Chu Yan asked.
His handsome face with deep contours looked a little cold and stern under the sunlight.
"Your Majesty, please forgive me..."
Mo Feng and Mo Yu knelt down together.
At this time, Mo Yu said, "Your Highness, it was my mistake that allowed the assassin to escape. She suddenly said something to me, which distracted me and gave her the opportunity to escape."
Thinking of the situation at that time, Mo Yu reported the truth.
"What did you say?"
Chu Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.
"She said, Mo Yu, in the eighth or ninth year of Fengping, at the Dizang Temple outside the city, have you forgotten the kindness of those two sesame cakes?"
"What's the meaning?"
Chu Yan asked with a frown.
"Your Highness, in the eighth or ninth year of the Fengping era, I first met the Princess at the Dizang Temple outside the city. It was also where she gave me and my brother two sesame cakes. I will never forget this life-saving favor. So when the female assassin shouted this, I was stunned for a moment. How did she know my name and past experiences?"
This is also what Mo Yu has been confused about all the way.
Hearing this, Chu Yan narrowed his eyes suddenly.
"really?"
Chu Yan asked.
Mo Yu nodded, "I dare not deceive Your Highness."
"Go down and accept your punishment, and don't mention this to anyone else."
Chu Yan said.
After he finished speaking, he walked into the house with a serious face.
At this time, Qing Yunyao was leaning on the couch, her neck and arms were wrapped in gauze, her face was a little pale, and she felt a little nauseous and wanted to vomit because of the heavy punch to the head by the female assassin.
"Yue'er, how is it?"
Chu Yan looked at her pale face, his brows furrowed, his eyes full of coldness.
"Brother Ayan, that person is here to take my life. I don't know when I offended her, she... cough cough cough..."
Qing Yunyao bit her lip, tears filled her eyes, which were a little red, but she was stubborn and didn't let the tears fall.
Chu Yan looked at the bright yet pale face in front of him. He was dazed for a moment, but the next moment he was filled with murderous intent. "Don't worry, I have heard what Mo Feng and Mo Yu said. I will never let anyone who hurts you go. If Mo Feng and Mo Yu fail to protect you, I will also punish them."
Qing Yunyao's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes were full of emotion.
She also felt that Mo Feng and Mo Yu deserved to be punished for not even being able to stop an assassin. However, thinking of Qing Yue's relationship with the two guards, she suppressed her disgust and spoke again, "Brother Ayan, Mo Feng and Mo Yu have done their best. If they hadn't arrived to save me, I'm afraid I would have died. Please don't punish them."
Qing Yunyao looked at Chu Yan with a pleading look, her eyes filled with a bit of pleading and coquettishness. Looking at the face of his beloved woman in front of him, Chu Yan finally compromised and nodded, "Yeah.
"Brother Ayan, you are so kind."
Qing Yunyao said coquettishly, raised her hand and wanted to hug Chu Yan, but she hissed in pain because of the wound on her arm.
"Don't move."
Chu Yan held her down and continued, "Yue'er, do you still remember saving Mo Feng and Mo Yu at the Ksitigarbha Temple? Have you ever described the details of this incident to the people around you?"
Chu Yan asked.
Qing Yunyao's heart skipped a beat, and a flash of panic passed through her. Why did Brother Ayan suddenly ask this?
It was Qingyue who saved Mofeng and Moyu back then. Only she knew the details, so how could she describe them?
Fortunately, she had amnesia as a pretext, so she just shook her head and said, "Brother Ayan, you know there's something wrong with my memory. I only remember saving Mo Feng and Mo Yu, but I don't remember the details of what happened, and I've forgotten who I mentioned it to."
When Qing Yunyao said this, her face was full of disappointment, which made Chu Yan's heart ache. "It's Brother Yan's fault. I shouldn't have asked you."
"Brother Ayan, is there something wrong?"
"I suspect that the female assassin might be someone who knows you, or someone who was once your friend."
Qing Yunyao's pretty face was tense, and she suppressed the panic in her heart, "Why did Brother Ayan say that?"
Chu Yan then repeated Mo Yu's words.
But no one noticed that Qing Yunyao's pupils constricted, and her hands under the quilt were clenched tightly, her nails digging into the flesh. It was this little bit of pain that prevented her from revealing her true identity.
It’s Qingyue, it must be Qingyue!
She's still alive!
"Isn't it Qin Wan?"
Qing Yunyao lowered her eyelashes to hide the twinkle in her eyes and asked.
Chu Yan pursed his lips and said nothing, then listened to Qing Yunyao continue, "Brother Yan, I'm just guessing. After all, we have no evidence. I just heard that Qin Shuo's description of the assassin's clothing is the same. Could it be a coincidence?"
Qing Yunyao looked worried.
"How can there be so many coincidences in this world? Didn't they say that the female assassin was struck by Mo Yu's sword? Then I will go and investigate."
The next moment, Chu Yan's cold and indifferent voice sounded.
"Brother Chu Yan, are you going to the Sixth Prince's Mansion? I'll go with you!"
"You are injured, so don't bother yourself. Just rest at home."
Chu Yan frowned.
But Qing Yunyao had already stood up and put on her pink shoes studded with pearls. "No, Brother Ayan, I want to go with you. I want to hear what Qin Wan has to say in person. If she is really an assassin, I also want to ask her why she did this. After all, I have no grudge against her."
Qing Yunyao looked like she was suppressing her anger.
But no one knew that she was actually filled with hatred and anxiety. She had to see with her own eyes whether the assassin was Qin Wan. What exactly did she mean by the message "Falling Leaf Mountain Top" that she had asked someone to pass on? What did she know?
Chu Yan couldn't persuade her, so he frowned and said, "Okay, let's go together. Pay attention to your injuries, and let me know if you feel uncomfortable."
**
Qing Yue was seriously injured. The sharp sword pierced her shoulder blade. Although it was not fatal, it was extremely painful.
The blood almost dyed half of his shoulder red.
In order to avoid being tracked by Mo Yu, she ran into an alley as soon as she entered Changning Street. On the way, she saw clothes drying at someone's house, so she stole one and put it on to cover the bloodstains, then took a shortcut back to Prince Yu's Mansion.
After knocking on the door, the guard saw that it was her and was about to greet her, but Qing Yue had already raised her foot and left quickly.
The guard frowned, noticing that the princess looked incredibly pale, with beads of sweat covering her forehead. He then turned around and ran towards the front yard. Lord Zhong Wu had said that if the princess came back, he would be notified immediately.
At this moment, Qing Yuewan couldn't guess that Qing Yunyao would suspect her identity as an assassin. If she had known that Qin Shuo would bring her so much trouble, she should not have asked him to get out, but should have twisted his head directly.
Qingyue hurried back to her own courtyard. Xiangqin came to meet her and was about to speak when she saw at a glance that her princess was wearing an ill-fitting cotton shirt. But what shocked her even more was the bright red bloodstains showing through the wound on the shirt.
"Princess, you, you...are injured, bleeding..."
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