The assassin in a night suit had a particularly high martial arts, and none of the people in Su Chengjin's mansion were opponents, not only Su Chengjin was killed, but several guards in the mansion were also killed.

The Assassin, on the other hand, fled, leaving no clue behind that could not be traced at all.

Tao Guogong's dream of letting his grandson inherit the throne was shattered.

And on the night Su Chengjin was killed, Meng Zhuqing was sleeping at home, and when he fell asleep, he was awakened by the movement outside.

There seems to be someone out there

Meng Zhuqing picked up the sword placed next to the bed and got up, did not go out through the door, he opened the window lightly, and went out from the window without making a sound, and then pulled out the sword and pressed it against the neck of the black shadow who was leaning against the door of his room and was about to knock.

"Who are you?" Meng Zhuqing asked coldly.

"Me."

As soon as he heard the familiar voice, Meng Zhuqing immediately withdrew his sword and blurted out, "Miss Yanyao, why are you here?" ”

Yan Yao was dressed in a night clothes, leaned there, turned around a little weakly, pulled down the black face towel, and then covered her injured left arm with her right hand, looked at Meng Zhuqing's very blurred face in the moonlight, and said lightly: "Let's go in first." ”

When Meng Zhuqing heard this, he immediately entered the room through the window again, and then opened the door that was bolted back and asked Yan Yao to come in quickly.

After lighting the oil lamp, Meng Zhuqing found that Yan Yao's left arm was injured, and immediately said urgently: "I'll go find Gong Jiechen to treat you." ”

Yan Yao grabbed him, "No need." ”

This was the first time Yan Yao took the initiative to touch him, which made Meng Zhuqing lose his mind a little, and his face turned slightly red.

Yan Yao saw Meng Zhuqing's face flush, only then did she realize what she had done, she quickly withdrew her hand, and pretended to be calm and walked to the table and sat down, while saying, "You find me some medicine for the injury, and I'll deal with it myself." ”

"Oh, good!" Meng Zhuqing hurriedly took out the wound medicine from the cabinet and gave it to Yan Yao.

Then, Meng Zhuqing went out.

Bringing the door shut, Meng Zhuqing stood at the door, guarding.

Yan Yao was in the house, first glanced at the door that was closed by Meng Zhuqing from the outside, and then began to undress and treat the wound on her left arm.

The wound was scratched with a sword, and the wound was quite deep, and Yan Yao used a lot of wound medicine to stop the bleeding.

Because of a lot of blood, Yan Yao's face turned pale.

As soon as the wound was treated, Yan Yao put on her clothes again, and then slowed down before getting up, opening the door, and walking out.

Seeing that Yan Yao was leaving, Meng Zhuqing hurriedly stopped: "Where are you going?" ”

"Am I still staying with you?"

"You're just here for a pill?"

"Or else?"

Meng Zhuqing was silent for a moment before saying, "I'll go find you a set of clothes, and you can change and leave." "Her clothes were torn, and there was a lot of blood.

Without waiting for Yan Yao to answer, Meng Zhuqing entered the house, and then found a set of clothes worn by a woman from the wardrobe in the house.

Yan Yao stood at the door, hesitated for a moment, turned around, and followed Meng Zhuqing into the house again.

Seeing Meng Zhuqing find a set of women's clothes from the closet, Yan Yao wanted to turn around and leave, but before she could turn around, she heard Meng Zhuqing say embarrassedly: "I made clothes a few days ago, and by the way, I also made two sets for you." ”

Yan Yao looked at Meng Zhuqing's hand, although it was a woman's clothes, but it was black, it should really be made for her, she couldn't help but move in her heart, but her face didn't show half of it.

"I don't wear women's clothes." For convenience, she is now almost always dressed as a man.