"Quick, you look outside the house, I'll look inside. "Yirong is the big girl ring next to Feng Juelei, so she naturally knows that it is a big deal that a good person in the prince's house is missing, so she immediately calmly ordered Yiyun Dao.

In any case, we must find out the people, and we must see them in life and corpses in death!

"Okay, I'm outside the courtyard, you're in the house, if you find something wrong......" Yiyun made a posture of wiping his neck, they were not ordinary maids, they followed Feng Juelei's side, half of them were waiting, one side was protective, Yiyun's hand was on his waist, there was a soft sword there, he had drunk blood, and he had opened the front.

Mo Xuetong hid under the bed, and in this position, she could see Yiyun's ruthless expression standing at the door, and she could only clench her teeth for a while to suppress the exclamation at the bottom of her lips, how could she not think that since Feng Jueran had a female secret guard like Mo Ye by her side, how could there be no one by Feng Juelei's side.

This Yirong and Yiyun are similar to the existence of ink leaves.

Such a person, let alone two, even one can't be dealt with by yourself.

There were sweat stains on the palms of her hands, and the sword she held in her palms was trembling slightly, and she tried to hold her breath as much as she could, trying to hide her movements, how much she could drag.

If the person who sent himself in wants to frame Feng Juelei, it is best to rush in at this time, if he sees his disheveled and lying with Feng Juelei, even if nothing really happens between the two of them, he will also confirm the fact that he was dyed by King Yan.

If he was ashamed of himself for a while, and hit the wall and died, his father and Feng Juelei would be considered to be a real match.

If he hadn't died on the spot, seeing these two Yahuan with swords, Mo Xuetong suddenly understood that the person was a last resort, those people could take advantage of the chaos to kill themselves, of course, the crime still fell on Feng Juelei's two Yahuan, since the two Yahuan were armed with weapons, in order to protect their own masters, it was very reasonable to get rid of their own curse.

In other words, whether you want to die or not, the ending is certain!

This man has such a careful plan and a ruthless heart!

Now, she had to wait, wait for Moye and them to find out that they were gone!

The light footsteps came to Mo Xuetong's side, and from time to time she heard the sound of turning, Yirong was looking for it, there were only a few places in this room that could hide, Mo Xuetong subconsciously felt nervous, and strongly suppressed her nervous heartbeat, lest she be too abnormal and be discovered by Yirong.

It is said that people with martial arts can find other people's hiding places according to the speed of people's heartbeats.

The footsteps are getting closer and closer, and the skirt of the hundred flowers slowly floats over, at this moment, Mo Xuetong seems to hear the call of death, and her clenched hands become more and more nervous, without deliberately holding her breath, but her breathing and heartbeat almost stopped, at this moment, Mo Xuetong actually looked at the person who designed her to appear.

She knew that in the next moment, if this Yirong found herself hiding under the bed, the sword would unceremoniously stab her throat and kill her with a sword, and she wouldn't even have a chance to speak.

She even thought in despair that the sword in her hand was so short, it was useless to deal with this kind of long sword, not to mention that she was still a weak woman who couldn't martial arts.

Ten steps, nine steps, eight steps......

It's close, it's close!

Three steps!

Mo Xuetong's sweat dripped down her face, she couldn't sit and die, even if she died, she had to die with dignity, secretly calculated, a sword was placed in front of her, facing the place where the tassel was hanging, and her fingers seemed to be consciously grasping a red secret button behind the sword body, secretly calculating.

I didn't realize why I was so skilled at catching the inconspicuous button behind the sword, as if I didn't need to look at it, or as if she was familiar with it in her previous life, completely by instinct.

Now Yirong is only three steps away from herself, as long as she takes a step closer, her hand will pick up the tassel that hangs on the side of the bed, and she will also appear in front of Yirong defenselessly, the urgency of life and death, both in front of her, the cold sweat on her body almost soaked her underwear, but no matter what, she will try her best to refute it.

The long sword reflected the candlelight in the room, flickering and dazzling her eyes.

The tip of the sword was raised on the tassel, and the hooked hanging su seemed to be the eyes of death, with a terrifying aura in it.

Could it be that in a reborn life, she really died so dishonorably......

No, she doesn't want to! Mo Xue's pupils bit her eyes and widened, and she stabbed out fiercely with an instinct, at least she could take the lead, or she didn't have to die so quickly, she was robbing time! That companion was at Yirong's feet, hoping that the venom that Feng Jue stained on the sword could save her life.

The sword seemed to have pierced something, and her arm subconsciously stabbed downward, and the blood sprayed on the hanging tassels, and a few drops sprayed on Mo Xuetong's face, making her hands and feet weak, and she could barely hold the short sword in her hand.

Then there was a "plop", as if something fell to the ground.

Mo Xuetong still retained the sword in her hand, but her body collapsed to the ground all of a sudden, her eyes were full of fear and panic, and the air was instantly filled with a heavy smell of blood, which rushed straight to her mind, chest and abdomen, and she almost wanted to do it, she looked at the once bright eyes from the tassels with a dead face, and now she was as dull as a dead fish, without a trace of life.

It's dead, that girl is dead!

He died under his own short sword!

Her hands trembled and she couldn't hold the sword in her hand, if it weren't for the rebirth of a lifetime, she had experienced life and death, and she would have fainted at this time.

Mo Xuetong didn't know what it felt, she only told herself over and over again, don't be afraid, now she must leave here as soon as possible, the danger has not yet left.

Just now, she was still looking forward to someone coming, but at this time, it was another thought, slower, slower, let her find a place to escape first.

But it backfired, and she clearly heard the voices of people in the courtyard outside.

Not just one male voice, but several, Mo Xuetong's face turned pale, she can't get out of this room anymore, there is still a dead girl ring in the house, the blood stains on her head and face can't escape, Mo Xuetong knows that this time I'm afraid I can't be spared.

With his eyes open, he took a few heavy breaths, suppressed the churning in his chest because of the bloody gas, forced himself not to look at Yirong's dead eyes, and got out from under the bed, and the sword in his hand was aimed at Feng Juelei who was lying on the bed, since his father was destined to fight against him, since his father was destined to die in his hands.

Then she simply killed him first and committed suicide!

The scene has been messy enough, the three people in the house are all dead here, and they are weak women who appeared here inexplicably, people will only think that it is Feng Juelei who has taken him captive, and he does not obey, desperately protecting himself, which has caused such a situation, Emperor Zongwen is a holy master, and he will not be angry with his father because of this.

made up his mind, and the short sword in his hand pointed directly at Feng Juelei......

The door was slammed open, and a group of young sons and brothers were all friends with Feng Juelei on weekdays, and the first one was drunk and smoky: "Quick, call the prince quickly, come out ...... Something is wrong!"

Because he was drunk, his tongue was a little big, and his words were not clear, but he could see that he was in a hurry, and a few maids who opened the door slowly were pushed aside fiercely.

"What is the matter with this prince? Yiyun was leading people to search in the yard, and when he heard people's voices, he hurriedly came over to stop them.

"This, this...... Sister, go and invite the prince to come over, there is a big event, something big has happened. Although he was in a hurry, although he said politely, he rushed up and pushed Yiyun away, and the next few immediately followed, Yiyun's kung fu was good, but he couldn't show it in front of people, and at this time, he had to be like an ordinary girl, and he stumbled out.

"A few sons, wait a minute......" She stood still with a little girl, and wanted to say something, but the seven or eight people had already rushed in, so it seemed imperative.

Yiyun has also seen these sons who interact with Feng Juelei on weekdays, but he has never seen them so rude, and they dare to go straight into the prince's inner room, which is really against the sky!

Thinking that there was still Yi Rong in the house, Yi Rong was a little neater than her own hands and feet, it should be impossible for these people to break into the wind room and startle the prince, Yiyun simply only behind them, pretending to be anxious and said loudly: "A few sons, the prince is drunk and resting, no one is allowed to disturb the prince." ”

She was hinting to Yirong in the house that she couldn't die anymore.

There was no one else in the house, before Yirong and Yiyun hinted that the Han master had changed, for fear that others would know, they simply sent all the people out, and the people in the courtyard only had a shadow flashing, I don't know if it was an assassin, if this Han master was really abnormal, after Yirong stabbed her to death, it would be easy to find an excuse to deal with it.

But I didn't expect this situation to happen, and I was rushed in by several people for a while.

Several sons of the family all drank wine, and they were not lightly drunk, and they were a little frightened, so they even forgot their usual scruples, and they had the courage to rush into Feng Juelei's inner room, and the jade-colored beaded curtain was raised, and these people rushed into the house without any order.

At first, the man also muttered: "Lord, get up quickly, those people are really too much, they actually blocked the door with soldiers and horses, and didn't let us go out, and said that even if the prince is here, don't think about going out, who dare to deal with the lords like this, lord, get up, let them know that you are not easy to mess with, and the world may not be ...... in the future."

What he said was a bit too much, and a person behind him, who was obviously still a little sober, pushed him hard and said, "Don't talk nonsense, I don't want to live anymore, don't you!"

His original intention was to warn the one in front of him not to talk nonsense, the important matter related to the royal heir, before the dust falls, whoever talks about it is looking for death, and the person who says it is guilty, and the person who listens is also guilty.

It's just that I can't control the force after drinking, and I use a little more force, and the one in front is walking into the inner room, and I haven't turned the screen yet, and I was pushed by this one, and I was unsteady on my feet.

There was a loud "bang", the eardrums of the people who shook were almost deafening, everyone was shocked and closed their eyes, and a few people standing in front of the screen didn't have time to hide, and they fell to the ground with the screen, screaming for a while, falling to the ground, and making a mess, and Yiyun, who entered the door together, showed a sneering sneer on his face.

A group of straw bales, it must be the momentum created by Yirong inside in order to prevent them from entering, just such a little movement scared them like this, it was really useless!

It's just that then, everything quieted down, there seemed to be something dull in the air, startled, there was a kind of uneasiness brewing in it, Yiyun suddenly had a bad premonition, she was at the door, far from the inside, rushed in, and before she got inside, she heard a scream in horror.

"Lord Wang, Lord Wang,"

"Quick, someone assassinated the prince. ”

"Come on, someone, someone killed the prince...... "......

Yiyun's body was so frightened that he almost hit a green jade amphora with broken branches on the side, his face was as pale as snow, Wang Ye, Wang Ye, something happened......