In the post station in the middle of the night, a trance-like figure appeared. He lay on the roof where the king's eldest son, Yingzheng, was, and used a hook to pick open the tiles, and used an object similar to wheat straw to drip the black liquid into the teapot. The maids and guards outside the house naturally didn't notice it, and they didn't hear the slightest movement in their ears. This shows the proficiency and skill of the poisoner.

He thought that he was perfectly fit, and he quietly watched the movement in the house, and he thought that the poisoned person must be thirsty in the middle of the night, and if he drank the tea mixed with the poison, if he was not immediately treated, he would surely die on the spot. In the middle of the night, both Mrs. Dong and Doctor Bian had already fallen asleep, so naturally they couldn't rush to treat them in time. Everything was so perfect, just waiting for the people in the house to wake up.

Suddenly, countless torches flashed around, lighting up the night sky.

"Capture the assassin and protect the king's eldest son!" The immature child's voice sounded, and the young Meng Yi shouted eagerly.

"Assassin on the roof, shoot arrows!" General Meng Wu naturally ordered immediately.

"Catch it alive! Don't shoot the assassin! The young Meng Yi added with a look of hatred, wondering if the generals didn't have political acumen?

Although surprised by his exposure, the man in black smashed a hole in the roof and jumped into the house, intending to forcibly assassinate Wang's eldest son, Yingzheng.

It's just that someone is faster than him, and a red figure flies in front of him. As expected, it was Mrs. Dong who appeared in time. Tonight's ambush was also Mrs. Dong's idea.

After a burst of sword light, the rest of the Qin soldiers rushed in with torches.

Seeing that nothing could be done, the assassin killed himself on the spot, without the slightest mercy for his own life. Yongcheng Post Station was poisoned by gangsters again, if it weren't for Mrs. Dong's carefulness, the eldest son of Wang Yingzheng at this moment would have become a dead corpse.

In the Yongcheng Station, General Mengwu, Mrs. Dong, and Zhao Ji surrounded the eldest son of Wang on the sickbed. And Meng Tian and Meng Yi, two young boys, also secretly eavesdropped outside the window.

It's just that the two little teenagers didn't notice that behind them, a girl in red was about to kick their little butts.

"Mrs. Dong, it is rumored that Tianji Pavilion knows everything. My child has been murdered one after another, tell me, who wants my child's life? Mrs. Zhao Ji asked with great hatred while crying.

"Madam, the first time I encountered the interception and killing of Wei Wushu, it was obviously the intention of King Wei. The second time is the killer of the Lore Society, you should have offended a certain magnate. For the third assassination, I don't approve of it. Mrs. Dong said reasonably.

"Lore?" The young Meng Yi seemed to have heard rumors about the lore meeting, but Zhao Ji obviously didn't ask about the world, so he was naturally at a loss.

"The Lore Society is a group of killers who have secretly risen in the past decade, and they are only for money, not for reasons. Because they had never missed in all these years, it was likely that this accidental miss would have prompted them to continue the assassination attempt. In a word, we must not take it lightly. Mrs. Dong added.

"Mrs. Dong, what did you mean when you just said that the third assassination was not favorable?" General Mengwu has been marching and fighting for many years, so he naturally heard the meaning of Mrs. Dong's words.

"Judging from the assassin's body and methods, he is a native of Qin. So I'm not going to judge. Mrs. Dong thought for a moment, but decided to tell the truth.

"A native of the Qin Kingdom? The people of the Qin State have always been fierce and jealous, and it is absolutely impossible for them to be bought by the other six countries. And what can drive this person must be a certain magnate of the Qin State. "General Meng Wu is also a powerful person in the Qin State, and he has experienced countless ups and downs, so he naturally understands the deep meaning of what Mrs. Dong said.

"What? The magnates of the Qin State want to harm my child? He is the eldest son of the king of Qin! "Mrs. Zhao Ji has never experienced a power struggle, so naturally she cannot understand the cruelty of the power struggle.

However, Meng Yi, a young man outside the window, and Yingzheng, the eldest son of Wang, who was in a coma, recorded their conversation.

"A certain magnate in the Qin State? Cheng Jiao? Looks like he's younger than me, right? The young Meng Yi couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, "It seems that the water of the Qin State is deep." ”

"Oh, you little witch, what are you kicking me for?" The young Meng Yi was unexpectedly plotted by the girl Dong Rou from behind.

"What sound? What are you little guys doing out there? Isn't it chaotic enough......" General Meng Wu heard the movement and said angrily.

"Not running yet? Be careful of the blossoming of the buttocks......" The young Meng Yi had no choice but to pull his little friend and quickly slip away.

The autumn sky is very blue, very blue. It's glamorous, it's blue. The autumn sky is an ethereal sapphire crystal. There is no embellishment of floating clouds, and there is only the landscape when the geese fly south. When an autumn wind blows, the fallen leaves on the ground dance in the wind, like beautiful butterflies.

Four young men and women gathered around to fight crickets.

Wang's eldest son, Yingzheng, who had rested for two days, had just recovered a little bit of vitality and was very happy to be able to come out to breathe. But Meng Yi and Meng Wu, two teenagers, were entangled by the "little chivalrous girl" Dong Rou and had a headache.

"Do you want to go back? You've been assassinated three times! The girl Dong Rou persuaded her.

"I have to go back! This is my fate. Wang's eldest son, Yingzheng, replied with a resolute face.

"Hey, so, this chivalrous girl has no choice but to sacrifice her life to accompany the gentleman." The girl Dong Rou responded in an old-fashioned manner, and it seemed that she had found a very suitable reason for herself.

"Aren't you leaving?" Wang's eldest son, Yingzheng, asked puzzled.

"My mother said that she will settle in Xianyang in the future." The girl Dong Rou pursed her pink little mouth and said.

"Great...... "Wang's eldest son Yingzheng was overjoyed, and seemed to like the girl Dong Rou to be by his side.

"Oh my God, it seems that my hard days have just begun......" The young Meng Yi and Meng Tian suddenly had a headache.

"What? What did you just say? The girl Dong Rou asked in an unkind tone.

"Ah, it's nothing, I mean you're welcome......" The young man Meng Yi hurriedly changed his words, for fear that the "little chivalrous girl" would be angry. And Meng Tian directly excused himself to leave Xiwu.

"Hmph, that's pretty much it." The girl Dong Rou nodded very contentedly.

The young Meng Yi also found that Wang's eldest son Yingzheng's attitude towards the girl Dong Rou was not ordinary, but it was difficult to say what it felt like.

Xianyang, the capital of Qin, the residence of the prime minister of Qin.

The long-bearded beautiful man with a gloomy face was extremely angry, and it was Lu Buwei, the hot Qin minister of the Qin State.

"Hmph, some people are really fast. The new king has just succeeded to the throne, and they are impatient! Qin Xiang Lu Buwei sat in the study, and was served by the doorman Li Si.

"Lord Xiangguo can't be careless, now that the king has just succeeded to the throne, the position of the prince is vacant, and Mrs. Huayang and others can't wait for the prince to become the prince. Mrs. Huayang's younger brothers, Changping Jun Qiqi and Changwen Jun Qiling, secretly wooed the clan and courtiers, and now they have long been known in Xianyang. The doorman Li Si hurriedly reminded.

"It's really not careless, the old man has been working hard for several years, how can he let the people of Chu sit back and enjoy it!" Qin Xiang Lu Buwei stroked his beard and sneered.