The two of them will be coming to confront Prince Cheng tonight because Xingxing thinks there's something wrong with him. He seems to be a bit more robust than when he was in the capital. Although his height is about the same, his frame is slightly larger. Xingxing also said that his head is a bit bigger than before, and the back of his head is a bit flatter.
Zhu Lin really couldn't see these details. Besides, nowadays men grow their hair very long and tie it up. How can you tell if someone's head is round or flat through their hair? It's not like you're looking at their face shape.
But Xingxing was adamant that Prince Cheng's head was much flatter than before and his frame was much larger. Come to think of it, she hadn't had much contact with Prince Cheng, so she didn't know how she could tell.
Unable to dissuade her, Zhu Lin had no choice but to bring her to confirm in the middle of the night. After scrutinizing Prince Cheng's face, she still couldn't find any flaws, which was somewhat embarrassing. However, Zhu Lin remained calm, showing no emotion and no hint of mockery.
Xingxing was unwilling to give up. She felt that her intuition couldn't be wrong. There must be something wrong with this Chengqin. But why wasn't he wearing a mask? Could there be two people in the world who look exactly alike? That's too strange.
In a fit of anger, she lost control of her strength and pinched Prince Cheng's face hard with two fingers.
"Crack".
"Huh? Am I that strong? How did I manage to deform his face?" Xingxing's pupils dilated in shock as she stared at Prince Cheng's crooked chin, truly astonished.
Although she has been practicing martial arts over the years and is quite strong, she is far from being strong enough to crush someone's bones with her bare hands, so what exactly happened?
Why is Prince Cheng's chin so unsightly?
Before the two could investigate further, someone knocked on the door. The knocking was urgent, and the person's voice was anxious. "Your Highness, Your Highness, how are you? I saw the guards outside were knocked unconscious and piled up in the corner of the room. There must be thieves in the manor. Are you alright, Your Highness?"
Xingxing turned to look at the door. In the darkness, she could only see a dark figure at the door, and she couldn't make out the person's face at all. However, judging from the voice, it should be a young woman, and she could not hear any fear in her tone. She guessed that the person knew kung fu.
She reached for her dagger at her waist, but the boy held her hand down. He shook his head at her and mouthed, "Don't alert the enemy."
Why not just capture him directly? Xingxing felt that with Zhu Lin's skills, there was no need to retreat; they could simply tie him up and interrogate him.
However, Xingxing knew that Zhu Lin always acted with discretion. Since he said he would withdraw, there must be a reason why he had to. She should not be willful.
The two had just gotten up when the people outside burst in. Zhu Lin quickly grabbed Xingxing and leaped out of the window.
"Bang! Bang!" The two loud bangs were even more terrifying than a powerful clap of thunder. Xingxing even heard the sound of the window cabinet being smashed open and then falling down.
If Zhu Lin hadn't been fast enough, they would have been the ones to get hit. What was that woman holding in her hand?
Xingxing only had time to see her raise her hand and aim it at them, as if it were some kind of hidden weapon that could be launched. The power was truly great, and the sound was probably heard by half of the people in Anyang Prefecture.
Back in the courtyard where they were settled, Xingxing clutched her chest, her face pale, and whispered, "What was that person holding? That hidden weapon was even more powerful than a ten-stone bow and arrow."
Seeing how frightened she was, Zhu Lin felt a pang of guilt and pulled her closer, gently comforting her, "Don't be afraid, I have a way to deal with even the most powerful hidden weapons."
It was too dark just now, and he couldn't see clearly what the other person was holding. However, the power released by that thing was no less than that of a magic weapon in the cultivation world. It seems that there is a special person by Prince Cheng's side.
Zhu Lin called over his senior brothers and sisters and instructed them to be cautious and not to be careless, as there were formidable figures in Prince Cheng's mansion.
This was the first time the junior brother had given such a serious instruction, telling them to be careful and vigilant. It seemed the situation was indeed serious and could not be taken lightly.
"We're alright, we can manage as long as we're careful, but it's too dangerous for Xiantao to stay in the palace while she's pregnant. Let's find a way to escort her away first." Xingxing couldn't sleep, still worried about Zhang Xiantao, the pregnant woman.
"You should go to sleep first. We can't send Zhang Xiantao away until tomorrow. We can't send her away in the middle of the night, and now is not the best time for her to leave." Zhu Lin lowered his eyes, his expression inscrutable.
On the other side, after entering the room, Eiko Yokoyama helped Ichiro Yokoyama up, but the latter did not respond and was still unconscious. By the candlelight, Eiko could see that his chin was crooked and deformed, and she knew something was wrong.
Without time to think, I helped the person up, put one hand on my shoulder, and struggled to support them as we quickly left the room and entered the study. Once inside, I locked the study door behind me, opened the secret room door, and rushed through the secret passage towards the forest.
At this moment, Yokoyama Chiyo was wearing a homemade cotton mask and a white robe, holding a retro scalpel, about to make her move on the face of the person lying on the bed. But just as she was about to make her cut, she heard someone outside the door report that her good brother and sister had arrived.
"These two idiots are always causing trouble. What are they doing here in the middle of the night? Can't you see I'm busy?" Yokoyama Chiyo's eyes were sharp, her tone icy cold, and she brandished the scalpel at the person on the bed.
The person outside was silent for a moment, then immediately added, "Miss Heng, Miss Yingzi said that Young Master Hengshan's face has a problem and wants you to go and take a look."
Chiyo Yokoyama paused, her hand holding the scalpel still. Had she gotten another problem with her face?
Tsk, after transmigrating to ancient times, the equipment was too backward. The scalpels, anesthetics, fillers, etc., did not meet the standards of later times. Everything had to be made do.
It's no wonder that Yokoyama Ichiro's face has been having problems since he had surgery. Since he was willing to let her have the surgery, Yokoyama Chiyo decided to be nice to him and put aside what she was doing to check his face.
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