Feng Ling returned to the Prince's Mansion in the dead of night, the lanterns at the gate of the Fengxiang Garden were hung high, and the candlelight in the room was swaying. The prince looked at the book and waited for Feng Ling to return.

Feng Ling walked into the room sullenly, and the prince looked up at her dejected appearance and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with Ling'er?" Feng Ling lowered his head and said, "I know something unhappy." ”

The prince took her hand and asked with concern: "If you are unhappy, tell me to listen to it and see if I can find a way to solve it for you." ”

Feng Ling hugged the prince's waist and rested his head on his shoulder: "No, no one can solve it." ”

The prince stroked her hair: "Can you tell me what is the matter?"

Feng Ling shook his head: "I can't tell you for the time being. ”

Feng Ling looked up at the prince and said, "Don't be angry with me, I really can't say this." ”

The prince thought about Feng Ling's strange kung fu, as well as the strange actions she showed from time to time, such as knowing what medicine was given in it without eating at the banquet, and he guessed that Feng Ling was probably not just reborn.

He comforted Feng Ling and said, "Then don't say it, I'll hug you for a while, and your mood will improve." ”

Feng Ling smiled and nodded: "I'm in a much better mood now, thank you, husband." ”

The prince was about to say something, but Feng Ling pushed him away and whispered, "There are seven or eight people outside who sneaked into the prince's mansion. ”

She motioned for the prince to come into the inner room, then blew out the lights, and she stood quietly in the corner of the room.

The martial arts of the comer are strong, the prince has practiced martial arts for many years, and he can't hear the sound of the comer, and the secret guards and guards guarding around the prince are not heard.

As the visitor approached Fengxiang Garden, several people flashed into the room gently, each of them holding a sword in their hands. Their figures are very brisk, their steps are like stepping on snow, silent, and their breathing is thin and long. When they entered the room, they dispersed, one guarding the door, one guarding the window, and the others outflanking and walking slowly inside.

When it was too late, Feng Ling struck like lightning, and several assassins didn't have the slightest chance to fight back, Feng Ling slammed her sword hilt at their heads, and she stunted eight killers in a row.

The moment they fainted, they looked like they had seen ghosts. They didn't expect that in the prince's house, there was such a master, and it was impossible for him to be human with such skills.

Feng Ling held a sword in her hand, looked coldly at the few killers who fell to the ground, and she spoke: "Come on, light the lamp, and tie up people." ”

Hearing the news, the secret guards and guards rushed into the Wind Chamber, and the prince also walked out of the house. After the lights were lit, everyone looked at the eight killers who fainted in the room, and they all gasped.

These people infiltrated the Prince's Mansion, and none of the guards except Feng Ling found out, indicating that all the people who came were top killers. A top killer will let all the guards participate in the siege, and the dead and wounded do not know what will happen. There are also eight such killers here, and everyone is afraid when they think about it.

The guards hurriedly tied the eight killers to death like brown boys, and took out the poison from their teeth. After a careful search, nothing was found.

After everyone was busy with everything, they looked at Feng Ling's expression full of surprise, and thought to themselves: The crown princess's kung fu is unfathomable, how fierce is she?

The prince took Feng Ling's hand and said, "Ling'er, thanks to you, if it weren't for the husband's bad luck today." ”

Feng Ling smiled: "Husband is polite." ”

The guards saluted respectfully and said, "Thank you to the crown princess." ”

Feng Ling said: "It's a matter of raising your hands." The crowd was silent.

The prince pointed to a few people underground and asked, "Where did this assassin come from, I haven't heard of such a killer organization in Youguo, who raised it privately?"

The prince said this because he also raised a lot of private soldiers. Since he was shot in his previous life, he has worked hard to support his power since he was reborn. In the rolling mountains from Linyun Temple to the Imperial Tomb, it was all his soldiers. The Blackguards took turns to drill there, training their privates. Each black guard manages a team of people, with strict military discipline and a different division of labor. In addition to working hard during military training, those little soldiers are also very idle in normal times, some are farming, some are hunting, and some are practicing martial arts. There is food, drink and silver, and everyone is looking forward to the prince being able to start a family and glorify his ancestors after he becomes a prince. If you lose, you will die, and you can still leave a sum of money for your family. And the black guard who was in charge of them said, and he gave each man five hundred taels of silver, and if he died, it would go to his family, and if he succeeded, he would double it.

Hei Yi said: "I searched the whole body of these people, there was no sign on the clothes, and there was nothing on them. ”

Hei Er said: "Then what should I do? This kind of person is a dead man, and he will not open his mouth if he is tortured." ”

Hei San pointed his sword at the men and said, "Kill them all." ”

The prince shook his head: "No, I don't know who they are, even if they kill these people, there will be other assassins." ”

Heiyi said: "Throw them into the dungeon, and lock them up without food or drink." What if someone can't stand it? ”

Hei Er objected: "How is it possible? If you are caught, you will not be given food or drink, will you say?"

"Death of starvation will not be said. ”

"That's different? These people are more trained than we are. ”

Feng Ling said: "Don't argue, it's very simple to find out who they are." ”

She pointed to the eight big brown men on the ground and said, "Take them to the basement, and this concubine will interrogate these people." ”

Everyone silently thought in their hearts: Is there anything else that the crown princess can't do? However, they are still full of doubts, and it is even more difficult to know information from the mouth of such a person than to ascend to the sky. They all looked at the prince.

The prince nodded and waved his hand to take it away. After everyone saluted respectfully, the two carried a brown child, and the group went to the basement of the prince's mansion.

The prince put a cloak on Feng Ling, asked Hongmei to give her a small hand stove, and the two of them walked slowly behind.

The prince said, "I'm afraid these killers are dead, and they won't confess." ”

Feng Ling turned his head and smiled at the prince: "Don't worry, husband, I will definitely get an answer from them." ”

The crown prince touched her head: "My crown princess is very capable, and she is very relieved for her husband." ”

Feng Ling said dissatisfiedly: "Husband, you messed up my bun again. ”

The prince laughed. The guard carrying the brown man in front heard the prince's laughter and thought to himself: The prince can still laugh heartily under such circumstances, our master is really bold.

The basement of the Prince's Mansion has no windows on all sides, which is equivalent to a secret room, and only a small air outlet hole is left on the iron door. Locked up in this basement, no one can fly.

At this time, the basement was brightly lit, and in the middle of the basement lay eight men who were tied up strongly, and a dozen or so guards stood in two columns on the left and right. At the top is a mahogany bench table with two wooden chairs at the back.

After the crown prince and the princess sat down, the guards respectfully saluted the two. The crown princess opened her mouth and said, "Present the pen, ink and paper." ”

Kuroichi quickly took a tray from a low cabinet on the left, which contained pen and ink, and he skillfully sharpened the ink. Kuroji took a stack of rice paper from the cabinet and gently placed it on the table, then gently retreated to the left queue.

The room was lonely and silent, and everyone was waiting for the crown prince and the crown princess to speak.