The man's voice was very soft, but it was like a heavy hammer, smashing Xin Yu's heart.

Is there anyone in the world she cares about?

She looked at the man in front of her and thought, if she didn't deceive herself, there was. It's just that this concern can't be put on the scale, compared with the tragic death of their mother.

So she replied lightly, "No."

He Qingxiao listened to this answer, many emotions in his eyes were calmly covered, and his voice was low but firm: "But there are still many people in this world who care about Miss Kou."

Xin Yu smiled, "It's so strange that Lord He said this. I just offended King Qing with my words, and I was slightly embarrassed by him, and I wasn't—"

"You're going to assassinate King Kyung." He Qingxiao interrupted her.

He was firm and crisp, as if he were there.

Xin Yu didn't admit it: "Lord He misunderstood—"

The man's movements made her forget to continue.

He suddenly stepped forward and grabbed her wrist, and as she was stunned, he took the thin blade from her palm.

Because of the hidden blade, the girl's soft palm was cut out, and blood oozed out of her fair skin.

"What is this?" He Qingxiao asked while pinching the blade.

In Xin Yu's impression, Lord He was good-looking, gentle, and moderate, but now she heard anger in his tone.

It's the other side she hasn't seen.

Xin Yu pursed her lips tightly, and the man in front of her was also persistent, looking at her fixedly and waiting for a response.

"It's a blade." After a long stalemate, Xin Yu opened his mouth.

This answer made He Qingxiao look helpless.

He's not blind.

"Yes, I want to take King Qing's life." Xin Yu admitted, and asked her doubts, "How did Lord He know?"

"Gu Changbo was suddenly killed, and the people were panicked, so Gu Changbo's mansion has been under the attention of Jinlinwei. On that day, Dai Ze, the son of Guchang Bo, suddenly went to Qingsong Bookstore, and I heard the report from my subordinates that Miss Kou had sent a sacrifice to Guchang Bo's Mansion, and I had doubts in my heart." He Qingxiao looked at Xin Yu, "Miss Kou hates Gu Changbo's mansion to the bone, why did she send it to the sacrifice? When I received the news that King Qing had gone to the bookstore, I had a guess."

Speaking of this, he paused, and didn't see the slightest change in Xin Yu's expression, and there was a fear in his heart.

This emotion was strange and something he had never felt before.

"The purpose of Miss Kou's sacrifice is to lure King Qing to come through Dai Ze, the son of Guchang Boshi. And King Yinqing is not here to chat."

Xin Yu's injured hand was slightly retracted: "How did Lord He know that it was with a blade?"

The blade was naturally not in her hand at the beginning, but was properly hidden in her sleeve, and later it was broken by Lord He, and King Qing's attention turned to Lord He, which she kept in her hand.

He Qingxiao's eyes fell on her hand and gave an explanation: "Since I entered, Miss Kou's hand has not been released, and I-"

He seemed to think of something, and his tone paused slightly before he continued, "And I have a good sense of smell, and I can't ignore the faint smell of blood."

Xin Yu lowered his eyes and smiled bitterly: "Lord He is really discerning."

He Qingxiao was silent for a moment and asked, "Miss Kou is blaming me for ruining you?"

Xin Yu replied truthfully, "A little."

She knew he was doing it for her good, but she didn't want to make a living. If she can't avenge her mother and them, even if she sits on a mountain of gold and silver, and delicacies from the mountains and seas every day, she will not be happy.

"Miss Kou, wait a minute."

He Qingxiao walked out and returned after a short time, with more ointment and muslin in his hand.

Xin Yu silently watched as he grabbed her hand, applied ointment, and wrapped her palm around a fine white cloth.

"It's not that delicate, Lord He doesn't have to be." Xin Yu withdrew his hand.

Her wrist was firmly grasped by the other hand.

"I'm a very unlucky person, I've been aware of it since I was sensible......

Xin Yu unconsciously stopped moving.

"From time to time, I get hurt, and occasionally I almost die, and I've never seen my parents

All I care about is Aunt Gui......" The man's voice was as clear and clean as spring, without self-pity or incitement, just purely for the girl in front of him, "Life is so difficult, it seems that there is no pity to give up. But I still feel that it is good to be alive, to be able to read books, see the scenery, and meet interesting people and things. Miss Kou, you're only seventeen years old, and when you're seventy years old, tell your juniors about your youthful past of revenge and hatred, isn't it?"

After he finished speaking, he bandaged it, and looked at the girl in front of him gently with a pair of black eyes.

Xin Yu saw the hidden prayer in his eyes, and the words "not good" suddenly became unspeakable.

She looked down at her muslin hand, which was delicately wrapped.

"Although the wound is thin but a little deep, wrapping it around can prevent it from touching water, remember to take it off and change the dressing at night."

"Thank you, Lord He." Xin Yu thanked him, never answering "good" or "bad".

She cherishes her life, and when necessary, she does not spare it.

But one thing she is sure of is that she absolutely can't bear that King Qing has always been a high-ranking prince, and he will be the prince and the master of this Great Xia in the future.

He Qingxiao saw her resoluteness, groaned slightly, and said something: "King Qing and others are going to the north for disaster relief, and it is likely that there will be corruption."

Xin Yu was slightly stunned: "Lord He has a clue?"

"Two days ago, Jin Linwei found a person with suspicious appearance, arrested and interrogated, and that person claimed to be the son of the chief bookkeeper of Beiquan County. The most severely affected area of the Dingbei earthquake is Bei'an County, which is the closest to Bei'an County and is also seriously damaged. This person said that the victims of the Beiquan disaster could not wait for relief and froze to death countless times, and his father reported to the top but was brutally killed, and he fled all the way to the capital to sue the emperor but was chased and killed by Wu Yanting, the commander of the Beijing camp——"

"Wait a minute." Xin Yu's expression was a little strange, "Is this person a young man of medium to thin stature with delicate facial features?"

He Qingxiao was stunned: "Miss Kou knows?"

"I don't know, but I may have seen it." Xin Yu didn't finish her words, but she was almost sure that it was the young man who was hiding under her carriage that day, "Lord He, can I meet him?" It's better to take a sneaky look, without alerting the other person, to see if it's the person I've met."

He Qingxiao was not afraid of Xin Yu's request, but she was afraid that her heart would only be dead, so she agreed.

Xin Yu soon saw the person through a wall through a specially set hole.

It was undoubtedly the young man I met on the day I went to Senzakura Mountain.

"It's him." Xin Yu didn't hide it, and told He Qingxiao about that day.

"In this way, this man's words are more credible."

"What are you going to do?"

"I have sent someone to Dingbei to secretly verify, and if what that person said is true, I want to let Jinshang know." He Qingxiao looked at Xin Yu and asked, "Miss Kou, can you give me some time?"

This time, he finally got the answer he wanted to hear.

"Okay." Xin Yu said softly.