Jiang Wei was not sure whether the person in the house was a British prince at the moment. The British Duke has made a lot of enemies over the years, and he is an old treacherous and cunning, if he doesn't have some ability, he is afraid that he will be successfully assassinated by the people of Qingliu or the emperor and Huo Shijiu. Assassination is the quickest and most convenient way to deal with such a character, and the enemies on the left and right don't care if his men will be in chaos after the death of the British duke.

However, after so many years, the British Duke is still standing. Did no one assassinate him? Of course not. The only possibility is that the British public has its own set of self-protection methods.

Jiang Yu waited quietly behind the bathtub, heard the sound of even breathing in the quiet inner room, closed her eyes again, focused all her senses on her ears, and knew that there was a maid vigil in the outer room, and she was afraid that she would also sleep, and the footsteps of the guards under the porch outside passed in front of the door.

Jiang Wei was not anxious, if she wanted to assassinate, the most important thing was to keep her mind, not to mess up before the enemy, and wait for the footsteps of the patrolling guards to get farther away, and make sure that the people in the house were sleeping, Jiang Wei tiptoed up, entered the inner room lightly and quickly, and hid behind the black lacquer folding screen.

There were clothes on the screen, covering the gap between the folding screens, and it was impossible to see the outside, Jiang Yu waited for a while, saw that there was nothing unusual, and poked her head out to look into the inner room.

The light in the room was dim, and there was a faint candlelight flickering outside the blue gauze cupboard, which showed that the maid who kept vigil kept a lamp, and thanks to this lamp, every qiē in the inner room could be seen very clearly. A thick brocade mattress was laid on the ondol near the window, and the color could not be distinguished due to the dim light. Leaning against the wall, there is a black lacquer moire strip, a faint soothing incense burns in the incense burner with white jade, and a pot of orchid grass on the right. is silently pouring out the fragrance. Further inside. It is a carved stepping bed with a light-colored hank.

The location was determined. Jiang Fei rushed up, and in a moment she arrived at the side of the bed, leaned her back to one side to carve, lifted the skein curtain with the other hand, and looked sideways, only to see the British Duke and the Duchess lying side by side, the two of them covered two brocade quilts, and the British Duke slept on the inside.

Again, make sure it's quiet outside. The footsteps of another patrol guard approached and faded away.

Jiang Wei seized the opportunity, dodged to the bedside, jumped on the bed and pulled out the sharp dagger hidden in the fawn skin soft boots, covered the British duke's mouth with one hand, and slid the dagger down his throat with the other.

Jiang Wei is very familiar with this set, and she is familiar with the use of light cars. The moment the dagger slid down her throat, she felt strange.

It doesn't feel right!

The feeling of the dagger piercing the skin and piercing the flesh and cutting the artery, she couldn't understand it better! At this time, the dagger slashed at some kind of metal or extremely tough fiber, and swung the blade away!

But for a moment. The British Duke has woken up.

Rao is sleeping, and his mouth and nose are pressed while he is asleep. If something slips down the throat, it will also be frightened.

His exclamation was covered by Jiang Yan, and at the moment when his body struggled, Jiang Yan's dagger stabbed him in the heart again.

This time, the feel was still not right, and he must have worn something soft armor on his upper body.

The struggle of the British duke alarmed the old lady on the side, and when she opened her eyes, she saw a black-clothed masked man squatting on the bed, holding a cold dagger in his hand, and stabbing her husband murderously, and immediately bluffed her, "Ah! An exclamation.

Jiang Yu knew that the matter was exposed, and she was afraid that she would not succeed tonight, and she was afraid that it would be difficult to get out if she escaped later. And because she almost never failed in the assassination mission, but today she lost her hand on an ancient old man, and she was so angry that she unwillingly turned her dagger into the crotch of the British duke.

He won't wear iron pants after all!

"Ahh The British public screamed miserably, and Jiang Wei pulled out the blood-stained dagger and flew off the stepping bed, flashing into the screen like a ghost.

When the maid of the foreign affairs vigil heard the exclamation of the English duchess, and pushed the blue gauze cabinet into the inner room, she saw only the swaying tent of the bed.

"Grandpa Guo! What's wrong with you! The British duchess was frightened, and howled like a pig, "Come on, there are assassins!" There are assassins! ”

But in the middle of a breath, the guards arrived, and the maids and the old mothers were disheveled and hurriedly turned on the lamps.

I saw that the British duchess had passed out, and the light yellow brocade quilt was damaged on his lower abdomen and oozed dark red, and the British duchess shook her hand to lift the quilt, and saw that she was wearing a snow-white middle coat and a high-necked soft armor on her upper body, and her crotch was already red!

"Ahh Quick, please ask the doctor!! ”

The British Mansion was brightly lit, and the guards were encircled near the upper room for a moment, for fear that any more assassins would approach, and a small number of people searched around, and some strategists went to inform the soldiers and horses of the five cities that the whole city was under martial law.

At this time, Jiang Wei was already on the way back to the prison.

Cao Yu was anxious in prison.

Suddenly, I felt someone in the corridor outside approaching lightly, and my heart was relieved.

"Ma'am?"

"Hmm." Jiang Yu opened the lock with the hairpin tail that she had just bent, opened the door and came in, and hurriedly took off her night clothes, "When I just came in, I saw that the jailers seemed to be sleeping sweetly, but one of the jailers at the door fell in the snow and was frozen, and you knocked out that person?" ”

Cao Yu was also untying the women's clothes on her body: "Yes." ”

"The man can't stay, you carry the man in front of the door later, strip off his clothes, cut off his body, and make a vendetta appearance."

"Ahh Cao Yu's hand that unfastened the buckle trembled, and the cold air rushed up his back.

When any man hears this statement, he is afraid that Cao Yu will react.

However, he also understood what Jiang Yu meant, the jailer who was knocked out would become her loophole. Cao Yu bowed: "Got it." ”

The two changed their clothes back, and while Jiang Yu was sitting on the straw bed and picking up the green silk again, Cao Yu was sure that there was no wound on her body, so she asked, "Madame, can you get it?" ”

"That old guy has a strange soft armor on his body, protecting vital parts."

Cao Yu's gaze couldn't control the entangled shadow of Jiang Yan, and the green silk twisted and fixed on her dexterous fingertips, gradually revealing her slender and white neck.

He forced himself to turn his face away and covered his mask: "Madame, it's okay, I'll go back." ”

"Well, you can bring back the hand warmer, just leave this sleeve warmer for me."

Jiang Wei put her hands in the vermilion brocade warm sleeves, turned around, her eyes were in the dim cell, but they seemed to have been quenched with a layer of broken light, "There is an extra stove, I am afraid that people will see the clues." As for the outfit on my body, the jailers don't care too much. ”

Cao Yu said, lowered his eyes and put away the stove: "Madame, be patient for the time being, as soon as the morning dawns, the marquis will go back to ask the emperor for mercy, and your mother will also go to ask Lord Jiang." ”

Jiang Yu sat back on the straw bed, her eyelashes trembling slightly, "My mother is looking for Master Jiang?" ”

"Hmm." Cao Yu knew the worries and contradictions in her heart, and said distressedly: "Madame don't have to worry, Mrs. Tai arranged for someone to follow your mother, and Lord Jiang is also surrounded by Hou Ye's people, so it's okay." (To be continued......)