
Wan Qijiao strode after him, her face somewhat anxious: "If those assassins want to kill him, let them. Once Yu Shiyan is dead, won't the situation become clear?"
Besides, regardless of Yu Shiyan's life or death, all we need to do is keep our promise and kill Yuan Siyin.
Seeing that Wan Qiyao remained silent, she also lost her temper and simply stood still, impatiently dismissing all the masked men behind her.
All around was quiet. An autumn wind suddenly rose, withered leaves rustled, and the orange sunset lost its warmth, casting an indescribable chill in the air.
"Does Your Majesty still remember what our mission to the Central Plains was?"
Wan Qiyao also stopped and sighed with his back to her.
"Jiao'er, do you really want to stay in the Central Plains?"
Wan Qijiao was taken aback for a moment, then lowered her eyes, "As long as my brother becomes the King of Liang, it doesn't matter where I am."
"With Yu Shiyan dead, the Crown Prince of the Central Plains will be the only choice your father will give you. At that time, there will truly be no turning back."
If we take action against the Yuan family now, it will be linked to us no matter who it is, and you will find it even more difficult to move forward in the palace in the future.
"My dear, you are the most noble princess of Liang. Are you truly willing to do this?"
A long sigh dissipated in the autumn wind.
Let's go.
The sounds of swords clashing within the Mu Prince's mansion gradually subsided. Yuan Siyin clapped her hands, taking down the last man in black. Bai Tu also rushed over to lend a hand upon hearing the commotion.
The martial arts were all good, but since the sword tip wasn't pointing at her, even the best martial arts were useless.
Clearly, these people are all here for Yu Shiyan.
Yuan Siyin couldn't help but let out a cold snort.
It's no wonder he can't hold onto his position as crown prince if he can't even be this impatient on his first day after leaving the palace and establishing his own residence.
However, the reason why the situation has become what it is today is more or less related to her.
After all, she had been too blatant in protecting Yu Shiyan, which had drawn hatred towards him.
Filled with remorse, she knelt down and examined the assassin who was foaming at the mouth.
They were simply knocked to the ground by her, and then committed suicide by poisoning themselves; none of them survived.
Yuan Siyin was somewhat puzzled.
She couldn't possibly be so strong that a couple of punches would numb her nerves and prevent her from getting up.
Why are these people like salted fish, lying down and refusing to get up after being knocked down? They should at least struggle a little more. It's too spineless to just take poison and commit suicide.
"Take someone back and call the coroner to perform an autopsy, see if they can find anything."
Yuan Siyin stood up and was about to take the handkerchief from Ziyuan to wipe her hands when Yu Shiyan silently handed her a silk handkerchief.
"That's enough, no need to check."
A dark glint flashed in his eyes, but he didn't show it to her.
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