My wife is not a demon

Mankasyapa blinked his eyelashes.

Bai Xianyu saw that the two guys were talking more and more outrageous, and said coldly: "Why don't you find a bed for the two of you to crawl under the covers and imagine slowly? I think you are a perfect match."

"Forget it."

Chen Mu smiled awkwardly, and quickly changed the subject. "Go to rest early, tomorrow we will go to Wuchen Village, if we are lucky, all the secrets will be revealed."

He had a premonition that he could unearth a big secret in Wuchen Village.

Bai Xianyu snorted coldly before giving up.

However, the accident came earlier than planned.

The next day, before the dark night faded, a guard hurried over with a dignified look, and said to Bai Xianyu:

"My lord, the Palace of Yunzheng encountered an assassin again, and the concubine was killed!"

Chapter 366 Husband-guarding Mad Demon Suzaku Envoy!

As the sky in the east turned pale, the entire Dongzhou City was bathed in the cool morning light, kicking off a bustling day.

The crowing of roosters in the streets and alleys echoed each other.

Merchants and peddlers appeared on the streets one after another, and the cold streets gradually became lively.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

A burst of yelling came from one end of the official road.

Dozens of Zhuquetang Hades, all dressed in Hades official uniforms, were galloping towards them, their hooves sounded like thunder, and the peddlers who were setting up stalls on both sides avoided one after another.

Turning around Hongxing Road, everyone stopped at Yunzheng Palace.

Dressed in a black robe and wearing a silver Suzaku mask, Bai Xianyu quickly entered the palace, followed by Chen Mu in disguise.

The palace was shrouded in a bleak haze.

Entering the lobby, he saw the weeping Prince Yunzheng lying in front of the coffin, wailing and cursing non-stop.

Inside the uncovered coffin is the body of the assassinated princess.

Shizi stood aside.

Anger and gloom filled the grief-stricken face.

After seeing Bai Xianyu, his eyes moved and he didn't speak, his clenched fist tightened a little bit.

Bai Xianyu walked to the coffin and watched quietly.

The princess looked to be in her forties.

She is neither pretty nor ugly, and her skin is not particularly good, but she has a simple temperament in the mountains.

She had a fatal wound on her chest.

Chen Mu next to him took a closer look, and concluded that it was a fatal arrow wound, directly hitting the heart.

According to the guards, the palace encountered an assassin around Mao Shichu this morning, and all the guards in the palace were assassinated. The prince was lucky to escape, but the concubine was not so lucky.

The princess was assassinated, which is not a trivial matter.

If the murderer cannot be caught as soon as possible, it will cause controversy whether it is in the court or among the people.

"Tell me exactly what happened."

Bai Xianyu glanced at the crying prince, and asked the butler next to him.

The housekeeper sighed bitterly, and replied: "This morning, not long after I woke up, I heard someone calling assassin. When I got out of the inner courtyard, I saw two guards lying in a pool of blood."

"Have you seen what the assassins look like? How many are there?"

Bai Xianyu asked.

The housekeeper shook his head: "I didn't see what they looked like, there seemed to be three assassins. They broke through the guards all the way and killed the prince's room. At that time, the prince was not there, only the princess... When the old slave arrived, the princess already……"

The housekeeper shed tears, choked up and did not continue speaking.

Bai Xianyu stared at the corpse of the princess in the coffin, and asked, "Where are the corpses of the other guards?"

"Outside the yard." The housekeeper said hastily.

Bai Xianyu brought Chen Mu to the courtyard. There were a total of five bodyguards, all with fatal arrow wounds.

But strangely, no arrows were found on the body.

Chen Mu gently pulled away the clothes of one of the guards, touched the wound with his hands, observed carefully for a moment, and said lightly: "It should be Frostbolt."

Frostbolt?

Bai Xianyu frowned.

Generally, there are relatively few assassins who use this kind of hidden weapon. It seems that the opponent does not intend to leave any traces of the murder.

"What do you think?" Bai Xianyu looked at Chen Mu.

Chen Mu looked around the yard and said, "The last time Prince Yunzheng offered the Nine Phoenix Coffin because of the assassination, it should not be the same group of forces. Assassinating the princess at this time, I always feel that there is something to attract The purpose of our attention."

Bai Xianyu was thoughtful.

Could it be that the handling of Dongzhou officialdom in the past two days was too radical, which caused dissatisfaction and panic among some officials.

So trying to distract her with a serious case?

There is this possibility.

"It must be the gang of rebels from the Tiandihui!"

At this moment, the eldest son Ji Heming rushed out of the hall full of anger, and pushed away the guards who wanted to stop him, "Except for the gang of rebels from the Tiandihui, who would come to our palace to act wildly!"

He pointed at Bai Xianyu and scolded angrily: "As the envoy of the underworld guard Suzaku, why haven't you caught the traitor yet! My father was almost assassinated before, and your envoy Suzaku said several times that he would guarantee his safety, but now I My mother was assassinated to death, what on earth are you Suzaku envoys doing!"

Seeing his daughter-in-law being reprimanded, Chen Mu suddenly became upset.

Before Bai Xianyu could open his mouth, he said coldly, "Shouldn't you blame your palace guards for being poor? Since your father has been assassinated several times, you, as the son of the prince, should have prepared earlier instead of waiting for others to teach you How to do it."

"What the hell are you, you dare to talk to me like this!"

Looking at Chen Mu's clothes, he thought he was a bodyguard. The already angry son was even more angry, and he had no scruples in scolding.