Zidie stood nervously next to Zhang Qingjiu, looking at the flashes of lightning that came out from time to time, and couldn't help but shrink her neck, "Aren't you afraid, Miss?"
"What are you afraid of? Aren't they blocking us?" Zhang Qingjiu sneered and raised his eyebrows in the air, "If we don't hurry up, it will be dawn."
Here, Yunque, who was fighting with a masked man in black, heard these words, a flash of depth flashed in his eyes, and his moves became more and more fierce. Finally, his kick landed on the waist of the man in black, knocking him straight.
He kicked him straight down.
On the other side, Murong Chunlai also ended the fight. The man was grabbed by his neck and thrown to the ground like a puppet on strings.
After grabbing the man in black, Yunque kicked him on the knee. There was a crisp "snap" sound, and the man couldn't help but groan.
Zhang Qingjiu raised his eyebrows and said, "It's quite cruel."
"Miss..." Yunque's face turned pale.
It seemed like she really shouldn't have shown such a bloody side to her.
"Just be ruthless," Zhang Qingjiu said again.
Yunque's hand that was about to let go was slightly startled: "..."
"If you want someone else's life, be prepared to lose your own." Zhang Qingjiu narrowed his eyes, stood up slowly, clapped his hands and said, "Send it to Zhang Yuan for trial."
"Miss, don't you ask them?" Yunque suddenly raised his head. However, these two people did not alert anyone else in the house. As soon as they entered, they went straight to Jianjia Courtyard. It was obvious that their target was her.
Knowing what Yunque was worried about, Zhang Qingjiu yawned and said, "Look for him on his body to see if there is a map of the mansion or anything."
"Here it is." As soon as Zhang Qingjiu finished speaking, Murong Chunlai took out a handkerchief from the black-clothed man he was twisting and took a look at it, with a cold look on his lips.
Someone actually dared to kill her in front of his eyes. He really couldn't bear to live anymore.
"That's enough." After glancing at the handkerchief embroidered with willow leaves, Zhang Qingjiu waved his hand, "Send it with people and belongings. If Zhang Yuan comes back to me tomorrow morning, help me remind him that he should be well.
Try not to make mistakes."
After saying that, Zhang Qingjiu went into the house and closed the door, leaving three people in the yard staring at each other.
"Not bad." Murong Chunlai raised his eyebrows at Yunque.
The assassin who came tonight was quite capable, but this little girl dealt with it with ease. She was one of the few women he had met with good skills over the years.
I just don’t know the one in the house...
Thinking of that Yundanfengqing face that looked like everything was expected, Murong Chunlai's eyes flashed with depth.
"Both each other." Yunque glanced at Murong Chunlai coldly. She also realized tonight that although she knew he had skills last time, this was the first time she saw him show off his skills tonight.
And his kung fu doesn't seem to be of Da Hui's level...
"How's it going? Are you going to see her off or go together?" Murong Chunlai couldn't notice Yunque's visiting eyes and raised the corners of his lips.
Yunque hesitated for a moment, "I'll go, you can take good care of the lady here."
Although I don’t know where he comes from and why he would settle down as a guard with such skill, but since he is harmless to the young lady, she can turn a blind eye.
After Yunque twisted the two of them one by one and sent them out, Murong Chunlai curled up the corners of his lips, got up and walked towards the back room.
"What are you going to do?" Zidie was startled, and immediately stretched out her arms to block the door.
"Let me see Miss." Murong Chunlai smiled slightly and leaned close to Zidie. She was so frightened that she immediately ran away.
"Miss, take a rest." Zidie frowned.
Murong Chunlai narrowed his eyes, "What if there is a killer inside?"
"Really, really?" Zidie trembled, but when she regained consciousness, the door to the room had been pushed open.
As soon as Murong Chunlai entered the room, he met a pair of cold eyes. He immediately paused, but he quickly smiled and said, "Are you okay?"
Zhang Qingjiu nodded, "I'm fine, are you okay?"
Her movements did not change, and the coldness in her eyes did not diminish at all.
Murong Chunlai touched his nose and said, "No, I'm just worried that someone else will come later, so I wanted to come in and have a look."
"That's not necessary." Zhang Qingjiu shook his head, "I'm safe inside."
Even though he knew that the woman in front of him always spoke like this and thought differently from ordinary people, Murong Chunlai couldn't help but sigh, "You... do you know who sent you?"
"I know who sent him, what's the difference between me and who I asked to interrogate?" Zhang Qingjiu said.
Murong Chunlai was startled for a moment, then laughed dumbly, "Aren't you afraid that they will work together in conspiracy?"
Zhang Qingjiu smiled faintly and said, "He can give it a try."
As long as she wasn't afraid of being backlashed again, it wasn't her who had her hands and legs broken anyway.
Murong Chunlai: "You are really not afraid of anything. Is it really okay for a woman to interfere in so many things?"
Zhang Qingjiu frowned: "Weird."
Murong Chunlai was stunned, "What's so strange?"
"It's strange for a gatekeeper to ask so many questions. Is it really okay?" Zhang Qingjiu raised his eyes and looked at Murong Chunlai lightly.
Looking at each other, Murong Chunlai was defeated first.
"I understand." Taking a deep breath, Murong Chunlai nodded, clenched his fists with his hands, and quickly turned around and left.
Zhang Qingjiu looked at his back and moved the corners of his mouth, "Don't forget to close the door for me."
Murong Chunlai's back twitched violently.
That night, there was a heavy closing sound in Jianjia courtyard.
At nine o'clock the next day, Zhang Yuan arrived at the gate of Jianjiayuan in a wheelchair and waited.
Before the door of Jianjia Courtyard was opened, he stretched his neck and looked inside, holding a blood-stained letter in his hand, his eyes full of anxiety.
It wasn't until Chen o'clock that the door of Jianjia courtyard was opened from the inside.
"Steward Zhang." Zhang Qingjiu looked at the person who immediately smiled when he saw him, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "How is it? Is there any result?"
"Miss, they hired me. This is what they wrote. Take a look." Zhang Yuan handed over the blood-stained letter in his hand with a flattering smile on his face.
Zhang Qingjiu glanced at the thing and raised an eyebrow, but did not reach out to pick it up. "Have you seen it, Prime Minister?"
Zhang Yuan was startled for a moment, and there was a flash of uneasiness in his eyes.
Zhang Qingjiu narrowed his eyes.
Taking a breath, Zhang Yuan immediately nodded, "Someone actually dared to assassinate the young lady. I dare not hide it from the prime minister. The prime minister interrogated these two people with me overnight. After getting the result, the prime minister immediately let the young lady know."
Send it to the lady. The prime minister also said...he doesn't care what the outcome is and will let the lady handle it."
She is just a teenage girl, how come she just looks at him and he gets scared?
"He is quite generous." Zhang Qingjiu sneered and waved his hand, "Then just send him to the official."
"Send him off to the official?" Zhang Yuan was stunned.
"Yeah." Zhang Qingjiu smiled brightly, "Either you handle it and tell me the result, or send it to the official for handling. Choose one of the two."
"Miss, miss, don't you even look at who it is?" Zhang Yuan twitched the corner of his mouth.
"Eh? Didn't you say it was Aunt Liu?" Zhang Qingjiu asked doubtfully.
Zhang Yuan's hands trembled. Did I say it? Didn't I say it?