"I'll go out and take a look, and you should leave through the back door, and don't linger any longer." Shen Sheng left such a sentence, Shan Shaojun didn't look at Yingxin, pushed the door and left.

Yingxin looked at the door panel that was forcefully closed, and said in surprise: "What stimulated this person today?" ”

The sound of silk and bamboo stopped, highlighting the noise downstairs, and after a few heavy and powerful shouts, the noise turned into whispering. He had been listening carefully to the sound outside the door, and suddenly realized that the arrival of the officers and soldiers might not be because of his heart.

Unconsciously, I thought of the man in the alley who had never made a sound and the blood stains on his sleeves. If it was as she thought, the man was not drunk, but killed......

Who is that man? And is Shan Gongzi a murderer?

If this is the case, Shan Gongzi is too well hidden, and the image of a merry boy who does not learn and has no skills is too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, not only hiding from everyone, but even Yingxin has not been aware of it. If she hadn't inadvertently broken in and knew his voice and back, she probably wouldn't have noticed.

As an eyewitness, she thought that Shan Gongzi should find her again.

"Yingxin, Shan Gongzi is right, let's go back first. As for Yingyue, you don't have to worry, since Shan Gongzi promised to help, he won't break his promise, even if you don't believe him, and me, I have a different identity from you, and it won't have any impact if I go in and out of here. ”

Yingyue also said: "Yes, after so many years in Zhufanglou, if I don't even have the ability to protect myself, it can be regarded as a wasted life." ”

Yingxin no longer dwelled on this issue, "Okay, if that guy Li Ren comes to pester you again, you can ask someone to send me a letter." Having said that, he made up his mind in his heart that he wanted Li Ren to come over again if he didn't have the time.

Yingyue nodded and sent the two out.

As soon as the door opened, Yingxin's guards were already guarding the door, Yingxin glanced at him, and was about to say something, but he preemptively said: "Shan Gongzi has arranged for two officers and soldiers to send Miss Mu, and she is waiting at the back door at the moment. ”

Yingxin was stunned for a moment, wondering when the kid was so thoughtful, and glared at him fiercely, thinking that he must have told the secret. And Tilt Wan confirmed the identity of Shan Gongzi even more, and finally understood why the City Lord of Zhou had never given up on marrying Yingxin to him.

The three of them exchanged a few more words, and Yingxin quietly left with the guard.

Tilting and Yingyue breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, the two glanced at each other, and smiled lightly at the same time.

"It's not an ordinary woman who can really become friends with Yingxin, thank you." Yingyue said gratefully, for what she had done tonight.

Tilt shook his head, "I don't have many friends, but my friends are my friends." It's still Yingxin's sentence, what's inconvenient, let people inform us. ”

"You," Yingyue hesitated, "don't you mind who I am?" "Ordinary women hate them the most, and they can't wait to rip off their skin and drink their blood.

Identity? Leaning against the door panel, his gaze over the railing and landed below.

"What about being noble?" She murmured.

Yingyue didn't hear her words clearly, but saw that she was in a trance and stopped asking, "Let's go, I'll send you down." ”

Tilting Wan quietly looked at Shan Shaojun, who was standing with the officers and soldiers, temporarily dispelled the idea of returning the short knife, and decided to talk about it at another date, and replied: "No need, I know how to go, don't worry, someone will send me back, it's okay." ”

Even if no one sends it, she is not worried, she has always known that there are always people from the Five Princes in the shadows, protection, or surveillance.

Yingyue thought about it and stopped insisting.

The wooden ladder on the side is narrow, and a few small dim lamps hang over the head and sway, giving people a sense of dizziness. Tilting walked slowly, there was a knocking sound under his feet, one or two sounds, and he counted it in his heart without distraction. At the corner, I ran into a man.

The man stood at the foot of the three steps, and he could be seen to be able to look at him, which showed his stature, and his shoulders were unusually broad, taking up almost the entire staircase. He took two steps back and stuck to the wall, motioning for him to pass first.

His eyes were unusually bright and expressionless, and he looked at her, nodded his head and walked past him in silence. He slammed his arm, and the dagger slipped from his sleeve with a dull sound.

Tilting wanted to wait for the man to go up the stairs and pick it up, but the man's figure suddenly stopped, he looked back slightly at the pattern engraved on the ground, his eyes slowly moved to her face, and suddenly turned around. I took the knife in my hand and looked through it slowly.

"This knife is yours? It's special. His voice was low, rumbling like a voice coming from his chest.

"Thank you." She replied in a deep voice, drew the short knife from his palm, and walked briskly down the stairs, vaguely feeling that the man's gaze was still on hers. After leaving his sight, the steady footsteps on the stairs slowly sounded again.

Outside the building, there is a faint and fresh smell of locust trees, and it is quiet and tranquil in all directions, which is different from the noise inside. He looked up at the half moon in the sky, sighed softly, and looked down at the knife in his hand again. There are faint signs of wear on the hilt, but it cannot hide the intricate beauty of the hollow pattern. There was a little blood stain on one side of the hilt, and he pulled out the knife a little bit, but the blade was unusually clean.

So isn't this knife a murder weapon?

She was turning over and looking carefully, and two officers and soldiers came up behind her, "Childe, we are ordered to escort you back." ”

"Thank you both." Tilt put the knife back in his sleeve and turned.

The two officers and soldiers were suddenly stunned when they heard her voice, and they couldn't help but look at her carefully.

"It turned out to be a girl." The taller officers and soldiers said in a low voice, and their tones were a little strange.

He looked very young, his eyes were a little curious and presumptuous, and when the words fell, he was poked by the person next to him, and then he stopped making a sound. The shorter officers and soldiers on the side looked thick and honest, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, but their demeanor was a little restrained, and their official uniforms were slightly tightened.

His gaze swept over the two of them one by one, and he took the lead in the outside.

Before the night was dark, the streets were still bustling, the hawkers were selling, and the children were cheering, and the atmosphere was still warm. The pace was not fast, and I walked all the way to take a look, bought a lantern and a bag of osmanthus candy, and shuttled through the crowd.

"Girl, it's not been peaceful in the city lately, if it's not a big deal, it's better not to wander around." Seeing this, the shorter officers and soldiers whispered dissuasion.

"Not peaceful?" She looked around, everyone was still laughing and laughing, and she couldn't see the slightest abnormality, "I haven't heard Yingxin say it." ”

"This," the short officer hesitated slightly, "I'm afraid that Miss Zhou doesn't know much, and the matter is important, so we can't say much." ”

"In that case, then I don't want to ask too much. In fact, I have always admired all the officials, if it weren't for you, where would the people in the city be happy today? ”

"In this way, the girl must also respect the city lord of Zhou?" The young official asked.

"Of course, let the people respect and make the enemy fearful, you must have joined the army because of the prestige of the city lord."

What the young official wanted to say, the short official said quickly: "Of course." ”

"I don't like the accents of the two locals, but they come here?"

"Yes, we are from a neighboring county, and the girl has good ears."

Talking to the two of them all the way, he stopped in front of a house not long after. She turned sideways slightly, "That's it, I'm sorry for the two officials to send each other all the way, thank you." ”

The two looked up, and there was a faint light in the courtyard, and the short official said respectfully: "We watched the girl go in, and it was good to go back." ”

Tilt smiled, said nothing about their caution, and stepped forward and knocked on the door.

The hospital quickly responded, "Who?" ”

"It's me." ”

The person inside seemed to mumble something, shouted "Wait a minute", and walked over with kicks and feet.

Only then did he look back at the two of them and said, "The two poor masters, please go back, hard work." ”

The two looked at each other, then turned away.

"Girl, who are you?" The door opened, and a middle-aged woman stood behind the threshold, looking at her in confusion.

Tilting Wan didn't rush to answer, and beckoned to the two who were looking back, until the two figures gradually disappeared into the crowd, she turned around and smiled: "Sorry, I made a mistake." ”

Inside the Zhufang Building, "Dead people, dead people." A man ran to the lobby in a panic with his pants on his hand, his face full of horror.

Shan Shaojun's face froze, and he stepped forward and grabbed the man's collar, "Where is the person?" ”

The man trembled and stretched out his hand, "There is a lot of blood on them, I didn't kill them, I really didn't kill them." His fingers were stained with blood, and he wiped it vigorously against his clothes.

Shan Shaojun didn't bother to listen to his explanation, pushed him aside and ran in the direction he pointed, and the official who led the team on the side asked him to take him back for questioning, and then followed.

Under the stairs of the back door were two men, covered in blood, each with a blood mark on their necks, apparently killed by a slitty throat. They were only wearing middle clothes, and Shan Shaojun didn't recognize the two, but the officials who came with them recognized the two as his subordinates at a glance.

He was shocked, "How could it be ......"

"Who did it? Why did you make such a ruthless hand. Whispers came from the crowd behind.

Shan Shaojun calmly squatted beside the two and looked at the wound on their necks, the killer moved neatly, and the knife was fatal. He looked up and looked around, and suddenly his gaze fell on the door.

"Damn." He cursed coldly and rushed outside.