Chapter 08 The Eighth Kill
Minglu didn't take Xiaoyu's words to heart.
Hearing that Xiaoyu was interested in Zhou Xunran, he enthusiastically asked, "What else do you want to know?"
Xiaoyu asked bluntly: "Is the prince a good person?"
Ever since the Jieyoumeng incident, she had heard that the regent was a cruel and ruthless man who was greedy for power and would not even spare the old, weak, and sick in his efforts to eliminate dissidents.
But the Zhou Xunran that Xiaoyu knew was poisoned while trying to save the emperor, and he often vomited blood and fell into a coma. In order to stop the rebellion, he ignored his own physical safety and tried his best to suppress the unrest among the court officials.
Not like the legendary person.
Minglu thought for a moment and said, "It depends on the person. To me, the prince is a good person."
"What kind of person is the prince?"
"You have to experience this yourself. The prince has a different attitude towards everyone, so naturally everyone's views of him are also different."
That's right. Xiaoyu wanted to ask something else, but Lin Kun's voice came from outside the room: "Is the medicine ready? The prince asked Xiaoyu to deliver it."
Minglu opened the medicine jar and said, "Alright, Your Majesty, please wait a moment."
She poured the medicine into the bowl and said, "Xiao Yu, thank you for your help."
Xiaoyu held the wooden tray and walked out. When she passed by Lin Kun, she still didn't believe that the gentle Minglu and the cold Lin Kun were husband and wife.
Until she delivered the medicine to Zhou Xunran, she was still wondering how these two people would get along with each other in private.
The medicine was very hot, so Zhou Xunran asked her to put it aside to cool. Seeing her frowning and dazed, he asked, "What are you thinking about?"
Xiaoyu spoke out her real thoughts: "How come Lin Kun and Sister Minglu are engaged? He is dark and ugly, speaks coldly, and has no other advantages except his tall stature. How come Sister Minglu, who is so beautiful and gentle, falls in love with him?"
Seeing that she was complaining for Minglu, with her cheeks puffed up, Zhou Xunran laughed, "A husband-wife relationship is like drinking water. Outsiders only see the surface. Besides, you and Minglu have only just met for half a day, how can you be so determined?"
Xiaoyu puffed out his chest proudly: "I'm very good at judging people."
[Otherwise, how could you pick out the guest who wants to assassinate you at first sight! ]
Zhou Xunran said: "Then you are really amazing."
He was really curious about the organization behind her. He was not exaggerating, but he had encountered at least 30 or 40 assassins in the past, including men, women, old men, children, singers, and warriors, but no one had ever been able to get close to him.
How much confidence does the customer who asked her to kill him have in her and is sure that she can complete the task?
Thinking of this, Zhou Xunran's heart skipped a beat, and for the first time in his life he felt nervous: so many people failed to get close to him, but this seemingly stupid little fish did it!
Only now did he realize the seriousness of the matter!
Perhaps, it was not the person who wanted to kill him who overestimated his own abilities, but himself.
Zhou Xunran lowered his eyes, took out his left hand from under the quilt, and revealed the Buddhist beads on his wrist so that she could see them.
He decided to drive her out of the palace as soon as possible after figuring out the relationship between Fozhu and her.
Sure enough, after seeing the Buddhist beads, Xiaoyu really became interested, "Prince, can I see your bracelet beads?"
Zhou Xunran took it off and handed it to her, staring at her closely.
Xiaoyu took it carefully and directly opened the middle of the Buddhist beads. After seeing the mark he had carved earlier, he stood up excitedly: "I was wondering why it looked so familiar, Prince, it turns out that my master's male disciple is you! So, I am still your senior sister!"
Zhou Xunran's ears hurt from her chattering, and he couldn't understand her words for a moment: "What are you talking about?"
Xiaoyu pointed at the two marks on the beads and said, "This is what I carved when I was making the beads. Look, does it look like a fish? Master said he would give it to a male disciple, so isn't that you?"
The development of the matter was somewhat beyond his expectations. This was the first time in recent years that he felt panicky.
Zhou Xunran asked in disbelief: "Who is your master?"
"I have realized the Master!"
Xiaoyu sat down, approached him and whispered, "Master never accepts disciples. He accepted us as his disciples secretly. Don't tell anyone else!"
After years of being immersed in the officialdom, Zhou Xunran had long developed the ability to hide his emotions. But now, the calm expression on his face began to crack. When Master Wu Le accepted him as his disciple, he did say that there was a female disciple, and that he would only accept them as a senior sister and a junior brother in this life.
Afterwards, the master never showed up again, and Zhou Xunran never heard any news about this senior sister again.
"you..."
Xiaoyu grabbed his hand and put the Buddhist beads on his wrist, acting like a senior sister. She patted his hand soothingly and said, "Don't worry, Junior Brother. I will definitely protect you well. No one can hurt you at all."
[That’s great! I finally found my junior fellow apprentice. This way, after a hundred years, I will be able to face my master. I want to cry so much, but no, I can’t lose face in front of my junior fellow apprentice! I’m the eldest senior sister! I can’t cry in front of my junior fellow apprentice! Hold it in!]
Zhou Xunran closed her eyes, not wanting to listen to the howling in her heart anymore, "Shut up, stop crying."
"I'm not crying, Junior Brother."
Zhou Xunran pleaded feebly: "Can you please stop calling me that?"
Xiaoyu refused righteously, "No, Junior Brother, I am your Senior Sister."
"I'm older than you."
After just two or three sentences, Xiaoyu seemed to have adapted to the senior sister's tone and began to teach him: "Seniority is not based on age, but on the time of entry."
[He doesn't even understand this, and he still wants to compete with me for the position of Senior Sister! Alas, Master loved drinking in his later years, and I guess I didn't teach him much. It seems that I will have to discipline my junior brother more in the future. ]
Zhou Xunran's heart beat faster due to her series of words.
He couldn't tell her to stop talking in her heart.
"How do you prove that you are the enlightened disciple of the master?"
Xiaoyu blinked her round eyes: "Master never told anyone that he accepted a disciple. Isn't it the best proof that I know Master? Besides, Master once said that I was his favorite female disciple. Didn't he ever mention me in front of you?"
Zhou Xunran thought to himself, you are his only female disciple, so of course you are his favorite female disciple. Can you believe this?
Seeing her hopeful eyes, Zhou Xunran replied coldly: "No."
Xiaoyu pouted in grievance: "Stinky old man, I made so many delicious foods for him in vain. Junior brother, you can't be as ungrateful as Master. You must listen to Senior Sister's words, understand?"
Zhou Xunran clenched his fists: "I've already told you that I'm not your junior fellow apprentice."
"Then give me back the Buddhist beads! I gave them to my master!" Xiaoyu said, trying to pull his hand away.
Zhou Xunran raised his hand to avoid it: "He gave this to me, what does it have to do with you!"
“I made the Buddhist beads!”
"How can you prove it?"
"Didn't I tell you that there's a little fish mark in the middle of the beads? I made it."
"Who knows if you made it up after seeing it?"
"You! Junior brother, you are too disobedient!"
Xiaoyu's eyes opened and closed, and the tears immediately dripped down her eye sockets. She cried with disappointment and sadness: "You don't know how difficult it is for me now, and you are still so disobedient! I don't care about you anymore!"
Xiaoyu stood up, wiped her tears with the back of her hand, and walked out with a pout.
She was so excited just now that she didn't understand clearly, but now she has come to her senses and feels that the two people's positions are opposite.
She is a killer, and he is her target, and also her junior fellow apprentice whom she has finally found. Xiaoyu finds herself in a dilemma. Go forward, continue the assassination? No, she cannot kill her junior fellow apprentice.
Should she back off and give up the assassination? No, that wouldn't work either. If she did that, she wouldn't be able to solve the problem. If she accepted the mission but failed, she would be sorry for the customer who paid her money. This was contrary to the education she had received since she was a child and was a question that touched her bottom line.
Xiaoyu walked to the door with grievance, and when he didn't try to stop her, she turned around and stared at Zhou Xunran in reproach: "Junior brother, how can you be so heartless? I did this for you."
"It's for my own good if you stop calling me junior brother." Zhou Xunran said weakly.
"Are you really going to betray your master?"
Zhou Xunran didn't want to continue to explain, "Since you said it's for my own good, then you should consider me in every way."
"That's natural."
"Just think about it. If people knew that I, the regent king, was called a junior by a 28-year-old girl, where would my dignity be? Who would listen to me in the future?"
Xiaoyu wanted to reject his words, but after thinking about it carefully, she felt that he was right.
[He manages so many people, it is not appropriate for him to listen to me in front of outsiders. As a senior sister, I cannot argue with my junior brother. How about I take a step back and become a junior sister? But if I continue like this, where will my authority be? ]
Xiaoyu looked at him and said, "So you admit that you are my junior fellow apprentice?"
"Okay, I admit it. I am the male disciple of Master Wu."
"That's my junior brother." Xiaoyu walked back to the bed with a smile, "Senior sister knows that you are a man and you care about face. Don't worry, senior sister will definitely give you face. How about this, when no one is around, you call me senior sister, and when there are people around, I call you Prince, how about that?"
Zhou Xunran frowned in worry and replied helplessly: "Okay."
Hooked!
Xiaoyu grinned and said, "It just so happens that there are only two of us here, brother and sister. Good brother, why don't you call me sister?"
Zhou Xunran looked at her, took a deep breath, and shouted out the window: "Lin Kun! Let me in!"
He used too much force, causing his chest to vibrate, causing Zhou Xunran to have difficulty breathing and cough twice.
When Lin Kun ran in, he saw Xiaoyu's hand on Zhou Xunran's neck. He immediately drew his sword and swung it at Xiaoyu: "Stop!"
They both raised their heads at the same time, with the same puzzled look in their eyes.
Xiaoyu immediately lowered her body and lay on Zhou Xunran's legs, trying to avoid Lin Kun's attack.
"Good Master...Good Prince, save me!"
She remembered the agreement between them not to call him "Junior Brother" in front of outsiders.
Seeing Zhou Xunran's warning look and Xiaoyu's ambiguous and extremely 'ambiguous' name, Lin Kun put away the knife in mid-air and looked at Zhou Xunran in confusion.
[Good Prince? It's only been a stick of incense, and their relationship has developed to this point? Is Prince pretending or is he really deceived by her? ]
Hearing Lin Kun actually say this in front of him, Zhou Xunran looked at him with dissatisfaction. Seeing that Lin Kun's lips did not move, Zhou Xunran immediately lowered his head to look at his wrist, only to find that the Buddhist beads were rubbed off by Xiaoyu's lying.
Zhou Xunran hurriedly picked up the Buddhist beads and put them on. He really didn't want to know what was in Lin Kun's mind at this moment.
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