Kill me if you can (17)

Although Murong Jin admired his capable assistant, he was a man, so how could he have fantasies about a man? Moreover, he was a prince, and even if he loved someone, he could not regard her as more important than his own life.

Apparently someone had set a trap in the village, but it was unknown when the trap would appear. As a disciple of Qianji Pavilion, Yun Sheng naturally knew more about the matter than he did.

"If Brother Mo doesn't mind, I won't say anything more." Murong Jin thought Yun Sheng just wanted to take him in temporarily. He handed him over to him. At worst, he could find a way to get him back after returning to Beijing. "Don't forget your promise. You must ensure that I return to Beijing safely."

Yun Sheng closed her eyes in disgust. She didn't know if that idiot would cry pitifully if she heard that she was betrayed by the master she served wholeheartedly.

"nature."

The two who had reached an agreement in secret finally caught up with Shen Tang and the hunter's wife and walked into the deep alley. They turned several corners before reaching the end of the alley. At the end of the alley was a run-down hut. If you didn't know, you would think it was a place where no one lived.

The woman shook her clenched hands, and finally stretched out one hand and patted the dilapidated door.

This time, someone came out of the house very quickly. It was a young girl. When she saw the hunter's wife, her eyes flickered for a moment, then she smiled and led the person into the house in a natural and casual manner.

"You are here to look for Liu Han, right? He is still resting in the house."

Shen Tang frowned, "Who is this..."

The hunter's wife quickly explained, "This is the village chief's daughter. My nephew has a very good relationship with her."

"So that's how it is," Shen Tang said, but her eyes kept looking at the woman in front of her. The woman from this run-down family looked so good. She saw her slender fingers and delicate skin. She didn't look like a village girl, but more like a lady from an official family in the city.

It seems that this woman brought them here under someone's instructions.

"Liu Han is feeling a little unwell. You may as well come in with me and rest for a while. I heard that you all must be exhausted after coming all the way from the capital. It just so happens that I have a few empty rooms with mattresses laid out. You may as well go in and rest first."

As she said that, the woman pulled up Murong Jin's sleeve, stared at his face, and pulled him into a room. After leading him in, she took Shen Tang and Yun Sheng into two other rooms. Before entering the room, Shen Tang paid special attention to the room Murong Jin entered. If she guessed correctly, the woman was not coming for her, but for Murong Jin. As for the purpose, it would take some time to know.

When the hunter's wife saw everyone enter the house, she relaxed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Without even saying goodbye to them, she hurriedly left the hut alone.

"Little Lucky Bag, you said that Murong Jin is a very lucky person in the plot. If someone really wants to assassinate him, it won't be that easy, right?" Besides, Murong Jin's guards are loyal and staying in the dark, so there's no way they'll get into trouble, right?

Not long after, there was a knock on the door. "Sir, I've brought a bowl of hot soup and left it at the door. Please bring it in and drink it quickly. Don't let the soup get cold!"

Shen Tang opened the door and found that there was indeed a bowl of soup at the door. Feeling a little strange for a moment, he brought the soup into the house and sniffed the smell of the soup.

"I guess this soup contains some anesthetics." Shen Tang had been in the medicine room for quite some time, so she could still recognize the smell of anesthetics. She picked up the soup and walked towards the potted plants in the house, pouring all the soup into the potted plants.

Is that woman so impatient to take action?

Before Shen Tang could complain, Little Fortune Bag suddenly spoke up, "But host, that woman also gave soup to Murong Jin and the male lead, and it seems that both of them drank it!"

Shen Tang couldn't help but laugh when she heard the news. Are these two people stupid? They are usually so honest. This time, a beautiful girl came up and they eagerly went up to drink her soup! No, she had to go to Murong Jin to watch over her. If anything happened to the Third Prince, her mission would be ruined.

"Host, aren't you going to go see the male protagonist?" Little Lucky Bag couldn't help but ask in a low voice when he saw Shen Tang sneakily open the door and walk towards Murong Jin's room.

"Yun Sheng? If anyone dares to touch that murderous devil, the person will probably fall to the ground before the blades even touch each other, right?" She muttered, but she still secretly took a look inside Yun Sheng's room when passing by. Well, the person in white clothes on the bed was snoring loudly, so it was estimated that nothing serious would happen. She quickly closed the door again and turned to Murong Jin's room.

"Your Highness, I'm sorry to bother you," Shen Tang said as he quietly walked into the room. The curtain beside the couch was drawn tightly, allowing Shen Tang to see only the hands that were exposed outside.

She walked to the couch, reached out to put the man's hand back, muttering to herself.

Murong Jin is really bold, he can drink a stranger's soup and sleep so soundly. Shen Tang thought, and was about to grab the man's hand, but the next second his wrist was clamped, and he was forcibly dragged to the head of the bed. Shen Tang hurriedly broke away the other's hand and took a few steps back.

"Haha, I was thinking of catching the prince, but I didn't expect a tender young man to slip in." The curtain was suddenly pulled open, and a strange face appeared in Shen Tang's sight. She was so scared that she kicked the strange man in the crotch and grabbed a broom beside her as a defensive tool.

She was shocked. Are all the assassins here so shocking in their killing methods? She really thought that the person lying on the bed was Murong Jin, so she wanted to put her hand back. But it turned out that the person lying behind the curtain was a strange man. But Murong Jin was not in this room, so where did he go?

Before Shen Tang had time to think, the big man had already picked up the knife and chopped at her, "You little bastard, you dare to kick my vitals, I'll chop you to death!"

"Hit her to death. Do you have my permission?" A cold voice suddenly came from behind Shen Tang, and a flute steadily knocked away the falling knife.

"It's you? Why are you here? Aren't you supposed to..." be sleeping in the next room?

Shen Tang looked at him again and found that he had already changed into Murong Jin's outer clothes. So, the person she saw sleeping soundly just now was the real Murong Jin? What was going on? Didn't Xiao Fukudai say that the male protagonist and Murong Jin both drank the drugged soup?

Shen Tang tried to get things clear with Xiao Fudai, but found that Xiao Fudai was pretending to be dead again. He could only grit his teeth and focus on the business at hand.

"Who are you?" The big man's hand holding the knife was numbed by the flute, and he looked at the man who suddenly appeared in front of him with vigilance. Soon, he raised the knife again and chopped towards Yun Sheng's face. With this outfit, it is estimated that he is the prince, but I didn't expect that the prince is blind. He just stepped forward and killed the royal family!

The man who was wielding a large knife and slashing at Yun Sheng had a ferocious look on his face, "I'm going to kill you first, then I'm going to take this tender young man back and sell him to that brothel to make some money!"

Yun Sheng's dark eyes stared at the big man who rushed over recklessly. His hand holding the bone needle was a little itchy. He was really brave to covet his people. However, this was a good opportunity.

The flute in his hand seemed to come alive and could easily block the man's attack. However, Shen Tang found that the force of the resistance was getting weaker and weaker, just like Yun Sheng's strength was dissipating bit by bit.

Could it be that Yun Sheng was indeed hit by the drug, but the assassin's physical fitness was better than that of ordinary people, so the effect of the drug took longer to take effect?

"What's wrong with you?" After a few moves, Shen Tang anxiously stabilized Yun Sheng's arm. But just as she did it, the man's body pressed heavily on her, and his hot breath splashed on her face. Shen Tang was so anxious that she had to reach out and touch the other's forehead.

Why is it so hot? Has this guy really fallen for it?

Yun Sheng changed his usual gloomy look and put his cheek against the side of Shen Tang's face. He rubbed against it like a puppy, "I feel so dizzy and uncomfortable."

The big man naturally saw the situation in front of him, and he chopped with the sword in his hand more and more vigorously, "So it's Chinese medicine, I almost got fooled by you, I'll chop you into pieces and feed you to the dogs today!"

"Get out quickly, I can handle it here," Yun Sheng staggered back to his feet, and while struggling to block the opponent's attack, he pushed the man out. Beads of sweat kept dripping from his forehead, so he cut a bloody wound on his arm to keep himself awake.

"You still want to save people? I think you can't save yourself." The big man laughed, and while Yun Sheng was pushing Shen Tang, he slashed at his back with the big knife in his hand. The blade made a sound when it pierced into the flesh, but the person who was injured by the knife was not Yun Sheng.

"What's wrong with you?" The man was holding the thin man in his arms, he was stunned. He had just pretended to be unconscious to see what the man would do, but he didn't expect that the man would actually block his attack. At the same time, several images flashed through his mind, and a familiar figure in the image gradually overlapped with the person in front of him, which made him freeze in his tracks.

When the big man swung his knife at her, Shen Tang hurried forward and hugged Yun Sheng's waist tightly, and the knife naturally fell on her back. Shen Tang trembled with pain, and the hand holding Yun Sheng's waist tightened unconsciously.

The mission can be postponed, but the hero cannot die! Shen Tang raised her pale face and glanced at Yun Sheng. It's good that she's fine. It's good that she's fine. The pain in her back kept coming and going. Shen Tang hadn't asked Xiao Fudai for pain-blocking medicine. The heavy knife in her back made her faint from the pain.

Yun Sheng held the unconscious person in his arms, his hands were filled with some sticky liquid, which was the blood from the girl's back. He slowly carried the person to a bench nearby, and gently stroked Shen Tang's face with his bloody fingertips. He looked at that face and wanted to cry, but in the end he did not cry out loud, and gently touched the back of the girl's hand with his lips.

"This time, I'll assume that you chose me."