The night was as black as ink.
Mu Chenshuang followed the two to a villa in the suburbs. The villa was heavily guarded, and the guards outside the gate were not from the palace.
However, it is still certain that the Night Assassins are working for people in the imperial court.
Mu Chenshuang stood in the shadows and observed for a while before turning to leave. Just then, she felt a presence behind her. As she prepared to draw her sword, someone suddenly grabbed the back of her hand, stopping her from doing so.
"It's me."
Mu Chenshuang was startled and turned around to see Feng Ji standing behind her. He was dressed in dark, tight-fitting clothes, and his handsome features appeared particularly blurry in the darkness.
Mu Chenshuang stopped in her tracks, completely unaware that Feng Ji had appeared behind her.
Feng Ji withdrew his hand and asked, "Is Princess Weiyang injured?"
Mu Chenshuang shook her head. "I'm fine."
"That's good. Princess Weiyang, come with me. This is not the place to talk."
Mu Chenshuang nodded.
The two quickly disappeared into the darkness.
Mu Chenshuang followed Feng Ji back to a relatively secluded house in the city.
Feng Ji gestured for her to sit down.
"Thank you for your help, Prince Xiaoyao. I wonder if you have found my people?"
Feng Ji poured her a glass of warm water. "Drink some hot water to warm yourself up."
"You can rest assured for now, they are safe. My people are keeping an eye on them. However, the other side must have a purpose in kidnapping your people. What did they want to see you for tonight?" Feng Ji asked.
Mu Chenshuang didn't hide anything, "They want a sword called Blackblade."
This is enough to show that she has been completely targeted, and it's unknown what Qi Ye's current situation is.
Feng Ji's expression remained unchanged, the flickering candlelight casting shadows on his face, making it difficult to discern much emotion. "If I remember correctly, the person wielding the black blade is Qi Qingye, the chief of the Dark Night organization. However, I heard that he betrayed the organization and is being hunted down by assassins."
Mu Chenshuang was silent. As an assassin, betraying the organization meant losing its protection. He would carry countless enemies on his shoulders, making his survival extremely difficult.
But fate decreed that she would save him.
Mu Chenshuang looked at Feng Ji, her eyes dark, "Isn't the Carefree King curious why they think the Black Blade is in my hands?"
Feng Ji looked at Mu Chenshuang with his deep, dark eyes. "If Princess Weiyang is willing to tell me, I am all ears."
Mu Chenshuang looked at him.
He then withdrew his gaze and slowly said, "Why don't we talk about Qi Ye with the Prince of Xiaoyao first?"
"Please speak, Princess Weiyang."
"I rescued Qiye in a dilapidated temple. When I rescued him, he was seriously injured and on the verge of death. Later, I healed him and brought him back to the Marquis's mansion. However, he seemed to have been recognized and someone was chasing him. But after that, the people chasing him disappeared without a trace, as if they had vanished from then on."
I suspect the people who were chasing him weren't from the Dark Assassins, but rather his enemies. However, what's unbelievable is that, knowing this, they let him go after just one pursuit.
When Mu Chenshuang said these words, she watched Feng Ji's expression change, but she couldn't tell much emotion from his face.
"So Qi Ye is Qi Qing Ye, and the Black Blade is indeed in Princess Weiyang's hands. You're telling me all this, so you really trust me."
Mu Chenshuang's lips curved into a smile.
"Actually, even if I don't say it, Prince Xiaoyao should already know, right?"
The words were spoken.
Feng Ji paused for a moment, then chuckled softly, “Some things are better left unsaid. However, Princess Weiyang’s current situation is not optimistic. If the person behind the Dark Night Assassins were to report this to His Majesty, it would be adding insult to injury for the Marquis’s mansion.”
Mu Chenshuang was well aware of the gravity of the situation.
"But I'm not the only one who knows Qi Ye's true identity."
Feng Ji stared at her, his smile deepening. "What does Princess Weiyang intend to do with that sword?"
"It belongs to whoever owns it."
Feng Ji didn't ask any more questions. "Princess Weiyang, don't worry, I will rescue your people. However, there is something I still want to tell you. A letter has arrived from Shengjing. The emperor's health is abnormal, and the court is in a state of panic. Jun Heng should be setting off back to Shengjing soon."
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