Chapter 260 A Glimmer of Hope That Had Never Been Used on Himself
Inside the Six Doors, the strong wind had just passed.
Li Jin, dressed in a light gold outfit, stood motionless.
He covered his chest with his left hand, a gleaming throwing knife between his fingers.
Jin Shu, who had been pulled behind him, saw Song Zhen's pale face and hurriedly took two steps forward, her eyes immediately meeting the throwing knife in Li Jin's chest.
It is in the exact same position as Yan Zhao.
This woman, who was usually calm and collected, trembled slightly with her lips. She glanced at Li Jin with an indifferent expression, raised her hand to support his shoulder, and said softly, "Your Highness, please sit down. I will go find Imperial Physician Qiao right away."
She was extremely restrained, but the hand that was supporting Li Jin trembled noticeably on his shoulder.
Glancing at Jin Shu's feignedly relaxed demeanor, Li Jin raised an eyebrow slightly.
This scene confused Song Zhen, who was standing to the side. He lowered his eyes, turned around and glanced at the one that had fallen to the ground, and then looked at the one in Li Jin's hand.
After roughly comparing the length and shape in her mind, Song Zhen frowned, then looked at Jin Shu and shook her head: "This knife is poisoned."
Upon hearing this, Jin Shu paused for a moment, and her lips, which had been trembling just now, managed to form a slight smile: "I'll go right away."
The moment she let go, Li Jin grabbed her wrist with his other hand.
Their eyes met, and Song Zhen wisely turned around, took two steps forward, picked up the throwing knife and black fan from the ground, and tidied them up in her hands.
Behind him, Li Jin glanced at Jin Shu's face and chuckled, "Are you worried about me?"
Jin Shu was speechless, staring blankly at him.
Normally, a young woman who sees this scene would either burst into tears or feel guilty and want to make amends.
But because of Li Jin's words, Jin Shu's trembling hands immediately steadied.
She squinted slightly and carefully examined his hand and the knife.
Clean, shiny, not a drop of blood was visible.
Jin Shu looked up at Li Jin's smiling face and clicked her tongue. "Yes, I'm extremely worried." She exhaled through her nose. "This month's salary hasn't been paid yet, and the rewards from His Majesty are still being withheld at the Prince's residence. If the Prince were to die, could he settle the money while he's still lucid?"
Extremely quiet.
The smile on Li Jin's face eventually turned into an expression of "as expected of you," while her eyes twitched with disdain.
“Ms. Jin, you are the top female official of the Great Wei Dynasty, a fourth-rank official, a highly sought-after coroner.” He raised his hand and gestured up and down her shoulder. “You need to broaden your horizons!”
After saying that, he removed his hand from his chest, pulled out the throwing knife from his fingertips, and weighed it in his hand for a few moments.
It really is poisonous.
"No one who knows martial arts can be by the Crown Prince's side." Song Zhen held another fan and handed it back to Li Jin. "Therefore, I, Song, am ruthless."
He took the throwing knives from Li Jin's hand, pinched them together, raised them towards the sunlight, and rotated his wrists to observe the changes in color.
The originally gleaming blade, at a huge angle, faintly emitted a milky white layer, like a thin film covering it.
Song Zhen pulled out a handkerchief, placed the knife inside, and calmly said, "It's a fatal blow."
After saying that, he presented the knife to Li Jin.
Seeing his confidence, Li Jin didn't take the knife, but asked another question: "Does this throwing knife look familiar to Young Master Song?"
Song Zhen nodded, but said nothing.
With just one glance, Li Jin understood.
"Your Highness should check if there are any cuts or scrapes on your chest." Seeing that he wouldn't take it, Song Zhen wrapped the throwing knife up himself and put it in his pocket.
Upon hearing this, Li Jincai raised his hand and wiped his chest.
The throwing knife pierced his heart, leaving small holes in the center.
His fingers traced the brocade-patterned purse, and a look of surprise flashed across his face.
Li Jin turned her head and glanced at Jin Shu beside her.
He spoke calmly, "Didn't we say we were going to invite Imperial Physician Qiao?"
Jin Shu paused, "Aren't you alright?"
"Go quickly." He smiled faintly. "Zhou Zheng and Shen Wen might still need it later."
Upon hearing this, Jin Shu pursed her lips, glanced at Song Zhen again, and after a long while said "Oh," she turned around and walked cautiously towards the gate.
Once Jin Shu had disappeared from sight, Li Jin opened his robe and took out the brocade-patterned purse from his bosom.
"...Your Highness's luck is indeed very good." Song Zhen, who knew everything, smiled faintly. "That second cut should have been a sure thing."
Li Jin didn't look at him, but simply nodded: "It was a critical moment, there was no choice."
The throwing knife's trajectory was extremely tricky, clearly indicating a master of concealed weapons.
The first strike was aimed directly at Song Zhen. After that, he accurately predicted Li Jin's movements and body shape before delivering the second strike.
Li Jin, who had already thrown out the black fan to save Song Zhen, should have been able to hit her target.
Even if he adjusted his posture, his range of motion was extremely limited because Jin Shu was behind him.
Meanwhile, Lian Shui, who threw the flying knife from the shadows, was betting that Li Jin would take the blow himself.
Before her, Song Zhen looked at the purse in Li Jin's hand and nodded without saying a word.
On the black purse with its subtle patterns, a crooked gold character for "brocade" is embroidered.
Li Jin looked at it from the other side, then took it in his hand and squeezed it hard twice. Sure enough, he felt an unusual, protruding hard lump.
Originally, this unfinished purse had a piece of cardboard clipped to one side, which was quite unusual.
But he didn't care, thinking that Jin Shu's embroidery was so "devastating" that it was no surprise that a piece of cardboard got stuck.
But now...
He took out the inside of the purse, looked at the small hole pierced by the throwing knife, and tore it open by pulling it a few times.
There was indeed a piece of cardboard inside, and on the cardboard, the coin that could save her from death was firmly fixed to it with needle and thread.
In the courtyard, the clouds and mist dispersed, and beams of light shone down from the sky that had been gloomy for several days.
The melting snow turned into water, dripping from the eaves and making a dripping sound.
Li Jin glanced at the copper coin that granted him immunity from death, which he had searched all over Jin Shu's courtyard but could not find. His face seemed calm and composed, but inside, a storm was brewing.
From the very beginning, this woman had no intention of using this "life-saving" opportunity on herself.
Even when the moment of triumph and defeat had arrived in the grand hall, even when the crime of deceiving the emperor had put her to death, she remained silent and did not utter a single word about the coin.
It turns out that she had given this one and only chance to Li Jin in such a discreet way.
Under the sunlight, Li Jin took a deep breath, looked up, and gazed at Song Zhen beside him.
"I will take care of the business deal that Young Master Song just mentioned." He smiled slightly.
Glancing at Li Jin's face, Song Zhen pursed her lips, cupped her hands, and said, "Thank you, Your Highness."
“But…” Li Jin clenched the purse in his hand tightly, “I would like to trouble Young Master Song to stay in the dungeon of the Six Doors for a few days as well.”
Upon hearing this, Song Zhen chuckled.
A cold wind blew by, brushing against the two strands of hair at his temples. Song Zhen nodded and handed the last chess piece in his hand to Li Jin.
"Your Highness, you can use a single move to force Li Jing into a dead end."
He said, "The Grand Tutor's eldest daughter, Su Wanying."
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