Chapter 43 It turns out that the princess is the hunter
The door of the dilapidated temple was thrown open, and the second wave of assassins broke through the wooden door and slipped in.
The knife light cut through her scattered hair, but turned sharply again the moment it touched her skin.
The black-clad man's pupils suddenly shrank behind his face mask, and he retracted his movements too quickly, bumping into his companion's blade.
Seeing that they didn't dare to hurt her, Chu Yangyang suddenly rushed forward bravely and grabbed the wrist of a man in black.
The man in black didn't expect her to catch him, and was suddenly at a loss. For a moment, the two of them were in a stalemate.
Chu Yangyang angrily asked, "Who sent you to frame me and my father?"
The man in black was startled for a moment, then reacted and lowered his voice so that the entire dilapidated temple could hear it clearly, "The Prime Minister ordered us to silence the witnesses, but we must not harm the young lady!"
Luo Xifeng's laughter, mixed with the smell of blood, drifted over, "So the princess is the hunter."
The broken jade fan in his hand suddenly clamped down on the black-clad man's throat, while his other hand precisely held down Chu Yangyang. "Who are you two planning to perform this scene for?"
Seeing this, another assassin suddenly rushed towards Zhao Yi on the cart and slashed Zhao Yi's neck with his long knife.
Luo Xifeng's pupils suddenly shrank, and a silver needle shot out through the air, instantly sealing the assassin's crown. However, he staggered and crashed into the charred beam with Chu Yangyang.
Chu Yangyang's head hit the charred wood, and the fishy and sweet smell of blood made her eyes go black.
Amid the ringing in her ears, she saw the last man in black moving towards the door along the wall. He was the one who had just called "Prime Minister".
"Catch him, don't let him go!" She choked on a mouthful of blood foam as soon as she opened her mouth.
Luo Xifeng's wide sleeves fluttered, and three silver needles suddenly pierced into the black-clothed man's knees.
The man fell to the ground, and then wanted to stand up and fight back, but was stabbed in the knee and fell to the ground again.
"Well acted." Luo Xifeng lifted the black-clad man's chin with his folding fan. The firelight illuminated his neck. The spot where the Secret Guard's mark should have been was smooth as new. "The green aphid pattern is embroidered quite realistically, but it's a pity that the stitches are too dense."
His fingertips brushed the assassin's cuffs, and a strand of the gold thread clearly broke.
A flash of cold light appeared.
The assassin suddenly bit open the poison sac in his mouth, and he spurted out a large mouthful of poisonous blood. Luo Xifeng pulled Chu Yangyang away from the splattering poisonous blood with his backhand.
Purple-black liquid splashed onto the hem of her skirt, corroding dense holes.
"This poison is corrosive." Luo Xifeng's voice was gentle but sharp, but he held her wrist steady as a rock.
He used a silver needle to pry open the assassin's teeth, then sniffed the remaining venom. "It's Dissolving Powder. It's often used in torture by the Ministry of Justice."
The torches crackled.
"Were these assassins sent by government officials?" Chu Yangyang felt that this matter was increasingly strange.
"Hehe, isn't the Prime Minister someone from the government?" Luo Xifeng's suspicion of Chu Yangyang did not diminish in the slightest.
Luo Xifeng stared at the winding bloodstains on her collar, and the scars on her wrists were faintly visible.
When she handed me the medicine bowl last night, the scars from where her sleeves slipped down were also a mixture of old and new.
"The princess is so cruel to herself in order to find a glimmer of hope." He suddenly grabbed her wrist and pressed his fingertips on her beating pulse.
Chu Yangyang instinctively retracted her hand, but he pressed it down on the altar with even greater force. "I wonder if the princess was just as ruthless when she killed someone to silence them?"
Chu Yangyang's wrist trembled slightly in Luo Xifeng's palm, and the incense ash on the altar was all over her cuffs.
She felt a little pain and glared at him, "Luo Xifeng, don't make rash judgments before you figure out the truth!"
Luo Xifeng sneered and was about to speak when the dilapidated wooden door of the dilapidated temple shook violently again, and the night wind blew in with her flying skirt.
Xiao Renyu ran in quickly, holding the hilt of his sword, followed by two guards. When she saw them, a perfect look of surprise appeared on her face. "Brother Xifeng, are you hurt?"
She deliberately raised the torch half an inch, and the warm light just enough to cover Chu Yangyang's loose collar. "Are you...interrogating the princess?"
Seeing who was coming, Luo Xifeng paused in withdrawing the silver needle, and used his wide sleeves to cover the scar on Chu Yangyang's wrist, "We are fine."
He glanced at the sword in Xiao Renyu's hand, but his fingertips pulled Chu Yangyang behind him, "Why is Miss Xiao here?"
This protective attitude made Xiao Renyu feel bitter in his throat, and there was a hint of resentment in his eyes when he looked at Chu Yangyang.
Chu Yangyang saw the look in her eyes and exclaimed in her heart, what kind of ridiculous operation is this.
Why do I always go against the main quest?
Doesn’t the original book say that Luo Xifeng and Xiao Renyu are in love with each other and support each other?
Why is she now like a rat in shit, always stirring up shit at inopportune times?
Chu Yangyang walked out from behind Luo Xifeng, carefully avoiding the long sword in Xiao Renyu's hand, "Sister Renyu, I'm glad you're here. Luo Xifeng is indeed injured. Come and see him."
She took the initiative to hold Luo Xifeng's hand and wanted to put it in Xiao Renyu's palm.
Luo Xifeng was about to pull his arm away when Xiao Renyu suddenly fell into Luo Xifeng's arms, and his blood-stained sleeve just brushed past Luo Xifeng's eyes.
Her fingertips, gripping the half-gilded token, trembled. Blood seeping from the wound stained the relief of the character "Jing" red. "Just now, I encountered two assassins outside heading this way. After we fought them, I unexpectedly found this item on one of them!"
Luo Xifeng leaned on Xiao Renyu's waist, looked down at the token, and seemed to be thinking about something.
Xiao Renyu leaned closer to Luo Xifeng's neck, his voice muffled in his chest, "Brother Xifeng, my chest hurts."
She touched her right breast and could vaguely see blood seeping out, soaking her moon-white skirt and blouse.
Seeing this, Chu Yangyang quickly said, "Sister Renyu is seriously injured. Lord Luo should take care of her personally."
As she spoke, she took a half step back and slowly moved her heels towards the threshold.
The night wind blew in damp mist, making her loose clothes rustle.
Luo Xifeng tilted his head, the firelight reflecting his angular jaw, and the silver needles on his fingertips shone coldly, "Is the princess planning to flee for fear of punishment?"
Chu Yangyang paused, then gave a sudden smirk and said, "Lord Luo, look at you, you're always so suspicious. It's not good for your health if you keep wasting your time like this."
Luo Xifeng turned his head to look at her, a cold glint flashing in his sharp eyes, "Come here."
"I don't."
Chu Yangyang sternly refused. She was determined not to disrupt the main plot anymore.
Luo Xifeng suddenly took a step back, away from Xiao Renyu.
Xiao Renyu lost his support and staggered, but fortunately he held onto the incense table to avoid falling.
She watched Luo Xifeng glance at her with disdain and walk towards Chu Yangyang, her palms clenched into fists.
Xiao Renyu suddenly stepped forward and grabbed his sleeve. The blood-stained token clanged to the ground. "Brother Xifeng, I just heard those assassins say...that it was ordered by King Jing..."
Her voice grew weaker and weaker, and she wanted to lean towards his shoulder again.
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