Yanhua Temple is located in the suburbs of Beijing, next to the royal garden.

Because the royal sacrifices and blessings are here, there are few people around.

Such a unique environment is suitable for both cultivation and ...... Homicide.

The crescent moon is like a hook, and the autumn night is frosty.

The candles in the Buddhist hall are dim, and the interior layout can be faintly seen by the dim moonlight.

In the corner is an incense shrine, in which smoke rises and spreads out, emitting a dark fragrance.

There was a man lying on the bed.

The man lay down in his clothes and slept peacefully.

Xiao, Jing, Chen.

Zhao Huangge narrowed her eyes, anger and hatred superimposed, causing her nails to dig deep into her flesh.

In her previous life, she fought with him for ten years, and she never killed him. It's just because she feels that even if the other party disagrees with her politics, he is bent on North Vietnam.

After all, as a national teacher, he wants to protect the emperor, except for himself, the eldest princess who "interferes in politics", which is also reasonable.

Who knew that her soul would not disperse after her death, and she saw with her own eyes how the mountains and rivers of Beiyue fell one after another, how the loyal ministers and good generals in the court became the tablets in the Beiyue Emperor's Palace one by one, and even saw him exchange secret letters with the people of Xichu, and only then did she know-

Where is this the national teacher of North Vietnam, he is clearly a thief!

It is true that Zhao Qinian is a fool, but if Xiao Jingchen had not communicated with foreign enemies and sold North Vietnam, how could North Vietnam have been attacked by Western Chu one after another in just a few years, and when her soul died, most of the rivers and mountains had already been lost?

Even if there are only a few fragments, it does not prevent Zhao Huangge from connecting the whole fact.

No wonder in the previous life, it was clear that the imperial brother had ordered people to silence him, but the rumors of her calamity to the country were still spreading loudly. The royal family can't stop the mouths of the people, and after the death of the royal brother, she has been in power for ten years and is still criticized for that prophecy.

He deliberately got rid of himself, leaving only Zhao Qinian, a brainless fool, and under the provocation, naturally the monarch and ministers fell apart, and the country fell apart.

What a national teacher who has no last resort.

It's a pity that the heavens have mercy and let her live again, she has to protect her relatives and subordinates, and she has to clean up the white-eyed wolf.

As for the national teacher in front of him, who is in trouble-

Tonight, she's the first to send him to hell!

The person in the bed slept peacefully, unaware of the coming crisis.

Zhao Huangge took the dagger out of his sleeve and confirmed that the people in the room would not wake up after being hit by the incense, so he quietly opened the door latch.

Let's go.

There was a woman who swept to the side of the bed like a leopard, but suddenly her spine was cold.

There was no one on the bed.

The dagger glowed with a grim light, reflecting a pair of eyes behind her.

And the man who was supposed to fall asleep on the bed was standing behind her at this time, with a slightly cool hand grabbing the back of her neck.

The man's voice was quiet, and his voice was like a pearl and jade: "The donor came late at night, what did he want?" ”

Zhao Huangge's heart sank, but he didn't expect the incense she had blended to be invalid.

She squinted and staggered, avoiding his hand, and when she turned back, the dagger struck at his vital point: "Send you back to the West!" ”

When her dagger struck, Xiao Jingchen had already stepped back, picking up the teapot on the side to resist.

The wooden handle of the teapot was cut off by the dagger, and when the teapot fell to the ground, the tea spilled, and Zhao Huangge did not retreat but advanced, and stabbed towards Xiao Jingchen again by the dim moonlight.

But the more she hit, the more her heart fell.

In her previous life, she tried more than ten times, and clearly confirmed that Xiao Jingchen didn't know kung fu.

But tonight, I found out that he not only knows martial arts, but also is on a par with himself!

Xiao Jingchen......

This man is really insidious and cunning!

Zhao Huangge knew that she had made a mistake, but now she had no way out, only the knife was fatal, and killing him by force was the right way.

Who knew that she was just a flash, and he took the opportunity.

The man was strange, dodging her dagger and already behind her.

The next moment, her arm was twisted, and the back of her neck was crushed.

The dagger fell to the ground and was trampled under the feet of the man: "Say, who sent you?" ”

The man's voice was cold, like a broken Kunshan jade, and when Zhao Huangge heard it in his ears, he only felt disgusted.

She gritted her teeth and tried to break free of Xiao Jingchen, but found that the other party was extremely powerful, she was firmly imprisoned and could not move, and her heart sank more and more.

She made a mistake tonight, thinking that Xiao Jingchen was powerless, but who knew that the other party was a master on a par with her.

Now that the assassination failed, it fell into his hands, and if he couldn't get out in time, it would be terrible.

Zhao Huangge's heart moved slightly, and he couldn't get out, so he no longer made senseless resistance, but just tilted his head and smiled weirdly, and asked, "Who sent me, isn't it clear that the national teacher is clear?" ”

She was at a disadvantage, but she didn't have a chance at all, Zhao Huangge lowered his eyes, calculating the probability of saying something from his mouth.

Now the only thing she is happy about is that she deliberately wore a delicate human skin mask just in case, and now this face, as long as Xiao Jingchen doesn't touch her behind her ear, she will definitely not be able to see the clue.

Otherwise, she would have lost the slightest chance.

Xiao Jingchen was not fooled, and when he heard her words, his expression did not change, and he said indifferently: "I don't want to tell the poor monk, some people are interrogating you." Someone—"

There was no one outside the door.

Zhao Huangge chuckled lightly and said, "The national teacher should know that since we dare to make a move, we will leave our hands behind, and there is no one outside the door." ”

What she said was half-true and half-false, the time of the Imperial Forest Army guard was fixed, and she prepared a lot of medicine tonight, in order to kill a Xiao Jingchen, she temporarily sent this round of the Royal Forest Army on duty to see Zhou Gong.

By the time they woke up, she was supposed to be done with everything.

Who knew that things had gone wrong, and now it was himself who became the lamb to the slaughter.

However, before the end, who knows if the Lamb can fight back?

Xiao Jingchen's expression finally changed, the force on his hand increased, he cut her hands behind his back, pressed them firmly against the wall, and said in a deep voice: "You guys...... It's really ghostly. ”

Zhao Huangge couldn't see his expression, but he could hear the unsteady breath in his voice.

has worked with him for many years, and Zhao Huangge thinks that he knows a little bit about Xiao Jingchen. So......

She was right.

Xiao Jingchen really has something unscrupulous!

But the word "ghost" doesn't sound like it describes his community of interests. Zhao Huangge's smile deepened a little, and said, "Then the national teacher should know, what we want, can you think about it?" ”

"Poor monks have never liked to kill, but if the donor insists on entering the Yellow Spring, the poor monk will have to give you a ride." There was murderous intent in his words, which made Zhao Huangge's heart sink, and the mystery in his heart became more and more mysterious.

But now she didn't have time to think about this, she only tilted her head hard, and her voice also brought out a bit of charm: "Huangquan doesn't have such a stunning national teacher, how can the concubine be willing to abandon you and go to hell alone?" ”

Even though she didn't know exactly what she knew about him in her previous life, one thing was certain: he hated women.

The room was dim, only the smile in her eyes was visible, with a little bit of charm and poison, like a beautiful snake that haunted at midnight.

Xiao Jingchen subconsciously turned his head to avoid her approach, but Zhao Huangge was waiting for this moment.

In the next moment, the woman's sharp nails dug deep into his flesh, and with the movement of turning, her knees were lifted, and she struck straight towards his vital point!

Xiao Jingchen might as well bow up in pain, but he didn't let go of her, but while bending over, he pressed her to the wall again: "Full of nonsense, extremely treacherous!" ”

His painful voice changed tone, Zhao Huangge didn't want him to let go of himself at this point, he was angry and vigilant in his heart, but his voice became more and more flattering: "The concubine is treacherous - but what is the national teacher doing so close to me?" As a monk, it is a taboo for you to know sex. is so close to me, a female streamer, isn't it in Buddhism and in the red dust? ”

When she said this, Zhao Huangge's elbow pushed back hard, but she didn't have much strength, not only did this elbow not hurt people, but it added some flirtatious meaning.

She was so close to her back that Xiao Jingchen could even clearly perceive that her back was sticking to the Buddha beads in her heart.

And the scent of her.

Like a hibiscus blooming at night, it is not as sticky as in her voice.

Seeing that Xiao Jingchen was not fooled, Zhao Huangge gritted his teeth, and simply turned his head to look at him, his eyes were like hooks: "Or is it that the Buddha cultivated by the national teacher is originally happy and happy?" ”

She repeatedly broke ground on the tiger's head, attracting concentration like Xiao Jingchen, and she was also a little angry: "Buddhism is pure, how can you be slandered?!" ”

When he said this, out of disgust, the strength that controlled her unconsciously loosened a little.

He wanted to change to a less ambiguous posture to restrain the other party, but—

What Zhao Huangge is waiting for is now!