"You even know this?"
Looking at her, Huo Wuyou had a more inquiring look in his eyes.
Xue Zhiyi remained calm: "After all, the Rong family is my relative. With this connection, I can probably find out more."
Huo Wuyou shook his head: "I guess you didn't find out this information using any legitimate means."
Hearing this, Xue Zhiyi was not annoyed, but simply said, "My Lord, you ask even though you already know the answer."
With a light laugh, Huo Wuyou said, "But you've got the wrong person. I only have a noble title, but I have no official position, let alone real power. I don't have the ability to kill people thousands of miles away."
"No." Xue Zhiyi looked at him firmly, "Your Majesty, it's OK."
After all, in his previous life, the evidence he used to slander Shen Chiyan was not easily obtained, so she concluded that Huo Wuyou must have his own way.
"Why do you think so?" Huo Wuyou asked her.
Xue Zhiyi looked at him with a sincere expression, "Because you are Lin'an Marquis Huo Wuyou, others think that the Marquis is a playboy, not interested in court, and has no ambition to make progress. But Zhiyi doesn't think so. The last time you saved me at the Dali Temple, it proves that the Marquis is also a kind person. He will definitely not tolerate evil people like Lu Yan to go unpunished."
"Using me again?" Huo Wuyou asked again, knowing the answer.
He half-closed his eyes and looked at Xue Zhiyi, only to see that Xue Zhiyi's eyes were full of admiration, as if these flattering words were all from the heart.
Seeing Huo Wuyou wanted to refuse, Xue Zhiyi quickly added: "Don't you want to see what will happen after Lu Yan's death?"
"But you..."
"Just think of it as repaying the favor you owe me, okay?"
Xue Zhiyi looked at him with great anticipation, which made Huo Wuyou's words linger in his throat for a while, and he never said them out loud.
He just stared at Xue Zhiyi without blinking, trying to see something in her eyes so as to find a reason for his refusal.
In the end, he sighed helplessly and stretched: "Actually, when you said you wanted to kill Lu Yan, I was relieved."
He looked at Xue Zhiyi and smiled slowly: "At least, it doesn't ask me to kill Lu Minchun or the Dali Temple Minister. Their mansions are much more difficult to break into than the Rong Mansion in Cenzhou."
Seeing Huo Wuyou agreed to this, Xue Zhiyi's brows relaxed: "Then I will wait for the good news from the Marquis."
Huo Wuyou lay down on the bamboo chair again, resting his head on his arms. The bamboo chair made pleasant creaking sounds under the warm sunshine.
"Don't worry, it will take at least seven days at the earliest."
Xue Zhiyi stood up and bowed politely: "Zhiyi is here, and it is not convenient for the Marquis to do anything, so I will take my leave first."
Huo Wuyou basked in the sun, rocking his bamboo chair nonchalantly, looking incredibly at ease. He tilted his face, the sunlight falling on his face turning his pupils light brown. "Then I'll be waiting for your good news, too."
After saying that, he closed his eyes, rested his mind, and said nothing more.
Xue Zhiyi also withdrew his gaze from his face, turned and left.
After everyone left, Huo Wuyou lazily called out, "Go geese!"
The guard who had just led Xue Zhiyi in walked up to Huo Wuyou and bowed, "What are your orders, Lord?"
Huo Wuyou did not open his eyes, but instead crossed his legs and swayed on the bamboo chair.
"Send a pigeon to inform the secret agents in Cenzhou that I have someone I want them to kill, the sooner the better."
…
Sure enough, seven days later.
Xue Zhiyi was sitting in front of the bed in Jiangxuexuan, lost in thought over a chess game, when suddenly a man climbed over the wall. The servants who were tending to the flowers and plants in the yard didn't have time to notice him before the man jumped over and entered the house through the window.
Xue Zhiyi was startled, but quickly calmed down: "Did the Marquis of Lin'an ask you to come?"
The man clasped his fists and said, "My Lord, please invite Miss Xue to Guanshan Teahouse for a chat."
I guess the murder of Lu Yan has come to fruition.
Xue Zhiyi asked him: "When?"
He said, "The Marquis is waiting for Miss Xue in the teahouse right now."
Xue Zhiyi nodded: "Okay, take me there."
"Yes." He bowed and said, "I'll be waiting for you at the back door of the Xue Mansion. Please hurry up, Miss Xue."
After saying that, before anyone could notice, he climbed over the courtyard wall and disappeared.
Xue Zhiyi thought to himself: Huo Wuyou's guards are so skilled, it shouldn't be difficult for them to kill Lu Yan.
She packed up quickly and went out with Qiuyun and Suyue.
…
Guanshan Teahouse.
Xue Zhiyi was taken to a quiet private room with elegant furnishings and the scent of agarwood.
As soon as I entered the room, I saw Huo Wuyou leaning on a low couch with his eyes closed, taking a nap, as relaxed and unrestrained as ever.
"Qiuyun Suyue, wait for me outside the door."
After saying that, he sat down alone in front of Huo Wuyou.
"I wonder if the Marquis is doing well."
Huo Wuyou finally opened his eyes in dissatisfaction. "How can you be like this? You didn't even say hello the moment you walked in, and you're only concerned about how I killed people. Am I your hired assassin?"
"..." Xue Zhiyi was silent for a moment, then put on a smile. "The Marquis is such a wise and powerful man. He worked so hard on this matter. How could it not succeed? I believe that if Lu Yan were still alive, he would feel honored to die at the hands of the Marquis."
"..." Huo Wuyou sat up: "Okay."
To go on would be a bit contrived.
He coughed lightly. "The Rong family hid Lu Yan in the cellar, and locked the door three times. It's obvious that staying at the Rong family wasn't Lu Yan's original intention. But the Rong family caught the fugitive, but didn't report the matter to Huajing. Instead, they carefully concealed it. It seems that they wanted to use Lu Yan to control Lu Minchun."
After saying this, he sighed with regret: "After all, it's just a county magistrate's mansion, and the defense is a bit weak. My people sneaked in and cut Lu Yan's neck. It wasn't until the next day that the people were dead and were discovered by the Rong family."
He sighed and shook his head: "If Lu Minchun knew that his youngest son died in the Rong family, I'm afraid he would travel thousands of miles to take the life of Rong County Magistrate."
After hearing this news, Xue Zhiyi's mood finally improved a lot: "Marquis Lin'an has worked hard, Zhiyi thanks the Marquis."
"Don't worry, thank you." Huo Wuyou smiled and said, "I still want to know what will happen after Lu Yan dies."
As he spoke, he stood up from the couch and sat down on the chair next to Xue Zhiyi.
His sudden approach made Xue Zhiyi feel a little uncomfortable.
Huo Wuyou said mysteriously, "I'm a bit anxious and want to know what happens next, so I chose this teahouse on purpose."
Looking at Huo Wuyou who was standing close to him, he smiled playfully, his bright eyes and brows were so beautiful that it was a little dazzling.
Xue Zhiyi sat up straight and leaned slightly to the side, silently keeping some distance from him.
Seeing Xue Zhiyi in a daze, Huo Wuyou's smile deepened. He whispered, "Tell me, if Lu Minchun, who is in the private room downstairs right now, knew that his son had died tragically, would he still have the heart to listen to music?"
Hearing this, Xue Zhiyi's eyebrows trembled, and he whispered in surprise: "Lu Minchun is downstairs?"
For some reason, he particularly liked to see some unexpected expressions on her face.
"Yeah, next, aren't you going to tell him about this?"
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