Mu Chenshuang took out a white jade bottle from her sleeve and placed it on the tea table beside her. She slowly said, "Take it once every three days as a way of thanking Crown Prince Junheng for the joy he gave me tonight."
After Mu Chenshuang finished speaking, she didn't turn around again. She didn't know what his expression was, but she could clearly feel the cold aura coming from behind her.
"Farewell!"
Mu Chenshuang did not linger and left Yaoguang Residence.
During the journey, the once cloudless, starry night suddenly became overcast, a flash of lightning streaked across the sky, and rain poured down.
Inside the hot spring pavilion.
Fu Junheng sat on the soft couch, his handsome face expressionless, his eyes lowered. The flickering candlelight illuminated his golden pupils, making them appear even more unfathomable.
The aura emanating from him was so low and oppressive that it was suffocating.
At this moment.
Jue Ming appeared inside the hot spring pavilion, knelt on one knee before Fu Junheng, and nodded in repentance, saying, "Your Highness, we couldn't find him."
After His Highness was assassinated, the assassins were wounded and their whereabouts were tracked down, but they escaped. It is clear that there were people in Kyoto who were already there to meet them.
Now that these two swords have appeared in Kyoto, and their owner has concealed his identity, finding them will probably not be so easy.
After Jue Ming finished speaking, he still didn't hear a response from His Highness. He looked up and saw His Highness's cold and somber expression. He felt fear in his heart and couldn't guess what His Highness was thinking.
Jue Ming called out again, "Your Highness!"
"go out!"
The icy voice made one feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.
Jue Ming could sense His Highness's extreme displeasure, but it was clearly not because of the assassin. He dared not ask any more questions and got up to leave.
Mu Chenshuang returned to the Marquis's residence.
He went to the study, walked to a cabinet, and opened the cabinet door. Inside the cabinet, a sword was placed on the shelf.
Mu Chenshuang reached out and grasped the sword, picked it up, and with one hand on the hilt, slowly and forcefully pulled the sword out.
At this moment.
A clap of thunder flashed, the lightning sparkling on the black and white blades, emitting a chilling and terrifying light, and emitting eerie low sounds, as if countless dead souls within the blades were groaning.
This black blade is known as the Blade of Slaughter, which shows the ferocity of its power.
Holding this black blade, if Fu Junheng is right, Qi Ye's identity is indeed the chief assassin of Dark Night.
This means that Qiye carries countless enemies on his shoulders.
According to his memory, a few months ago, the emperor was assassinated by a nighttime assassin while traveling in Jiangnan.
Therefore, when Fu Junheng said that, it was clearly a reminder; he knew Qi Ye's identity.
If this sword is discovered, it will surely be a disaster.
Mu Chenshuang sheathed the sword, took it out of the study, and threw it into the deep well in the backyard.
When she returned to the courtyard, she saw Qi Ye leaning against a pillar in the corridor with his hands behind his head.
Mu Chenshuang closed her umbrella and walked forward. "Why are you here so late instead of resting?"
Qi Ye lowered his hand, looked at Mu Chen Shuang, and said in a teasing tone, "I thought you weren't coming back tonight, Miss. I just noticed you came back and went out again. I thought you had something to do, so I came out to check."
Mu Chenshuang raised her eyes and stared intently at Qi Ye. He looked no different from any other martial artist.
Qi Ye felt a pang of unease under Mu Chenshuang's gaze and asked guiltily, "Why are you staring at me like that?"
Mu Chenshuang withdrew her gaze and said calmly, "It's nothing. It's getting late, you should get some rest."
Qi Ye watched Mu Chen Shuang enter the room; her gaze just now clearly indicated that something was wrong.
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