Chapter 13 The Thirteenth Kill

Just when Xiaoyu was about to let go of the stone in his heart, he felt something was not right.

She couldn't go out for three months. Given Sixteenth Sister's temper, she definitely couldn't bear it.

She'll definitely think of another way!

If Sixteenth Sister were to break into the East Courtyard without permission and be caught by the guards, wouldn't I die even faster?

I still have to find a way to meet Sister Sixteen!

Xiaoyu withdrew her hand from pushing the door and walked towards the small kitchen.

Last time, I heard from Manager Zhu that his wife had a poor appetite due to pregnancy, and the duck with soy sauce she wanted to eat was a strong-flavored dish. Xiaoyu made some sour and spicy dishes, put them in a lunch box and went to the west courtyard.

Because the chief steward had taken away the bodies of Madam Yao and Madam Zhang early in the morning, almost everyone in the West Courtyard felt insecure. Now they were just doing their own work quietly and didn't even dare to say a word.

Xiaoyu handed the food box to Steward Zhu. When his eyes were narrowed with joy, Xiaoyu patted his head as if he had just remembered something: "Oh, look at my memory. The prince asked me to go to the study to find him, Steward Zhu, I'll leave first."

Manager Zhu looked at the food in the lunch box happily, and said without even raising his head: "Let's go."

After saying that, he whispered, "Be careful."

Xiaoyu nodded, turned around and walked quietly towards Yirenyuan.

After walking two steps, she looked back and saw that Manager Zhu had already left with the lunch box.

She knew that her little plan had been discovered by Manager Zhu, but he might not have made it clear because of the food box.

Xiaoyu thanked Director Zhu in her heart, avoided the crowd and pushed open the door of Yirenyuan.

There were no servants in the yard, so Xiaoyu easily entered the main room.

In the room, Sister Sixteen was sitting on the bed, holding a small round mirror in her left hand and a small cotton ball in her right hand, applying powder on her face.

Xiaoyu walked over and said, "Sixteen...Mrs. Cheng, why are you putting on makeup in bed?"

Mrs. Cheng kept moving her hands and looked at her sideways: "None of your business."

Xiaoyu approached the bed and smelled a strong scent of powder. She looked around and saw that the doors and windows of the room were closed and it was a little dark inside, making her vision a little blurry. "Mrs. Cheng, can I open the window?"

"Don't open it!" Mrs. Cheng yelled immediately. After she finished speaking, she realized that she had overreacted. She put down the mirror and looked a little sad. "Don't open it. That's it."

Xiaoyu was a little worried, "Mrs. Cheng, you..."

Madam Cheng sighed, "I feel sad for them. You don't know, when the three of us entered the palace, all the servants around us were left outside. The servants in the west courtyard treated us like nothing, and usually relied on the three of us talking to each other to get through the day. I am not familiar with them, and what I heard most is the deep sisterly love between the two of them. Now that I know that Madam Yao actually..., and thinking back to when we were solving the problem, I feel a little sad."

Xiaoyu thought, the time of Jieyoumen was so hard to endure, and it's not like she had never experienced sisters falling out with each other before, so there's nothing to be sad about. I guess what made Sixteenth Sister sad was what happened after she left Jieyoumen.

Xiaoyu moved a round stool and sat beside the bed: "Sixteenth sister, what happened after you left Jieyoumen? How did you end up as a killer?"

Mrs. Cheng no longer cared about her title.

Happiness flashed across her face, but it immediately turned into resentment. "My husband's family, we were supposed to live an ordinary and happy life, but one day, a man broke into our home and killed my husband, my parents-in-law, and even my baby. I will never forget his face in my life!"

The hatred on her face was almost gnashing, which caused a huge wave of turmoil in Xiaoyu's heart.

Xiaoyu reached out and held the back of Mrs. Cheng's hand that was hanging on the quilt.

Suddenly feeling the warmth of Xiaoyu's palm, Mrs. Cheng woke up from her memories. She pulled her hand back and hid under the quilt.

As she made this violent movement, a small white jade token fell from her arms and stopped in front of Xiaoyu.

Mrs. Cheng wanted to take the jade token away, but Xiaoyu snatched it away quickly.

It was not for any other reason, but because she had just seen this jade token last night. It was exactly the jade token of the leader of their Jieyou Sect.

The leader is an extremely mysterious person. Xiaoyu has been in Jieyou Sect for eight or nine years and has never seen him. She heard from the killers older than her that the leader never meets ordinary people like them, and only the top two or three hall masters in Jieyou Sect have seen the leader himself.

The owner of this jade plaque is the sect master, and seeing it is like seeing him in person. So when Xiaoyu saw the jade plaque last night, he recognized that the man in black was the sect master's.

Now the jade token is actually in the Sixteenth Sister's hand. Xiaoyu looked at the jade token, then raised her head to look at the Sixteenth Sister: "This?"

Mrs. Cheng said nothing.

Xiaoyu questioned, "So you were the one who came to see me last night, pretending to be the leader of the sect, asking me to give up on assassinating the prince and return to Jieyou Sect? Sixteenth sister, you knew that I couldn't complete the mission and that returning to Jieyou Sect would be a dead end, so why did you do this?"

Madam Cheng was stunned for a moment, then understood what she meant. She did not refute her, but sneered, "Of course I don't want you to take away my credit. If you can't complete the task and go back, you will die. If I can't complete the task and go back, will I have a chance to live? Only one of us can survive. I want to avenge my husband and my child. I must survive."

Xiaoyu choked up, "Then you're just going to let me die?"

"What else? Is there a better solution?" Mrs. Cheng asked back.

Xiaoyu took a breath and suppressed the sadness in her heart.

Mrs. Cheng didn't want to say anything more to her. "Go away. Just pretend you haven't been here today. Don't blame me for being rude if I hear you call me 'Sixteenth Sister' again."

Xiaoyu stood up suddenly and left without looking back.

Looking at her back, Mrs. Cheng seemed to be deflated and leaned limply against the bedpost.

Xiaoyu closed the door forcefully and carefully. Mrs. Cheng thought to herself that she had treated her so well, yet she didn't even dare to slam the door shut. She didn't know what to say to her.

Her fingertips touched the jade token that Xiaoyu had thrown onto the quilt. Madam Cheng lowered her eyes and fumbled with it. She had originally intended to use this jade token to impersonate the sect master and pass on orders, but now she had done something wrong. But it didn't matter. In the end, it had stirred up the relationship between Xiaoyu and the Regent King. It was all the same.

But before he died, he was still plotting against Xiaoyu. Was it a bit too much for her?

As soon as the thought came to her mind, Mrs. Cheng felt a fishy and sweet taste in her throat. She leaned her head forward and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

Forget it, the world has its own rules. Meeting her is just bad luck for Xiaoyu.

The tightly closed door was pushed open again, and the person who came in was seen. His legs were broken and trembling under the quilt. Madam Cheng hid the jade token, tried her best to suppress her trembling body, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, her eyes became cold, and she lowered her voice: "Guard Zhou."

Zhou Yi threw the wooden box in his hand in front of her bed.

The wooden box was opened, and a round, bleeding head rolled out from inside.

Her head finally stopped at her bed, and that face, the vicious and ugly face that she would never forget, appeared before her.

The great revenge was achieved. According to their agreement, Madam Cheng took off the silver hairpin on her head and said to Zhou Yi: "Your Majesty, I will repay you in my next life."

After she finished speaking, she took the silver hairpin and thrust it hard into her neck.

Zhou Yi had a blank expression on his face. When the blood from her neck stopped flowing, he stepped forward and felt Mrs. Cheng's pulse with his index finger. After making sure that she was dead, he turned and left the room.

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Xiaoyu took big steps and did not stop even after leaving Yiren Courtyard.

She thought that she and the Sixteenth Sister still had a past relationship and could discuss things with each other. She didn't expect that she was so ruthless that she pretended to be the leader of the sect and asked her to give up her mission and return to the Jieyou Sect to die.

It's a pity that I'm still trying to protect her!

As they walked, Xiaoyu's anger began to subside. The sect leader was fake, which meant that the cancellation of the mission was also fake. He still had to assassinate his fellow apprentice.

A white happy scene.

Even when he entered Qingwu Courtyard, Xiaoyu still looked very lonely.

She was afraid that her junior fellow apprentice would notice, so before entering the room, she rubbed her face vigorously until her cheeks felt hot and burning. Only then did Xiaoyu stop and enter the room.

"Brother, I'm back."

Zhou Xunran was reading a report sent from outside. Hearing this, he did not raise his head and said, "Yes."

On the table next to him, the basil and salted pork porridge that Xiaoyu brought was half left. Xiaoyu tapped the table with her finger, attracting his attention, and asked, "Why didn't you finish it?"

Zhou Xunran said: "I have eaten a lot compared to usual."

"But I saw Chef Zhang at the door, and he said you didn't eat a single bite of the breakfast that was sent from the kitchen."

Few people dared to talk so passionately in front of him, so Zhou Xunran didn't get angry: "I encountered some troubles this morning, so my appetite was a little reduced."

Xiaoyu was holding the bowl of soup, which was already cold. His junior brother was too weak to eat cold food.

She asked casually, "What's bothering you?"

Zhou Xunran explained: "The left minister had his head chopped off in the middle of the night, and the people from the Privy Council came to me early in the morning to ask for justice. The quarrel gave me a headache."

Xiaoyu was not familiar with the court officials, so he asked, "Is he a high-ranking official that you are so worried?"

Zhou Xunran nodded: "Very big."

"Okay." Xiaoyu held the bowl and said, "Are you hungry now? How about I go to the kitchen and make some cakes."

Zhou Xunran shook his head and refused: "No, Minglu is making medicine for me. You know, after drinking that big bowl of medicine, how can I eat anything else?"

Xiaoyu had seen his medicine before, it smelled fishy, ​​bitter and pungent, and he didn't know what the prescription was.

As they were talking, Zhou Yi walked in from outside: "My Lord, the matter is done."

Zhou Xunran nodded: "Thank you for your hard work, go back and have a rest."

Zhou Yi turned around and was about to leave, but Xiaoyu sniffed and walked towards him: "Guardian Zhou, what's that smell on you?"

Zhou Yi's brows twitched, he lowered his head and sniffed his sleeve, then smiled and said, "No."

"What's not there? It's obviously there." He stepped back, and Xiaoyu stepped forward. After smelling it, he jokingly said, "It smells like powder and blood. Tell me the truth, Guard Zhou, did you do something bad secretly?"

Zhou Yi scratched his head, "This..."

Zhou Xunran called her back: "Don't make it difficult for him."

Xiaoyu stuck out her tongue and said, "I didn't make it difficult for him. I am most familiar with this taste."

[In the past, the killer sisters in the "Solution of Worry" all smelled like this. 】

While her attention was not on him, Zhou Yi lowered his head and sneaked out.

Zhou Xunran retracted his warning gaze from Zhou Yi, looked at Xiaoyu, and asked meaningfully, "You are most familiar with it? Then tell me why you are most familiar with this smell?"

Xiaoyu's heart skipped a beat.

Wrong words.