After Di Xin took everyone to Yanque Pass and took office, Prince Yu's Mansion in the capital became an empty house.
In other words, it is theoretically an empty house.
Song Qianwei took advantage of the moonlight to avoid all patrolling guards along the way, and climbed in again from the place where she first entered Prince Yu's Mansion.
This time, she was not physically injured.
This time, the jar originally used for pickling vegetables was no longer in the corner.
A hint of melancholy just arose in her heart, but she keenly felt something was wrong.
It's too quiet.
After His Royal Highness Prince Yu left with his people, this place became an empty house.
But just because it is an empty house, it must have deteriorated after two years of storage. The weeds growing around it and the slight peeling off of the walls also prove this.
But with everything defeated like this, how could there not be a single insect?
It has now entered summer, but Song Qianwei has not heard a single insect chirp from the time she entered Prince Yu's Mansion until now.
She had completely sobered up from the wine.
Song Qianwei used to be a member of an underground organization, and she was not lacking in vigilance. Although she had slacked off when she was in Yanque Pass, in the past two years since she came out, she has become much stronger than before.
Therefore, after realizing something was wrong, she didn't even hesitate. She tapped her toes and prepared to climb out of the wall she had just put in.
No matter what the reason was, since His Royal Highness Prince Yu did not leave one or two servants to take care of the palace when he left, Song Qianwei would not risk it for an uninhabited empty house.
However, her reaction was ultimately a step too slow.
As soon as Song Qianwei jumped onto the wall, she felt a punch coming from outside.
Although she was not injured, she was caught off guard and fell back into Prince Yu's palace again.
…
Perhaps because she discovered that Song Qianwei had noticed something unusual, Prince Yu's palace suddenly turned from extremely quiet to extremely lively.
Song Qianwei landed on the ground and saw many black-clothed people wearing night clothes like her jumping out from the roof, from inside the house, and from the trees.
These men in black did not speak after they appeared, but tacitly surrounded Song Qianwei.
Oops.
Song Qianwei's heart skipped a beat, but her expression did not change.
In her perception, the wall behind her should have been the only gap, and there was also a person standing on it.
Although there was only one person behind him, the undisguised majestic energy and blood on his body made Song Qianwei understand that this was a martial artist stronger than her.
As expected, he was the one who beat her back just now.
It is taboo to expose one's back to an enemy more powerful than oneself.
Song Qianwei immediately turned around and faced the powerful martial artist behind her, taking a defensive posture.
Although she knew she couldn't beat him, she was not ready to accept her fate.
From when she was the eunuch Song Huimin to when she was surrounded now, no matter how powerful the enemy she faced, Song Qianwei never gave up once.
The martial artist standing on the wall was also wearing night clothes, with a scarf covering the lower half of his face, revealing only a pair of fierce eyes.
Perhaps seeing Song Qianwei's overconfidence and caution, Wu Xiu burst out laughing from under his face scarf.
His voice was hoarse, as if someone had injured his vocal cords.
"Jiejiejiejiejie..."
After a burst of laughter that was typical of rebellion in the story His Royal Highness Prince Yu told Song Qianwei, Wu Xiu, the leader, said in his hoarse voice: "Little girl, I advise you to give up this senseless resistance, maybe this way
You can suffer less."
"Then it depends on whether you have the ability."
Although she can't compare with her in terms of momentum, Song Qianwei is not inferior verbally.
Secretly searching for a suitable direction to break out, she stalled for time and asked: "Who are you? Why do you want to ambush here?"
"Young lady, you don't need to know who we are."
The martial arts cultivator on the wall stood on a high place with his hands behind his back, a hint of ridicule in his eyes: "As for the reason why we ambush here, it is naturally because..."
"...You little girl!"
"Jiejiejiejiejie..."
Say it, there is another burst of laughter that is unique to the villain in His Royal Highness Prince Yu’s story.
Song Qianwei's heart tightened.
Although this was the residence of His Royal Highness Prince Yu, it had been abandoned for more than two years, so she did not think of it at first, but thought she had accidentally walked into an ambush targeting others.
Therefore, she never expected that the target of the ambush tonight would be her.
The longer the delay was, the better it would be for her. Song Qianwei simply expressed her doubts: "I just returned to the capital today. I should have no grudges with you in the past. Why do you want to ambush me tonight?"
Say what you mean, but Song Qianwei knows in her heart that it is true that she has no grudges today, but she cannot be sure whether she had grudges in the past. Otherwise, it is impossible for this group of people to know about her relationship with Prince Yu's Mansion, and they even specially set up an ambush here.
The leader seemed not to have discovered Song Qianwei's true purpose, and smiled in response to her question: "If you want to blame me, I can only blame you, little girl, for getting too close to Prince Yu. You suffered this unreasonable disaster for nothing, Jie Jie..."
Hearing this, Song Qianwei's heart suddenly sank.
She did not resent herself for being implicated by His Highness Prince Yu, but was worried that such people would ambush her here, and their real purpose was to use her as a bargaining chip to threaten His Highness Prince Yu.
She felt a little guilty towards His Highness Prince Yu when she left without saying goodbye. If she affected His Highness's plans again, she would never accept it.
Knowing that the group of people in front of her would not let her go easily, Song Qianwei extinguished the last bit of luck in her heart.
From the secret observation just now, she had discovered that the men in black surrounding her were very particular about their positioning, and the only breakthrough left was in the direction of the wall blocked by the leader.
The leader's unscrupulous performance also made her understand that continuing to delay time would not increase her chances of winning.
It was difficult to break through the encirclement head-on. Thinking of the patrol pattern of the guards along the way, a simple plan appeared in her mind.
Borrow strength.
As she continued to ask questions, Song Qianwei mentally calculated the time it would take for the nearest guard to patrol near Prince Yu's Mansion.
"In that case, you..."
When the countdown came to the last moment, she was halfway through asking the question when she suddenly burst into flames and rushed towards the leader on the wall.
At the same time, the momentum of martial arts in the late acquired period exploded to the greatest extent.
However, when she jumped to the same height as the wall, she saw a hint of amusement in the eyes of the leader who had shortened the distance.
boom.
The leader also extended a fist and struck it with Song Qianwei's palm.
The leader stood motionless on the wall, but Song Qianwei felt a surge of energy and blood, and involuntarily flew backwards into Prince Yu's palace again.
More than a dozen men in black moved with the wind and surrounded her again.
The leading Wu Xiu also jumped off the wall and walked towards her step by step.