The man in black should deliberately hide this fragrance and cover it with agarwood, but this can't escape Han Youning's nose.

Han Youning began to be poisoned two years ago, and his eyesight became worse and worse, but his sense of smell gradually became extremely sensitive. She could smell the subtle differences in smell, even food and water that had been poisoned.

This bamboo incense, very similar to what she smelled before she died, is purple bamboo incense. When the human body odor and bamboo fragrance are combined, it will have its own unique aroma.

It's a pity that her health has been too poor in the past two years, and her eyes are almost invisible, and Han Qingwan has been in the way, so she has never attended the palace banquet again. In the East Palace, she was trapped in the small courtyard and couldn't go out, because she hadn't seen several princes and princes in the capital, high-ranking officials and nobles. She also had no way of knowing who had the scent of purple bamboo.

The only thing she was sure of was that that person was not the crown prince Zhao Chen. She would occasionally see Zhao Chen, who had never had bamboo incense on him.

Han Youning looked up at the man in black, trying to find clues from him to determine who he was.

He was very tall, she only reached the position of his shoulder, his hair was wrapped in a black scarf, and his face was also covered with a black scarf, Han Youning could only see a pair of his eyes. It is deep and narrow, deep as a pool, and the bottom is not visible.

Han Youning sighed secretly, she really couldn't see anything.

The man in black stood with his hands in his hands, looking at her condescendingly, his voice low and hoarse, "The little girl has a lot of guts, aren't you afraid of so many dead people?" ”

Han Youning retracted his gaze and gave a blessing gift, "Thank you for the strong man's righteous rescue, I don't know what the strong man is called?" ”

The man in black raised his eyebrows, "How do you know I'm not the other group to kill you?" ”

Han Youning replied calmly, "You know I'm in the closet, but you didn't kill me." ”

The man in black smiled, "That's hard to say. Maybe I'm going to let my men kill you? ”

Han Youning asked him rhetorically, "Is the strong man planning to kill me?" ”

The man in black had a smile in his eyes, but his words were ruthless, "I won't kill you, but your family is dead, and you can live for a few days, it's hard to say." ”

He's right.

Now the Marquis of Yongping is in Xiangping Mansion, in collusion with Hu Zhifu, controlling the access control of the entire city. The Marquis of Yongping could not find her body, so he was bound to search for her throughout the city and strictly investigate the people who left the city.

In her previous life, she went to the Qinglou to hide all night, and spent money to hire a lady to cover her out of the city gate. On the way to the capital, he was chased and killed all the way, which was extremely dangerous. If it weren't for the luck of encountering a dart game to protect her, she doesn't know how many times she would have died.

If Han Youning wants to change the outcome of this life, he has to start laying out from now on, and since this person has the same goal as her, he is a person who can be used cooperatively.

"It seems that the strong man knows who the murderers are, and since you can kill them, then I will follow you, will I be able to live?"

The man in black smiled, "I'm quite smart, but I'm the most afraid of trouble, especially women's troubles, so the girl should ask for more blessings." ”

As he spoke, the man had already left the inner room.

Han Youning asked, "Aren't you going to take down your opponent with this matter?" I can testify for you! ”

The man in black was unmoved, his footsteps did not stop, and he was about to go out.

Han Youning shouted at his back: "You're from the capital, right?" ”

The Marquis of Yongping has deep roots in the middle of the court, behind him is the prince, and he has to be reused by the emperor, and the people who can fight with the Marquis of Yongping are probably in the capital. From the royal family, to be exact.

I don't know if this man is the master or a supporter of a noble person.

I hope he can see how smart she is, keep her by his side, and use it for him.

As long as she can follow this person, she will definitely know his identity, and if she tries it slowly, there will be hope for them to work together to bring down Yongping Hou. And he might be able to be a help to his father.

The man in black stopped and looked back at Han Youning, "Don't guess, you know too much, maybe if others don't kill you, I'll kill you." ”

This didn't seem to be a scare, although he still spoke in a casual tone, Han Youning felt the coldness in his eyes.

She was more and more sure of her guess, the man in black was afraid that he had come to Xiangping secretly this time, and his identity was not known.

She walked out of the inner room and walked over to him, "I will rely on you for my life, and I will not reveal your whereabouts." You should know that Dingguo Gong Han Jun is my uncle, you saved me and escorted me to the capital, Dingguo Gong must be grateful to you, which is also a great help for you. ”

The man in black looked down at the persistent little girl in front of him, "Since you are so smart, you must have a way to save your life, and I don't have to let Dingguo owe me favors." ”

Han Youning's eyebrows were frowned, this person was too cautious and refused to trust people easily.

She blessed her body, "The strong man walks slowly." The grace of the strong man, the little girl wrote it down, and he will repay it one day. ”

The man in black chuckled and strode out the door.

Han Youning watched him out of the courtyard door, Fang closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and walked out of the door.

More than 30 corpses lay in the courtyard of the house, bloody and miserable.

Although I knew that this was the end, although I had already experienced it once, the psychological impact was even stronger.

She walked out of the room, and on the steps in front of the porch, she saw the body of her sixth cousin. He hugged the calf of a man in black with both hands, and was cut off beyond recognition.

The sixth cousin is nearly a month younger than her, and when she was brought to Chen's mansion by Wu's mother, the second aunt was about to give birth, so she reported the dragon and phoenix fetus to the outside world, and covered up her life experience.

She and her sixth cousin have fought since childhood, and they hate each other so much that they hate each other, but when they were alive and dead, the sixth cousin came to Youyuan to save him.

If he hadn't come all the way to Youyuan, with his wit and a few and a half kung fu, he wouldn't have been able to escape from the chaos.

Han Youning pursed his lips, trying to break his hand away, so that he could be dragged into the house so that he wouldn't get caught in the rain. But she couldn't break it with a lot of effort.

She fell to the ground, helplessness and pain struck, she couldn't hold back any longer, and fell on the corpse of her sixth cousin and cried bitterly, tearing her heart out.

In the silence of the summer night, in the bleak wind and rain, it is particularly sad.

Ling'er also found Wu's mother's body in the middle of the courtyard, hugged and cried bitterly.

The two cried for a while, but they didn't dare to delay any longer, wiped their tears, and together broke the sixth cousin's hand, carried him into the house, and put him on the collapse.

carried Wu's mother to another room, but they didn't care about the people next to her.

Under the inky sky, Chen's Mansion became a purgatory on earth.

There were corpses everywhere, blood and rain, meandering and flowing, and the smell of blood was disgusting.

They walked all the way to the courtyard of Mrs. Chen, the courtyard of the two uncles and aunts, and the courtyard of the four cousins, and cleaned up the corpses for them one by one.

Han Youning's tears were surging, and they never broke, and he kowtowed for an unknown number of heads, and blood flowed from his smooth and delicate forehead.