Qian Youxue wasn't surprised by what this green tea bitch did. She yawned widely, stretched lazily, and shouted twice into the air, "Leng Mo, Leng Qing, Leng Yu, you all come out here!"
The three people who were not far from Xuan Mingye realized they were in trouble and wanted Leng Xue to give them some advice. Leng Xue was standing next to Xuan Mingye. Xuan Mingye remained silent, a slight smile playing on his lips, and turned back to his courtyard without saying a word.
With Leng Xue gone, the three looked at each other, and had no choice but to bite the bullet and accept the princess's punishment, appearing before her from three different directions.
"The assassins are yours to handle. Yunhe, go back to sleep." Qian Youxue didn't scold them, because she knew that someone must have come too, but that person was too arrogant to show up.
Yunhe gave the three of them a mysterious smile, making them even more anxious and their hearts leap into their throats. The three of them straightened up and swallowed hard in unison.
Their movements were exactly the same, probably taught by the same master. Seeing this, Yunhe decided to play a trick and went up to pat Lengmo on the shoulder.
"Sister Yunhe, please don't hurt me, okay?" Leng Mo unconsciously trembled.
"I don't have a brother as stupid as you!" Yunhe said meaningfully, and jogged to catch up with his master.
hehe……
Hearing Yunhe's words, Leng Yu couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh, which made Leng Qing, who was narrating, laugh along with her.
Leng Mo's face flushed instantly. Turning to look at the man in black on the ground, he realized they were in for trouble again. The man in black, who had been rolling and shouting just moments before, now lay motionless on the ground, his eyes wide open. Blood gushed from his severed arm, staining a large patch of the ground red.
Leng Qing stepped forward and checked his breathing; he was already dead. After examining him, she discovered that the cause of death was poison hidden in his mouth, a suicide.
At this moment, a guard ran in through the courtyard gate, cupped his hands to the group, and said, "The men in black outside are all dead. Only the one who climbed over the wall earlier is still alive. However, he is too severely poisoned, and it will probably be difficult to save him."
"Quick, take me to see!" Song Tian'er wouldn't let go of such an opportunity to make a contribution, and followed the guard out of the courtyard.
As Qian Youxue walked back, she thought about it. At this time, those who dared to launch a sneak attack on the War King's Mansion might not be so simple. Moreover, judging from the accents of the two people who spoke earlier, they didn't seem to be from Xuanwu.
Could it be?
Realizing she might miss some exciting plot developments, she turned and ran back to the courtyard she had just been in.
"Slow down, run slower!" Yunhe snapped out of his daze and chased after them.
Unfortunately, when they returned to the courtyard, all that remained was black blood on the ground; the body had already been carried away by the guards.
Qian Youxue then thought of the other man in black who had climbed over the wall and went to look for him, only to be told that the man in black had been treated by Song Tian'er and then imprisoned in the dungeon.
The poison given to the man in black was only for emergency use. It's not difficult to cure him. As Song Tian'er's disciple, it's perfectly normal for her to be able to cure him.
"Master, it seems that Song Tian'er's intentions are very clear." Yunhe saw through the situation.
"So what if it's clear? People still have to appreciate it, right?" For some reason, Qian Youxue wasn't worried about Song Tian'er at all.
"Master, you really don't care at all?" Yunhe complained in a low voice.
The tragedies I've seen most often are about love. Loving someone is so tiring and difficult. Isn't eating alone more enjoyable? Isn't spending money more enjoyable?
Do we really have to believe in these vague and unreal things?
Qian Youxue, who has always lacked a sense of security, reluctantly warned herself not to fall into someone else's trap. There aren't that many good people in the world.
He pursed his lips, then headed home to get a good night's sleep. He should start preparing for his training trip in the next couple of days.
Yunhe understood that someone who had been self-reliant for too long wouldn't easily trust the kindness of others, let alone feelings from someone of such vastly different social standing. Clearly sensing her mistress's low spirits, she didn't say anything more and followed behind.
...
Early the next morning, someone from the palace arrived. It was Eunuch Lu, the most favored eunuch by the Emperor's side, whose carriage stopped in front of the Prince Zhan's residence.
Old Master Lu got out of the car and looked up at the plaque above. Though its former glory was gone, it still hung there with the same imposing air, but the entrance was much quieter now, lacking the sycophants who used to flock there.
Sigh... The world is cold and indifferent, isn't that how people are?
Eunuch Lu shook his head sadly, knowing that the Emperor would be heartbroken if he saw this.
When the servants of the Prince of Zhan's mansion saw that it was Eunuch Lu, they hurriedly went to inform Uncle Cai and then had someone invite Eunuch Lu inside.
Even in broad daylight, there was a chill in the air as one walked through the courtyard of the War King's mansion, and there were very few servants around. Eunuch Lu knew that the War King preferred quiet, but this place was far too quiet and deserted.
When Uncle Cai heard that Eunuch Lu had arrived, he put down his work and rushed over: "Eunuch Lu, I am so sorry for not welcoming you sooner."
"Not at all, not at all, Brother Cai, don't be so polite with me. How is the War King's health?" Eunuch Lu and Uncle Cai had been dealing with each other for quite some time, and their relationship was fairly good.
Uncle Cai shook his head, first inviting Eunuch Lu into the house to sit down, and then dismissing everyone else. He personally poured tea for Eunuch Lu and presented it to him with both hands.
"Is Uncle Long not at the manor?" Eunuch Lu asked in a low voice. The Emperor was also very interested in Uncle Long's background, but had not been able to find any information about him over the years.
"He went out, and we don't know where he went. That's just how he is; we're all used to it." Uncle Cai didn't hide anything from Eunuch Lu. He shrugged and said, "Do you think these people really think our Prince Zhan's mansion is deserted? Last night, I don't know where the assassins came from, several of them. They almost kidnapped the princess, making the mansion very uneasy."
"What? The princess has been kidnapped!" Eunuch Lu stood up excitedly; this was indeed unexpected.
With a master like Long Bo in the Zhan Prince's mansion, who would be so bold as to barge into the inner courtyard and injure the Zhan Prince's wife?
When the Emperor heard that Princess Zhan's face had recovered, he was overjoyed and specially invited him to come and take a look. Upon hearing this news, how could he sit still?
Seeing that Eunuch Lu had stood up excitedly, Uncle Cai smiled and comforted him, "Don't worry, Eunuch Lu, our Princess Consort is not only beautiful, but also very clever! It was just a false alarm, a false alarm."
"That's good, that's good. Please go and inform Princess Consort Zhan that the Emperor has bestowed gifts upon her." Eunuch Lu, having recovered his composure, sat down and took out a gift list from his person.
Upon hearing what Grandpa Lu said, Uncle Cai decided to make the trip himself and got up to jog towards the courtyard where Qian Youxue lived.
Grandpa Lu exhaled a breath of stale air, picked up his cup of tea, took a sip, and a strange worry appeared in his eyes.
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