"Oh?" Feng Jiuyan raised her eyebrows slightly, a hint of doubt and curiosity in her eyes. She stared closely at the assassin in front of her, not missing any expression on his face. "Then who is this spy? Do you know?" Her voice was crisp and loud, with an unquestionable majesty.
The assassin lowered his head slightly, avoiding Feng Jiuyan's gaze. His lips were tightly closed, and he said nothing.
Seeing this, Feng Jiuyan became even more confused. She took a step forward and pressed again, "Tell me! Who is this spy? If you don't tell me, I have plenty of ways to make you speak." Her tone was full of threats, and the dagger in her hand was slightly raised, flashing a cold light.
The assassin felt the threat from Feng Jiuyan, and his body trembled slightly. "I, I'll tell you!"
"Yes, it's... a man with the surname Meng!" The assassin's voice was full of fear and trembling, as if saying this name would bring him great danger.
"Crack!" A crisp sound of branches breaking was heard not far away, breaking the originally tense atmosphere.
The two men in black became alert instantly, and they ran towards the direction where the sound came from like cheetahs.
After a while, the man in black came out from the bushes not far away, escorting two constables.
"Master, these two are the ones hiding in the back and eavesdropping on our conversation."
As the voices spoke, Feng Jiuyan's eyes fell on the two people. After seeing their faces clearly, she couldn't help laughing. The laughter was clear and pleasant, echoing in the air like a silver bell.
"Lord Meng, hehe..." Feng Jiuyan said with a smile, "You came at the right time. It saved me the time of looking for you."
After hearing what Feng Jiuyan said, a dark light flashed in Meng Liang's eyes.
He knew he was discovered and was a little nervous, but he still pretended to be calm and said, "Miss Feng, what are you talking about? Wang Datou and I saw you being chased by assassins, so we came out to look for you. We just heard some noise over here, so we came to take a look."
Feng Jiuyan showed a cold smile on her face, her fingers dancing like fluttering butterflies, playing with the sharp dagger in her hand. Her eyes were as sharp as a hawk, staring at Meng Liang closely, as if she wanted to see through his heart.
“Now that things have come to this, do you still want to hide it?” Feng Jiuyan’s voice was filled with chills. “Tell me, it was you who spread the news that my father was not dead and had sneaked into the exile team!”
Meng Liang's expression instantly became ferocious, his eyes flashing with ferocity, looking at Feng Jiuyan with contempt. "Hehe, so what if it's me?"
There was a hint of pride in his voice, "Can you still kill me? Don't forget, I am the main person in charge of escorting the prisoners to Youzhou this time. If anything happens to me, do you think His Majesty will investigate the matter thoroughly? By then, I'm afraid your family of four will not be able to escape responsibility!"
Feng Jiuyan's eyes flashed with anger. She tightly grasped the dagger, and veins popped out on the back of her hand. "Do you think I dare not kill you?" Her voice was full of murderous intent. "It is because of your groundless speculation that our family of three has been living on the edge of a knife. You said my father is not dead, haha, then you tell me, who is my father? Where is he!"
She has always known that Meng Liang is Mr. Mo's man. In order to catch Mr. Mo and find out the mastermind behind the scenes, Feng Jiuyan did not touch him even though Meng Liang repeatedly crossed her bottom line and tried to commit suicide.
But if Meng Liang really knew that her father was not dead and disguised himself as Qiao Ping, that would be a different matter.
But Meng Liang didn't know what Feng Jiuyan was thinking, and he was still courting death. He said contemptuously, "Haha, don't think I don't know that your father Feng Huaijin has disguised himself as Qiao Ping, hiding beside you to protect you!
After I discovered your mother's unusual attitude towards Qiao Ping, I sent someone to investigate secretly. It's just as I guessed, Qiao Ping is not a hunter, but your father Feng Huaijin in disguise!"
Meng Liang looked at Feng Jiuyan smugly and continued to threaten him recklessly, "Haha, the emperor wants your father to die, but your father is not dead yet. Tell me, if the emperor knew that your father is not dead yet, what do you think would happen?"
Feng Jiuyan stood there quietly, looking at Meng Liang with cold eyes, as if she was looking at a dead person. Her eyes were cold and piercing, like ice and snow, which made people shudder.
Meng Liang was frightened by Feng Jiuyan's eyes and took a step back involuntarily. He felt the strong murderous intent emanating from Feng Jiuyan, and an inexplicable fear surged in his heart.
"You, what do you want to do?" Meng Liang said sternly, "I am an official appointed by the imperial court, do you dare to kill me?"
"Oh, an official appointed by the imperial court? That's nothing!" Feng Jiuyan's tone was full of contempt, and the dagger in her hand flashed a dazzling cold light under the moonlight.
Meng Liang was frightened by Feng Jiuyan's momentum and took several steps back. His face turned pale as paper, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He tried to calm himself down, pretending to be calm, and said:
"Haha, I have already written down the news that Qiao Ping is Feng Huaijin and handed it to my subordinates. If anything happens to me, they will pass this letter back to the capital and give it to Your Majesty."
"Oh? Is that so? I'm so scared." Feng Jiuyan pretended to be frightened.
After saying that, she raised the dagger in her hand and stabbed towards Meng Liang. Seeing this, Meng Liang was frightened and dodged quickly. But his speed was no match for Feng Jiuyan. With a "puff", the dagger pierced deeply into Meng Liang's chest.
Meng Liang looked down at the dagger on his chest, his eyes filled with disbelief. He never thought that Feng Jiuyan would dare to kill him. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end he said nothing and just fell down slowly.
"You, you..." Wang Datou, who was standing by, widened his eyes in horror and pointed his trembling finger at Feng Jiuyan. His face was full of shock and fear, his face was as pale as paper, his lips trembled slightly, but he could not make any sound.
His heart was filled with despair and helplessness. He knew that he had heard news that he shouldn't have known and that he might not be able to escape death. Thinking of this, Wang Datou felt a strong desire to survive. He fought back and tried to break free from the black-clad man.
However, his resistance was in vain. The men in black were agile and powerful, and they easily suppressed Wang Datou's resistance. Wang Datou's heart was filled with despair and fear, and he knew that he had no way to escape.
Feng Jiuyan watched all this indifferently, without a trace of pity or sympathy in her eyes. She slowly raised the dagger in her hand and slashed it towards Wang Datou's neck.
Wang Datou's body twitched, and then he fell to the ground, losing his breath.
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