"It's not easy to sneak into the Hou Mansion, presumably Lord Hou is also not easy to deal with, if he notices something? Then the plan fails. Linglong felt that this was simply impossible.

"That's why Jin Niang will let you imitate her in the past few years!" After the general finished speaking, he took out the painting he was holding in his hand, and slowly opened it, the painting was a woman of about fifteen or sixteen years old, it was like a flower and moonlight, I saw her standing next to the lotus pond, holding a scroll in her hand, her eyes looked at the lotus pond in front of her faintly, her emerald green dress reflected the turquoise earrings, her face was as light as lotus pink, her temperament was like an orchid, and she was gentle as jade.

Linglong had never seen such a temperamental woman, although it was only in the painting, but she was sure that if she could see her real person, she would definitely be a woman who had captivated the country and the city.

"What is this?" Linglong looked at the painting for a long time before asking.

The general put the painting on the table, stood in front of Linglong, and said, "She is the daughter of Lord Hou, Miss Rulan." ”

"And she...... She...... Is it dead? Linglong couldn't believe that such a beautiful woman could be the person they just said had been dead for a few years.

"That's right! A person who has been dead for a few years, this is the shortcoming of Lord Hou, because Lord Hou has been unable to let go of the death of this Miss Rulan back then! "The general seems to know Hou Ye very well, and the more he understands the enemy, the more he can win.

"How did she die?" Linglong suddenly became interested in this completely strange woman, in fact, it should be said that she herself also regretted that such a woman died at a young age.

"Manslaughter!" When the general said these two words, he seemed to use a very heavy tone, a very deep tone, as if he had seen the scene of the year.

At that time, Miss Rulan accompanied her father Lord Hou to go out together, which seemed to be an ordinary tour of the mountains and rivers, but in secret, Lord Hou secretly met with a person, a person with a very secret identity, but unfortunately, there was an accident on the road, Miss Rulan was stabbed several times in order to save her father, and died a miserable death. In the end, even the people and the carriage fell down the rock, and the bones were gone.

It was because of this incident that Lord Hou had always felt guilty, and since then his temperament has changed greatly, becoming melancholy and withdrawn.

"But I'm never her, even if I go, it's useless, I think this Miss Rulan's position in my father's mind can never be replaced!" Linglong said her opinion, in fact, it was not that she didn't want to carry out this task, but she felt that since Lord Hou already knew the reality of Miss Rulan's death, let him always accept this unchangeable fact, if he deliberately imitated it, it would only increase the pain in his heart and deceive himself.

"How do you know if you don't try? I just like to do things that others can't do, can't do, things that seem almost impossible, and that's what makes it exciting. The general said, turning his head to look at Linglong, who were eyes with hatred, and malicious anger was burning in his eyes, and then he gently stroked Linglong's hair, and said in a deep tone: "Don't be afraid, the game has just begun." ”

Power corrupts people's minds, and in the game of power struggle, exposing what you care about will allow the other party to take advantage of it.

The sound of the stream outside is still cold, and the sunlight outside the bamboo forest house is still shining in the faint bamboo forest, the sound of the piano is melodious, the wind is crazy, and the breathing is getting cooler. In such a scenario, they are ready to weave an illusory dream, trapping people and things in it.

Outside the bamboo forest house, the figure had already left. But the thick fog of his resentment still lingered in this bamboo forest house, where everything was so natural and full of life.

But once the anger of resentment burns, it will not disappear in a vacuum, because it will take some lives, and someone will need to pay for it to quell the fire.

The moonlight tonight is particularly bright, and the fireflies are slowly flying in the bamboo forest. Days are numbered to enjoy such time, and Linglong looks at the moon tonight, not knowing whether what she is about to do is right or wrong.

But no matter what, she has no choice, because now she can't even decide whether she lives or dies. A person who even has his own life in the hands of others is really worried about his life.

Maybe she has long been used to this kind of life, because since she was a child, she has begun to wander, the world is so big, but she still doesn't know who her father and mother are?

She couldn't even know her own background, which was the most painful thing in her life. If it is possible, she hopes to find her parents in her lifetime, then it will be in vain.

But now she didn't have time to think about such a thing, because in a few days, she was going to go on a mission, infiltrate the Hou Mansion as a pawn, assassinate Lord Hou, and sweep away the hostile forces in the court for the general.