Chapter 208 The clothes are dirty, need to be changed
Cheng Nianying looked at Fu Yi in surprise. Why did he ask her to leave? It was nothing more than some bloody interrogation tactics, she had seen them before.
"Miss Cheng, please." The secret guard extended his hand respectfully.
She was still thinking about coming back to save Fu Yi, but who knew that Fu Yi was already waiting for her in Shaoqu Tower.
She turned and looked at Fu Yi again.
"Go wait for me in the carriage. You're very tired from the journey and you're injured." Fu Yi advised her gently.
Cheng Nianying thought about it and agreed.
There is still a tough battle to deal with Fu Yi next.
This time, without the cloth covering her eyes, Cheng Nianying finally knew what the secret passage in Tianzi Pavilion looked like.
"Miss Cheng?" Seeing that she took two steps and stopped moving, the secret guard couldn't help but speak nervously.
She had just thrown away Jiang Shenyuan's sword, and now she had no useful tools in her hands: "I want two coffin nails."
She had set her eyes on it before, but Jiang Shenyuan didn't give her the chance to secretly pull it out.
Without saying a word, the two secret guards stepped on the heavy coffin, each took out a four-sided mace, and pried out two coffin nails for Cheng Nianying.
There was no sign of anything unusual.
Cheng Nianying nailed the coffin shut, and then they left together.
Zhong Dingyuan was so angry that he was stunned: "Just like that... he's leaving?"
Just let him fall into the hands of the devil Fu Yi?
Cen Yao, filled with extreme fear and resentment, actually laughed out loud at this moment: "Cousin, are you talking about righteousness with a killer?"
Zhong Dingyuan was stunned at first: "Are you crazy now?"
Are you afraid that Fu Yi won't kill people?
Cen Yaoxin: "..."
Since it has come to this, there is no need to worry about stabbing each other in the heart: "Cousin, you really can't blame anyone else for being deposed. If I were reborn as a man, I would be a better prince than you."
"Fu Yi won't let you and me go. He wants to kill you, and you're a useless thing who can't save me. Do I still have to beg for mercy from him?"
Zhong Dingyuan: “You!”
Cen Yaoxin's words could be considered the most beautiful before her death, but Fu Yi didn't even raise an eyebrow.
He just looked at Master Ruan who was struggling and covered in blood.
"How can a noble lady from the queen's family be related to you?"
Master Ruan was the only one present who tried to defend himself: "I was only following the orders of the host. I was only hunting down Cheng Nianying. I didn't kill her..."
"She's still alive! Still alive!" Master Ruan emphasized with veins popping out of his neck and red eyes.
Zhong Dingyuan's fingertips went numb from watching this.
Fu Yi remained unmoved, as if he just wanted to know the answer to the previous question.
Master Ruan slowly withdrew his strength and said, "Let Cen Yaoxin go."
There was no expression on Fu Yi's face, and the knife in his hand was against Cen Yaoxin's face.
Cen Yaoxin suppressed the urge to scream, at least for this moment... She didn't know whether it was to preserve the last bit of pride and face of the Cen family, or to avoid making a fool of herself in front of Fu Yi.
She really held back.
Fu Yi didn't use the same method of interrogation as others. He said nothing, but just turned his wrist and scratched Cen Yaoxin's cheek to her collarbone. The scar was long and the cut was deep.
He didn't know how long and how deep the wound on Cheng Nianying's body was.
Let’s leave it at this for now.
"Ahhh!" Cen Yaoxin still couldn't hold it in.
She raised her hands in despair, but couldn't touch her face. Before her leg injury, she thought that was the most painful pain she had ever experienced in her life.
But now it turns out there is something even more painful.
Fu Yi stretched out his fingers: "Even though she has become like this, you still like her? Do you want to save her?"
Cen Yaoxin was breathing heavily and looked at Master Ruan with blurry eyes.
Master Ruan's face was grim, and he just kept repeating, "I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you."
Fu Yi showed a look of understanding: "It's not because of appearance that I'm moved. Then let me guess... You are the easiest to recognize in the Tianzi Pavilion of Shaoqu Tower, because your hair color, eye color, and even skin color are different from ordinary people.
"You always hide more behind your mask than others. Is it to prevent people from recognizing you? I don't think so."
"You just don't want others to think you're weird or ugly."
"What did Cen Yaoxin say to you when she met you? She treated you like a normal person and said you weren't a monster?"
Master Ruan's pupils trembled, and he didn't say anything, but his eyes revealed fear and deeper hatred.
"Are all of you killers so easily fooled? Just because Cen Yaoxin was the first person in your life who said you weren't a monster, you're going to give up everything for her?"
Fu Yi habitually said such heart-wrenching words before pausing slightly.
Well, it’s a good thing that Cheng Nianying left first.
Otherwise, if she heard this, she would bear a grudge and use it to vent her anger on him.
"How many noble people have you met?" Fu Yi asked Master Ruan with a smile.
"Be it Jiang Shenyuan or Cen Yaoxin. It's too easy for you to tell such a lie casually."
"Cen Yaoxin wanted to kill Cheng Nianying to secure her future position as a married woman in the Prince's Mansion. You are nothing to her. Look at you, you lost your life."
Fu Yi blinked slowly.
He is really good-looking.
A man who is both good-looking and smart makes Cen Yao feel unwilling and makes Teacher Ruan jealous.
This man used the wrist that he usually used to hold a pen, exerted force, took over Wu Xun's heavy sword, and cut into Master Ruan's abdomen.
From the assassin from Tianzi Pavilion that was captured last time, Fu Yi knew that the people from Tianzi Pavilion were the ones who felt the strongest sense of belonging to Shaoqu Tower. They would not admit defeat and would not surrender.
Fu Yi lowered his eyes, feeling that it was not enough.
He said to Master Ruan, "You are right to be afraid of people seeing your true face. You are indeed a monster."
Master Ruan struggled, his throat making a gurgling sound, and the corners of his eyes seemed to be torn apart.
He shed tears of blood.
Pain, hatred and anger.
Only then did Fu Yi feel that the unhappiness he had felt for hurting Cheng Nianying had subsided a little.
"You hurt her, and I killed you. That's unfair. I heard that many of you in Shaoqu Tower are afraid of monks, and you all want to be reborn in a good way in your next life."
"I'll recite the mantra for you."
Fu Yi threw the sword back to Wu Xun and began to chant: "Namo Amitabha..."
Zhiduojiali
Sovāhā."
He spoke Buddhist words, but his expression was indifferent. God's compassion and the devil's cruelty were intertwined in him.
Zhong Dingyuan shuddered violently.
Cen Yao forgot the pain in her heart for a moment. She looked at this man whom she once thought was better the more challenging he was... A bone-chilling chill emerged from her throat, freezing her as if she were dead.
"Since you escaped from the Cen family and avoided the murder, why don't you know the principle of quitting while you are ahead?"
Blood flowed to the soles of Fu Yi's shoes.
"That's good now. The only person who could protect you is dead."
Fu Yi turned around.
Wu Xun threw a piece of rope to Cen Yaoxin.
"I... I want poison, give me a pot of poison." She couldn't bring herself to do it.
"Trouble." Wu Xun muttered and asked his colleague: "Do you have any?"
"Do you have any?"
"We found some in the Tianzi Pavilion. Let her try it." The secret guard spread his hands. "If the poison doesn't kill her, we'll try another one."
Cen Yao felt terrified and absurd.
She gritted her teeth and ran headfirst into Wu Xunjian.
…It hurts, it hurts so much.
She finally shed tears. Only then did she realize that from the very beginning, her opponent and enemy was not Cheng Nianying, but Fu Yi.
As for Master Ruan, before she died, those thoughts that raced through her mind didn't spare even a moment for him.
*
Cheng Nianying actually fell asleep leaning against the wall of the carriage.
This is a rare peace of mind these days.
This is the advantage of Fu Yi's cleverness. He knows that he should be safe here anyway.
Until the curtain was rolled up, the door creaked, and someone stepped on a stool and walked up.
She opened her eyes and moved them tiredly. She felt that Fu Yi was right. She was indeed very tired after walking all the way.
"Let's go to Prince Ding's Mansion now." Fu Yi's voice sounded in his ears.
Cheng Nianying shuddered, her hazy eyes fixed instantly, and she repeated doubtfully, "Going to Prince Ding's Mansion?"
"Well, my business is still to come. Your business can be done first." Fu Yi pulled out his belt and said, "The soldiers brought to Tianzi Pavilion were lent to me by Prince Ding. They are the palace soldiers of the prince's palace."
He added, "My clothes are stained with blood, I need to change them."
After he finished speaking, he raised his eyes and stared at Cheng Nianying. His eyes were gentle, yet strangely deep.
He smiled and asked, "I just hurt my hand. Can you take it off for me?"
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