On the carriage, the hedges were lazy and a little sleepy.

"When are they leaving?" She asked, closing her eyes.

"Early tomorrow morning." Lan Xin replied.

"Originally, they were going to leave two days ago, but Li'er wanted to go with us, so she deliberately said that she was unwell and delayed it for a few days."

"Well, let's do tomorrow too!"

"Okay."

"Dong'er said that Lord Qin had captured two assassins a few days ago. One has been released, and another is in prison. Ajing said.

"Hmm." Fence Luo touched her nose in embarrassment, thinking that it was okay that Dong'er didn't know it was her.

"Who is Lord Qin?"

"It's the one with the mask." Ah Jing explained, "Dong'er said that this person is very mysterious, and the officers and soldiers and Jinyi guards seem to be obedient to him. ”

"Hmm." Needless to say, Dong'er knows this.

"How were the assassins discovered?"

"I heard that the Assassins came as soon as they moved in, and wounded a lot of officers and soldiers. This one was sentry alone, and he was caught by Lord Qin. ”

The spies of this Flame Hall are too impatient! Repeatedly and blatantly attacked? Could it be that their young master Liechen wants to change the "dark" detective to the "bright" detective?

It's also so unusual. Fence Luo thought to himself, before entering the customs, it was understandable that they would do this, after all, it would be once and for all to solve her.

But now it has entered the customs, and it is still in the official post. Doing so is tantamount to declaring war with Southern Chu, is it necessary?

Besides, the parties of the two countries have not met yet, and they may not be able to successfully marry, so don't they think that this family business will definitely be successful?

Why are they so sure? It's hard to figure it out.

Could it be that they wanted to use her death to stimulate Gu Yancheng to surrender without a fight? No, it can't be.

Who is King Yan? Even if he is indeed a sister control, it is impossible for him to be easily manipulated, otherwise his name as the god of war will not be in vain.

Or do they actually have other plans, or maybe they are doing it to hide people's eyes? She suddenly wanted to know more, wondering what the hell this Hall of Fire was up to.

"Did the assassins recruit you?" A few days have passed, and I don't know if there is anything else to recruit.

"I only know that it's from the Xiliang Fire Hall." Ah Jing shook her head, always feeling a little strange in her heart.

She had some knowledge of the Flame Hall, and it stands to reason that in such an organization, the assassins were strictly trained, and once caught, they would choose to commit suicide. But this person is so strange, he always feels that there is some conspiracy in this.

"Are you still alive?"

"It should still be alive!"

An assassin like this generally doesn't let him die easily, and if he dies, he has no value, and Jin Yiwei knows this better than her.

"Well, tell Dong'er to pay close attention to ·····? Not ·····. Fence Luo thought for a while and said, "A-Jing, it's better for you to directly participate in the investigation!" Let's just say that it is the meaning of King Yan, I don't think Lord Qin will refuse. ”

After all, this is a matter of peace between the two countries, and Bei Liang has the right to know the details.

"And who's going to protect you?" Ah Jing felt that this was inappropriate. Her job was to protect her, not to investigate any Assassins.

"Knowing oneself and knowing the other side can not be defeated in a hundred battles!" She knew she was worried about her, "I'm a civilian now, who would harm me for no reason?" Besides, isn't there still an orchid? Fence Luo took her mouth in the direction of Nu Lanxin, and saw that she had been staring at the medicine melon and didn't know what she was studying.

"Lan Xin?" Ah Jing glanced at Lan Xin, who had been in a daze, and didn't know what to say.

Usually! She's pretty reliable, but it's different when it comes to making medicine. It's simply the biggest master of the world's falling medicine, how can she rest assured that she will be handed over to her!

"Oops! I'll protect myself, don't worry! Seeing that A-Jing was hesitant, the fence immediately decided, "Okay, it's such a happy decision." ”

"By the way, you can find me a self-defense weapon, the kind that I can carry with me." Seeing what else she wanted to say, she hurriedly changed the subject.

"Okay." Ah Jing could only agree, because once the princess decided, it was difficult to change.

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Two days after leaving the border city

They successfully checked into an inn located halfway up the mountain.

The air in the mountains is fresh and the scenery is pleasant, especially when the sky is just bright, the scenery under the clouds and mist can only be described as a fairyland on earth.

In the daytime, when you look from the window, you will find that the houses on the hill are scattered, hidden in the beautiful scenery of the mountains. The bluestone slab steps are one layer after another, from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, winding and rugged, mysterious and long.

In the evening, the houses dotted in the dense forest are accompanied by curling smoke, which decorates the whole mountain with the smell of fireworks. At the same time, accompanied by the figures of people returning from work in twos and threes and the sound of children laughing and playing, the mountains are a little more noisy.

At night, people often sit in their yards, or smoke bags of dry tobacco, or sip melon seeds, or talk and laugh, which is a happy time that even coarse cloth clothes can't hide.

Such a mountain scenery made the fence lie in the window for a long time and was reluctant to leave. From the high sun to the cold moon hanging, from the mottled dots to the shadows of the trees ····· deeply.

Early the next morning

With nothing to do, she walked along the mountain trails.

She is in front, and Ah Jing is behind.

The air in the mountains is different from that in the city, with the morning dew, the fragrance of flowers, the smell of grass, and the fragrance of the earth, which is refreshing.

Looking at the princess's complacent and comfortable expression, A-Jing suddenly found that she didn't know her very well.

No, it should be said that she has changed and become a little stranger.

She was undoubtedly quiet before, but she seemed a little deadly silent. It is as incompatible as a man who lives but whose soul has nowhere to rest.

Even if she is quiet now, she is still so smart. Like the dead wood in the countryside, it seems to be rotten but hides vitality.

This change is really surprising and at the same time gratifying.

At least A-Jing feels that this is what she should be, so fresh, so innocent, so beautiful, so different·····.

At the end of the path, I heard the cry of a child.

The two followed the sound and found a little girl crying in front of a dilapidated house.

The girl looked like she was four or five years old, wearing a coarse cloth dress and a pair of black trousers.

The clothes fit fairly but are slightly shabby, and the yellowed ones are no longer visible in the background color and floral patterns.

The pants were a lot shorter, and the obvious bulges at the knees became very thin, and there were hairballs and gaps where you could faintly see the skin color.

"Big brother, my dad is coughing up blood, can you save him?" Seeing them coming, she cried and greeted them, and knelt on the ground with a "poof".

The little girl's tone and movements, obviously, startled the fence.

"Okay, don't worry, brother go and have a look first." She didn't think much of it, and dragged her into the house.

Suddenly from the sunny sun outside the house to the dim room, her eyes were somewhat uncomfortable, and it took a while to squint before she could see the furnishings in the house.

The house was dilapidated, with broken walls and tiles clearly visible. One of the missing doors of the cabinet was being left in the doorway, trampled under her feet. One leg of the table was propped up by a shorter deadbolt, causing the things on the table to crumble.

The benches with missing arms and legs were thrown en masse in the corners "facing the wall", and swarms of flies flew around on the garbage.

Only one bed looked intact, but the quilt was tattered and hung to the floor.

On the bed, a man who looked like he was dead was lying there, a pool of blood ······ beside his pillow.

"Still angry, I'll go find Lan Xin." Ah Jing entered the house before her, and after checking the details, she left quickly.

Then, the fence and the little girl also withdrew from the house. Because it's so messy inside, not to mention a place to sit or even a place to put your feet.

In the end, they sat directly on the steps outside the door, chatting and waiting for Lan Xin.

From the mouth of the girl, she knew that her nickname was Nannan, and she was 6 years old this year. Her mother had been killed in a flood a few years earlier, and her father had been injured at that time.

The little girl has an older brother who is 10 years old this year. In the past two years, after his father became seriously ill, they took care of him while living a begging life.

Soon, Ah Jing and Lan Xin came.

One of them was busy treating the sick, and the other was busy making a hand, but the fence couldn't help much.

After playing outside the house for a while, she and the little girl decided to go to East Street together to find her brother. Because he goes there every day to beg, and today is no exception.