Chapter Thirty-Eight: Lackeys Cook

The blade of the dagger was so close to his throat that if he moved, he would cut his throat and kill him instantly.

Wang Zhihui's body froze in place, and the black figure holding a short knife slowly paced out of the darkness, his eyes shining.

"You still have this?" The voices that didn't distinguish between men and women chuckled, Wang Zhihui only felt a movement in his arms, and the painting he had put in his arms just now was taken out.

"Wang Zhihui, you are really affectionate!"

After perceiving Wang Zhihui's embarrassment, the man laughed wildly.

"Enough!" Wang Zhihui's expression was gloomy, and he squeezed out two words from between his teeth.

"What else are you doing here? I think the deal between us is done! ”

Smiled, in the night, the man's expression was fierce, he took the short knife in his hand forward a little further, and a very thin and small red line suddenly appeared between Wang Zhihui's neck.

Beads of blood slammed down the blade and hit the ground.

"Lord Wang, is this going to cross the river and tear down the bridge? What you have done all these years, our master is not very satisfied..."

The man's voice was careless, and there were two jokes in it.

"Enough, I've already killed Li Zheng for you, what else do you want?"

Wang Zhihui couldn't bear it, it seemed that he was angry to the extreme, and his chest rose and fell violently.

"If you want to blame, it's to blame, Lord Wang is not very clean. Li Zheng's death is excellent, but unfortunately, the woman in the Qinglou also died, which is too bad for us..."The man's eyes were gloomy, and his tone was strange:

"That woman's death is exactly the same as Li Zheng's, and the people of the government will inevitably link the two things together."

"The new Chin Cha is not a person to mess with."

"If he targets you, we'll have to finish it all!"

"You're thinking about the consequences?" Wang Zhihui had a hint of ridicule on his face, and at this time, the moon came out, Wang Zhihui's eyes looked into the distance, staring at the bright moonlight, and said in a trance.

"I didn't kill that Qinglou woman. There is only one part of the corpse in my hand, and it is all used on Li Zheng, which is exactly the result you want to see. ”

"That woman had a poor background, but she knew so many things that she shouldn't know. Even if I didn't do it, she would have died. ”

"Yuan'er...", he said softly, slowly turning his head over, and under the moonlight, the delicate and pale face slowly appeared in the moonlight.

"Stop it, and in a year's time, we'll be able to get out of here. Why do you have to die for those people? ”

Wang Zhihui stared obsessively at the face that haunted him, how many days and nights in the past, that face appeared in his sleep, making him not want to eat.

Today, this face finally appeared alive in front of his eyes, and finally at this moment, he no longer had to look at things and think about people.

Slowly stretched out his hand, Wang Zhihui wanted to touch it, but saw that "Yuan'er"'s face was suddenly repeated, and his eyes were full of cruelty:

"Don't try to talk about it!"

"Tell you I'm not her, she's dead!"

The short knife went a little deeper, Wang Zhihui was in pain, and his consciousness suddenly became clear: "... Well..."

"Since you said no, then it wasn't!"

After a long time, Wang Zhihui suddenly sighed softly: "The so-called birds are hiding in the bow, are they sending you to kill me?" ”

"No, I'm here to borrow something from you." "Yuan'er" suddenly smiled, indescribably charming and moving.

Wang Zhihui's expression was a little dazed, and he stared at the face under the moonlight: "What do you want?" ”

"Back then, you and Master Li Zheng exchanged letters, as well as the master's orders."

"What do you want this for?" Wang Zhihui reacted suddenly, his expression full of vigilance.

"Back then, you told me to keep these things in case I need them." Thinking of the scene back then, a trace of remorse flashed on Wang Zhihui's face.

"The last poisonous girl next door has died, Your Majesty is old, and now the court is full of political enemies of the Lin family, what use do you want these?"

"The people who knew about it back then have disappeared, so why do you still have to work hard?" The more Wang Zhihui spoke, the more excited he became, until finally his face showed a trace of depression.

"Yuan'er" saw that his face showed a look of madness, and knew that he couldn't force it, so he simply put away the short knife.

"Brother Jianzhi..." she stepped forward, leaned on Wang Zhihui's body and blew, obviously feeling the man's body stiffen, and a dark glint appeared in his eyes.

Her name is Wang Zhihui's word, no one has called him that for a long time, and his former relatives and friends have long been different.

Wang Zhihui only had these two words left in his ears.

"My lord has said that as long as this last thing is done, you and I will be set free. Brother Jane, why don't you work hard for the future of the two of us? ”

Her voice was soft, like a feather, falling on the tip of Wang Zhihui's heart, and where he couldn't see, "Yuan'er" gently opened a gap in the bamboo tube that had been hanging around her waist.

"Is that true?" Perhaps it was the long-term wandering that finally shook his heart, Wang Zhihui looked at "her", and his eyes became confused again.

"Of course, Brother Jane, what the adults have said, when will it be false? When the time comes, you'll be here for a year, and after a year we'll both retire and go to a place where no one is around. ”

"At that time, no one will know the identities of the two of us, and we can stay there for decades and ...... for the rest of our lives."

The word "for a lifetime" is too tempting.

Wang Zhihui kept repeating these three words in his heart, and a dreamlike smile appeared on his face.

"Well... Yuan'er, since you are willing, then I promise you. ”

"I'll take what you want."

"The two of us will never be separated again, and we will be together for the rest of our lives..."

He said this, his steps vain.

"Yuan'er" jumped down from him, chuckled, and watched all this with cold eyes.

I saw Wang Zhihui silently walking to the position of the candlestick, he stretched out his hand and twisted it left and right on the candlestick, only to hear a rumbling sound.

Behind them, the huge bookshelf suddenly parted in both directions.

Inside is a bottomless dark room.

"It's inside." Wang Zhihui's eyes were fixed, and he pointed forward with his hand.

"Yuan'er" polished a fire fold, and in the faint light, only her face was cold and abnormal.

"Brother Jane, please lead the way below." Her expression was strange, but her voice was as soft as water.

Wang Zhihui, who heard the voice, moved his body and slowly walked down.

"Yuan'er" followed him, until he went down to the innermost part and saw the red lacquered wooden box in the center, and his eyes suddenly burst with a glimmer of brilliance.

"Jane's brother... I'm sorry..."