After saying that, Yuwen Haoyu began to interrogate the leader of the juggling troupe. This was a man who looked a little old, with a weathered ravine on his face. He raised his head slightly and looked at Yuwen Haoyu, his deep eyes were full of
In panic, he saw him kneeling to Yuwen Haoyu's feet and tremblingly said, "Emperor, Your Majesty... We are wronged. We have never seen the person who assassinated the Empress, nor are we from our team...
…Even if we have the courage, we dare not do such things. Your Majesty... Please give us a clear guide..."
Upon hearing this, Yuwen Haoyu frowned slightly and said, "You said, that person is not from your team? Then, when did you realize that he had entered between you?"
Hearing that Yuwen Haoyu had not asked the reason, the leader seemed to see a glimmer of hope, he quickly explained: "When the emperor said, we found that the strange man suddenly appeared before we went on stage.
I thought it was also other jugglers invited by the palace, so I asked him intentionally, but he glared at Xiao, who thought that he could not cause trouble in the palace casually, so I didn't ask any further questions, but unexpectedly...
Your Majesty, we are really wronged!"
"I will find out whether you are wronged or not. Before the matter is revealed, you should feel wronged for the time being and stay here and wait."
Yuwen Haoyu said, but he bent down, looked at the leader with a cold look, and said, "Are you telling the truth? I will slowly find out. If you deceive me with half a word, you...
...I will not keep any of the people behind you, do you understand?"
Hearing this, the leader's legs were so scared that he trembled. How dare he tell lies? He told the truth. The day before yesterday, he was so happy that his team was actually selected to the palace to perform for the Queen.
But I never thought that I was imprisoned and my fate was worrying.
After walking out of the torture room, Yuwen Haoyu's face looked very ugly. There were two assassins present, one on the stage and one on the palace wall. In this way, he failed to catch one of them, which almost made Luo Ling injured. Looking back now, he thought about it.
It was inevitable that he was afraid. Throughout the night, he stayed sleeplessly by Luo Ling's side, and the number of guards inside and outside the palace increased several times.
At midnight the next night, everyone in the palace went to bed, and even Yuwen Haoyu was guarding Luo Ling tightly. When they were going to bed together, Feng Yin got up, walked to the window, opened the window, and the starry night outside was shining brightly.
It was unusual. Soon, a ghost-like figure rushed into the room silently from the window. Feng Yin closed the window without changing her face and turned around to look at him.
"You did a good job this time." Feng Yin returned to the table and wanted to pour himself a cup of tea, but when his fingertips touched the teapot, the teapot was pressed down.
"Miss, please come down."
Feng Yin looked at him and let him go.
"Tomorrow, you will send someone to dress up as an assassin, find a way to get them to catch them, and then bite your tongue during interrogation. Remember, what you need to do looks like a natural thing, you understand." Feng Yin took him and handed it over.
The teacup that came forward lowered his voice and said.
"I understand, but..."
"Just what?" Feng Yin looked up at him, waiting for his next sentence.