At the beginning of the rain, the rain dripped from the eaves, like a beaded curtain rippling in the night breeze.

Wang Rou put on her smock and walked to the window, looking at the night sky intently.

This is Tiandu City, far, far away from the Northern Desolate Ice Field, and everything seems so unfamiliar.

But she's used to it, and she doesn't care what tomorrow holds.

Her eyes often follow the duckweed floating in the pond in the courtyard, but she imagines that she doesn't have to go with the flow, but can be the lotus leaf that can stretch out in the wind.

The wind on the spring night was still a little cool, blowing her long brown hair, and a few strands of bangs swayed delicately on her forehead.

Wang Rou raised her hand and stroked it casually twice, and suddenly stopped what she was doing.

In the distance, there is the sound of the seven-string guqin plucking, and the sound of the qin is like a pine wind, floating from the night wind without hurry.

Wang Rou's left hand casually clicked on the window lattice, following the sound of the piano to the beat.

One, two, three...... Until the sound of the piano faded away, and was no longer heard.

An indescribable look appeared on Wang Rou's pretty face, and she stood in front of the window and turned silently, picked up the umbrella behind the door and walked out of the house.

Soon, her figure dissolved into the mist of the night, as if she had become one with the darkness.

She walked out of the upper forest garden, walked slowly on the empty and uninhabited path, and came to a forest of apricot blossoms.

In March, the apricot blossoms are half blooming and half in full bloom, and this spring rain will drop a piece of fragrant flowers, and the petals on the mud ground will spread like a blanket of velvet, and it will be rolled into mud in a few days.

A demon man with a bronze mask on his back bowed slightly to Wang Rou and said, "Gale." ”

This is the joint code word of the Great Qin secret spy organization Nighthawk, Wang Rou's heart trembled, and she said indifferently: "Jin Ge." ”

The demon man raised his body and said, "I'm Hanyeqin, your liaison in Tiandu City. ”

"The other side of the flower," Wang Rou said coldly, "I don't want to hear nonsense, my master may come back at any time." ”

Han Yeqin said: "He can't come back tonight." An hour ago, someone assassinated Dong Tianshu in Guozi Prison, which caused Ji Tianquan to be angry, Ji Chengche wanted to investigate the case with Lin Zongtang, and suspected that the target was: Guozi Priest Jiu Yan Jinshi. ”

Wang Rou said: "What does this have to do with me?"

Han Yeqin replied, "Bai Yexing orders you to assassinate Yan Jinshi immediately. ”

Wang Rou's eyebrows raised slightly, and asked, "Why?"

"You're only responsible for execution. Han Yeqin said: "Yan Jinshi will leave the Guozijian soon, but he will not return to his house tonight, but will go to a good singer's house to stay overnight." The location of the assassination is up to you, here's the information. ”

He raised his hand and threw a cyan jade cylinder at Wang Rou and said, "There is also a copy of the information we know about the hidden location of the Martyr Kui disciples in Tiandu City. When the time is right, let Ji Chengche know. ”

Wang Rou caught the jade tube and said coldly: "Tell Bai Yexing that I will ignore his grievances with Yan Kui." ”

Han Yeqin said lightly: "The murderer who assassinated Dong Tianshu is a disciple of Yan Kui, I think Ji Chengche must hope that someone will help him dig out this group of underground killers." ”

Wang Rou asked, "Is there anything else?"

Han Yeqin said: "The day after tomorrow, Ji Chengqing went to Tiandu Peak, and Bai Yexing means that you had better accompany you and try to intensify the contradictions between them." ”

Wang Rou said indifferently: "All orders involving Ji Chengqing, I only accept the emperor's will. ”

Han Yeqin's eyes swept over Wang Rou with coldness, and without further ado, her figure slowly retreated and disappeared into the depths of the forest.

After a while, Wang Rou walked out of the apricot blossom forest alone and walked in the direction of Ping'an Fang.

There was no rain in the sky, but she still held an umbrella, hiding her face under the shadow of the umbrella.

Ping'an Fang was easy to find, and she slowly walked into a deep alley according to the map of the Geji's residence provided by Han Yeqin.

There were no pedestrians in the alleys, and the doors of the houses were closed. In the middle of the night, it's time to dream.

Wang Rou stopped in front of a gardenia tree and waited for her target to appear.

According to the information, Yan Jinshi's cultivation should be in the realm of splitting mountains and opening mansions, and in these years, because of his determination to abandon martial arts and literature, the progress of cultivation has been very slow, and he has not been promoted to the realm of a drop in the sea.

It was not easy to assassinate a relative of an important minister of the imperial court like him.

Fortunately, once someone becomes an important minister of the imperial court, the emperor's relatives and relatives, the love of beauty will expand indefinitely, and they often do some shady things in private, such as raising concubines, such as overnight happiness.

Wang Rou carefully entangled her figure with the gardenia tree, her mind calm and waveless, like the ice and snow of the North Sea.

After about half a pillar of incense, the sound of horse-drawn carriages sounded in the alley. First, a light appeared dimly at the mouth of the alley, and then someone drove a horse-drawn carriage into the alley.

The lantern is the most ordinary lantern, there is no official seal on it, and the carriage is also the most ordinary carriage, the curtain hangs down and covers it tightly, obviously Yan Jinshi does not want anyone to know his whereabouts tonight.

There is no way, his wife is the sister of Zhenbei General Chen Tailong, and this family affair was still tied by his cousin General Yan Qingwei.

Who would have known that Lord Yan, the priest of the country who has infinite scenery in front of the people, will be angry when he returns home? As long as Mrs. Yan's willow eyebrows are raised, Lord Yan will obediently go to sleep in the study. But the pillow in the study is cold, how can there be the soft and fragrant enjoyment in the singer's arms. Tenderness is like water, and the birds depend on people, that is the paradise of Lord Yan's dream.

Suddenly, a string of wind chimes sounded in front of her and a pleasant female voice said, "May I ask if this is Yujing Lane?"

Yan Jinshi was stunned for a moment, and heard his coachman reply: "Yujing Lane is not here, you are in the wrong place." ”

The woman let out a low exhalation, her voice was heartbreaking, and there was a hint of panic and helplessness in her anxiety: "How can that be good?"

Yan Jinshi couldn't help but lift the curtain of the carriage, and suddenly saw the girl in front of the carriage like an iceberg snow lotus.

Her umbrella and hair were stained with falling flowers and leaves, and she looked so delicate and hesitant to stand alone in the night.

Yan Jinshi's eyes lit up, and compared with the beautiful and unparalleled girl in front of him, his singer who was full of fat powder fragrance suddenly became a vulgar fan.

God treats himself well, and actually teaches himself to encounter the real national color Tianxiang Shenyu and falling geese in the rainy night, could it be that this is the long-awaited beautiful encounter in my heart?

He cleared his throat and stepped out of the carriage like a ghost, and said gently: "Girl, Yujing Lane is still some way away from here, and it is difficult for you to walk alone in the dark, I am afraid it will be inconvenient." ”

"So, how can that be good?" the girl said helplessly: "The younger brother in the family is an apprentice in Yujing Lane, and my father is seriously ill and wants to see him for the last time. I am not afraid of the farther road, but if the work is delayed, it will be bad. ”

Yan Jinshi looked at the girl's pitiful appearance, and pretended to be concerned: "Don't worry, girl, I'll take you to Yujing Lane in a carriage?"

"Huh?" the girl looked at Yan Jinshi in surprise.

Yan Jinshi said solemnly: "The girl doesn't have to worry, the surname of the lower official is Yan Jinshi, and he is the priest of the country, and he is definitely not a villain." ”

The girl was puzzled: "Sacrificial wine, is it for the imperial court?"

Yan Jinshi laughed, and smiled at the innocent eyes of the girl: "In short, sacrificial wine is a very big official, and the children of those royal relatives, princes and ministers are all from the old ...... Under the Officer's Door. ”

The girl's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but show admiration and awe when she looked at Yan Jinshi's gaze.

Yan Jinshi only felt extremely satisfied in his heart, and had already thrown his date with that singer out of the clouds, and smiled amiably: "Girl, please follow me in the car." ”

"Thanksgiving, sacrifice...... "My lord," the girl hesitated slightly, and thanked her in a low voice.

"It's sacrificial wine!" Yan Jinshi couldn't help but add, lifted the curtain of the car and said, "Girl, please." ”

The girl didn't want him to sit in the car, Yan Jinshi got in the car and lowered the curtain and instructed the coachman: "Yujing Lane, be fast!"

The coachman was a confidant old man who had followed Yan Jinshi for many years, so he naturally knew the master's thoughts, and shook the horsewhip in response, and the cart drove past the door planted with gardenia trees and went deeper into the alley.

He deliberately picked up those potholes and bumpy roads to walk, and then drove the carriage in a hurry, ostensibly in a hurry according to Yan Jinshi's instructions, but in fact, he was creating an opportunity for the priest in the car to grind his ears and temples.

Therefore, the carriage did not go to the main road, but sought to shuttle through some secluded and uninhabited alleys.

After about half a cup of tea, there was a muffled snort from the priest in the carriage.

The coachman was stunned for a moment and asked, "My lord, what's wrong with you?"

There was no response from Yan Jinshi in the car, and the driver felt faintly bad, and turned around and shouted, "My lord!"

"Bang!" the curtain shattered, and two cyan arcs burst out like a frightening ray, cutting into the driver's neck.

The driver was taken aback and leaned forward to dodge.

However, the two bundles of green mangs came too quickly, and although they did not cut the coachman's neck, they cut two deep blood grooves on his back.

The coachman turned over with a roar and waved his whip into the car.

"Smack!" a whip fell and sawdust flew sideways, only to see Yan Jinshi's eyes bulging with an unbelievable look of horror, bleeding and paralyzing in the car, but he didn't know where the girl had gone.

The coachman didn't know well, and suddenly heard the explosion of "bang", and a big umbrella fell from the sky to obscure the vision.

He roared and flipped back, feeling a chill in his lower back, and the girl's figure appeared behind him in an unbelievable way, stabbing a quenched dagger into the coachman's body.

The coachman still wanted to scream, but he was frightened to find that he could no longer make any sound, his whole body was numb for a moment, and his eyes lit up with colorful spots, like countless falling flowers in spring......

"Bang!" Wang Rou kicked the coachman into the car, just falling at the feet of his master.

She put away her dagger and coldly glanced around to make sure that no one in the alley was visible, and the figure quickly disappeared.

It was only after walking three blocks out of the street that I heard a warning sound in the direction of the alley where the carriage was located.

Wang Rou calmly walked on the streets of Tiandu City with an umbrella, and swallowed a mouthful of sweet blood that surged to her throat.

Yan Jinshi was extraordinary after all, even when he was unguarded and close at hand, he still hit himself in the palm.

Gradually, Wang Rou felt the street in front of her shake, and her vision gradually blurred.

She swallowed another pill and reminded herself that she must not pass out on the street.

However, her steps became heavier and heavier, and she walked all the way in a trance, not knowing where she was going.

Suddenly, she saw the light of the closed door in front of her.

There...... Is it Guozijian?

In a drowsy voice, it seemed as if the forbidden army that had closed the streets had discovered her, shouting and warning her.

Wang Rou couldn't hear anything clearly, and fell straight forward.

In the moment of losing consciousness, she vaguely felt herself fall into the arms of a person.

Who is it, will it be Ji Chengqing?

How should I explain it to him this time?(83Chinese.com.)