"Do you know how I grew up?"
"You said you were his captive killer."
"Yes, he has been keeping all 500 of us captive in a massive secret room for over a decade. That room alone can accommodate 500 people for living and training.
"There's a vast network of secret rooms and passages beneath the Marshal's Mansion, a vast tapestry of secrets that can't be matched by the secret rooms in the Crown Prince's Mansion. So don't try to steal his intelligence again. The Marshal's Mansion is so vast and deep that even if you find what you're looking for, you won't be able to find it."
Qian Yeming said in surprise: "He actually trained 500 killers like you?" 500 people... is almost the same number as his Anye.
Murong Xiao shook his head. "His plan is even bigger than yours. Those 500 women are just rough drafts. Do you know how we became daughters of the Murong family?"
Qian Yeming looked at Murong Xiao and asked, "The top five in the assessment?"
"That's probably the way it is."
"What do you mean by probably?"
"He spent a fortune training 500 of us assassins, not only teaching us how to kill and fight, but also teaching us court etiquette and the arts of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. He spent over a decade on us, but in the end, he let us kill each other. No matter what methods we used, only five of us remained."
"Stop talking." Qian Yeming hugged Murong Xiao in his arms. Only now did he understand why Murong Xiao hated the Marshal's Mansion so much. Even someone like him who walked on the edge of a knife was unwilling to face such an inhumane way of competition.
"Xiao'er, although I am imprisoned now, as long as I am alive, I will build a world for you. I also hope that you can regard the Prince's Mansion as your real home."
Murong Xiao felt warm in her heart, and she held his other hand and said, "Don't worry, you'll be fine. Even if you die, it will be a hundred years later. Also, you have to promise me not to do anything so dangerous until you are fully recovered, okay?"
"Okay. Let's talk about this after the poison in my body is completely eliminated."
Murong Xiao nodded in Qian Yeming's arms: "Actually, I think sometimes evidence and letters are not important at all. When we have the strength to compete with the enemy, even without those letters, we will still have ways to deal with them."
"Xiao'er is right."
"And don't worry, I had already bought a bomb among them when I left the Marshal's Mansion."
"What is a bomb?"
"...It's like fireworks, only more powerful than fireworks, enough to kill them when the time is up."
"..." Qian Yeming looked at Murong Xiao, feeling extremely emotional. Fortunately, this woman was his. Otherwise, anyone who became her enemy would be in real trouble.
***************Join Hands with Each Other********************
The rainy night was overcast and heavy rain was pouring down from the sky.
A spring rain brings warmth, an autumn rain brings cold. A sudden downpour at night swept away any remaining warmth from the day, and the people on that rainy night realized that summer had completely passed in Nanyue. While most of Kyushu entered winter, Nanyue had also entered autumn.
Inside the Marshal's Mansion, Murong Qingyu paced back and forth in the hall in an irritable mood. All the secret guards in the room lowered their heads, and no one dared to look up at the Marshal's face, which was almost moldy and black.
On the side, Mr. Jing, wearing a silver mask, stood upright with an extremely elegant posture, not at all affected by the Marshal's bad mood.
Behind Murong Qingyu, Murong Yan and Murong Meng also had serious expressions on their faces, each thinking about something.
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