Xing Hui bowed his head and said, "Your subordinate is late and has frightened you, Master."
His voice was low and respectful, with a hint of apology.
Ye Qingzhou opened and closed his mouth repeatedly, like a fish out of water, completely unable to utter a word.
He glanced at the unconscious Gu Zhixing, then at the blood-soaked Miss Shen standing with her sword in hand, and suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. An indescribable fear and shock spread through his heart.
This girl, who usually obeyed Gu Zhixing in everything, still had a chilling murderous intent in her eyes that made it difficult for anyone to look directly at her.
Ye Qingzhou stammered and couldn't say anything, feeling that the whole world had become absurd and unbelievable.
"Has the matter in Yanzhou been resolved?"
Shen Jintang's voice was as calm as a stagnant pool, without a ripple.
She looked at Liu Huo, her gaze cold and resolute.
Liu Huo nodded slightly and said, "Everything has been taken care of, and Minister Shen is on his way back."
Shen Jintang simply nodded slightly, her expression showing little change, and ordered, "Clean it up."
Her voice was as cold as ice, yet it exuded an undeniable authority.
Shen Jintang had already sheathed his sword, the bloodstains on the blade gleaming eerily in the twilight.
Xinghui and Liuhuo accepted the order, took out a medicine bottle from their pockets, gently poured out some powder, and sprinkled it on the corpse.
Instantly, the corpse emitted a foul stench, then gradually decomposed and dissipated before everyone's eyes, eventually vanishing without a trace, as if it had never existed.
Ye Qingzhou covered her mouth in surprise, not daring to make a sound. Her eyes were wide open, staring at everything in horror, as if she were in a terrifying dream.
He couldn't believe his eyes. How could this be done?
Just as he was in a daze, Shen Jintang bent down to check Gu Zhixing's injuries.
The chill in her eyes instantly transformed into the gentle warmth of spring water, as if the murderous woman from before was merely an illusion.
Her movements were as gentle as if she were touching a fragile treasure. Her fingertips lightly brushed across Gu Zhixing's furrowed brows as she whispered, "You should get some sleep too."
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