Lu Yuan didn't dare to take a breath, and she could lie behind the tree in a weird posture, fortunately, her current position was still some distance away from the princess, otherwise I am afraid she would have been discovered.

It's just that she still feels unsafe, and while Sizhu was beating the assassin, she let herself make as little noise as possible little by little, and then lay on the ground.

Sizhu still stepped on the assassin's head fiercely, pressing her face to the ground, and the force was so great that Lu Yuan, who was lying on the ground far away, covered his mouth in fright.

And the reason why she knew that the assassin was a woman was because although she was dressed in a featureless set of gray linen clothes, she had her headscarf removed after she was discovered assassinating the princess, and her hair was pouring like water, reaching her waist, even if her back was facing her, she could recognize it as a woman at a glance.

Lu Yuan was worried that she would not be seen by other people who happened to pass by when she was lying here, if she was caught, she was already sure that if the assassin refused to admit it, the princess would definitely suspect that this qiē was instigated by the young lady, even if she said that she came here by accident and accidentally saw this qiē, lying here just to avoid arousing suspicion, and the other party would definitely not believe it. Because if the young lady was assassinated at this moment, and it happened that the silk bamboo ink marks were lying there, she would definitely suspect that it was the princess who instructed her.

Lu Yuan was a little annoyed, she was a little resentful of why she was so curious, at the beginning of the assassination, she had a chance to leave, but she stayed to take a few more looks.

She is now expecting the princess to leave quickly, and it is good to take the assassin to interrogate wherever she goes, as long as she leaves quickly so that she can go back safely, but it seems that the other party has no intention of leaving at all.

Fang Xiaoyu's injury succeeded in infuriating Sizhu and Ink Marks. This is their dereliction of duty as martial maids.

As a secret guard from the Moon Shadow Division, staying by Miss's side as a martial maid will make Miss be stabbed. Fortunately, the knife wound was on the hand, if it was cut in some important part, or if Miss Ruo didn't know martial arts and didn't succeed in dodging the sudden blow, it might have caused a tragedy at this moment.

It's not just that they're too careless. It was also because they had never imagined that in the palace, in the garden where so many people would come and go, the assassins would do it like this.

Come on now. Perhaps the Assassins saw that they would let their guard down in such an environment, so they would make a surprise move to strike immediately when people were unprepared, otherwise they would be in an uninhabited alley or other place where it seemed that there might be an ambush. None of them would be so relaxed.

Hitoku was furious. She didn't know if she was angry at the other party's audacity or her own dereliction of duty, she only knew that she had poured all her anger on the assassin.

Even, she was not in a hurry to ask who the insignee was, and before that, at least let her relieve her anger first.

Mo Ji quickly took out a clean silk handkerchief and tied the part of Fang Xiaoyu's hand tightly, only then did he look at the assassin on the ground with a cold face, and then stepped forward to stop Sizhu's further kicking.

Sizhu was still a little dissatisfied with the Ink Marks' stopping, but the Ink Marks said lightly: "If you kill her." How else to ask who the instructor is? Do you want Miss to be in danger all the time? ”

Sizhu was persuaded by the ink marks, so he reluctantly put away his anger, glared at the assassin viciously, and retreated to Fang Xiaoyu's side.

Ink Squatted down, as if to examine the woman's identity. At this moment, the woman's nose is blue and her face is swollen, but it is not easy to see what this face looks like.

"Who instructed you to assassinate Miss?" A gentle smile appeared on Mo Zhen's face, and his tone was light as if he was saying love words to the leafhopper, but the strength of his fingers grabbing the other party's hair and lifting it up was by no means as gentle as he imagined, and the other party only felt that his hair was going to be pulled down by the positive piece, and his whole body exploded in pain.

The Assassins seemed to be content with their loyalty. It's just that he is holding his neck and closing his eyes, looking like he is at the mercy of you, but this makes Mo Zhen smile a little deeper.

The Assassin suddenly had a bad feeling. Sure enough, I saw the ink mark and gently took out a steel needle as thick as a wooden skewer. It was the weapon she carried with her, it could hurt and kill, and she used it most easily. But I have to admit that for such a weapon, she is far less terrible than the young lady to use.

But. Enough to deal with one assassin.

Ink Mark looked at the steel needle in her hand with a smile, and gently hooked the corners of her mouth at the assassin, she said, "This steel needle is used by me as a secret weapon on weekdays. It's just that Miss once taught me that this is also a good way to extract confessions. ”

The assassin shuddered for no apparent reason. But she still gritted her teeth and didn't speak.

"Do you know what happens when you insert this steel needle through your penetration?" The smile of the ink mark is like the black devil flower blooming under the abyss, beautiful and bewitching, but also exudes a strong breath of death, which makes people scared, but they can't help but want to get closer.

Swallowing her saliva at this moment, she began to feel that her throat was dry, and the image of a steel needle as long as chopsticks inserted into the back of her head made her shudder.

But Moji still smiled, smiling like a child who liked some interesting toy, and said, "Actually, I haven't tried it, but I've heard people say it's very interesting." And those ill-intentioned people caught on weekdays are not as hard-mouthed as you, and before they can use this trick, they will crackle and say everything. ”

"Honestly, I'm a little disappointed." The ink mark showed a look of regret, which made him tremble even more at the moment.

The look of disappointment on Moji's face only lasted for a short time, but he suddenly became excited and said: "But here today, there is no other tool to extract confessions, and it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, even if it is me, there is nothing I can do." I happened to remember that I still had this thing on my body......" Ink Mark glanced at the steel needle shining with cold light in his hand, and said with a sinister smile: "It's better to try it now, so that I can see the desolation of the tortured with my own eyes and listen to the screams of the tortured." ”

As she spoke, the ink mark was eager to try, aiming the steel at the top of her head, and she could even feel the cold touch of the needle tip touching her scalp, and her body began to feel like an electric surge, and her hands and feet were numb and didn't dare to move. The wound on her face seemed to be less painful, and every fear in her body was left to the superstar steel needle on the top of her head, which was the length of chopsticks, and her heart always felt like it wanted to stop, and she felt suffocated.

But Inkmark apparently didn't care about her fear, and moved the steel needle back and forth with great interest, as if trying to find a suitable position to stab it.

But she wasn't quite sure which position was the most effective. So he turned his head to ask Fang Xiaoyu with a look of curiosity: "Miss, is it okay to stab down from here?" ”

At this moment, my whole body was cold, from my hair to my toes, from head to tail, it was as if I was immersed in ice water. It's still in the cold winter weather.

She looked at Fang Xiaoyu with an almost distress-seeking gaze, and she prayed that Fang Xiaoyu would have mercy and give her a good time.

Fang Xiao looked at the ink marks impatiently, and said coldly: "It doesn't matter where you stab it from, if you don't stab it in the right place." One more time. With such a big living person, there will always be times when you get tired of playing. ”

Fang Xiaoyu's words were like a bucket of cold water with ice slag, drenching her from head to foot, and she realized that when it came to ruthlessness, the ink marks were far less than the slightest bit of laughter.

The maid is so vicious, how can the master be a sheep to be slaughtered?

Not only the assassins, but even Lu Yuan, who was lying behind a tree not far away, felt cold all over his body. She imagined the huge steel needle piercing through the top of her head, and just thinking about it hurt a lot. But she couldn't imagine what would happen after the piercing.

And unknown. is the most terrifying.

Lu Yuan couldn't help but tighten the clothes on his body.

She wanted to leave. She didn't want to see that. Even if the steel needle didn't pierce her head, she still felt that her body was trembling and she couldn't stop.

It's scary. The princess is so terrible.

Killing people is not a nod to the ground, even if the princess of the world kills the assassin with a knife, she will not feel anything. Murderers are always killed. She understands that before making a decision, she must have the consciousness of failure and being killed.

However, the princess obviously had the ability to finish off the assassin in an instant, but she allowed the ink marks to torture the assassin step by step from body to heart, and she realized that she did not live in a carefree farm yard, but lived in the Anwang Mansion, which was second only to the palace to eat people.

Over here. The strife never ceased. And the biggest dispute in the palace originally came from the persecution of the prince by the lady.

Lu Yuan suddenly felt very scared.

She was shocked to realize that at this moment, Madame was assassinated by the young master, life and death were unknown, and the young master was caught by the young lady and threatened again and again.

So, is Miss the winner?

Lu Yuan slapped a cross in his heart.

No. The ultimate winner here is the princess. She toyed with everyone and applauded.

It started with the assassination of the lady. She had insight into what the young master had done, and even why the young master had done such a crazy thing, and she instilled a qiē speculation into the young lady unconsciously, so that the young lady and the young master turned against each other, and the young lady was disappointed in the young master. Even, even the calculations of Concubine Zhou and the second prince have become tools that can be used in her hands. And the young lady knew that maybe this was Fang Xiaoyu's conspiracy to deal with their family, but she had to obediently jump into it and become a puppet in her hand.

Because, the young master did stab Madame.

Because, the young master was indeed deceived.

This is an undeniable fact. It is also the reality that the young lady cannot escape this conspiracy.

Lu Yuan suddenly felt a little out of breath.

What will happen to her, Miss? What kind of future will she have, Miss?

As soon as she remembered what Miss had just said, she felt fear coming at her.

She didn't want to see that Miss also had a miserable future.

She didn't want something to happen to Miss.

Little did the Assassin know that there was another person not far behind her who shared her fears. Feeling the cold touch of the tip of the steel needle swimming back and forth on his scalp, the Assassin's previously closed mouth trembled violently, and the grinding of teeth could be heard clearly in the silent courtyard.

And the more gentle the smile was, the more indifferent Fang Xiaoyu was, the colder the assassin's heart became, and finally she finally collapsed when the steel needle in the ink mark hand had just pierced her scalp a little bit. She cried so hard that she cried out with a handful of snot and tears: "I say! I'll say everything! ”

Only then did Mo Ji stop the movements in his hand, but the expression on his face did not have a trace of joy, but instead said 'cut' with disgust, as if she was dissatisfied with the fact that she could not experience the fun of extorting confessions by torture so well at this moment.

At this time, Sizhu smiled and patted Moji's shoulder, and said with some schadenfreude: "The person behind the scenes is more important. The safety of the young lady should be the first priority. But you don't have to be disappointed, when you find the person behind the scenes, you can use this steel needle to stick her into a hedgehog. ”

Only then did Mo Ji hold his mouth and put away the steel needle, and the other party smiled and said coquettishly: "Miss, when you find the person behind the scenes, you will definitely hand her over to the slave maid." The slave's steel needle has just been forged, and it hasn't seen blood yet. ”

Fang Xiaoyu smiled helplessly and said, "Okay, I'll leave it to you." ”

Ink Marks obediently shut up.

Then Sizhu squatted down, looked at the moment, and asked, "You can say it." Who was the one who instructed you to assassinate Miss? ”

"Yes...... It's ......" The assassin seemed hesitant.

"Say!" Inkmark suddenly let out a loud shout, startling both the assassin and the hiding green garden.

When the assassin saw the ink mark and took out the steel needle from his arms, he quickly shook his head in fright and said, "I said, I said." Be...... It was Miss Shilan who called the slave maid to assassinate the princess. ”

"Ye Shilan?" Fang Xiaoyu's eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone did not fluctuate at all, but Lu Yuan, who was hiding on the side, was so frightened that he almost jumped out to refute.

Not Miss! Not Miss! The young lady never called someone to assassinate the princess, no! Never!

Lu Yuan only felt that his heart was about to explode. She realizes that someone wants to frame Miss and let the princess deal with Miss.

"Ye Shilan? She's so bold! How dare someone assassinate Miss? Could it be that she really thought that Miss had made a deal with Li Suqing and let her go, so that she would have nothing to fear? Sizhu immediately jumped up and scolded: "Miss, the slave maid went to arrest that Ye Shilan, anyway, the prince is ashamed of the prince now, if it is to get the son's forgiveness, the death of a daughter seems to be nothing." What's more, if the young lady wants to, the slave maid has a way to make her disappear unconsciously. ”

"You'd rather calm down, how do you know that this minion didn't deliberately blame you?" The ink marks looked much calmer.

Lu Yuan lay on the ground and nodded, and said in his heart that you were right, it was really a blame, it was really a blame!

But Sizhu was not very willing to listen, and said: "Even if it is to blame, that Ye Shilan must be eager for Miss to be killed, and would rather kill the wrong person than let it go, for the safety of Miss, what's the big deal about the last person?" ”

"Silk Bamboo!" Mo Ji held his forehead helplessly.

"The slave didn't panic, the slave really didn't lie. It was really Miss Shilan who ordered the slave maid to attack the princess. Miss Shilan said that only when the princess died, the young master's affairs could really be hidden, otherwise she would be held firmly in her hands by the princess and played with, which she would never allow. The slave and maid said everything, and the slave and maid only asked the princess to give the slave and maid a good time! The assassin was frightened and clarified, patting his chest to assure that everything she said was true.

"Seems plausible? There are not many people in this mansion who know about Ye Xiqian. This time, even the ink marks felt that the testimony was credible.

Lu Yuan's heart sank fiercely. (To be continued.) )