Xin Yu firmly grasped the girl's hand, and her face was the enthusiasm of the merchant facing the customer: "Yesterday, the girl left a purse in the bookstore, and we have been waiting for the girl to pick up the ......."

The girl tried to pull her hand, but she was caught tighter.

"Let's talk about it at the advanced bookstore." Xin Yu smiled, "I'm still worried that the girl won't know that she has fallen here, and she won't come back to look for it, but I'm finally relieved to see the girl......

King Qing glanced casually to this side, and led his attendant to the carriage parked on the side of the road.

Soon the carriage was moving, and the scattered guards followed.

Although these secret guards are dressed in ordinary clothes and are very low-key, it is not difficult to guess it when they see them following King Qing's carriage.

The girl's face was visibly pale, and a look of fear flashed in her eyes.

"The girl comes with me." Seeing that King Qing and his party had walked away, Xin Yu smiled and returned to his indifferent appearance.

The girl looked at Xin Yu in disbelief, but she understood from the strength of the other party's hand that it was difficult to get out, froze for a moment, and nodded slightly.

Xin Yu took the girl into the bookstore, did not enter the reception room, but went directly to the east courtyard from the back.

The east courtyard is covered with greenery, flowers are in full bloom, and birds fly from one branch to another, creating a bright spring scene. But the girl looked around uneasily, and tensed up until she sat down.

"I'm Kou Qingqing, the owner of Qingsong Bookstore, and this is where I live." Xin Yu first reported her identity, "What do you call the girl?"

The girl pursed her lips and hesitated, then said, "My surname is Zhu."

"Miss Zhu." Xin Yu called out, his tone was as calm as water, but the words he said were like thunder, "Why did you assassinate King Qing?"

Just now, the first time she saw this Zhu girl, she saw the picture of the other party assassinating King Qing.

The picture is very bloody, but it is not King Qing who has an accident.

Before the dagger that Miss Zhu had hidden in her sleeve could be fully drawn, she was shot by the crossbow arrows of the secret guard, and then died under the random knife of King Qing's attendants.

From the beginning to the end of the picture, it's sadly fast.

The mantis arm is used as a car, hitting the stone with an egg, which is probably the case.

That's why she didn't have time to rush over hesitantly.

Even if the enemy of the enemy cannot be a friend, it is possible to become a collaborator, not to mention that such a death is not worth it.

The girl jumped up like a frightened bird and was about to run out, when a voice from behind her made her stop suddenly.

"If I want to be bad for Miss Zhu, I won't save you."

Miss Zhu turned around slowly, her pale face full of confusion: "You, how do you know?"

"Miss Zhu sits down first." Xin Yu pushed the tea towards her.

Miss Zhu sat down slowly.

"Miss Zhu is a foreigner, right?"

Miss Zhu's eyes tightened: "Who are you?" Why do you know so much?"

Xin Yu curled her lips: "Miss Zhu, don't be nervous, I guess you are a foreigner because your accent is a little different from the locals."

"You said I assassinated King Qing—"

"I can see it from Miss Zhu's face." Xin Yu sacrificed the banner of the god operator, "I have a little dabbling in the art of contemplating physiognomy, and when I saw that Miss Zhu's Yintang was black, it was a sign of death, and your attention was all on King Qing, so I guessed this."

Miss Zhu bit her lip for a long time, and asked gloomily, "Is this so obvious?"

She thought that the cover-up was very good, and she didn't dare to look at King Qing's side, and only used her afterglow to estimate the best time, but she didn't expect to fall into the eyes of others and flaws everywhere.

This is actually Xin Yu fooling the other party, at that moment her eyes were full of pictures that suddenly appeared, how could she pay so much attention.

"What is the grudge between Miss Zhu and King Qing?"

Xu is Xin Yu's tone was too calm, as if assassinating the prince was not a big deal, Miss Zhu didn't feel a little calmer, and asked rhetorically, "Since Miss Kou guessed that I wanted to be unfavorable to King Qing, why did you save me?"

If at the beginning she was still angry with the girl who suddenly stepped in sideways, and when she saw the vigilance of King Qing's attendants and those guards hidden in the shadows, no matter how stupid she was, she understood that this assassination would not hurt King Qing at all

, and she will end up on the streets.

Thinking of this result, Miss Zhu bit her lip stubbornly.

She can't just die!

But she really couldn't understand this Kou girl.

King Qing has come to Qingsong Bookstore many times, and he should have a good relationship with this Kou girl, at least not compared to her as a complete stranger, not to mention that what she wants to do will be punished.

Why did Miss Kou save her?

"Probably because—" Xin Yu thought of the tragic scene and decided to confess, "I don't want King Qing to have a good time."

Miss Zhu's desperate bet, what is the difference between her and her. She could feel that Miss Zhu's hatred for King Qing was not fake. qδ.net

Xin Yu's words surprised Miss Zhu.

"You also had a holiday with King Qing?"

Xin Yu bowed: "Yes, there is a grudge."

Having a grudge sounds much more serious than having a holiday.

Miss Zhu obviously relaxed her tense body, and her eyes were no longer so wary when she looked at Xin Yu.

She came all the way to the capital, and she didn't believe anyone for a long time, but a person who dared to say that she had an enmity with the prince could believe it, right?

What's more, seeing King Qing's protective power with her own eyes made her desperate realize that it was impossible to take revenge on her own.

Even if you believe in the wrong person, it won't be worse, maybe ...... Can this Kou girl really help her?

People who are facing a desperate situation will inevitably have a trace of extravagant hope.

Seeing Miss Zhu's vacillation, Xin Yu said again: "I often go to the Eldest Princess's Mansion as a guest, and I am also familiar with the envoy of Jinlin Wei, maybe I can help a little?"

If a noble girl in Beijing hears this, she will only think it is ridiculous, but Miss Zhu was moved.

"I'm from Dingbei, Taiping Town......

As soon as Miss Zhu spoke, Xin Yu's heart settled.

The assassination of King Qing, a foreigner, and what Lord He said to her, made her think about the disaster area in Dingbei.

"Almost all the people living in the town are surnamed Zhu, and my father is a squire in Taiping Town, who is in charge of all things in the town...... My father went to the county to respond, but found that the adults who were running for disaster relief had been killed, and he escaped and went to the street to stop King Qing's car, and King Qing said in public that he would find out, but——"

Miss Zhu clenched her fists hard, and the tears in her eyes covered her bitter hatred: "What our town is waiting for is not relief, but the long knives of officers and soldiers...... Dead, they are all dead......

The weeping maiden fell again into the purgatory-like scene, a nightmare from which she could never break free.

She entered Beijing alone, with only one goal, to kill that dog prince!

"After entering Beijing, I stared at King Qing's Mansion from afar and found that King Qing often came to Qingsong Bookstore. I think it's the best opportunity to pretend to be a book buyer when King Qing comes to the bookstore......" Miss Zhu smiled bitterly, "It's me who is so stupid, I, I can't do anything......

She hid her face with her hands, tears welling up in her eyes.

Xin Yu was silent and waited for her to cry enough, and raised her hand to pat her shoulder gently.