Chapter 7 Brother Wen, take action! It seems that this official is quite shameless, even...
The beginnings of the volumes were flipped through randomly. Lou Wanqiao browsed through them very quickly, and some of them were put back after just a quick glance.
If it can be placed openly on the bookshelf, there shouldn't be any problem. She just wants to eliminate it just in case.
I checked the desktop too, and there's nothing wrong with it.
All that's left is...
She began to carefully examine the layout of the room again.
It was so quiet that even breathing could not be heard, with only the occasional bird song coming from the window.
She tapped along the wall and walked towards the vase.
He placed his fingertips on the cracks in the wall and slowly stroked them downwards, while his other hand pressed down on the vase, trying to find anything unusual in it.
Suddenly, her movements paused. Her eyes dimmed slightly, and as she applied force with her fingers, a secret passage appeared before her, leading underground.
So it's here.
Lou Wanqiao estimated the time and walked down the stairs.
There is a secret room below, which contains files and several boxes. These are probably the things that the prefect cannot let be seen in public.
Without hesitation, she began to flip through the pages quickly.
I'd been to Yange City before, handling a case impartially, but I hadn't had much contact with the prefect. Although I was used to working alone, I was also particular about being completely sure, so I thoroughly investigated all the officials there before this.
Lou Wanqiao knew that there were some things that were not obvious, but they did not affect her interests, and the officials here were relatively well-behaved, so after the matter was completed, there was no in-depth investigation.
I didn't expect that retribution would come today.
She sighed inaudibly, but her gaze did not linger as she turned the pages one by one.
The more he looked, the more solemn his expression became.
Although the records are not many, the events involved involve a lot of things.
After quickly reading through the ten lines, Lou Wanqiao suddenly leaned down, with his upper body almost touching the table.
At the same time, a hidden dart flew over his head and embedded deeply into the wall in front of him.
She turned her head sharply, and there was no one behind her.
...Is it a trap? If it really has triggered some trap, it's probably only a matter of time before it's discovered.
There was no place to hide here, so Lou Wanqiao didn't care about anything else and quickly left the secret room.
As soon as she reached the room, she heard noises outside the door.
The next second, the door was pushed open.
The room was completely empty, even the desk was neatly arranged. A gentle breeze blew in through the door, carrying the scent of ink back and forth. The book on the desk was flipped a few pages by the wind. Everything seemed normal.
After searching the study, the guards dispersed to both sides, leaving an aisle.
Then there was the sound of unhurried footsteps, and someone walked into the room.
"Sir, it's not found."
The foremost guard reported this, and the man simply grumbled, "Hmm," and slowly walked over to the bookcase, flipping through the pages casually. A moment later, the rustling of fabric faded with the sound of footsteps. A large group of guards left one after another, and finally the door closed, and the room returned to silence.
Time passes slowly.
In the darkness, a figure was hanging upside down, its eyes were deep and dark.
Just as the soldiers pushed the door open, Lou Wanqiao leaped up and hung onto the beam, then slid into the darkness, holding his breath and concentrating as he disappeared into the darkness. If you didn't look up or look carefully, you wouldn't be able to spot him.
Lou Wanqiao hung upside down on the beam, his legs twisted around the pillar as he stared towards the door.
After a while, she flipped over in the air and landed on her toes. In just a moment, she rushed out of the room without hesitation.
The moment he broke open the door, Lou Wanqiao suddenly dodged to the right, his breathing becoming heavier.
A sharp arrow was nailed into the crack of the door.
Fortunately, she reacted quickly and came out of the room in time. Otherwise, she would have been knocked out silently by the drugs they left in the room.
Snap, snap...
As applause rang out, Lou Wanqiao looked coldly at the person in front of him and snorted softly.
It's really haunting.
"What a coincidence, Master Lou." The man smiled maliciously and spoke in a cruel tone, "Why do I keep running into you wherever I go?"
A row of armored soldiers in black iron armor surrounded the study, and the man standing in the middle was the one who had just escaped... Prince Duan.
The wound in front of him was aching slightly. Lou Wanqiao gritted his teeth and reached out to pull out a dagger from between his boots.
Although no one knows how Prince Duan recognized her through the mask, and no one knows why Prince Duan appeared here at this moment, the current situation is not optimistic.
If I'm not careful, I might die here tonight.
Lou Wanqiao never places his hopes on others, let alone such a matter of life and death.
If he fell into the hands of Prince Duan, he would be dead.
Lou Wanqiao soared into the air and climbed up to the eaves of the house. Prince Duan also flew over with a sword in hand. The armored soldiers below were like silent stone pillars, surrounding the area tightly.
Rather than forcing an exit, it's better to find another way. Heavy armor makes movement difficult, and while fighting in the air is also dangerous, it's better than facing fully equipped armored soldiers.
During the fight, she closed the distance with Prince Duan, and the dagger and light sword collided and rubbed with a teeth-grinding sound. Lou Wanqiao increased the strength in her hands and pressed down hard.
She injured Prince Duan's hand a few days ago, and it must not have recovered yet.
Then of course we have to catch that hand and chop it off.
Lou Wanqiao's moves were fierce and merciless. Prince Duan's martial arts skills were not low, otherwise he would not have survived the succession struggle, and he would not have been able to survive until now after Li Lianhan ascended the throne.
For some reason, Prince Duan's fighting style at this time seemed a bit conservative, perhaps because his hand was injured and he couldn't exert his full strength.
This is a good opportunity.
Lou Wanqiao seized the opportunity and slashed, but as the blade fell, his wrist was grabbed tightly.
She opened her eyes wide in surprise.
The hand of Prince Duan that was tightly gripping her wrist was bleeding.
No, is this guy crazy?
She tried to shake it off, but found she couldn't get away. The Prince of Duan in front of her smiled and said kindly, "Lord Lou, you're so arrogant! The whole city is buzzing with rumors. Everyone in the palace wants to take you back."
He raised his arm and used the force to twist Lou Wanqiao's arm backwards. The force was so strong that sticky blood flowed down his arm and onto her body.
Lou Wanqiao had a cold face. He freed one hand and placed it on his shoulder, exerting force. A dull sound came from the joints. Then he turned around and slashed at Prince Duan with a palm. When Prince Duan stretched out his hand to block, he quickly stepped back. His movements were done in one go, but his arm hung down a little abnormally.
"It seems that I am quite shameless. I even asked the prince to come and invite you personally." She said in a light tone while taking her arm back.
Prince Duan pressed his lips together, his face unhappy: "I have changed my mind. I want to capture him alive."
"That depends on whether His Majesty has the strength." Lou Wanqiao sneered and was about to attack, but she saw a flash of cold light in the distance. She made a move to attack, but withdrew at the critical moment.
A hidden weapon was knocked down from the air, and a secret guard in black appeared beside Prince Duan.
Oh, the sneak attack failed. But it's no wonder, someone of Duan Wang's status must be surrounded by secret guards. She had planned the assassination attempt a while ago for a long time before it succeeded. It wouldn't be so easy to find a second chance.
A figure flew over, cutting through the cold wind with an embroidered spring knife. The silver cold light drew a crack in the air and finally fell steadily into her hands.
Wen Xuechi was still wearing a moon-white short coat, holding a long sword, standing beside her.
The wind was so strong on the eaves that the hem of her clothes fluttered. Lou Wanqiao narrowed his eyes and looked at Prince Duan.
He stood there without moving, just staring at them with an inexplicable look on his face: "There are accomplices, Lou..."
"Brother Wen, take action!!"
Without giving Prince Duan a chance to read out his name, Lou Wanqiao interrupted him without hesitation. Wen Xuechi stretched out his hand and drew his sword as soon as he received the order.
He has a very beautiful demeanor, and killing people is like dancing with a sword, and each move is very sharp.
Lou Wanqiao found the right moment and retreated while fighting the enemy. Fortunately, Wen Xuechi was an excellent swordsman and bought time.
The two of them cooperated well. Just as Lou Wanqiao was about to run, he suddenly felt dizzy, stumbled, and almost fell off the eaves.
Wen Xuechi was quick to grab the person's arm and pull her back. Without caring about anything else, he picked her up and ran away.
"Wen, Wen brother... Ugh..."
Lou Wanqiao grabbed his hair tightly and didn't dare to move, for fear that he would lose his balance and fall into Prince Duan's hands.
Fortunately, Wen Xuechi was also very skilled in Qinggong. He could carry her while still walking swiftly, and the long sword in his hand was like a dragon, clearing a path. As they ran further, helpers arrived in time, and they were able to escape from the prefectural government.
I don’t know how long I ran, I just felt the sound of wind blowing past my ears, and the surrounding scenery quickly receded. Lou Wanqiao opened her mouth to speak, but the words were blown away by the wind as soon as they came out, so she had to shut her mouth reluctantly.
Finally, Wen Xuechi stopped and slowly put her down.
"Brother Liu? Are you okay?"
Lou Wanqiao rubbed her belly and waved to him to indicate that she was fine.
His speed was a good thing, but it wasn't very kind to her head and stomach.
But it’s good to be able to run out.
"Where have we run to?"
"Leave the city. We shouldn't stay in Yan Ge City for too long. Leave the rest to them." Wen Xuechi said, "Brother Zeng's men will come to pick us up."
Lou Wanqiao breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you very much, Brother Wen. If it weren't for your help, I'm afraid it would take a lot of effort for me to get out of this situation."
"We are friends. I dragged you into this trouble in the first place. I certainly won't abandon my brother and run away. Not to mention you're injured..."
Lou Wanqiao patted him on the shoulder: "Good brother!"
A man walked over from a distance: "Hero Wen, Brother Liu, thank you for your hard work!"
The two turned around and saw Cen Luye striding towards them.
She remained silent. What happened tonight was truly unusual. They were still discovered even though Cen Luye had attracted most of the attention. Furthermore, it was unknown why Prince Duan was in the prefectural governor's residence.
The best thing to do is to leave this place as soon as possible and make long-term plans when we get to a safe place.
"Hero Wen, there are people from our post station not far from here, and they have a fast horse ready."
Wen Xuechi nodded: "I'll go get the horse. Brother Liu, you wait here for me."
He said, stuffing a bottle of medicine into her palm.
Lou Wanqiao agreed, and then a gust of wind blew past him, leaving only an afterimage and a faint cold fragrance.
She secretly affirmed Brother Wen's speed in her heart.
He is indeed a swordsman who travels the world.
Cen Luye was standing not far away, and he took two steps forward to close the distance. Lou Wanqiao looked up at him, her vision suddenly blurring and her head spinning.
"What..." She staggered and reached out to hold the tree trunk, but touched something hard.
Lou Wanqiao squinted his eyes and found that his palm was on Cen Luye's arm. When he looked up, he found that he was very close to him without knowing when.
"you……"
She couldn't make a sound, and only felt that Cen Luye's face became more blurry. It was difficult to see what was in front of her, and she could only barely support her body with her arms.
Cen Luye put his other arm on her back to support her. In the few seconds before her consciousness completely disappeared, she only saw his lips opening and closing, uttering a few words.
The lip shape seems to be...
"Feel sorry."
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