Chapter 39: Fighting Now let’s see how you can escape from danger?
When Zhou Tinglan saw who had spoken, she was stunned. Su Mingzhuo? Wasn't Su Mingzhuo in Beijiang City? Why would he be in Shangjing City?
Su Mingzhuo stood at the inn's entrance, his face displeased as he coldly surveyed the scene in the guest hall. "Do you truly disregard the laws of the Great Zhao Kingdom? You dared to assassinate us in broad daylight at this inn? Don't you take the emperor seriously?"
Fu Chang looked Su Mingzhuo up and down. He saw that he was wearing a white robe, had a slender figure, and delicate features. He did not look like a man with martial arts skills.
His eyes were filled with sarcasm, and his tone was full of disdain: "Just you?"
Fu Chang held the long sword in his hand horizontally and weighed it. The sharp blade reflected the cold smile on his face.
"I think if I swing this knife at you, you'll start crying and begging for mercy. If you know what's good for you, don't ruin our good fortune!"
"Really?" Su Mingzhuo smiled instead of getting angry. He slowly walked over to Zhou Tinglan, supported her swaying body, and asked with concern, "Miss Zhou, are you okay?"
Zhou Tinglan's eyes flickered slightly, and he replied gratefully, "Thank you, Master Su. They have knives in their hands, so please be careful, Master Su."
A smile appeared in Su Mingzhuo's eyes: "Since I'm here, nothing will happen, Miss Zhou, don't worry."
Fu Chang listened to the two men's reminiscing conversation, but they didn't even glance at him. He said angrily, "Great! So you know each other? I thought it was some ignorant idiot looking for death. Now that you know each other, then go to hell!"
Su Mingzhuo looked back at Fuchang and was about to walk towards him, but Zhou Tinglan grabbed his sleeve with worry in his eyes.
As far as she could remember, Su Mingzhuo had never used a knife or fought before. He was the son of a wealthy family in Beijiang City. Could he defeat the two Fuchangs who often followed Yao Ningde, not to mention another assassin?
Su Mingzhuo gently pulled Zhou Tinglan's hand away, then Su Mingzhuo turned his head and gave Zhou Tinglan a soothing smile and stopped looking at her.
He drew a long sword from his waist and looked straight at Fuchang as he walked towards him step by step.
Zhou Tinglan just noticed that Su Mingzhuo was carrying a weapon. She was worried for him, hoping that the gift of one for one would turn into a gift of one for two.
What a loss!
Seeing this, Fu Chang's expression became more serious. He said contemptuously, "How dare you come here? You are truly fearless of death!"
After saying that, he exchanged glances with the black-clad assassin beside him, and at the same time raised his knife and slashed at Su Mingzhuo.
Su Mingzhuo raised his long sword and swung it back, slamming the blade up and down violently twice, pushing Fu Chang back with his sword. He then turned around and connected with the blade of the black-clad assassin behind him.
He backflipped and blocked left and right in turn. His series of movements were smooth and coherent, and he handled it with ease. His sword strikes were fast and fierce.
As Fu Chang and the other man attacked from both sides at the same time, Su Mingzhuo jumped into the air, stepped on the intersecting blades, used the force to leap up, spun around, and kicked Fu Chang and the other man out.
Zhou Tinglan was stunned. Was Su Mingzhuo hiding his abilities? His martial arts skills were so good!
Fu Chang cursed softly in the air, and his eyes signaled the black-clad assassins not to forget their current purpose - to kill Zhou Tinglan.
The black-clad assassin understood what was meant, and he turned with his knife and slashed towards Zhou Tinglan.
Zhou Tinglan's pupils shrank slightly, and she watched in horror as the knife got closer and closer to her neck. The blade was almost in front of her, and the wind from the knife blew the hair on her forehead.
Su Mingzhuo's eyes flashed, and he swung the long knife in his hand, which flew straight into the black-clad assassin's body.
The black-clad assassin groaned and fell to the ground. He rolled twice and died.
Su Mingzhuo rushed over and pulled the bloody knife out of the black-clad assassin's chest.
Blood dripped down the blade. Su Mingzhuo glared fiercely at the panting Fu Chang across from him. "I wonder what this young master thinks of 'relying on me' right now?"
Fu Chang swept across the corpse of the black-clad assassin on the ground, knowing that the mission assigned by the master would definitely not be accomplished. He gritted his teeth and said, "Good! It's really good! I will remember this shame today. If we meet again in the future, I will definitely make you pay!"
He raised his knife and slashed at Su Mingzhuo quickly. Su Mingzhuo raised his knife to block, but before the two knives touched, Fu Chang suddenly turned around and rushed out of the inn, and soon disappeared from sight.
After looking at the direction where Fu Chang disappeared for a while, Su Mingzhuo turned around and came to Zhou Tinglan.
He helped her up and asked softly, "How are you?"
"Thank you." Zhou Tinglan then asked the question that had been on her mind: "Why are you in Shangjing City?"
"Although my family's businesses are mainly spread across Northern Frontier City, I've taken over family affairs in the past two years. I know that the Su family can't be confined to that small Northern Frontier City, so I've encouraged my family members to do business outside and open shops to expand their business. I came to the capital to inspect the family's businesses."
"So... this inn is also your family's property?"
Although it was a question, Zhou Tinglan was very sure. Otherwise, how could he explain why Su Mingzhuo came so coincidentally?
"Yes."
Su Mingzhuo looked at Zhou Tinglan's familiar eyebrows and eyes, which were filled with joy and relief. He buried his emotions deep in his heart. It was indeed a good idea to come to the capital to inspect the family's businesses, but the time was half a year earlier.
There was another reason he couldn't say, and he was afraid he couldn't say it.
He tilted his head and looked away, seemingly asking casually, "I heard the news in Beijiang City that you and General Xie fell to their deaths. I'm relieved to see you in Shangjing City this time. Why were you assassinated at the inn? And where is General Xie now?"
Assassination is so dangerous. If he happens to encounter it today, Zhou Tinglan will probably be doomed!
Besides...
Su Mingzhuo glanced at Zhou Tinglan's pale face and felt uncomfortable.
Miss Zhou looked like she was ill. Why didn't General Xie take good care of her, leaving her alone in the inn to be hunted by assassins?
When Zhou Tinglan was about to thank Zechuan for going out to deal with Xiao Ruo's body, he suddenly heard hurried footsteps outside the door.
Xie Zechuan was followed by a large number of officers and soldiers as they walked into the inn.
"Lan'er!"
He ran towards Zhou Tinglan eagerly, hugged her in his arms, carefully checked her body, and was completely relieved when he saw that she was fine.
His restlessness along the way finally came to an end when he met soldiers who were hurrying to the inn.
Lan'er was trapped in the inn and assassinated!
Xie Zechuan immediately understood the real reason why Xiao Ruo's grave was dug up and the words were engraved on the coffin. He was afraid that it was not only a warning to them, but also to lure him away and take the opportunity to assassinate him in the inn.
He was extremely anxious and rushed back to the inn with the soldiers. Fortunately, Lan'er was not in trouble!
Xie Zechuan calmed down a little. He looked at Su Mingzhuo who was not far away and saw that he had turned around to ask the waiter to bring him a handkerchief to wipe the blood off the knife.
"Mr. Su, thank you for your help."
However, Xie Zechuan, who still didn't know why Su Mingzhuo appeared, frowned slightly. Zhou Tinglan leaned close to his ear and whispered an explanation to him before letting go.
Su Mingzhuo watched the two of them move, his eyes lowered. "No need to thank me. I just came back earlier than you when Miss Zhou got into trouble."
Xie Zechuan's expression froze. What did he mean by this?
Thinking of the officers and soldiers who came with him, he had no choice but to swallow his anger and settle the score with them later.
The officers and soldiers routinely asked Zhou Tinglan about the details of the assassination. She concealed her own identity and Xie Zechuan's identity, and only said that the Minister of War, Lord Yao, might be suspected of taking human life lightly, and hoped that the government could thoroughly investigate the Minister's Mansion and restore justice to the people.
Zhou Tinglan knew in her heart that her few short confessions would not be enough to shake Yao Ningde's position as the Minister of War.
Officials collude with each other, and unless their actions come to the attention of Your Majesty, they will all choose to protect themselves and work hard to climb up the ladder.
After the officers and soldiers left, Xie Zechuan asked for a superior room again and selected several female spies to protect Zhou Tinglan, so as not to let him be assassinated and isolated and helpless again.
After Zhou Tinglan took the medicine, she fell asleep again under Xie Zechuan's gentle coaxing. She was weak and the fear of escaping had already exhausted her.
**
In the evening, Zhou Tinglan had a good sleep. She slowly opened her eyes and felt relaxed all over.
When she went downstairs to find Xie Zechuan for dinner, she saw several bruises on his face.
"What's wrong with you?" Zhou Tinglan asked suspiciously, pointing at the scars on the man's face.
Xie Zechuan tilted his head and covered his face with his hands: "Nothing, Lan'er, let's go eat?"
When he came to the yard behind the inn, Zhou Tinglan was surprised to find Su Mingzhuo there. He saw that the bruises on his face were similar to those on Xie Zechuan's.
She burst out laughing: "You guys, secretly had a fight behind my back."
The two turned their heads away from each other, thinking of the previous confrontation in the corridor, and were both very angry.
Xie Zechuan complained in his heart that Su Mingzhuo really had bad intentions and wanted to take Lan'er away. He remembered that Su Mingzhuo had told him that if he couldn't take care of Lan'er, it would be the same if he let him come.
Su Mingzhuo was also dissatisfied. Miss Zhou was clearly in good health when she left Beijiang City. Why did she become so weak in just a few months? It must be General Xie's fault. Who knows how he must have abused Miss Zhou!
Zhou Tinglan found their awkward appearance adorable. She sat down between them, picked up her chopsticks, and looked at the two who were still staring at each other affectionately: "Aren't you going to eat?"
"Eat!" Two voices sounded at the same time.
Zhou Tinglan didn't want to bother with them anymore and started eating by himself.
She complained in her heart, but she had a good sleep. These two men were acting weird, fighting and refusing to eat just to stare at each other.
"Lan'er, try this freshly stewed fish. I've tasted it and it's very delicious and refreshing."
"Miss Zhou, the chef of the largest restaurant in Shangjing City has made a famous dish - Cordyceps Fuli Duck. It is very suitable for nourishing your current body."
Zhou Tinglan had just picked up a piece of braised chicken and before she brought it to her mouth, two plates were suddenly handed to her at the same time.
She looked up and glanced at the two of them. Seeing that they were staring at each other again, Zhou Tinglan swallowed and said, "Actually... actually."
What to do, what to do, what to do...
The plate was sent towards her again, and at that moment, the waiter passed by. Her eyes lit up and she quickly called the waiter over.
"Miss Zhou, what's the matter?" The waiter felt his scalp tingling under Su Mingzhuo's murderous gaze.
Zhou Tinglan pointed at the food on the table and said, "I'm still feeling a little unwell and want to go upstairs to rest. Could you please find a lunch box with some of each dish in it and send it to my room upstairs?"
The waiter was stunned and exclaimed.
"Isn't it possible?" Zhou Tinglan asked.
"Of course you can."
When Xie Zechuan heard Zhou Tinglan say she was feeling unwell, he stood up and asked anxiously, "Lan'er, what's wrong with you? Let me take you upstairs."
Su Mingzhuo also stood up and looked at her worriedly.
Zhou Tinglan smiled awkwardly and waved his hand: "No, no, you guys eat, enjoy yourselves, I can do it myself."
She ran out of the yard as if she was escaping for her life, stood outside the yard, holding her chest and gasping for breath, looked back at the yard, and thought to herself, these two men must have taken the wrong medicine today.
Soon after returning to the room, the waiter brought the food Zhou Tinglan ordered.
Zhou Tinglan was full and put down his chopsticks with a snap.
Snap——
In the residence of the Minister of War, Yao Ningde sent away the officers and soldiers who came to investigate, and returned to the side room with a gloomy look. He looked at Fu Chang who was kneeling in front of him.
The follower beside him hit Fuchang with the board in his hand.
"You told me that it failed! Didn't you say everything was done properly?"
Fu Chang's back was bloody from being beaten with a stick. He gritted his teeth and said, "It is my fault for failing to complete the task assigned by the master."
"Keep fighting! Let the brothers watch! This is the punishment for failing the mission!"
Yao Ningde sat on the chair, picked up the teacup and took a sip. A hint of annoyance flashed across his eyes, and he smashed the teacup to the ground with a bang.
As if thinking of something, the corners of his lips curled up into a smile. Zhou Tinglan, Xie Zechuan, since the assassination failed, then...
Hahaha--
Now let’s see how you can escape from danger?
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