Chapter 47: Night Dive: Several experts attacked without warning, Ren...
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Gao Lerong looked at the person in front of her speechlessly: "What exactly do you want to do?"
Wen Ying tilted her head and blinked, looking harmless: "What do you mean?"
The veins on her forehead jumped, and Gao Lerong frowned and said, "What do you think? You've been following me for the whole morning! What exactly do you want to do?"
As soon as Gao Lerong opened her eyes early in the morning and wanted to walk out of the room for a walk, she ran into the smiling Wen Ying. Thinking it was just a coincidence, she ignored her and continued walking.
Unexpectedly, no matter where I went, she was everywhere, following me like a plaster.
But every time I wanted to scold her, she would put on an innocent expression, as if she was just saying it casually, making it impossible for me to scold her at all.
Finally, after she felt the burning gaze for the seventeenth time, Gao Lerong could no longer bear it.
Wen Ying slightly widened her eyes, as if Gao Lerong had said something incredible, and then lowered her voice, as if she had been misunderstood, and said aggrievedly: "It was just on the way."
Who can take the whole morning to enjoy the trip?
Gao Lerong couldn't help but look up, speechless, and sighed, then stretched out her right index finger, half lowered her eyes, and said faintly: "I'll give you a moment, tell me what you want quickly, after a quarter of an hour I won't care about you anymore."
Wen Ying's eyes lit up, and she took a step forward to get closer to Gao Lerong, lowered her head and raised her eyes, pretending to be shy and said, "Actually, I just want to ask more about General Gao Xuan. Last time you refused to tell me halfway through, and I have been thinking about it until now."
"Didn't I tell you last time? If you want to hear a story, go find a storyteller," Gao Lerong frowned, "I can't tell you anything that the storyteller can't tell you."
"What the storyteller said is not as good as what you said," Wen Ying clasped her fingers together and said with admiration, "Miss Gao is not only skilled in riding and shooting, but also eloquent. She is truly a role model for women all over the world."
Hearing this, Gao Lerong's cheeks turned slightly pink. She coughed lightly to cover up her emotions, raised her chin and said proudly, "Do you need to tell me? What do you want to ask? Go ahead."
Wen Ying's eyes curved up, just in time to hide the sadness that flashed across them, and she smiled:
"It would be best if Miss Gao is willing to tell me."
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"Miss Wen, you haven't answered me yet."
The teapot was hanging high, pouring the light green tea into the cup without spilling a drop. Yan Jing pushed the cup across the table and asked, "Have you decided?"
The clear tea dew reflected Wen Ying's complicated expression. She lowered her eyes and remained silent.
"Even if Gao Xuan had no intention of taking your life, he knew that his actions would put your father in jail. What's more, he is the most direct murderer." Yan Jing's voice was light and he stated the facts calmly.
"He is not innocent."
Gao Xuan is a weapon exposed in the open. Even if he did not mean to do it, he has already been stained with the blood of innocent people.
but……
The tea leaves floated to the surface of the water from the bottom of the cup, creating ripples.
Wen Ying was silent for a moment, raised her eyelids and looked directly into Yan Jing's eyes, and said in a deep voice: "I want to know why."
Even without talking about the gratitude for recognizing his talent, Gao Xuan and his father had been through life and death together, and they were a life-long friendship that could not be bought off by small favors.
What on earth made him willing to be ungrateful and abandon everything in order to achieve his goal?
Yan Jing raised his eyebrows slightly and was about to answer when Wen Ying raised her hand to stop him:
"I need to confirm this myself."
When it comes to deep hatred, it is not appropriate to listen to other people's one-sided words.
Yan Jing closed his mouth wisely, and did not stop her decision. He just raised his lips and smiled softly:
"Miss, this is the best Biluochun, drink it while it's hot."
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"I heard that General Gao was promoted to General of the Cavalry in just three years. I admired him very much and wanted to know how he did it. Did he win many military merits?"
"You've heard about it, why didn't you listen to the details?" Gao Lerong looked at her suspiciously, but still explained, "My father did win many military merits, and because of that, he was appreciated by His Royal Highness the Third Prince."
"Your Highness values talent, so he asked for permission to write a petition to obtain an exceptional promotion for my father."
This is consistent with the information Chuntao found out.
"I see," Wen Ying seemed to have suddenly realized something, and followed up on her words and asked, "Then being the General of the Cavalry must be very busy. General Gao even took time out to attend the Horseback Archery Banquet. He must have heard that you signed up for the banquet, so he wanted to come and cheer you on."
Gao Lerong was stunned. She had never had this idea before. After Wen Ying's guidance, she suddenly felt enlightened.
Indeed, my father is very busy with official duties and rarely stays in the capital for such a long time. Could it be that this time it is really for her?
Thinking of this, Gao Lerong's mood suddenly brightened, but her face was still tense. She pretended not to care and said, "I guess so. Besides, no matter how busy my father is, he will come back to the capital once every three months, and he will stay for three days each time before he is willing to leave."
"My father is always worried about me and always treats me like a child." She paused and sighed in a very pretentious manner. "There's really nothing I can do about him."
Seeing Gao Lerong's almost materialized joy and boasting, Wen Ying frowned slightly and smiled: "Sure enough, they say that fatherly love is as silent as a mountain, and it is really reflected in General Gao."
Gao Lerong must have been protected too well by Gao Xuan, so she often has some naive thoughts.
But Wen Ying knew——
Once a war begins, it is no longer up to humans to decide when it will end.
It is almost impossible to return to Beijing once every three months without fail.
This shows that Gao Xuan is almost 100% confident about the battle situation, and has a reason to return to Beijing.
Gao Lerong crossed her arms, turned her head away, and looked away, her cheeks flushed: "That's right, if you still want to know, I will..."
"It's a quarter of an hour," Wen Ying was thinking about the next step, not hearing Gao Lerong's words, "I won't disturb Miss Gao from admiring the flowers~"
After he finished speaking, he left in a hurry.
"Hey!" Gao Lerong subconsciously stretched out her hand, her fingertips brushed the corner of Wen Ying's clothes, but she didn't stop anything.
The girl in the field of vision was walking farther and farther away. Her hands froze in the air, and after a long time, she slowly closed her five fingers.
Normally, everyone who approaches her comes for her father's power. They only say flattering words and then secretly hope that she can say something good about themselves in front of her father.
Ever since my mother passed away, my father has always been in deep sorrow, and then Uncle Wen got into trouble...
It had been a long time since she had felt so comfortable talking to someone.
Wen Ying did not pay attention to Gao Lerong's emotional changes, but just walked quickly towards Qingzhu Pavilion.
Gao Xuan had to return to Beijing, and had to stay for three days. Judging from Gao Lerong's tone, he should spend more time in the mansion.
Does he have a deep secret that could be related to the reasons behind all the things he does?
Wen Ying returned to Qingzhu Pavilion, put on her nightgown again, put on the meteorite mask, and asked Chuntao to dress up as "Liu Qing" as usual.
Although Yan Jing now knows his true identity, there is no wall in the world that is completely airtight. There is no guarantee that his men will not let the secret slip, so it is better to be careful.
Anyway, the identity of "Dawn" has been completely discredited, and even if he is seen by chance, it is just another item on the list of charges.
Before going out, Wen Ying took a look at the sky.
The afterglow of the setting sun has gradually been swallowed up by the night, it is a good time.
She followed the same route that Yan Jing took to the Lantern Festival. The road was unobstructed and deserted.
I felt deeply moved that the Prime Minister was truly a genius, able to accurately find the path with the least people among the thousands of paths in the capital.
Moreover, this road happened to pass through the back alley of Gao's mansion. She easily climbed into the backyard of the mansion from the back alley, and when she landed, she made no sound at all like a cat.
Wen Ying looked around and listened carefully to the movements and sounds around her.
Because the assassin nearly killed the crown prince, the matter was of great importance. Gao Xuan was dismissed from his post and imprisoned, and the Gao Mansion was also sealed off to facilitate the investigation. All the servants were driven to a specific residence as soon as possible to avoid destroying evidence.
If Yan Jing had not taken Gao Lerong out in advance, she would have been driven to the other courtyard.
At this moment, the huge mansion seemed particularly deserted, except for——
The clear sound of metal collision and friction reached her ears. Wen Ying frowned and looked up, her heart sank.
It is the sound made by the armor when the soldiers walk.
Wei Quan dispatched people from the military camp to guard Gao’s mansion?
Tsk, as cautious as Yan Jing.
That's why she hates civil officials!
Although she was filled with resentment in her heart, Wen Ying quickly calmed down and walked forward along the shadows and in the night, hiding in a corner.
She had been to the Gao family when she was young, and was familiar with the layout of the mansion. She knew the approximate route to Gao Xuan's study and residence.
The last ray of light in the sky disappeared, and the bright moon became the only source of light.
Wen Ying walked slowly out from behind a house, and after walking through the corridor, she could reach the study.
Suddenly, a breeze carrying human voices blew by. Wen Ying's body stiffened immediately and she dodged and hid in the corner in an instant.
"Are you ready?" An indifferent young man's voice sounded, accompanied by the sound of the frost blade hitting the scabbard.
This voice doesn't sound like Wei Quan's...
Wen Ying leaned her back against the wall and leaned her head out slightly, seeing the two figures in her narrow peripheral vision.
"Yes." A soldier followed the young man a few steps and answered with his head down, "The ones you want are already over there, just waiting for your order."
“Okay, then…” The young man’s voice stopped abruptly, his eyes, calm as water, moved slightly, gently shaking the waves.
He tilted his head to look at a corner, his long eyelashes slightly closed, and continued calmly: "When the midnight hour comes, we will move to..."
Before he could finish his words, several dark shadows suddenly attacked, and countless sword lights and silver rays swept towards the shadow in the corner. In an instant, wood chips flew and dust turned into smoke that blocked the view.
"Just move to the door of the study." The young man's voice was flat, as if nothing had happened, and he continued to move forward steadily.
No one could avoid the sudden attacks of several masters.
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