Liu Da grabbed the railing with both hands and looked at the person walking in with the cart.

"I didn't get some of them just now. Today is a good day. My lord said, please give more."

The jailer didn't ask any more questions and let him in.

The man pushing the cart walked up to Liu Da and handed him a bowl of rice through the railing. It was white rice covered with fragrant meat.

"Eat."

Liu Da had a lump in his throat and took it with both hands, feeling a little sour in his heart: The eldest son was still thinking about what he liked to eat the most.

After chatting for a while, they were about to ask about the situation outside, when they suddenly saw a cold light flashing.

Liu Da's nerves tensed up and he quickly took the bowl and pressed it against the tip of the knife.

"The last bowl of decapitated rice," the cart driver said with a smile, "what a pity."

Several people behind Liu Da came over immediately.

Liu Da took a few steps back: "Is it the eldest son who wants to kill me?"

"Take what I said, go to see the King of Hell!" The man pushing the cart shouted coldly, cut off the iron chain with a knife, and broke into the cell. The people behind him also followed in, slashing with the knife.

Liu Da and the others were exhausted and without weapons. They were quickly defeated and two of them were beheaded on the spot.

"Someone is coming, someone is coming!" One of them shouted in fright.

The jailer also realized something was wrong and hurried over. Before he could get there, the man pushing the cart threw something out with his backhand.

With a "poof", white mist exploded, and the jailers choked, coughed and shed tears.

Liu Da gritted his teeth and held on, raised the iron chain to hold the blade, and was forced to kneel on the ground by the man pushing the cart.

"It's ridiculous that I...have worked hard for the eldest son for so many years, and yet I ended up like this!"

"It's your bad luck and bad luck that are to blame. I can't keep you!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly smelled a strange fragrance.

"What does it smell like?" The cart driver sniffed and felt weak.

"Not good! Let's go!"

He immediately led the people away and stopped using his internal strength when he went outside. Only then did he feel the undercurrent in his body slowly recede.

The companion behind him whispered: "What is that?"

"I don't know," the man pushing the cart leaned against the wall, cold sweat soaking through his clothes.

"If the person is not killed, how can we revive him when we go back?"

"Why didn't you kill them?" The man pushing the cart picked up the two heads. "Use this to revive the others... Liu Da took a few mouthfuls of rice. The poison in the rice was enough to kill him. The remaining few were not enough. For concern."

"Okay! Shall we leave now?"

"You go first and wait for me outside. I have other tasks."

As soon as they left, two shadows flashed over.

With smart eyes under the mask, Yan Ruyu whispered: "You stay here and I'll go get Liu Da out."

"I'll go," Huo Changhe said.

"No, it's not dangerous, don't worry."

Yan Ruyu entered in a flash. The jailers were staggered by the smoke and staggered to the ground. The choking smell was accompanied by a strange fragrance and a strong smell of blood.

He successfully found Liu Da's cell. He was now exhausted and inhaled some strange fragrance, and he had no strength to resist.

Yan Ruyu went in and patted his face hard.

Liu Da opened his eyes in a daze: "Kill or behead him, whatever."

"Stand up and follow me."

Liu Da's blurred eyes glowed again, he struggled to stand up, walked to the cell door, and looked back at his brother.

Two were killed, one was seriously injured, and another was slightly injured.

Yan Ruyu said calmly: "Bring those who can."

Liu Da turned around and took the slightly injured one with him, walked up to the seriously injured one, and gave him a heartfelt blow.

The three of them walked out of the cell and met Huo Changhe.

When they arrived at the courtyard wall, the secret guards came to meet them and took Liu Da and the two out.

Yan Ruyu said to Huo Changhe, "Let's go watch another play."

Mrs. Sun has not gone to bed yet. She is in a particularly good mood today. She also drank some wine. From a distance, she can be heard laughing and reading in the yard.

The assassin pretending to be a cart pusher listened for a while, couldn't help but frown, jumped up to the roof, and observed that except for a few maids and women, there was no one else in the courtyard.

Can't stop him at all.

He didn't want to wait any longer, so he jumped into the courtyard, took a few steps to the window, smashed the window with his fist, and then pierced the window with the knife.

Mrs. Sun was drinking under the window, her face was red and her eyes were blurred. She was startled by a "bang", and then she saw a bright knife coming towards her, and she suddenly woke up.

"Ah!" she screamed. In a panic, she picked up the small incense burner next to her, swung it, and threw it towards the assassin.

Just as it collided with the assassin's knife, the incense burner turned over and the ashes inside flew out. Some were extinguished and some were not extinguished. It was blinding and hot.

The assassin grunted and struck quickly.

Mrs. Sun took the opportunity to leave the window, and her mother-in-law quickly knocked on the pot and shouted: "There are assassins, there are assassins!"

But in the blink of an eye, the assassin jumped in through the window with a knife, chopped down the mother-in-law with one knife, and went straight to Mrs. Sun.

Mrs. Sun pulled and pulled, pillows, clothes, etc., but it was of no avail.

Seeing the assassin's hand raised, about to be killed by the sword, Mrs. Sun's heart dropped: It's over!

It was too late, but soon, a cold wind hit the assassin's back, and with a "swish", he hit the target!

The assassin shook, his expression froze, and he staggered and fell towards Mrs. Sun.

Mrs. Sun closed her eyes to hold on and shouted in fright: "Help, help!"

From the corner of his eye, he saw a figure leaping in lightly. With a slight movement on his body, someone chuckled and said, "Madam, don't panic, it's okay."

Mrs. Sun stroked her chest, gasped for air, and looked up at the person.

Wearing half a mask, revealing her smart eyes, beautiful lips and chin, she is obviously a woman.

Mrs. Sun felt half relieved: "Thank you, thank you so much."

She didn't ask who Yan Ruyu was. She was wearing a mask, just because she didn't want to show her true face or reveal her identity.

"Is Madam not injured?"

"No, thanks to you," Mrs. Sun said sincerely. She glanced at the dead assassin and snorted, "Who is this guy? He came here to assassinate!"

He held up the lamp and looked at it carefully: "I don't recognize him."

Just as he was talking, there was a noise outside and the firelight illuminated the night.

Governor Sun and his people arrived after hearing the news.

"Madam, where is madam? Are you okay?"

Mrs. Sun was calm just now, but now she flattened her mouth and turned red when she heard Governor Sun's voice.

Yan Ruyu raised her eyebrows slightly.

Mrs. Sun greeted you while crying: "Husband, husband, I am here, I almost died... I thought I would never see you again."

Governor Sun quickly stopped him and coaxed him in a low voice. He was frightened when he saw the noise in the house and the wife being killed.

As an official for so many years, I have never encountered anything like this.

"It's okay, it's okay, don't worry, I'm here."

"What are you doing here?" Mrs. Sun asked flatly.

Governor Sun said: "If there are assassins here, they will kill me first. If they die, I will die first."

Mrs. Sun cried and laughed: "Oh, by the way, my benefactor is over there. I must thank him properly!"

"Definitely, definitely," Governor Sun nodded in agreement and helped her walk inside.

When I saw Yan Ruyu standing next to the corpse, I was slightly startled and thought to myself: Is she actually a girl?

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