The Princess's Deadly Daily Life

Although Zhu Wen was unscrupulous, he did not dare to live directly in the palace, so his residence was not far from the palace. Li Xi followed a group of musicians to check the list and then left the palace.

When we arrived at the Prime Minister's residence, before we even entered the inner quarters, we saw various figures of various sizes, all of them more beautiful than flowers, with hair full of hairpins and rings, looking very extravagant.

Because there was a eunuch leading the way, he was not allowed to look around after entering the mansion, but he still took a glimpse anyway, and was immediately taken straight to the lobby.

There were several dancers with slim figures in the hall, so charming. Zhu Wen was sitting in the hall, drinking and watching the dance with women on both sides. The guests below the hall were toasting each other, congratulating him on his great achievement in eliminating the evil party.

As soon as the musicians from the palace arrived and the elegant music started, the dancers' dancing postures became more beautiful and graceful, and their waists were as slender as a hand.

Zhang Zhusi lowered her head. She didn't know how to express her purpose in this situation. Now she could only try her best to reduce her presence among the musicians.

Li Xichui followed at the end, holding a bixiao, and when the music started to sound, he joined in to play.

Dian Le explained that her piece needed to be studied and discussed by other musicians for a while, so she couldn't be rash during this period. She would be happy just to stand at the end and fill in the numbers and wait for the time to come.

She watched coldly as the man at the table indulged himself in pleasure, swallowing glass of wine after glass. Every time he raised his head, his fragile throat was exposed. She could not help but clench the flute, but this moment was fleeting.

The flute in his hand seemed to have become a weapon. As long as he pierced his throat, all the haze would disappear.

But she was not sure that she could kill him by taking action at this moment, and she was even less sure that the probability of failure could be reduced to zero. His skills were surprisingly tricky, and even Long Qi could not hurt him at all, not to mention that she had no martial arts skills.

She took a deep breath, forced herself to calm down, and slightly closed her eyes to remind herself not to act rashly and to wait for another opportunity. She must not endanger the lives of the musicians who came with her, and she must not let herself be doomed, so there must be a foolproof opportunity!

Even this timing, like piercing his throat, was not easy to grasp.

The lights were still bright at night, and the musicians were busy until three o'clock in the morning before they could rest. However, they could not return to the palace and had to rest in the mansion.

Zhang Zhusi dragged her tired body and was about to follow them to the corridor to rest, but someone suddenly called her name.

"Bamboo cousin!"

Just as she paused, she saw Zhu Yougui walking towards her.

Li Xiying originally wanted to follow the musicians back to the corridor room, but Zhang Zhusi held her hand as if she was facing a powerful enemy.

The person approaching under the night sky was joking, "I was wondering why the musician playing the sheng at today's banquet looked so familiar. It turned out to be my cousin."

"It's getting late. We need to rest. Do you have anything to do?" Zhang Zhusi asked unhappily.

Zhu Yougui glanced at the people beside her, and seemed to have some concerns. He then walked around Zhang Zhusi, lowered his head and smiled, "Fortunately, I was sharp-eyed just now. When I saw my cousin working so hard, I reminded my father. Then my father knew that my cousin was here. He told me that I couldn't live in the same place with a group of musicians, so he asked someone to clean up the best wing room and invited my cousin to rest there."

"That's not necessary!" Zhang Zhusi said as he pulled Li Xiying's hand and left the place, wanting to catch up with the musicians who had just left.

But two maids blocked the way and said with a smile: "Just go ahead, Madam Zhang!"

Zhang Zhusi turned around with anger in her eyes, only to see Zhu Wen drunk and being supported by a group of people as he left the main room.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Wen raised his hand and said drunkenly: "Take good care of your cousin! Hiccup... I didn't know my niece was here today... I was... I was negligent."

After that, a lady with a head full of golden hairpins came over gracefully and wanted to help take Zhu Wen away.

When Zhu Yougui saw the woman, he called her "Auntie".

The woman looked past Zhu Yougui and saw Zhang Zhusi. She stopped what she was doing and walked over with a smile, saying, "Hey, Zhusi, why are you here? I didn't even know a distinguished guest was here! I'll ask someone to clean up the side room. How can we, who are so pampered, have to share a room with others?"

Zhang Zhusi smiled wryly, "Thank you Auntie Mou, but you don't have to bother me."

"Auntie, you don't know. My son has already prepared it." Zhu Yougui looked at her, "But she doesn't want to."

Zhu Wen staggered further and further away, and his aunt was anxious to help him up, so she told Zhu Yougui, "Be kind to your sister, she is a guest after all!"

After saying that, he helped Zhu Wen away.

Li Xi looked at him like a drunkard, and suddenly she had an idea, and didn't want to waste any more time here. Pulling Zhang Zhusi, she said to Zhu Yougui: "She is already very tired and doesn't want to toss anymore. You keep the wing room. If she is still here tomorrow, it won't be too late to talk about it later." After that, she pushed away the two maids who blocked her way and left.

Zhu Yougui was speechless, but he even laughed from time to time.

Seeing the two of them looking at each other knowingly, he walked towards the corridor without looking back. He did not ask anyone to stop them. He just watched their backs as they left in a hurry and could not help but sneer.

"Interesting." He smacked his lips, turned around and went back to his room.

During the trip, Zhang Zhusi muttered to Li Xiying, "That Aunt Mou was originally Zhu Yougui's biological mother. My mother said that she was a military prostitute who was not presentable, and Zhu Yougui was her son. Not to mention that he was not as famous and influential as her aunt Zhang Hui, even their speech and behavior were as different as heaven and earth..."

Li Xiying listened and analyzed that she also looked down on Zhu Yougui, so she always treated him with cold eyes.

She tidied herself up and lay down on the bed. It was late at night and Zhang Zhusi beside her had fallen asleep due to exhaustion.

She stared out the window and saw that everything was quiet, but she was upset and couldn't sleep.

Because the enemy who killed his father was right in front of him, but he could do nothing about it, suddenly the drunken state of Zhu Ze flashed through his mind, and an idea came to his mind. The night was long and dark, why not assassinate him tonight while he was drunk and defenseless?

She had not thought of this trick when she came, so she did not prepare any dark clothes for night wear, and her own clothes were too eye-catching, so she sneaked into the male musician's corridor, rummaged through the boxes, and finally found a black dress. Although men's clothes were relatively loose, it was very suitable for hiding in the night when covered with her face.

In the middle of the night, the moonlight was obscured by mist and thick clouds, and the light mist and rain brushed against her face, making her feel cold. She sneaked into the kitchen again, picked up an exquisite butcher knife, hid it at her waist, and blended into the night.

There was a servant guarding the door of Zhu Wen's room, so she went around to a window on the side. The window was slightly open, and thunderous snoring could be heard from inside the room.

She stared at the slightly undulating corner of the quilt on the bed, and then went up along the line to the throat. The handle of the knife was very sharp, and she was always very accurate in throwing it. As long as he didn't move and just flicked her wrist, she would have a 90% chance of killing him with one throw.

He raised the knife and threw it towards the house.

The slicing knife pierced the wind, and the image of her grandfather appeared in her mind. Her eyes were red, and at this moment her heart was beating faster than ever before. In that short breath, there were only two results. She did not leave immediately because she was expecting one of them. She wanted to see him die with her own eyes!

The next moment, the butcher knife stabbed into the window sill with a clang, and a pair of sharp eagle eyes attacked.

Zhu Wen just turned over, and the sound of the cold knife breaking through the wind just entered his ears. His strength from many battles made him react quickly, and he threw the knife back in the direction of the attack almost the moment he caught it.

"who is it?"

The figure reflected in the window was visibly startled.

Zhu Wen walked towards the window, broke it with a punch, and looked out. He saw a figure running into the dark area and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

He took the butcher knife off the windowsill and couldn't help sneering. Even if he didn't turn over, he wanted to kill someone with this knife?

If it weren't for the window blocking the view, I'm afraid the other person would have died by now.

Li Xiying tried her best to blend herself into the ink, but people were lighting lanterns in all directions. Her heart skipped a beat, and as Zhu Wen shouted angrily, "Catch the assassin!" she immediately turned around and ran to the small, dark place.