Chapter 21 Assassination in Prison

When the two returned to Shangguan Zixuan's yard, they saw Shangguan Zisang sitting alone at the stone table under the begonia tree, and his back was lonely.

Murong Xun took a look at Shangguan Zixuan's expression, and he frowned, and his face was a little unbearable, but he did not go forward.

Murong Xun shook his head and was about to ask Shangguan Zisang what had happened, but he heard his clear voice, "You're back!"

"Ye-huh!" Murong Xun answered and said, "Why are you sitting here alone?" She stepped forward a few steps and walked around Shangguan Zisang's side. Her eyes suddenly opened wide and she was shocked, "Xiaosang, what happened?"

Shangguan Zisang sat on the stone stool, holding a polished bronze mirror in his hand, raised his head, looked at Murong Xun, and said with a sad face, "Wo girl, am I disfigured?"

In front of him, Shangguan Zisang's nose and blue face were swollen, his former white cheeks were high and swollen, and his delicate eyebrows were also dark and unrecognizable. He thought that he touched the wound on his face when he spoke. After saying that, he grinned and breathed.

Murong Xun frowned and said suspiciously, "With your light skills, who can hurt you like this?"

Shangguan Zisang slapped the bronze mirror in his hand on the stone table, suddenly got up and said angrily, "King Qin, a despicable villain, deliberately put He Shouwu in a conspicuous place. When I took He Shouwu lightly, I found that a fishing net fell from the sky..."

Shangguan Zixuan stopped, took a breath and said, "Mom, they just took He Shouwu back, but they didn't expect to beat me up. It's so vicious!"

Murong Xun was a little clear in his heart, and he didn't realize that he picked the corners of his mouth. I'm afraid it was because something happened to Zhao Ling's men. The rest of the people were angry with Xiao Sang!

"Aren't you going to show it to your brother?" Murong said.

Shangguan Zisang turned his head with tears in his eyes and looked at Shangguan Zixuan pitifully, and his deformed mouth tried to squeeze out a smile, "Brother, it doesn't hurt at all!"

Shangguan Zixuan sneered and said, "That's the best!" He walked a few steps into the room and stopped, "Why don't you come and apply the medicine!"

Shangguan Zisang raised his eyebrows to Murong Xun, touched his facial muscles, and trembling with pain.

Night. It is as dark as ink.

The starlight is dim. A few dark clouds covered the bright moon, and a few wisps of poor light appeared from time to time.

In the heavenly prison, the candlelight is full of shadows. A few traces of cold wind blow and sway, and the light is very uneven.

Behind the thick iron pillar, there was a tall figure curled up in the corner. Under the swaying candlelight, his body was tight, his arms trembled slightly, and his eyes were full of panic. When he saw the woman today, it must be the little girl who fell into the cliff eight years ago. Is she a human or a ghost? Are you here to avenge yourself? After hiding her name for eight years, even that woman couldn't find herself. How could she know that she was in prison?

Thinking of the woman's indifferent eyes looking at him like a cold corpse in the daytime, he couldn't help trembling, and his beard trembled.

Suddenly, the iron lock in the cell made a collision sound. He raised his head in horror. When he was waiting to identify the face of the person under the dim light, his body suddenly relaxed, "It's you!"

"You know I'm coming!" The man came smiled and said that he was dressed as a jailer, hung the oil lamp in his hand on the wall, took out the key around his waist, opened the prison door, and carried a basket in his hand.

The jailer entered the cell, opened the basket, and suddenly a smell of rice came.

The man with a beard raised his head, and a face with a long knife scar twitched, "What do you mean?"

The jailer took out the food in the basket and smiled, "You will be executed tomorrow. I admire you as a man. I want you to be a full ghost before you die!"

The man was stunned and immediately said, "It's impossible. I haven't been to the autumn trial yet. I can't be sentenced!"

The jailer sneered, "That's an ordinary prisoner, and you don't want to offend anyone!" I advise you to eat what you have as soon as possible!"

The man overthrew the food placed on the ground by the jailer, "I don't eat it, I don't believe it!"

The jailer's eyes darkened, showing a trace of vicious light. He hurriedly got a glass of wine in his hand. "I advise you to drink this glass of wine obediently, so that you won't suffer!"

The man felt the murderous spirit on the jailer, and the instinct of survival made him constantly break free from the chains in his hand and looked at the poisoned wine handed over in the jailer's hand in horror.

"Ha ha!" A delicate laughter came.

The jailer shook all over and turned back stiffly. He saw a girl in a light yellow dress standing outside the cell. The girl had a mocking expression on her face. She held her chin in one hand and said faintly, "I didn't expect that someone would really be killed by Brother Zixuan!" Her eyes were clear. Cold, he looked at the jailer mercilessly and frowned slightly, "It turns out that there is really a traitor here!" The corners of his mouth looked a little cruel. "My favorite thing to do is to ask the master messenger behind the prisoner. You don't have to confess so quickly. You can just try my newly invented poison!"

The jailer's face was as white as paper. He knelt down in a hurry and kowtowed and begged for mercy, "Miss, please forgive me, miss me. The little one says everything. What do you want to know, the little one says everything!"

This girl is naturally Shangguan Yingxue. She tweed twice and shook her head, "It's really boring!" She ordered left and right, "Take him down!"

Shangguan Yingxue looked at the man with a beard. His delicate eyebrows were still frowned, and there were a few traces of suspicion in her eyes. She thought to herself, "What is the identity of this man? Why does Shangguan Zixuan want to pay more attention to this person?" Just as she was meditating, when the jailer was passed by her by several long attendant, he suddenly had a dagger in his hand. He rushed to Shangguan Yingxue with a ferocious face, pulled his arm and firmly tied it to his chest. The dagger lowered her white jade-like neck, looked at the long follower in front of him and shouted: "Go out of the way, or I'll kill her!" Get out of the way, do you hear me?"

There was a trace of panic in Shangguan Yingxue's eyes, but he said calmly on his face, "You can go out to hold me hostage?" You'd better let me go now, or I will tell you that life is worse than death!"

The jailer's hand trembled, "If it falls into your hand, it's dead. You have to gamble!"

With that, he slowly retreated with the snow in one hand.

After walking about dozens of steps, seeing that there was the exit of the prison in front of him, the jailer couldn't help showing surprise.

Unexpectedly, a few steps away from the gate, a dart flew quickly and inserted unpreparedly into the jailer's forehead. The blood flowed down his cheeks, but he didn't have time to close his eyes. He couldn't close his eyes and fell straight to the ground.

Shangguan Yingxue stroked her neck, left the body a few steps away, and looked forward calmly.

The moonlight is bleak. The night is dark.

In the dark color in front of me, several lanterns glowed with a dim light. As the light slowly approached, a sedan chair appeared. The sedan chair moved very quickly, like a ghost, and soon it had arrived in front of Shangguan Yingxue.

Shangguan Yingxue picked up the corners of her mouth, showing a little disdain, and her eyes turned white, "Who are I talking about? It turns out to be the second son of Huangfu!"

"What a heartless girl, I just saved your life!" A voice with a smile came from the sedan chair. The voice was a little nasal, a little light, but the words were clear, and the warm smile also showed a trace of fierceness.

"He was poisoned by me, and he will be poisoned to death in less than five steps. Who wants you to mind your own business!" Shangguan Yingxue snorted and said lightly.

"Ha ha, even if you are nosy!"

His tone was like coaxing a child. Shangguan Yingxue suddenly raised his eyebrows and said, "It's true!" After a pause, she asked again, "The second master just returned to Chang'an with his brother today. What are you doing in such a hurry to come to the prison?"

There was a moment of silence in the sedan chair, and then there was another sigh, "It's not for the disappointing friend Murong Xuan!" But it's for him to come back non-stop!"

Shangguan Yingxue sneered, and her expression became more and more disdainful. She smiled and said, "It is rumored that the second son has the best of Longyang. It turns out that it is not empty!"

"You girl is just unforgiving. For your brother's face, I won't care about you today, but there is no next time!" Even the laughter is still cold, with a trace of gloom.

Shangguan Yingxue paused slightly, and suddenly felt like a cold wind blowing behind her.

Several long attendents also came. Seeing that the master was well, they were relieved and came to Shangguan Yingxue one after another to ask for instructions.

Bah! Do you think it's great to have an aunt? I don't have a noble cousin yet! Shangguan Yingxue pouted, "Let's go!"

The next day.

The housekeeper stood respectfully in front of the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion. After the carriage in front of him stopped steadily, he politely picked up the curtain and greeted him with a smile, "Miss, you are here!"

A cold figure came out of the car. She looked at the housekeeper in front of her faintly and answered faintly. Just as he was about to get out of the car, a warm male voice came from behind him, "Be careful!" His amber eyes flashed slightly. He leaned in the woman's ear and said in a very low voice, "Don't believe it at all even if you treat Yao. He is not as simple as you see." He straightened up and said, "I will come to see you from time to time!"

The woman was helped out of the car by the housekeeper. When she got to the top of the ground, she looked back at the man in the car. His amber eyes always gave people a warm feeling. "I remember what you said. Don't worry, I'll protect myself!"

As the carriage walked in the dust, Murong Xun always looked ahead with a pale face, and his eyes were calm. The housekeeper thought that he was used to all kinds of people with the Prime Minister, and he had also practiced some thoughts. But at this moment, he couldn't guess the mood of this teenage girl. Is it happy or sad?