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Chapter 129 Assassination of the messenger

The black shadow was still cautiously hiding in every corner of the mansion, with soldiers everywhere, making it difficult for him to escape; the wound was still bleeding, and he pulled the veil on it and bandaged the wound. At this time, a sound came, "Sir, there is blood here."

It turned out to be the mark left by himself. Although he couldn't stay here for a long time, he jumped with him again. He happened to meet several soldiers, "Don't run..." The black shadow threw out a few hidden weapons, and they all fell on the soldiers. He couldn't tell where to be safe, so he just found a secluded direction, but did not want to enter a residential courtyard. This is the place that a runaway person would most reluctant to enter;

But when he came in, he didn't care about so many people. The soldiers were behind him and hid them first. So he looked around and entered a room. There was no one in the room. When he walked in, he could vaguely hear the sound of playing with water behind the screen. He looked at it and immediately took his head back. The woman who had just called Xiaoying was bathing.

At this time, a commotion outside the house was getting closer and closer, which was something that the martial arts practitioners could hear. They paniced for a moment, touched the screen and made a sound.

"Who..." The woman's panic sound came from behind the screen; for now, he could only bet on the woman's thoughts, so he walked out generously, but kept turning his head and not looking at her.

"You..." The woman retreated into the bathtub to cover her exposed skin, looked at the visitor in shame, and noticed the noise outside the house, and looked at the visitor in panic. His dress no longer had to reveal his identity. Although his expression could not be seen, his gentlemanly behavior gave her a feeling of trust;

Before he turned around, Xiaoying picked up the dress beside him and wrapped her naked body. There was a 'dong dong...' knock outside the door;

After looking inside the house, there was no place to hide, only this bathtub. Xiaoying pointed to the bathtub and said, "You can hide here for a while."

The black shadow turned around and found that Xiaoying had simply put on her clothes, but he was a little shocked for her help. He didn't have time to say thank you. There was another kick outside the door, "Open the door...Open the door..."

Xiaoying glanced at the man, then turned around and opened the door. The man jumped into the bathtub, took a deep breath, and buried his head in the bucket;

Xiaoying opened the door and asked in an unexplained manner, "Is there anything wrong with me so late?"

"Why did the door open so long?" A man in the lead glanced at the house. This person was one of the two soldiers he had just met.

Xiaoying said calmly, "I am taking a bath."

The man kicked the door open. The space in the house was not large, and it was a place for the people to take a bath. Apart from some small decorations, there was nowhere to hide people. However, the large bathtub in front of him caught his attention. He glanced at Xiaoying, who was still calm, and seemed unlikely to do something to hide an assassin privately. He had just thought of evacuating and accidentally saw that the color of the water in the bathtub was a little red. He asked in confusion, "Why, is the water that the girl bathed in the water or is it red?"

Xiaoying glanced at the man in panic and said embarrassedly again, "I was told by the Lord that I was taking a bath and served the envoy Zhou after taking a bath. I didn't want to be in the bath room. I came by chance during the month, so..."

Seeing Xiaoying's shy look down, the man didn't think too much about it. When talking about the envoy Zhou, he had to seize the time to catch the assassin. He turned around and waved his hand and said, "Retreat..." Then the couple hurriedly left.

Xiaoying watched the person leave, tied the door and turned it back to the edge of the bathtub. The person in the bathtub also emerged. Because she was so stuffy for too long, she was breathing heavily.

"Are you planning to stay in this bathtub?" Xiaoying reminded a little awkwardly; the man said 'oh' and jumped out of the bathtub in embarrassment. This person was the secret guard who was ordered to assassinate.

"You..." Xiaoying hesitated, not knowing what to ask.

"Thank you for helping me, Miss." The secret guard nodded and turned around and walked towards the door.

"Hey..." Xiaoying hurriedly stopped it. "Now the guards outside are tightly guarded, you will be found when you go out."

"I have my own way." The secret guard did not turn around and still walked towards the door;

"But..." Xiaoying looked at the secret guard's arm that was still bleeding, and said, "Your arm is still bleeding."

The secret guard glanced at his arm and said meaninglessly, "It's just a few minor injuries."

Xiaoying knew that the secret guards were avoiding some topics, and they were all strangers. She didn't ask too much, but there were inexplicable factors in her heart, and she wanted to know him a little more;

"You have to deal with the minor injuries, and you don't have to hurry to leave." Xiaoying said, then helped the secret guards to pull off the veil that had been penetrated by blood from the wound, and then gently bandaged the wound with his handkerchief.

"Thank you." The secret guard saw Xiaoying's every move, and his heart was filled with strangeness. Xiaoying smiled shyly, but time didn't allow them to think too much. The secret guard looked at her deeply, then turned around and left.

Xiaoying looked at the figure sneaking into the night with concern, why did she feel a sense of loss? She was just a stranger. She had missed it before she even had time to meet her, and sighed inexplicably in her heart.

Chapter 125 The Lighter

Even after entering the night, Shuang Muzi still had no sleepiness. It was just because Song Jingran was sitting quietly like this. They were not embarrassed, but they all enjoyed it. A sudden starlight flashed through the night sky, which would make people mistakenly think that it was a meteor passing by;

Shuang Muzi secretly glanced at Song Jingran. She was familiar with such a scene, which was a signal that belonged to him.

Shuang Muzi said calmly and calmly, "You go back."

"Go to bed early." Song Jingran left words and stood up and left.

Shuang Muzi watched Song Jingran leave, sighed in dismay, and then went into the house to rest;

Song Jingran originally did not plan to leave because the code he received was a signal of success, so he knew that the secret guard had succeeded, but he left to confirm to Gao Jin whether he had been here, so that he could also untie his confusion. Before that, he decided to see the secret guard first;

Although the secret guard successfully escaped from our imperial palace, he suffered heavy injuries and went straight to the place they had agreed in advance, which was the wasteland on the west side of the Lin palace. When the secret guard arrived, he was facing Song Jingran's isolated back.

The secret guard bowed and said, "Sir, please see the young master."

"Is the matter done?" Song Jingran's cold and frosty voice.

"Yes." The secret guard hesitated and said, "But..."

Song Jingran felt that the secret guard's aura was wrong, and turned around and saw the bandage marks on his arm. He didn't expect him to be injured, and it was so serious. He couldn't help but be curious. What kind of person could find the secret guard's skills and hurt him. "Are you injured?"

"I am not talented." The secret guard nodded and signaled.

"Leave the matter tomorrow to the Shadow, you can recover from the wounds." The secret guard nodded and replied, and Song Jingran was about to leave as well. The secret guard said again, "Young Master..."

"Say..." Song Jingran's voice was neither high nor low, but she was still cold.

The secret guard hesitated. He didn't know how to tell Song Jingran and Xiaoying was helping him, but he wanted to tell him that after all, the rules in the secret room should be honest and honest.

"I'll tell me after I've thought about it." Song Jingran left his words and quickly disappeared into the night;

The secret guard left thoughtfully dazed; after Song Jingran left, he went directly to the King of Jin's mansion. To put it bluntly, he was sneaking in, and the mansion was also silent, but the lights were always on in and out, and the people entering and leaving were constantly separated;

Song Jingran screamed from his throat. In just a moment, Gao Jin's figure appeared in his sight. It was rare that he still had the intention to tease him at this time. He walked gently behind Gao Jin and knocked him on his shoulders regardless of lightness. Gao Jin was shocked and grabbed Song Jingran's hand casually. He turned around. The two of them had a small handful of conversations, alleviating their inner depression.

"Okay, stop making trouble." Gao Jin let go of Song Jingran's hand and said, "Is there anything wrong with coming so late?"

"It seems that you are still adapting to your life." Song Jingran said half-jokingly. In order to avoid Gao Jin being too worried, he decided not to ask him directly.

"I'm nothing, just her dark soul..." Gao Jin said with a serious look on his face, "She gave birth to a boy, but she..." Gao Jin shook his head and sighed a long time.

"How could it be..." Song Jingran looked at Gao Jin incredibly. So many things happened in just one day.

"This matter is a long story!" Gao Jin said sadly, suddenly thinking of Shuang Muzi, and asked excitedly and worriedly, "By the way, how about Xuan'er?"

When it comes to Shuang Muzi's spirit, he was obviously different. When Song Jingran thought that Gao Jin had never visited Shuang Muzi, so who would be the one who lighted the lamp for Shuang Muzi? Thinking of this, he suddenly became worried about her.

"Xuan'er is very good, but I have something to do now and I must leave immediately." Song Jingran said, then hurriedly left, took a few steps, and turned back and said, "The envoy of Xia Feng Kingdom has settled the matter. I will send someone to notify you of the specific matters."

After saying that, he had already jumped and disappeared into the yard.

Gao Jin had no time to speak, so he could only take back his hand that was lifted in the air. Fortunately, Song Jingran sent a reassurance. Now it depends on how things will develop tomorrow.

Song Jingran's speed can almost be described as running. He was not only worried about Shuang Muzi's safety, but he was even more curious about the lamplighter. Shuang Muzi was immersed in his sleep and did not notice the white shadow in front of him at all.

At this time, Song Jingran had already arrived in the garden. Through the light-lit storefront, a figure could be seen flashing rapidly from the house. If he had not been prepared, he would even doubt his judgment and even believe in the theory of ghosts and gods.

Without time to think too much, he gently pushed open the door and saw Shuang Muzi still asleep peacefully, so he could feel at ease to solve the mystery. He followed the direction of the figure.

Until the secluded and deserted backyard, there was still no figure. It was a bit abnormal in silence everywhere. A breeze blew, whirling a piece of green branches and weeds, adding a bit of weirdness to the already quiet night sky. The breeze drifted through every pore of his pore, and he shivered suddenly.
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