Death Princess

East Lake in the early morning, inside a cruise ship that is not too big.

"His Royal Highness is like this, throwing off the guards and hiding from His Royal Highness Ping, and quietly came to meet Chao Mou..." Although the man said "Your Highness" on the left and "Your Highness" on the right, there was no reverence for this "Your Highness" in his gestures. Meaning, even with some fun.

"Brother Hui, your play should stop, and there is no outsider here." He Yi pouted and interrupted Qin Hui, and sat down on the table with an orange in his hands, "Originally I thought that the 'Jianzong young master who came to visit the lake' would be Sister Lu, but I didn't expect that it would be you, Brother Hui, when will Brother Prince be willing to release you, a think tank?"

"Well," before He Yi could peel the orange completely, Qin Hui unceremoniously snatched the already peeled half and stuffed it into his mouth. While chewing the orange, he said indistinctly, "I was sent by the prince to handle affairs in an open and aboveboard manner. Mmm," swallowed the orange, looked at the other half in He Yi's hand, and swallowed, "It tastes good." But she was thinking in her heart: Little Lulu also I have good eyesight and know how to give my brother and me this opportunity today.

"Oh? The prince sent you to do something?" It seems that he has been used to Qin Hui's familiar appearance for a long time. Instead of minding, He Yi peeled the other half of the orange and handed it to Qin Hui obediently. Thieves asked, "what to do?"

Qin Hui took the orange with satisfaction, and swallowed it in one gulp, "I know what to ask, what else would He Yuxi send me to do besides playing the little tricks of the Sword Sect? It's you," raising an eyebrow and looking at He Yi, "It took a lot of effort." Hu Zhili, pretending to be drunk and sick, got rid of the group of guards and eyeliners, and sneaked to the 'chao junzhu', but what's the plan?"

"Just pretend you're casual, brother Hui, don't you know my purpose?" He Yi patted the ashes on the corner of his skirt and stood up, "He Yupeng has been sneaking around for the past few days, and he doesn't know what he's doing. What. I figured out that the chips that should be placed have been placed enough, and sister Lu and you have made enough promises, it is time for us to dig out his old background and show the emperor uncle."

"Prince Ping's old man," Qin Hui looked at He Yi meaningfully, "it's a shame that he treats you as his own sister."

"Birth sister?" There was undisguised contempt on He Yi's face, "How can the royal family who only care about benefits have family affection? After all, a set of dramas? Do you think he will really do what he did eight years ago?" Feel remorse for it, so treat me like a sister? Ridiculous."

"Zap, smack, it's not good for girls to be so full of hostility."

He Yi ignored Qin Hui's ridicule, but continued: "In short, it's time to dig out the fact that he raised the Yijiao. If I guessed correctly, after being tossed by the prince, I will add the one added by sister Lu herself. With a fire, he must have murdered the 'Jianzong Shaozhu' who is suspected to be the orphan of King Ji, and he should have become suspicious of me. If that is the case, then we will act first and send him off. A big assassination scene, and then by accident, 'Princess Changping' was involved, and let him pick up a stone and throw it on his own foot."

"First of all, act out a big show where Yijiao assassinates Jianzong's cruise ship, and then make the 'young suzerain' disappear from the world as they wish, but they can't count it, so that the people who sneaked out of the palace 'Princess' was seriously injured in an accident," Qin Hui rubbed his chin and thought for a while, "The play is naturally a good play, but where did the actors come from? Where did the hiccupping young suzerain come from, where did the seriously injured princess come from, and where did the actors come from? The important thing is, where did the Yi Sect come from?"

He Yi rolled his eyes at Qin Hui's knowing question.

"Excellent location, excellent stage." Ignoring He Yi's reaction, Qin Hui entertained himself, "Everyone in the Sword Sect knows that the Young Sect Master always likes to go to East Lake to rent a boat when he has nothing to do. The small pleasure boat was having fun, and today happened to be like this. After the few rats hiding in Cao Ying who were hiding in Jianzong, the news that Zhao Lu had left Jianzong alone, spread to King Ping's ears, King Ping decided I won’t miss this excellent mobile phone opportunity. Little Lulu’s random introduction many years ago, I didn’t expect it to come in handy.”

"Hey, I just feel sorry for me, an actor who was forcibly conscripted. There is no way, who is this Your Royal Highness, your order? Not to mention acting, even if it's true, Chao has to follow. It's just us This tossing made Luer no longer the "young suzerain". I don't know if she will blame me for being the elder brother in the future. Hey, never mind, since today's tour of the lake is entrusted to me, then it will be counted. She acquiesced. It’s just that I never thought that one day, I, the elder brother, would have to pretend to be Little Lulu and jump into the trap to act in a scene.” Rolling up half of my sleeves exaggeratedly, I shouted towards the top of the boat, “ Little Jiabing, come out and act."

Swish, a black figure that didn't exist just now appeared in front of the two of them.

"I've said it many times, please don't add a 'little' before 'A and C'." The figure said coldly.

"Huh?" He Yi looked at the unfamiliar person in front of him and frowned, "Is he...?"

"The prince's personal guard, he was sent to monitor me, the Zhima official. But like him, he doesn't believe anyone, and the guard around him changes every month, how can he know the true identity of Xiao Jia Bing?" Qin Hui was a little stunned. se.

"real identity?"

"I'm 'Wuyou', I've seen Your Highness the Princess." The man in black clasped his fists at He Yi, and then said to Qin Hui with a cold face again, "Since you have a bad memory, I'll say it again, please don't Add a 'small' before 'A and C'."

"Pfft—" I don't know what made Qin Hui hug his stomach and laugh for a long time.

"Wu... yes?" He Yi was a little speechless after hearing this simple and rude pseudonym.

"Wuyou is not his name." Qin Hui, who had finally laughed enough, stood up, shook his fingers, and introduced like a master, "Wuyou is a member of the Wuyou tribe, has Yi'er heard of it?"

The corner of his mouth twitched. "...I'm ignorant."

"They have practiced the art of disguise since they were young, and never show their true faces in front of outsiders. They walk in the rivers and lakes, and make a living by taking on tasks such as substitutes. After completing the tasks and getting the rewards, they will leave without saying a word, coming and going without a trace Without a trace, those who are rarely loyal to someone are real ghosts. Not to mention the face," Qin Hui said mysteriously, "it's the name, and only a few people who are really close to them can know it in this world. "

"People from the Wuyou tribe..." He Yi looked at Wuyou with disbelief, and then at Qin Hui with disbelief, "Since they have never been loyal to anyone, why would they..."

"Because I know his name." It seemed that He Yi had been waiting for such a question for a long time.

"Do you know his name? You," He Yi pointed to Qin Hui, "and him," then pointed to Wuyou, "a close relative?" The word "do not believe" seemed to be written directly on his face.

"No, he and I are sworn brothers, why aren't we close relatives?"

"When did I become sworn brothers with you, and when did I tell you your name?" Before Qin Hui could finish his chatter, Wuyou poured cold water on his head, "Tell me, what is my last name?"

"My surname is Wu and my first name is there." She was not ashamed.

"..." Wuyou's mouth twitched.

"..." He Yi couldn't resist the urge to roll his eyes again.

"Ahem," Qin Hui coughed dryly when he saw this, and changed the subject, "Anyway, Yier, don't worry, Wuyou is one of his own. The crown prince's hidden guards are divided into 'A, B, C, and D from high to low. , Wu, Ji, Geng, and Xin' eight groups. In the highest group A, there are 12 people from Jiazi to Jiahai. On the surface, these 12 personal guards take turns, one person per month; but in fact, Those who leave office every month will be secretly executed, and the vacant positions in group A will be filled by people selected from other groups. Therefore, the people around the prince basically change every year."

"But he didn't know that we had tampered with the selection of Group A long ago. He thought that the 12 people who were replaced by Group A were actually just one from the beginning to the end. He Yuxi always disregarded human life, even if it was his own subordinates. Therefore, the casualty rate of his hidden guards is extremely high, and the replacement of personnel is so fast that no one inside or outside the bureau can notice that there is only an empty shell. And he himself has never even remembered any personal secret guards. In fact, if you don’t have a face, you can save the face-changing step.”

"People in high positions often disdain to remember the faces of those who died for him." He Yi clenched his fists as he chewed this sentence carefully.

. . .

In the Spirit Tribe village where the Ou family siblings lived, three guests came to the study of the old village head and his wife.

"She... is gone." After hearing the news from Zhao Lu, the elderly couple held each other's hands tightly in pain.

The white-haired man sends the black-haired man.

Looking at the two old men who were trying their best to hide their grief, Zhao Lu felt like a knife was piercing her heart.

"As parents, we don't even know that she is married, that she has a daughter, that she has suffered outside..." the old woman couldn't go on speaking, she stretched out her hand to cover her mouth. Eyes that could no longer contain tears.

"Then..." The old man squeezed his wife's hand, raised his head and asked Chao Lu, "Jing... Is that child Jing Yu okay?" The old man who knew the existence of his granddaughter for the first time couldn't even pronounce the granddaughter smoothly. name, but her daughter, whom she had not heard from for a long time, has already passed away.

The three nodded, but didn't know what to say.

The room fell into silence, only the old woman's suppressed sobbing echoed quietly.

"Village Chief," finally, it was Zhao Lu who interrupted the heart-wrenching silence, "today's arrangement..."

"No matter how you say it, this is our village, our home, and we are suddenly asked to move..." Halfway through the speech, the old man suddenly changed his expression and said, "No, it's not the time to worry about these things. Lifting her head, she changed her grief and hesitation just now, "Everything will be according to your arrangements, Young Patriarch." Looking at Zhao Lu's face, the intersecting wrinkles finally merged into a firm arc.

"I'm sorry," Zhao Lu lowered her head, "If we..." bit her lip, she changed her words in a strange way, "Then I will trouble the village chief and his wife to prepare quickly, there is not much time left."

"Ah."

The old man left with his wife, leaving only Zhao Lu, Han Shuangxue and Chao Bofan in the room.

"That's the plan," Zhao Lu stared seriously into the eyes of the two, "I'll leave this to you."

"I also……"

"Shuangxue!" Perhaps it was because of the lack of time, Zhao Lu interrupted Han Shuangxue's words in a slightly stern manner, "The martial arts are messed up, and you can only run quickly with light skills, what's the use of following? "

"I……"

Zhao Lu didn't give Han Shuangxue any chance to argue, "Today's plans are closely linked, and if any one of them is missing, it will lead to a catastrophe. My place is important, but yours is the most important thing. I can't live without it." With your cooperation, and only with the help of the two of you, this village can escape. In case, in case the situation is beyond expectation, there are only two of you here who are not helpless. Rely on your martial arts and illusion, and even Shuangxue's flame power to keep everyone safe. Therefore, this matter cannot be discussed."

"Can……"

Chao Bofan pressed Han Shuangxue's hand, and said ahead of her, "Young patriarch, don't worry, we will definitely take care of the matter here."

"Then please." My sister, please.The gazes of Chao Lu and Chao Bofan met in one place.

"Yeah." No matter what happens, I will definitely not hurt her in the slightest.Zhao Bofan nodded solemnly.

"Then... I'll see you when it's done." Standing up, Zhao Lu walked out the door.

"Sister!" Han Shuangxue suddenly changed her previous address, and stopped Chao Lu, but she didn't dare to meet her gaze, "You... don't do anything."

"Who am I? A mere Fengyuwei, what can I do?" Zhao Lu squeezed out a bright smile, "Don't worry, I'm still waiting to go home and tell my father and mother about the 'Nurse of the Spirit Race'. "

Han Shuangxue understood that Chao Lu was trying to force her to relax, but she had to cooperate.She drooped her face exaggeratedly, and said in a slightly excessively strange voice, "Just a joke, Sister Lu, why are you still holding on?"

After smiling at Lu, he stepped out of the room.

It'll be fine, definitely...

It should be fine.

The left shoulder that was pierced in the dream still seemed to be aching for no reason.

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