Huanhuan didn't expect Li Zerong to send a guard to pass the word so early, and when the guard arrived, she had just finished drinking the first bowl of porridge and was about to reach out and ask for another bowl.

Huanhuan was in a hurry, put down the dishes and chopsticks and wanted to follow the guard to the main courtyard.

Seeing her frizzy and impatient appearance, Ling'er grabbed her and reminded her carefully: "Miss, let's wait for Mo Niang to come back and then follow, so that people can rest assured." ”

The guard's ear is very good, "Miss is better to hurry up, the prince has been riddled with a lot of troubles recently, and he is in a hurry to leave the house early." ”

Huanhuan heard the words and went over, and saw that the guard kept his head down, raised his hands above his head and still made a salute, looking a little embarrassed and ugly, and said with a smile: "No need to be polite." ”

The guard ignored him, but still held it firmly, his face covered by his hands, and his features were invisible.

Seeing this, Huan Huan had a question in his heart, there are very few people in this mansion who bow and answer to him like him. Could it be that he bowed and did the act of reverence, in order to hide his face?

Huanhuan thought of this, and said tentatively, "You don't have to be polite, your hands are tired and tight, put them down." ”

The man still didn't put down his hand, but when he heard the words, he raised his head as if he was deliberately catering to Huanhuan's conjecture, revealing his whole face and looking at Huanhuan.

Huanhuan looked at that face, it was unremarkable, and when he looked at the whole face, only the matchmaker mole at the end of his eyebrows was extremely impressive.

Seeing that the man did not shy away from revealing his appearance, Huan Huanfang was relieved. looked at Ling'er, "Go, let's see if Mo Niang is here?" ”

After that, Huanhuan slowly scooped up a bowl of fresh fish porridge, looked at the guard who had been raising his hand and saluting him, and said, "Have you had breakfast?" Mo Niang always likes to cook more food, would you like to eat some? ”

"No, I've already eaten." With that, the guard stooped down again.

Huanhuan looked at his thin appearance and couldn't help but quip: "You are so humble and keep saluting, but after a long time, your back will not be able to straighten up." ”

"I'm used to it."

Huanhuan raised his eyes and glanced at the guard, somehow feeling a little distressed, "You are still the first person in this mansion who is willing to bow to me for so long." Actually, I'm no different from you, you don't have to. ”

"By the way, what's your name?" Huanhuan may not have felt this kind of respect and seriousness for a long time, so she can't help but want to ask his name.

The guard still raised his hands, hunched his back and made the movements of the salute, and his words were flat and emotionless, "Call me Xiao Chen." Miss, let's go with me to see the prince, if you wait for a long time, the prince will be impatient. ”

Huanhuan saw that he was embarrassed, and he was a little anxious, but he looked in the direction of the thatched house, and he didn't see Ling'er and Mo Niang coming back, so he still didn't dare to leave with the guard like this.

In order to delay some time and make each other feel better, Huanhuan asked again: "Xiao Chen, did you go to the rockery forest last night?" Deal with the corpse of the woman who died tragically. ”

"Not really."

"Do you know the identity of the female corpse?"

"I don't know, I know it's a maid in the house." The guard suddenly lowered his saluting hands and walked quickly towards Huanhuan.

When Huanhuan saw him suddenly walking towards her, she was somehow a little scared, and she always felt that the guard named Xiao Chen had a murderous aura on her, which made her faintly uneasy.

"Still, I know how the maid died." The guard stopped in front of Huanhuan, only a stone table away from her, and when he said this, he suddenly smiled, and his smile was evil and weird.

Huanhuan looked at him vigilantly, pretending to be calm, "Oh? ”

"She was deceived to the rockery, because she provoked the sin, first lost her body, was tortured for a long time, and then gasped for breath afterwards.

The man wanted to leave, but the woman kept scolding with her mouth open, which angered the man. So in order to silence her, the man took out a knife and cut her cheek from the corner of her mouth, until the flesh and rows of teeth were exposed.

No, that wasn't enough, so he cut out her tongue again. Watching the plaything under his crotch die in pain, he was extremely happy.

This feeling made him have to look at his masterpiece again every evening, and admire it with a smile and satisfaction for a long time before leaving. ”

The guard had quietly stood in front of Huanhuan at some point, and looked at her with that plain face, as if he was not satisfied with her reaction, and added: "That woman is only fifteen years old, but she just said something that is too ordinary to be ordinary, and she caused a murder and died tragically in the bamboo forest. ”

Huanhuan took a cold breath, raised his eyes to the guard's eyes, and asked in a trembling voice with tears, "It's you, right?" ”

"No, how could it be me? I'm just a little guard, and these were all interrogated by the prince last night. Seeing that Huanhuan's face had turned pale with fright, the guard was finally satisfied, withdrew his body, and moved away from Huanhuan.

Huanhuan held his breath, and secretly knew in his heart: this guard must not be simple, maybe he is the murderer!

A person like Li Zerong is very suspicious, how could he casually tell a guard about this? Moreover, Li Zerong is cold-blooded and ruthless, how could he really be concerned about the death of a maid and judge people overnight?

There are quirks.

Huanhuan's mood at the moment was not as calm as Fang Cai, she looked around, and saw that there was no sharp weapon in her body at the moment, and there was no one around to help her, so she had to find a way to deal with the suspicious guard, and wait for Ling'er and Mo Niang to come back.

Huanhuan pretended to calmly pick up a bowl of fresh fish porridge and brought it to his mouth to pretend to eat porridge. She thought about it, if the guard named Xiao Chen stepped forward again, she would smash the porridge in his face, and then take the opportunity to run away and call someone.

But for now, it's better not to startle the snake, "The murderer may have a hard time, and he must have experienced a lot of injustices in the past." ”

What could he do? He's nothing. The man began to speak again, but his expression gradually became sad, and there was no longer a strange smile on his face.

"Still, I know a little bit about the man's story. He had a frail father, who may have been wealthy in the past, and his father lay in bed for many years before he fell ill and died. I heard from others that he still had a mute mother, but he ran away after giving birth to him for half a month.

He also had a good life, but with his father's illness, the consumption of medicines, and the fact that he invited Qinglou women to have fun from time to time, he spent a lot of money. The only servant stole his father's last ingot of silver and ran away, leaving him alive alone. He was only six years old at the time, and when the slave was gone, he was completely alone.

He was much, much thinner than the children of his age, and he was uglier than them. He was born to be bullied like this, and a gentle push from others could make him fall to his knees and not be able to stand up for a long time. Later, he learned that he was starving.

When he was younger, he always liked to wander the streets, hoping to pick up food that others didn't want. When there was no food on the ground, he fell on his knees and begged, but few people were willing to give him alms.

If he does not have food, he will starve to death with his father. He went to steal and rob, and every time he was stupidly caught red-handed and beaten with a hammer. But when he was beaten, he was able to eat. It's a fair deal for him.

This kind of tormented life lasted for a long time, and he finally waited for his father's death, he didn't remember how old he was at that time, and he didn't know how old he was now. That year, he met a noble son, and when he saw that he was pitiful, he gave him two taels of silver to bury his biological father, and also accepted him into the house and became a slave. ”

Hearing this, Huanhuan somehow breathed a sigh of relief, "And then?" ”

"And then? Everyone in the house knew that he sold himself to bury his father, and he came here because he was pitied. As long as he is angry with others, he will find it back. He's used to being bullied anyway, and it's nothing. But there is a noble man with golden branches and jade leaves, who is willing to protect him and give him honors. The people in Fuzhong have changed drastically about him, making him feel that everything is so ridiculous. ”

Huanhuan noticed the joy on the face of the guard Xiao Chen when he talked about the noble man with golden branches and jade leaves, and couldn't help but guess, could it be the princess?

Huanhuan didn't dare to ask a question, because she saw a wicked and strange smile on the guard's face again. The smile made her scalp tingle and frightened. She couldn't help but glance in the direction of the toilet again, and saw that there was still no Ling'er and Huanhuan figures, and she was afraid that she would be in her heart.

"But he killed someone, and everyone wanted him dead, including the noble boy who saved his life." As the guard spoke, his hand touched the long sword tied around his waist, and approached Huanhuan with a sly smile on his face, "Then let that unbeatable noble son also die." ”

With a bang, the sword was unsheathed, shining in the sunlight, like the sword of the gods.

Huanhuan stood up when he heard the sound and looked at him fearfully, "Li Zerong loves Princess Gao Yu, and if you want the princess's life, it is equivalent to killing Li Zerong, and it has nothing to do with me!" ”

"That row of blood characters is a soul-locking spell, after you die, I will also leave your soul in the house, it is best to turn into a ghost, be a monster every day, and accompany me." The guard's sword was aimed at Huanhuan's chest, "I will drink a bowl of porridge with your blood and see you off." ”

"How can you believe that resentment turns into a ghost? I'm going to beg Li Zerong and beg him to let you go! Good no good? Huanhuan looked at the long sword, and couldn't help but hold the sword with both hands, and his face was full of tears of frightened crying.

"Suffer death." The man exerted force in his hand, and the long sword stabbed at Huanhuan.

Huanhuan looked at the golden tip of the sword, and suddenly felt sad, and she kept backing away, trying to block the sharp blade with her thin sleeves. Just holding her breath, Huanhuan saw that the blade had pierced the clothes on her chest, and then a little stabbing pain came from her chest. She couldn't help but close her eyes and feel the last sensation of her life—the piercing pain.

She originally thought that when she fell to the ground, she could feel the blood spraying in her chest and the sword piercing her body. Unexpectedly, there was still only a trace

Tingling.

Her eyes, which she had not dared to open for fear, made her ears more sensitive, and in addition to the pounding of her heart, she suddenly heard the sound of falling to the ground, and the sound of blood flowing out of her body.

When she opened her eyes, there was already a man in black in front of her, with a long white brocade belt tied around his head, which was quite inconsistent with his solemn attire. Looking further down, I saw a blood-stained scimitar, the tip of which was still dripping with blood.