Chapter 68 The Truth
"The target has appeared again, be careful."
"We should indeed be careful if there is an assassination attempt on Lord Sang. But she's just a village girl, easy to manipulate. What kind of skills could she possibly have? There's no need to worry about her too much."
The masked assassin sneered, his eyes filled with disdain.
Immediately, the men in black poured out like bats emerging from their den.
That's how Liu Jiao got surrounded.
While she was using the toilet, she was suddenly confronted by two cold, large knives.
Liu Jiao: "..."
She doesn't even ask for privacy anymore, can't you at least leave her some dignity... Waaah.
As she pulled up her underpants, grabbed her crossbow, and ran wildly, Liu Jiao wept in the wind.
Why attack her when she's so vulnerable?
Was she, a frail woman, really going to die here?
Behind them, the once dense crowd had dwindled to just two.
It wasn't because Liu Jiao was particularly good at running, but because these professional assassins thought she could be taken down with the flick of a finger.
That's terrifying, waaaaah!
etc……
two?
There are only two people.
Then why is she running away?
She's incredibly strong right now, okay?
There were only two men, what was she afraid of?
Liu Jiao realized what was happening.
She immediately slammed on the brakes, quickly putting away her timid expression, turned around expressionlessly, and faced the two assassins directly.
The two assassins crossed their arms; had they already given up the fight?
They looked at each other and smiled, not knowing what they were laughing at: "Are you going to surrender obediently, or should we play another game of cat and hawk?"
Liu Jiao simply watched them quietly.
We've now arrived in Yangzhou, which is her territory.
And now it's a narrow alley.
She had observed for a while, and before the two assassins could react, she ran to the corner of the wall.
Using the corner of the wall as cover, she took out her crossbow and, as the two men caught up and confronted her again...
It shot towards their foreheads—
Then, the blood flowers sizzled.
These two gentlemen have had their heads blown off.
Liu Jiao looked at the bloodstains everywhere and sighed.
It's snowing in Jiangnan.
She patted her bottom.
Feel if the two are truly dead, poke them with your toe, and then use the rope to run away.
Tch, serves you right for underestimating us.
Forget it, let's go home.
The new and old wounds on my body, if left untreated, will become necrotic.
She'll have to stay here.
*
Li Du genuinely wanted to investigate the case.
On the third day, the truth came to light.
He dragged the Minister of the Court of Judicial Review directly to the Sang residence.
The Minister of the Court of Judicial Review was being held by the neck, and dared not speak out in anger.
"Sang Ji, you brat, come out here!"
Li Du greeted him as soon as he arrived.
When he arrived, Sang Ji was on his way to the princess's residence.
Seeing Li Du's aggressive demeanor, Sang Ji's subordinates were displeased and frowned, drawing their swords to block him: "General Li is being rude!"
Li Du: "It's related to Liu Jiao."
Sang Ji remained silent, his actions of shooing people away unchanged.
"It's related to the Crescent Fox... or more precisely, it's related to the Dreamweed."
Sang Ji paused.
He waved his hand and said, "Fine, let him speak."
Li Du:
"Before I tell you, tell me why you're distancing yourself from Jiaojiao? I've been your rival for years, and I know you're incredibly meticulous and kind to those around you. Why are you so unkind to her?"
Sang Ji simply said, "You should know best."
Li Du stepped forward and demanded, "What do you mean?"
"Do I need to expose it?" Sang Ji finally looked up.
"She is your sister, a spy you planted next to me."
Li Du was stunned.
spy?
It's ridiculous!
"Are you crazy?" Li Du approached, speaking slowly and deliberately, "She and I have never had any business dealings. She doesn't even know I'm a member of the Li family!"
Sang Ji did not believe it:
"But when I was assassinated, the only person who knew where I was and who was not in Huajing was her. All signs prove that she was the one who betrayed me."
"That's because she risked her life to obtain the Dream-Reaping Grass!"
Li Du roared angrily.
"The Dream-Catching Grass wasn't sought by New Moon Fox, it was her! She went to Poison Mountain to beg her clansmen who wanted to kill her, and that's how she saved your life! She's your benefactor, not your enemy!"
Li Du's clear voice could no longer contain his anger. After speaking, he directly pulled the Dali Temple Minister, who was standing by like a quail, over: "Evidence, here it is. Ask me anything, I have investigated it all."
Sang Ji's phoenix eyes widened in surprise for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure and shook his head.
"She couldn't possibly do so much for me."
Li Du smiled sarcastically: "Not only that, I heard you traded your sword for embroidery with the King of Man at the banquet? What a waste, she can't embroider anymore."
"My hands were ruined just to retrieve the Dream Grass."
Sang Ji remained silent for a while.
A trace of sorrow flashed in his eyes.
But he suppressed it and shook his head again.
He opened his mouth again, still talking to himself:
"Then why did you explain it to me? Did you hope to soften my heart, so I would forgive her and let her continue killing me?"
He trusted few people, but he trusted her and almost died.
Li Du coldly:
"I just feel sorry for my sister and can't stand seeing you, you jerk, misunderstand her sincere feelings, that's why I came here to talk to you!"
Sang Ji fell silent.
He held onto his sword and slowly knelt down on one knee.
In truth, he knew that what Li Du said was true.
Her black hair became entangled in the sword.
It turns out, she didn't intend to kill him.
He thought that Liu Jiao and Li Du were closer.
She was lying to him.
He was sincere to her, but she wanted to kill him.
Therefore, he was indifferent to her and even deliberately provoked her.
It turns out that those hands were ruined because of him.
It could have been used to embroider exquisite patterns.
Memories are scattered like broken tiles, long buried deep in my heart.
But now that the old stories are being brought up again, the past comes flooding back like an unstoppable tide.
Suddenly he remembered that he had held the embroidery and forced her to embroider mandarin ducks.
He only saw that her embroidery was crooked and messy, but he didn't see her distress.
He thought he was deeply in love, and he thought he was very ambitious.
How ridiculous he is.
*
Same day, same day.
Crescent Fox cried and pried at Sang Ji's door.
She cried and complained that Prince Consort Li Du had returned as if he had gone mad.
Sang Ji didn't care, and didn't even glance at it again.
Mount your tall horse and head straight to Grass Village.
He was going to find Liu Jiao.
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