If you ask an ordinary person this question, he might shake his head and say he doesn’t know, or he might tell you that it is very difficult. [] But if you ask Zhong Qingye, she will probably laugh three times with a look of contempt on her face.
For you: “It’s a hundred times easier than eating, drinking and sleeping!”
Just like now, Zhong Qingye squatted in front of a half-body that was bleeding profusely. Without changing his expression, he quickly took off the three layers of wedding robes on his body, rolled them up into a ball in twos and twos, and worked hard with the man lying at his feet.
He reached out and pulled the strip of coarse cloth tightly wrapped around his neck. The blood stained the colorless cloth and fell drop by drop on the floor of the carriage.
After a while, the man gradually stopped moving, his head tilted to the side, his eyes bulging, and he stared at Qingye bitterly, and he did not close them until he died.
Zhong Qingye kicked him all over with disdain, inserted the dagger into his belt, and quickly took off all his night clothes, long knives, daggers, etc., without caring about the blood stained on them, and directly put them on his body.
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To kill a person is actually a very simple matter. With the sword raised and dropped, a life is ended.
This series of movements may sound slow, but in fact it only happened in a split second. There was almost no sound under the grunting rotation of the wheels, and the other man who was only a curtain away from the carriage didn't even notice.
Finally, after tying the shoe uppers tightly, Zhong Qingye leaned close to the carriage, gently opened a corner of the curtain, and looked out.
Outside is a paradise of wealth and grace, with nine winding corridors, carved beams and painted walls, flying dragons and phoenixes, overlapping door beams, layers upon layers of access control, and endless palaces. The red palace walls set off the red gold roof, which is crystal clear.
The glazed tiles are dazzling under the large swaths of palace lanterns, emitting circles of dazzling light. The whole palace reflected by the candlelight that lasts all night is exquisite and brilliant.
The carriage was speeding along the corridor between the palaces. The Imperial Forest Army armed with sharp blades stood full of evil spirits from beginning to end, but no one came forward to stop this ordinary carriage. In order to prevent being discovered, Zhong Qingye put down his
Curtain.
As she expected, Qi Mu was not so easy to let Qi Mo's plan take shape, and the Zhong Mansion was not as powerful as Prince Rui's Mansion. Although the guards were guarded by Qi Mo's secret guards, they were still much easier to infiltrate than the surrounded Prince Rui Mansion.
In the Zhong Mansion, when she had not yet left the cabinet, it was the easiest time for Qi Mu to succeed.
She expected that he would come, but she didn't know what methods he would use, so she was fully prepared. And Qi Mu did not disappoint her, but Zhong Qingye never expected that he would actually threaten Zhong Ying.
Zhong Mu attacked her.
Yuesheng is a very powerful drug that is almost curable, but it also has a fatal weakness, which is the fragrance it cannot conceal. But Zhong Qingye is extremely sensitive and familiar with this fragrance, and Zhongmu carries it
The handkerchief should also be taken from Qi Mu. Others may not be able to smell such a light sweet fragrance, but Zhong Qingye can.
Because that sweet, cloying fragrance was once upon a time Zhong Qingye's Pandora's box of life. No matter ancient or modern times, no matter life or death, no matter which body she lives in, she will never forget that smell.
Therefore, as early as the moment Zhong Mu entered the door, she was already exposed in Zhong Qingye's eyes.
The reason why she didn't expose it immediately was because she didn't detect murderous intent from Zhong Mu, and Yuesheng's drug couldn't do anything to her, so she simply pretended to be unconscious and was taken away by the man in black, just for the sake of coming.
Qi Mu asked for some interest.
Everyone must be responsible for their own actions. Since she agreed to Qi Mo's cooperation and became an enemy of a king, she should be mentally prepared to be injured and die. She knew this very well. But similarly, the people who had hurt her should also
There's no reason not to pay for it.
Zhong Qingye slowly squinted his eyes, looking faintly at his mouth, as if through the thin curtain he saw the dazzling golden palace outside.
After just waiting for a while, seeing the lights outside gradually dimming, Zhong Qingye estimated that he had passed the main palace. It seemed that Qi Mu didn't want her life, so the best way to prevent her from joining forces with Qi Mo was
Lock her up and prevent anyone from finding her. The only place in the world that Qi Mo cannot search is the palace.
Hiding the person in the palace, even if Qi Mo comes to find him, he can only do it secretly. At that time, Qi Mu can use the sign of catching the assassin to suppress him, causing Qi Mo to suffer unspeakably and marry Dong.
Little Princess Shang.
Being able to suppress Qi Mo and manipulate him at will is indeed a good strategy that kills two birds with one stone.
It's a pity that Qi Mu was not very lucky, but the Yuesheng drug had no effect on Zhong Qingye at all.
It was estimated that the time was almost up. Zhong Qingye wrapped the black scarf that he had pulled off the dead man's face around his own face. He gently approached the car door with his waist, lifted the curtain and took a look. Sure enough, the lights outside were dimmed. He didn't know it.
What kind of secluded place has he ended up in?
The short man in black didn't notice at all and concentrated on driving the carriage forward. Zhong Qingye raised the corners of his lips loudly, wrapped his arms around his shoulders and hooked his neck.
The man was stunned for a moment, thinking that Shi Qi was joking with him. He smiled and cursed without looking back, "What? You're having sex in the middle of the night? If so, don't come... eh?"
Before he finished speaking, something cold suddenly touched the skin of his neck. The familiar cold air made the man instantly understand what it was.
"Find a secluded place to park." Zhong Qingye patted his neck leisurely with a dagger and sneered: "I am an impatient person."
Only then did the man understand his situation. He didn't bother to ask her when she woke up, and he didn't dare to ask her what happened to Seventeen. The sharp blade of the dagger was quietly pressed against his neck, and he could almost smell it.
The strong smell of blood and the feeling of close contact with death instantly made him break out in cold sweat.
Not daring to delay, he obeyed and stopped the carriage under a big tree. The trees were lush and leafy, and the palace lantern was across a corner. The light could not extend, and a completely dark corner appeared here.
Zhong Qingye nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "Well done."
The man turned his head slightly, showed a sweaty and extremely flattering smile, and whispered: "I'm just following orders, no matter... squeak... um..."
The man's voice broke into a strange sound, and Zhong Qingye covered his mouth and nose. The dagger in his hand was as bright as new, not even stained with blood. "Sorry, I don't like talkative people."
With a cold twist, the man's neck made a squeaking sound and tilted to one side in a strange arc. A large gash was opened in his neck, and blood flowed wildly. Zhong Qingye dragged his body into the carriage and found out where he was.
The wedding robe was in a ball, and he jumped off the carriage without hesitation, found a hidden corner to hide it, and flew away.