Mrs. Sun's flaw was only for a moment, but she was caught by Cao Miao, who was waiting for a long time.

Life is like a play, and drama is like life. Cao Miao, who has analyzed countless scripts and countless characters, understands a truth: everyone has an obsession in their hearts. This obsession is his flaw. The stronger the obsession, the greater the flaw.

The governor of the camp is responsible for Sun Wu's hidden front, and Mrs. Sun's obsession is most likely related to this.

The rumor that Sun Quan is not of Sun's bloodline is not just a rumor, there is another hidden implication: Sun Ce and Sun Yi both died in assassination. This hint means little to others, and to Mrs. Sun, who specializes in this kind of affairs, it will definitely have a subtle effect, compressing her already highly tense nerves to the limit.

No matter how small it was, as long as it involved the assassins and Sun Quan's safety, it was the top priority for her.

The Relief Battalion, especially the middle battalion she commanded, was never enough in force, and the personnel were never sufficiently trained. Since Shi Sha, who was relied on by her, made a major mistake, how could others not make mistakes?

These are all potential obsessions of Mrs. Sun. What Cao Miao has to do is to knock quietly, find the inevitable flaw, and then hold on tightly, forcing Mrs. Sun to follow his train of thought.

Trapping the Wei Assassins was certainly a good strategy, but it had a fatal weakness: passivity.

You can never know if the Wei Assassins will come, and when they will come, so you can only deploy a large number of troops around the perimeter. For Madame Sun, who did not have enough troops, this was by no means a perfect plan.

Cao Miao said to Liu Chen and others that on Chinese New Year's Eve at most, Mrs. Sun would definitely invite him to a banquet, and her confidence came from this. On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, Sun Quan wants to feast on the courtiers, and it is impossible for Mrs. Sun to spend her troops here, and she will definitely withdraw the ambush, taking Sun Quan's safety as the top priority.

Since yesterday, she has only two days to do so.

Even for these two days, she was still taking risks. In case the Assassin took this opportunity to assassinate Sun Quan, even if he failed to hurt Sun Quan, as long as he alarmed the minister, it would be her major mistake. As a woman, she is under much more pressure than the average person to take on this heavy responsibility.

Mrs. Sun thought for a moment, then turned to look at Cao Miao, the corners of her mouth seemed to be smiling. "Cao Jun is clever, beyond my expectations."

"Although I am not in good health, I am not stupid." Cao Miao also smiled. "I don't dare to think that others are stupid, especially a heroine like Mrs. can make Liu Xuande, who dominates the world, jealous, and his wife's prestige has long been like thunder. ”

Mrs. Sun's face shrank, she glanced at Cao Miao deeply, and snorted. "Cao Jun doesn't have to worry about him. Whether it's Cao Wei or Xishu, we won't take it lightly. ”

Cao Miao looked up to the sky and laughed, flicked his sleeves, turned around and walked away slowly.

The faint smile on Mrs. Sun's face gradually dissipated, and her eyes became cold.

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The shadow of the poem was hidden in the shadow of the eaves of the main hall, looking condescendingly at the deployment in the Wuchang Palace.

After receiving Han Long's news, she began to prepare and spent three days sneaking into Wuchang Palace. This trip did not go well, although Wuchang Palace was simple, the vigilance was extremely strict. The camp is around the palace, the camp is on guard in the palace, and there are officials on duty in the palace, no matter where Sun Quan goes, there are a group of people around him, and Sun Quan himself is even more inseparable.

Even the proud disciple of the Immortal Hall, she felt that this mission was too difficult, and it could even be said that there was no possibility of success at all.

Fortunately, Cao Miao didn't expect her to kill Sun Quan, as long as she showed up in Wuchang Palace and let people know that there were assassins.

It's not that hard.

Shi Caiying looked at the sky. The sunset is about to sink into the horizon, and the Wuchang Palace has not yet been lit, and most places are relatively dark, and you can see the silhouette of the figure, but you can't see the face clearly.

Shi Caiying tightened the rope in her hand, and with a slight force on her toes, a tile that had been loosened by her in advance slid down the roof, making a soft noise, and fell to the ground, with a crisp "snap", and fell into pieces.

The originally quiet Wuchang Palace suddenly woke up, and the three halberders covered each other and ran to the court, back to back, looking up at the top of the palace. More people are sticking to their posts and waiting for them. The Lang officials guarding the door of the hall were the most nervous, they stood side by side at the door of the hall, shouting loudly that the Lang Zhong in the hall was on guard, while standing on the shield and lying down, ready to meet the collision, the two crossbowmen quickly got on the crossbow, stood behind the shield, and their fingers were buckled on the crossbow machine, ready to fire at any time.

Shi Caiying was soon exposed to the sight of the Lang officials, she bent her waist, stepped on the ridge of the roof and ran, jumped off the top of the palace, dragged the prepared silk rope with one hand, swung across the temple door, raised the prepared crossbow with the other hand, and pulled the crossbow machine at the closing temple door.

An eight-inch-long iron crossbow shot out and into the main hall.

Several crossbows came from different directions, but they failed to hit Shi Caiying. They all thought that Shi Caiying would land, so they shot in advance in the direction where she might land, but they didn't expect Shi Caiying to fall halfway, swing again, like ribbed wings, and fly to the top of the temple on the other side.

All they could see was the cyan turban that Shi Caiying had dropped, and a long flying golden hair, and some people had good eyesight, and at a glance, they saw Shi Caiying's snow-white face.

Only a series of soft sounds were heard on the roof, and by the time they arrived, the roof was empty.

The shadow of the poem disappeared, just as she appeared, without a trace.

Sun Quan, who was listening to Prime Minister Gu Yong's performance in the hall, looked at the crossbow less than a zhang away from him, and his face was pale. The assassin actually sneaked in front of him, which was a major dereliction of duty on the part of the camp and around the tent, and the younger sister Mrs. Sun, who was in charge of the camp, could not shirk the responsibility.

Gu Yong glanced lightly at the iron arrow that fell to the ground, and slowly rolled up the concerto. "Supreme, the minister retires."

Sun Quan waved his hand. "Gu Xiang, don't be nervous, you go on, someone will handle these things."

Gu Yong responded, but did not speak. Sun Quan ordered someone to pass on Mrs. Sun. It didn't take long for Mrs. Sun to arrive in a hurry. Sun Quan didn't say much, and in front of Gu Yong, he ordered her to investigate the matter thoroughly.

Mrs. Sun did not dare to slack off, knelt down and pleaded guilty, promising to do her best to ensure that nothing like this would happen again.

Mrs. Sun immediately went out of the palace, ordering people to go to the palace to check, and at the same time summoning the officials to understand the situation. Lang Guan handed over the cyan turban he had picked up and reported what they had seen. Hearing that the assassin was a woman with blonde hair, Madame Sun sniffed her headscarf and smelled a familiar body odor.

She immediately rushed to Huxinzhou with people, and without saying a word, surrounded Cao Miao and others.

"Do you know this?"

Cao Miao looked at the cyan headscarf in Mrs. Sun's hand and knew that Shi Caiying had acted as planned. His face did not change, he took the headscarf and looked at it, and returned it to Mrs. Sun. "I don't know, what is this?"

"Are you familiar with the taste?"

"What does it smell like?" Cao Miao looked puzzled. Madame Sun handed over the headscarf again. Cao Miao didn't answer, just leaned down and sniffed Mrs. Sun's hand. "It's ...... Lady's incense? Very good. ”

Madame Sun was furious. "Hugh is poor! Where's your maid? ”

Cao Miao looked at Mrs. Sun for a while and laughed silently. "They were with the princess. Madame, are you suspicious of the princess? ”