Chapter 194 Assassin

The waterfall is rumbling, and the drizzle is on the pool.

Looking at the firelight of the pool, I saw a young man in silk with a smile on his mouth, carrying his hands on his back, standing leisurely by the edge of the pool, tall and vigorous, setting off the heart of heaven for three months, enough to enter the painting.

However—

Less than three feet in front of him, on the pool rendered like thick ink at night, a girl in a light dress is dying - her long black hair floats on the water, as if it has melted into the pool. In the darkness, the face full of shock and disbelief is particularly pale, and the night pearl in her ears is clear. It showed the fear in her eyes.

In this scene, Yan Jiuhuai just watched it leisurely and still smiled. That careless posture is like the most ordinary scenery in front of you.

Unlike his leisure, Yuanxiu is already frightened at this moment!

Unless a person who is bent on death, a person who can't know water is suddenly thrown into an untouchable pool. In the face of the gradual coming of coldness and death, as well as the unbearable suffering when suffocation - the instinctive fear at the critical moment of life and death, even the princess who has been taught by strict royal customs, can't Control it! She struggled desperately!

But this desperateness was just her own idea. After being pressed by Yan Jiuhuai, her limbs seemed to be tied with a layer of lead. No matter how hard she tried, she was also soft. The movement was slow and dull. However, her mind was still clear, and she clearly felt that death was approaching her little by little.

Therefore, her wide eyes, with the help of a pair of night pearls shining in her ear, she could clearly see Yan Jiuhuai's smiling face by the pool through the water, and... there seemed to be bottomless darkness under her feet!

How dare he kill me?!

Even if the water gradually pouring down from the top of her head gradually devours her vitality, Yuanxiu still feels incredible at this moment... Whether from the perspective of private hatred or the mysterious pavilion, or Tanwanlang, killing herself is harmful to Yan Jiuhuai. She is the direct daughter of Xianzong, today's sister, the most orthodox Jinzhi Yuye, is not blood. A remote ordinary clan girl!

Even if it is a clan woman, she died suddenly, and it is impossible not to pursue it! Yan Jiuhuai... Born in the market, a white coat, dares to murder a princess of a country?! Although Yuanxiu and Yan Jiuhuai don't like each other, they still agree to stay with her. It is precisely because she knows that although Yan Jiuhuai dares to intimidate herself, she will never kill herself - no matter how long Tanwan Lang has a long history, no matter how high Yan Jiuhuai's martial arts skills are, he is ultimately a power in the world. Compared with the royal family, even if the dream Tang Dynasty is not as prosperous now. The world is not something they can deal with easily.

Inversely, Meng Tang wants to clean up and explore Wanlang, and it may be impossible to eradicate it, but if he wants to damage the other party's vitality, he can definitely do it!

And... Hasn't Tan Marulang and the royal family always cooperated? Is what He Yijian said that day not true?

Or, because he summoned Qiu Fengxiang and caused great losses to Tan Wanlang, Yan Jiuhuai came to assassinate himself for revenge? But if so, why did you put it off until today? After picking blue and green knew his arrival? If the original purpose was to assassinate, Li was elected to visit the hospital at night and say goodbye to himself! Then, once the incident happened, He Yijian, who was refused to see her outside the hospital that day, but did not leave because of it, must become the biggest suspect!

... In that case, Chang'an and Hebei are about to turn against each other, and Yan Jiuhuai has been lurking in other courtyards for several days, is it to prevent this kind of turning against each other at this moment? So what is his purpose? Who is assigned?

Before Yuanxiu lost consciousness, thousands of thoughts turned around in an instant. Suddenly, she thought of the letterhead that she wanted to dismantle but was snatched back by Yan Jiuhuai!

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The moonlight in Chang'an is dark.

Meng Guangyi woke up from his sleep and found that there was one more person in the room.

It's not Zhang's daughter, the daughter of the Zhang family in Nanyang. She has an uncle like Zhang Mingzhu. Anyone who sees Zhang has to say a word of dignity and virtuousness. During this period, Meng Guangyi's case for Ren Qiu is almost day and night. For many years, Zhang will never disturb him easily at this time, let alone at night.

What's more, this is not a bedroom, just his study.

Meng Guangyi slowly sat up straight. He was just reading the case file, but unexpectedly fell asleep on the table - a clear and clear chill came from the spine, resisting his skin, and the triple summer shirts were broken, and it was silent.

is a master and should have something to ask himself, otherwise he will not have a chance to wake up.

In seven years, Meng Guangyi himself can't remember how many enemies he had. Although he has learned sword skills, he can't compare with real masters in order to strengthen his body, but this does not mean that he has no eyesight. In fact, he has seen a lot of masters captured in Jingzhao Mansion.

"Your Excellency came at night, don't you intend to coerce me to the dawn like this?" After thinking about it quickly, Meng Guangyi did not look back, but slowly asked.

A cold voice came from behind him almost immediately: "How's the investigation of Ren Qiu's case?"

The voice is very young, much younger than Meng Guangyi estimated. It is clear and mixed with gloomy. Meng Guangyi secretly wrote down this and said quietly, "What exactly do you want to ask?"

"I'm not interested in knowing the memorial after you enter the DPRK tomorrow. I just want to know how you reported this case to Fengchun in private." The man said coldly, "If you talk too much, die immediately!"

Meng Guangyi smiled and said, "Your lord is too anxious. He doesn't even know the content of this official report, so why did you come here in a hurry? I still think that your Lord has the ability of an unknown prophet, and I know that the words of this official are not good for him!"

"Don't be talky." The person behind him said indifferently, "Meng Guangyi, don't think about cliché. If you finish it quickly, I'm afraid you can't even hand in the medal tomorrow!"

Meng Guangyi laughed and said carelessly, "If so, I will send another competent official to investigate this matter. Is it orthodox and afraid of a few ghost clowns, so I dare not investigate it?"

As soon as his voice fell, it was cold on his back, but the people behind him suddenly started and calmly said, "You can try to talk more again!"

"Ren Qiu's case is to trust the official today. Even if the case involves the royal family's selfishness, he has entrusted me to be responsible. There is a saying that it is a matter of eating the emperor's salary and loyalty to the king!" Blood gushed out of the wound, flying fast. Wet his robe and fell to the ground. The original ink fragrance in the study was mixed with blood, but Meng Guangyi still looked calm and said calmly, "I heard that there are also righteous people like you, such as Yan Xia on Jiannan Road in those years..." He smiled slightly and said proudly, "I am Jing Zhaoyin In seven years, Meng Lang has always called each other. Do you think that the people of Chang'an are blind people?!"

The person behind him was obviously suffocated, but he heard Meng Guangyi leisurely say, "If you want to kill him, you can kill him. If you want me to reveal what you shouldn't say and things, you can't do!" After saying that, he didn't care about the sharp blade behind him and tidyed up his clothes and crowns, but he was ready to die.

In the study, the atmosphere was stalemate.

I don't know how long it took, Meng Guangyi suddenly felt a wind in the back of his head. Before he could react, he suddenly felt a pain in the back of his head - he was stunned. At the moment of falling, he seemed to catch a glimpse of a white and slender hand at the corners of his eyes, reaching out to the chapter that had not been sealed and placed alone after he had written, and a secret smile suddenly appeared at the corners of his mouth...

Half an hour later, he lightly dodged the long street patrol and avoided the figure in the deep alley. The original flexible and light pace suddenly stopped, and the whole person shook, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of black blood!

"Meng...light... instrument?!" With a low moan, the figure immediately looked at his hands alertly, but when he saw that he had just touched the seal, there was a faint cyan color, with an ominous feeling. He quickly pulled up his sleeves and found that the cyan had spread up like a rash until his chest. He was furious and was almost about to turn back immediately. He went to find Meng Guangyi and the antidote, but the chills and heavier steps in his limbs told him that it was impossible to visit Jingzhao Mansion again. His figure staggered a few steps, held the wall, and tried his best to touch the position in his memory...

At this time, Meng Guangyi in Jingzhao Mansion woke up. Before he opened his eyes, he raised his voice and called into the bodyguard of Jingzhao Mansion. When the guard saw the wound on his back, he was immediately shocked.

Meng Guangyi raised his hand to stop his greeting and quickly ordered, "Notify the whole city immediately. Anyone who buys these kinds of medicinal materials will ask the origin and trace it to the end!" With that, he picked up a purple hair in his hand. When the guard saw that the inkstone next to him was dry, he hurriedly stood there to study ink. Meng Guangyi and the assassin he had not seen for a long time, and his back was injured. At this moment, although he was holding on, his face was pale. He didn't wait for the ink to be rich, so he hurriedly wrote seven or eight medicinal names in one breath and coughed: " Go...is...the assassin...poisoned!"

The bodyguard quickly supported him: "Meng Yin, but please don't hurry. I'll do it now!" Saying that, he leaned against the Taiwan case and hurried out. Soon, another bodyguard quickly came in to help Meng Guangyi, who was gradually unconscious, and then doctors, maids and Zhang came in one after another... The gate of Jingzhao Mansion opened in the night, and quickly reported the news everywhere. The news of the assassination of Jingzhao Yin Meng Guangyi instantly woke up the whole city!