The Zen room had been cleaned in advance and you can move in directly. Jiang Lusheng and Huaixiu's rooms are next to each other. If there is anything, Jiang Lusheng can just open the window and shout. Apart from that, this courtyard was booked in advance by Lan Shuang. The other rooms seemed to be occupied by pilgrims temporarily, but in fact they were all her people.
It can be said that everything is ready, just waiting for Yunxing to fall into the trap.
That night, the moon was dark, the wind was strong, and the sky was covered with dark clouds. It was pitch black and you couldn't see your hand in front of you. It was a perfect day for killing someone.
Jiang Lusheng sat at the table reading a book in the dim candlelight. His reflection fell on the door, and people outside could see it clearly.
After a quarter of an hour, Jiang Lusheng got up and walked to the bed. Then the candle in the room went out. Huaixiu pushed the door open and went to his room yawning.
The person hiding in the dark stared at Jiang Lusheng's room closely, and waited for a long time before emerging from the dark, landing lightly in the yard, and moving towards the room little by little.
His nightgown blended in perfectly with the night, and no one noticed him.
A small bamboo tube pierced the window paper and blew smoke inside.
The person on the bed slowly opened his eyes, pulled his lower lip, and turned his head to look inside.
He covered his mouth and nose and waited until the smoke cleared before letting go. Then he heard the window creak open.
Jiang Lusheng narrowed his eyes little by little and slowly reached his hand under the pillow.
A black figure approached step by step, the sound of metal friction was heard, a cold light flashed, and the next moment it suddenly stabbed towards the bed.
At the critical moment, Jiang Lusheng turned over and stood up. With a "clang" sound, the daggers collided, causing the man's palm to ache.
"A-are you okay?"
Yun Xing suddenly realized, "No, I've fallen into a trap!"
He glared fiercely at the person on the bed, his eyes full of resentment and jealousy, but the next moment he made a quick decision, made a feint, turned around and tried to run away.
Jiang Lusheng didn't stop him and just watched him run to the door.
The moment Yunxing's hand rested on the door handle, a fire suddenly broke out outside. A group of people holding torches and knives rushed in and surrounded the Zen room.
The firelight illuminated Yun Xing's panicked eyes. The next moment, the door was kicked open from the outside, revealing Meng Yu's icy face. She held the door with her sword, preventing Yun Xing from running away. He turned to look at Jiang Lusheng and trembled, "Is it you?"
Jiang Lusheng chuckled and turned sideways to reveal the person behind him.
"Yun Xing, you've crossed the line."
Lan Shuang walked down from the bed leisurely, dressed neatly, without a trace of disorder, which showed that she had planned this in advance.
Yun Xing was stunned, as if struck by lightning, "Prince...Prince?"
"Are you surprised to see me?" Lan Shuang put on her shoes, stood beside Jiang Lusheng, and held his hand.
Yun Xing's expression changed again when he saw this. Although most of his face was covered by black cloth, the pair of eyes that were exposed were so jealous that they were about to spit fire.
"Is this the prince's plan tonight or--" Yun Xing still had hope at this point, hoping that all this was Jiang Lusheng's plan, that he was the one whispering in his ear, and that the prince was just momentarily possessed.
However, Lan Shuang did not intend to give him this illusion.
"This prince personally set up this plan and lured you into the trap. If you hadn't come, this prince could have spared your life, but you came. Not only did you come, you also planned to murder my legitimate husband. This prince cannot let you go. It was you who instigated Jiang Luqing and Hanfang before, right?"
Lan Shuang looked at Yun Xing's heartbroken eyes and sighed, "Now that you have a chance to do it again, why are you so ungrateful? You didn't cherish what you had, and now you regret it. Should everyone just stand there and wait for you to come back and then be grateful to you?"
"I'm not, I didn't!" Yun Xing tried to rush forward, but Meng Yu quickly held him down. The guards rushed over and pinned Yun Xing to the ground. Yun Xing struggled frantically, "Your Highness, I really know I was wrong. I truly love you. Why can't you give me a chance? Why? Don't you love him?"
Lan Shuang had no intention of explaining. She said to Meng Yu, "Lock him up in the woodshed. I'll deal with him myself later."
"yes."
Meng Yu and his men hurried away. Lan Shuang squeezed Jiang Lusheng's palm and asked, "Aren't you jealous?"
Jiang Lusheng smiled and rubbed her face. "Why are you jealous? It's just the debt left by the original owner. I understand that you want to deal with it alone. I'm not that petty."
Lan Shuang said with relief: "My Zhengjun is still a rare talent."
She then picked up the dagger and said, "Lend it to me."
…
Yun Xing was locked up in the woodshed, his hands and feet tied, and all the hidden weapons and medicine on his body were searched and confiscated. Now he was a lamb to be slaughtered.
It was not until this moment that he finally realized how scared he was.
Lan Shuang was different from her previous life, different in every way. The look in her eyes when she looked at him really didn't have any love at all, not even hatred. It was as if she was looking at a stranger. This was what Yun Xing feared the most.
He fell to the ground, constantly recalling the scenes of the two of them getting along in their previous life, and constantly deceiving himself, "It's impossible, she loves me, she is just angry with me, she loves me, how could she not love me?"
The door opened with a creaky sound. Lan Shuang stood at the door looking at him expressionlessly, "Yun Xing."
Yun Xing's body trembled violently, and he looked up at her in panic.
Lan Shuang walked in slowly, closed the door with her backhand, holding a lantern in her hand.
She put the lantern on the ground and stood there motionless.
Yun Xing's eyes dimmed and then brightened again, "Prince, you are still angry with me for betraying you, right? In my previous life, I was forced into a desperate situation. I was blinded by hatred at first, but I never thought of letting you die. Those were Prince An's ideas. I knew they wanted to kill you and I wanted to stop them, but I..."
"That's enough."
Lan Shuang interrupted him expressionlessly, looking at his blank face, and cruelly told the truth, "I am not the prince you are talking about."
"What did you say?" Yun Xing's head buzzed and he didn't react for a long time.
"What do you mean you're not the prince I'm talking about? Even if you want to distance yourself from me, you don't have to come up with such a lame excuse, right?"
Yun Xing smiled bitterly.
"You know clearly whether what I said is true or not. The Prince Rong, who was fooled by you and lost both his heart and his life, is already dead. I am not reincarnated, I am just borrowing her body."
Lan Shuang looked at Yun Xing's eyes, which suddenly widened, and slowly stepped forward. She leaned over and pinched Yun Xing's chin, forcing him to look up at her. She said coldly, "It's a shame she didn't blame you after her death. She just didn't want to have anything to do with you anymore. If you had known better and left earlier, I wouldn't have wanted to touch you. After all, you used her body. But you've provoked me time and time again, and now you're trying to kill my Lord. I can't let you stay."
"So, Yunxing, let's get going."
She straightened up, and a cold light flashed in her other hand, and a line of blood appeared on Yunxing's throat.
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