When King Pingyi arrived in the study, he just lit a candle, then picked up a book beside him, forcibly glanced at it a few times, and threw it aside very irritably.

"The prince changed his old wife today, why is he still so angry."

Just when the king of Pingyi was angry, where the candle flame had not arrived, he heard a woman's voice ask gently.

"Hmph, today's incident is an insult to the king, why do you want to laugh at the king?"

When the King of Pingyi heard the inquiry, he was not surprised, but shouted angrily.

"The subordinates don't dare."

I saw a person wearing a night suit walking out of the shadows.

The flickering candle flame was reflected on the woman's face, and this person was Zhao Xiyan, the master of Penglai Pavilion.

At this moment, Zhao Xiyan is already plain, but his appearance is stunning enough.

The candle flame is like a half-yellow veil, reflected on his delicate face, and his eyes are even more seductive.

Zhao Xiyan, who can become the master of Penglai Pavilion, naturally has his own skills.

Not only is it skilled, but its appearance is also outstanding.

Penglai Pavilion itself is a killer organization, but after many years under the management of the King of Pingyi, now more attention is paid to intelligence.

The best person in this world to grasp information is naturally a woman's business.

Zhao Xiyan's appearance, from a certain point of view, is also an extremely advantageous weapon.

"Hmph."

King Pingyi looked at Zhao Xiyan, who was already kneeling on the ground, and just snorted coldly. Then he slowly stood up and walked to the candle flame.

Looking at the candle flame, the resentment in his eyes reflected the flickering light and shadow, as if a raging fire had been ignited in the eyes of the King of Leveling.

"Since the prince doesn't want to marry the daughter of Xiangguo, why don't we ......"

Zhao Xiyan looked up at the back of King Pingyi, and unconsciously revealed a trace of chill in his tone.

Hearing Zhao Xiyan's words, Pingyi Wang's broad shoulders couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Get rid of this daughter of Xiangguo, he didn't think about this idea, but after all, she is the daughter of an important minister, if she really dies in her own home, and now she is in such a situation, isn't this a fire.

"It's not that this king hasn't thought about it, but he's afraid that the disaster will lead to trouble, and it will be even more difficult to clean up in the future."

King Pingyi turned around and motioned to Zhao Xiyan, who was kneeling on the ground, to get up and speak.

There was a slight suspicion in the words.

"The prince is too worried, could it be that the prince has forgotten what his subordinate Penglai Pavilion is best at, isn't this exactly the way?"

Zhao Xiyan, who stood up at this moment, was talking with all kinds of charming beings, and it seemed that he was not talking about a murderous thing.

On the contrary, he really talks and laughs with people, and his theories are commonplace.

"This king naturally knows, you wait for the means. If this is done, it will also be done in the king's heart. ”

King Pingyi looked at Zhao Xiyan, who took the initiative to flatter in front of him, but he didn't have half a man's thoughts in his heart.

Now Feng Yewu is like a sharp blade, hanging over his head all the time.

Even if a beautiful woman like Zhao Xiyan stood in front of him, it was difficult for King Pingyi to be moved.

"You know, there was an accident in the assassination of His Majesty before. made this king so unbearable. If the daughter of Xiangguo also has an accident, this king has great ability, and he has no power to return to heaven. ”

The King of Pingyi finally said what he was worried about, and the King of Pingyi at this moment could not afford to lose.

Faced with Zhao Xiyan's idea, he didn't want to try.

It's just that these two assassinations in succession, once he misses, he Wang Changgeng has long since lost the capital to gamble.

"Lord Wang, the reason why my subordinates mentioned this matter is not an abrupt move."

It turned out that when the prince led the domestic slaves to participate in Feng Yewu's family banquet, Zhao Xiyan was also present at that time.

After all, he is the pavilion master of Penglai Pavilion, and the art of disguise can be called exquisite.

At that time, in fact, Zhao Xiyan had already seen it all.

And when the banquet dispersed, Zhao Xiyan relied on his outstanding figure, and he had already been to the Xiangguo Mansion once before King Pingyi came to the study.

And also left a back hand.

"Do you have a plan?"

King Pingyi obviously heard Zhao Xiyan's words, so he hurriedly asked.

"Back to the prince, long before you came to the study, I had already been to Xiangguo's mansion."

King Pingyi was not surprised when he heard this, after all, for Zhao Xiyan's light technique, he naturally knew in his heart that this time might not be good for others, but Zhao Xiyan, who was proficient in the light technique of assassination, was definitely more than enough.

This is also where King Pingyi valued Zhao Xiyan very much.

"The subordinates have already done something in the diet and living of the daughter of the Xiangguo."

When King Pingyi heard this, he was not surprised, but a trace of killing intent rose in his eyes.

Although it is true that this matter is for himself, the King of Pingyi extremely does not like things that are beyond his control.

This Zhao Xiyan actually took matters into his own hands and poisoned the daughter of Xiangguo without his consent.

As if sensing that King Pingyi's expression was wrong, Zhao Xiyan hurriedly knelt down and explained.

"Please atone for your sins, your subordinates will act without permission if they are so sure."

"Hmph, count you as acquaintances."

King Pingyi looked at Zhao Xiyan, who took the initiative to admit his mistake, snorted coldly, and motioned for her to continue speaking.

"At the time of the banquet, my subordinates pretended to be palace maids, originally to ensure the safety of the prince."

Hearing this, King Pingyi's dissatisfaction with Zhao Xiyan subsided slightly.

"You are so self-conscious, have you ever thought that today is the end of the dinner, if the daughter of Xiangguo did not eat after she went back, the poison was eaten by others, wouldn't it be a trouble?"

Although King Pingyi slightly retreated a trace of dissatisfaction with Zhao Xiyan's protection of himself, he still felt that he was so reckless and lacked consideration.

So he also expressed his worries.

"When the subordinates heard that His Majesty had given the prince to marry, they approached the vicinity of the slaves in the Xiangguo Mansion, intentionally or unintentionally, they naturally took out a lot of things."

King Pingyi was well aware of Zhao Xiyan's ability to control intelligence, so he just nodded and motioned for her to continue.

"The subordinates learned that the daughter of the Xiangguo would drink a pearl powder porridge polished from pearls every night before going to bed, in order to ensure that the face is gorgeous, and freedom is to have this hobby, and once is also a pause."

"Oh?"

Hearing Zhao Xiyan's description, King Pingyi still asked suspiciously.

"Did you really stop once?"

Thinking about it, King Pingyi couldn't help but think of the dinner party, the daughter of Xiangguo did have delicate skin, and when she inadvertently fell into her arms, she had been touched, smooth and delicate, pink and silky.

"Yes, even after drinking, I will drink it before going to bed, and even drink more to prevent the volatilization of alcohol."

It was precisely because of this news that Zhao Xiyan had an idea about poisoning.