The first month is gone, and the night is gone.

There was an exclamation in the mansion of the Marquis of Beixun Yuan, and the maid knocked over the lantern in his hand, trembling and pointing at the bloody man on the ground: "Hou...... Hou Ye ......"

"Someone! There are assassins! ”

There was a slender black shadow hidden in the corner, revealing only peach blossom-like eyes, and the female assassin saw that the person had lost her breath and turned to run out of the Yuanhou Mansion in the moonlight.

But it seemed to be a little late, and someone caught up just past a bamboo forest.

The wind was fierce in winter, and there was a piercing pain on the face of the woman in black. A cold glint flashed in the female assassin's eyes, and she drew her scimitar at her waist, showing no fear in the face of a group of young and strong men.

Turning over and dodging, he was still scratched by the people of Yuanhou Mansion and injured his waist, and hurriedly kicked up the snow and fascinated people's eyes, and when everyone opened their eyes again, the figure was gone.

That night, Beixun City was very lively, the city gates were closed, and the whole city was searching for the Assassin.

Yuan Hou Ye, but the younger brother of the Yuan family, the noble concubine of the dynasty.

In just a few hours, the official mansion searched through the entire Beixun City, and only the Zangxiang Pavilion, the most nostalgic flower nest of the dignitaries, was not checked.

"My lord, it's just the Zangxiang Pavilion."

"So what are you waiting for? Go in and search! ”

"......"

"But what? If the saint is to blame, how can he care about who is behind the Tibetan Incense Pavilion! ”

"Yes!"

So, the officers and soldiers who were patrolling at the gate finally rushed into the Tibetan Incense Pavilion. A faint smell of pears penetrated into the noses of several rough men, and I couldn't help but smell it a few more times.

As soon as the leader wanted to rummage through the rooms regardless of 3721, he was stopped by a group of thugs.

The aunt of the Tibetan Fragrance Pavilion pulled her collar and pulled out of it with a water-pink handkerchief, and asked angrily: "Master, it's not dawn yet, what is this for?" ”

"The government handles the case, dodge."

"I know that you are handling the case by the government. But I've rested a lot of distinguished guests here, and I'm afraid that I can't afford to bump into anyone. ”

The officer and soldier looked down at his aunt and asked with open eyes, "I'm afraid it's not you harboring assassins?" ”

"Don't dare to say that, I don't have any assassins here! If you really want to catch me, can you arrest me? ”

This aunt had the courage to shout with the officers and soldiers, and she didn't have the slightest sense of fear, so she just stopped no one from letting in.

"You ......"

"What am I? If you dare to give your mother three points of ugliness today, I will tell you to move your head! ”

The two were arguing, and a sentence came from behind them: "Aunt Hong." ”

Just hearing the sound of jade rings colliding not far away, it made people's souls trance.

Looking at the person standing upstairs making this voice, although he was covered with a red veil, he could faintly see that graceful figure was like a fairy.

The red brocade shoes stepped on the stairs and walked down step by step, her bent eyes were like a string moon glowing with wisps of toad light, and Gu Pan Shenfei saw her teeth slightly exposed through the veil: "The official master, it is rude that the incense has not been greeted from afar, how can my aunt be rude to the official again?" ”

"Faux pas? The old lady may not even give the face of the Hou Ye, he is something. ”

"Eh~ Auntie, the official is acting on orders, everyone is begging for food, why should we embarrass him? I just don't know what the official wants to find in the Zangxiang Pavilion? ”

The officers and soldiers clenched their sabers in their hands: "Yuan Hou was assassinated, and we were ordered to find the assassin." ”

"Yo, there is such a thing? The thief was bold. The clear eyes showed a look of panic: "I think the official also knows that you can't afford to mess with the master who rests in the Tibetan Incense Pavilion." But do you really want to find it? ”

"Find."

"Good! Aunt Hong, just tell them to find it. Whoever provokes them will bear it themselves, if they can't find anyone, let's talk about it again. ”

When the cloth thugs heard Wanxiang's words, they all stepped back and made a way.

Wanxiang sat alone on the reclining chair and stretched out her hand to drag her chin, fiddling with the glass wine cup on the table, watching the officers and soldiers pour in as if watching a play, her lips were closed and she tried her best to look natural.

As soon as the officers and soldiers entered, before they could start searching, they saw a man sitting not far behind Wanxiang, wearing a white fox and nearly eight feet tall. The gold-embroidered brocade boots stepped on the ground, and the hair was tied in a translucent white jade crown.

Slowly took out the token in his arms and threw it on the table, and the officers and soldiers who were just about to enter glanced at the token on the table and stopped, looking at each other and hesitating.

Thinking that the person in front of him had just returned triumphantly from southern Xinjiang, he didn't know whether to go in or not.

I heard a warm sentence: "Kneel." ”

Those officers and soldiers had no choice but to kneel on the ground: "I've seen the six princes." ”

"Get out."

Aunt Hong walked over from behind shaking her waist: "I said that there are distinguished guests, but you don't listen." Assassin? I think you all look like assassins! Eh, what are you still doing on your knees? Didn't listen to the prince? Get out! ”

The officers and soldiers who took the lead tilted their heads and bit their lips, and finally retreated from this place.

Seeing that everyone was gone, Wanxiang's heart gradually calmed down, and the blood in her back had seeped out and dripped onto the recliner.

Standing up and nodding with the sixth prince, he walked upstairs on his own. Aunt Hong sent everyone to disperse and went back to the backyard herself.

The sixth prince followed behind Wanxiang, turned left and right to the inconspicuous door, and there was a jade sign hanging on the side of the door, which was neatly engraved with the word 'Sufang'.

When I opened the door, I saw a large red gauze tent hanging from the roof to the ground, blocking the inside tightly.

In the middle of the tent is a mahogany table, on which is a smiling bronze figurine, and the bronze figurine also holds a mahogany long plate in its hand. Seeing the smile of the bronze figurine, it really makes people feel weird.

Wanxiang stretched out her slender hand like a jade shoot and let the six princes into the back of the gauze tent.

The inside of the red tent was as warm as spring, and green smoke was born from the incense burner, and the fragrance lingered throughout the room, but it could not hide the trace of blood.

The man knelt on the ground: "Wanxiang has seen the prince." ”

Then he boldly raised his clear eyes and looked at the six princes with a smile.