Let’s talk about Baili Feiyue who has returned to the general’s mansion.
The person she was looking for had arrived at Qingfeng Pavilion earlier than her.
"Young Master."
As soon as Baili Feiyue opened the door, a man in green clothes as thin as an ice lotus appeared silently.
It was none other than Murong Zheng, who had come to Kyoto with Ximo before, but was so low-key that she was almost invisible compared to Ximo's high profile.
Baili Feiyue looked at him, and with just one glance, she guessed the result, "Didn't find it?"
The purpose of her trip this time, in addition to checking out the situation in the Regent's Palace and trying to get those shadow guards to come find her, was to leave a letter for Murong Zheng!
They naturally had their own ways of contacting each other, and others could only see that she went straight back to the general's mansion.
Murong Zheng nodded, "Not only that, you said that no one has been in or out of that place for at least three days."
Baili Feiyue’s black eyes are unfathomable.
Xiangyang was one of Changsun Wuji's four personal guards. He hadn't been back for at least three days before he lived there.
This doesn't quite explain anything.
Because, after hearing that something happened to Changsun Wuji, he rushed there as soon as possible. However, when he arrived, Changsun Wuji had already... It was naturally impossible for him to continue living in the original place.
but!
Baili Feiyue still didn't want to believe it!
"As long as he's still alive, he'll definitely come looking for me." Even if it's for revenge.
"Young Master, do you want to avenge the Regent of Dajing?" This was basically nonsense, but Murong Zheng still confirmed it.
Otherwise, why would the young master look for the regent of Dajing?
"I don't believe it. I don't believe he died like this."
How could he die?
She didn't even have time to tell him that he had a daughter.
But revenge must be taken!
He extended his hand to Murong Zheng, "Help me take a look."
"yes."
However, after a thorough inspection, Murong Zheng frowned slightly, "The technique is very strange, I have never seen it before."
That is to say, even a martial arts prodigy like Murong Zheng could not remove her sealed internal energy. Baili Feiyue sneered sarcastically. Her father had also spent a lot of money.
Found such a clever way to seal her internal energy.
But even if her inner strength was sealed, she still could go to the palace if she wanted to!
Murong Zheng naturally also wanted to get this level.
"What do you want to do, young master?"
How to do it.
Emperor Jing is still eager to kill her.
She is naturally the same!
Doesn't he care about his throne the most? Doesn't he try every possible means to get that position? So why not give him a taste of his own medicine?
Killing is not the best way to go, the cruelest thing is always to destroy the heart!
Emperor Jing understood this principle, so doesn’t Baili Feiyue understand it?
Some people just took his life directly, which was too easy for him!
"Take Yin Li and leave Dajing Kyoto today."
Although she knew that if she left now, she would be in a situation where there was no one around her who could be of use, but Murong Zheng was not Ximo, and knew that she must have made such a decision after careful consideration and had her own arrangements and reasons.
"yes."
After Murong Zheng left, Baili Feiyue had been waiting.
Wait for Changsun Wuji's people to come find her, even if it's for revenge.
However, a night passed and no one showed up. Even Xiang Yang, who was relatively familiar to her, was nowhere to be seen.
It is true that every master has his own subordinates. Even Changsun Wuji may not trust her completely, let alone his mysterious subordinates lurking in the dark after something like this happened.
Or maybe people thought she had set up some trap and was waiting for them to fall into it.
Let’s talk about a street in Kyoto.
This is the morning rush hour when all kinds of people travel.
At this moment, several middle-aged women who looked like nuns were pulling and pushing an extremely simple flatbed cart.
On the flatbed lay a pale, thin, stiff corpse with corpse spots all over its face and body. The clothes on the corpse were stained and tattered, although the original texture looked good.
There was a woman in mourning clothes sitting on the flatbed. Even with her mourning clothes, her graceful waist could not be concealed. But when people turned around and looked at her from the front, many of them gasped.
Many people screamed at that moment!
This is simply...
It's even more horrible and disgusting than when Third Miss Ling was disfigured!
The woman covered in shavings also had scars all over her face, and the large scars were red and covered her entire face, forming a sharp contrast with her originally extremely fair skin, which was so shocking that it was almost disgusting!
Sister-in-law, corpse, disfigured young woman.
Such a combination is eye-catching even in Kyoto, which is used to big scenes.
Many people felt disgusted and covered their noses and started pointing.
"Who is this?"
"Looking at this posture, could it be a lady from some family in the capital? After all, although the corpse can't make out any features, the quality of the clothes on it is still good. This disfigured woman's face can't make out anything, but her figure is still good. She doesn't look like someone from an ordinary family."
"Now that you put it that way, I think it's possible. Could it be that they were robbed on their way and one died and the other was injured, and they were saved by these nuns?"
"You guys sound very specific, but I haven't heard of any ladies or girls encountering any problems while traveling, or going missing recently."
"That's right."
No matter what they said, the disfigured woman on the flatbed said nothing. She just stared at the corpse and shed tears silently.
At first, everyone was disgusted by her face and the corpse on the flatbed that was emitting an unconcealable stench.
But after watching this woman crying silently and extremely sadly for a long time, one couldn't help but feel a little bit of pity.
After all, even if you don't know what happened.
This scene looks too tragic.
With this attention, my eyes will inevitably follow the flatbed cart.
After following for a while, someone suddenly realized, "Isn't there only one mansion in front of this street, General Ling's mansion?"
It’s true!
"Did they take the wrong path?"
"Wait, wait!" Someone suddenly thought of something, "Don't you think that the figure of this woman in mourning clothes and the outline of her face under the scar are somewhat familiar?"
“I don’t think so…”
"Are you blind? That woman looks a lot like Miss Ling Wu!"
After all, Ling Yanran was the perfect woman in the hearts of many people in Beijing, regardless of gender, age or status. She often attended various occasions. In addition, as the daughter of a great general, many people had seen her!
A word can wake a person up from his dream.
Now, those who originally just thought this group was peculiar and wanted to watch the fun, could no longer contain themselves.
They followed towards the general's mansion like a tide.
They ran fast, and when they saw the flatbed truck from afar, it had already arrived at the gate of the general's mansion.
He was stopped by the doorman of the general's mansion.
The disfigured woman on the flatbed truck was none other than Ling Yanran.
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