That night, the sky was dark and misty, and the moon shone faintly on the ground through the clouds, as if it had a thin layer of frost. After all, it was no match for Ling'er's toughness. Beiling Ye allowed Ling'er to assassinate the Prince of Zhao.
In the Imperial City of Zhao Kingdom, Ling'er ordered Yuntian and Yunchu to meet outside the palace. Tong Ying and Mochou sneaked into the Zhao Kingdom Palace quietly with Ling'er. Mochou knocked out two palace maids, got two sets of clothes, and met Ling'er.
She changed her clothes and pretended to be a palace maid and sneaked into the palace of Prince Zhao.
Mochou had stayed in the palace before and knew the terrain of the Zhao Kingdom Palace very well. In the bushes behind the rockery, Mochou pointed to the lighted place and said to Ling'er with her lips: "Ling'er, over there
The place where the lights are on is the residence of Zhao Ling, the crown prince of Zhao Kingdom."
Ling'er looked in the direction Mochou pointed, nodded, and said to Mochou: "I can go alone. You wait for me here. If I succeed, I will come here to find you. If it takes an hour
I haven't come out yet, so go find Tong Ying and the others to try to save me."
Ling'er looked at the tea on the tray in her hand. She must succeed this time and must not fail. Otherwise, she would become a threat to Beiling Ye and it would be self-defeating.
Mochou stared and shook his head, saying: "How about that? I want to go with you."
Ling'er didn't understand martial arts, so how could Mo Chou trust her to let her break into the Dragon Pond and the Tiger's Den alone? She didn't expect Ling'er to make such a decision. If she knew this, she would not take her to take this risk, and she had promised the King of Han
, Ling'er must be brought back unscathed.
Ling'er grabbed Mochou's hand, shook her head, and said firmly: "If I go, even if I get caught, Zhao Ling won't do anything to me. No matter what, he will keep me safely.
Threatening Beiling Ye, but you are different. What if he kills you? It will be beneficial to me if you stay here, so that you can find a way to save me. After all, you are the only one who is familiar with the terrain of the Zhao Kingdom Palace.
"
Ling'er analyzed Mochou carefully, and she couldn't harm Mochou, otherwise she might not be able to repay what she owed the two siblings in several lifetimes.
Before Mochou could speak, Ling'er said again: "Don't act rashly. If I leave, someone will find me soon. You should be more careful." As he said this, he walked towards the lighted place with the tea in his hand.
I remember that on weekdays, the maids in the palace would lower their heads, respectfully carry the tea in, then turn around and leave. Ling'er followed suit and walked into the palace with his head lowered, holding the tray in his hand.
As soon as he entered, Zhao Ling was sitting in front of the table, busy. Ling'er hurriedly lowered his head and walked over.
He put the tea in the tray on the table, then picked up the cold tea on the table and put it on the tray. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, Zhao Ling's voice suddenly sounded, saying: "Wait a minute, which palace are you from?"
Where? How come I haven’t seen you before?”
Zhao Ling looked at the unfamiliar figure. He had never had any impression of it before. Moreover, the person delivering tea in the past few days had always been the person who had been serving him. The sudden change of person today made him suspicious.
In the past, he wouldn't have cared about this, but the current special situation forced Zhao Ling to be cautious, especially since the other party was Beiling Ye, who might send assassins into the palace to kill him at any time.
Ling'er was shocked and whispered: "Go back to the master, this slave is newly transferred here." Ling'er kept his head down and did not dare to look up. He only hoped that Zhao Ling would stop being suspicious.
Suddenly Zhao Ling stood up and walked to Ling'er's side, stretched out his hand to clamp Ling'er's chin. When he saw it was her, he was shocked and stared in disbelief: "Qi Ling'er, how could it be you?" How could he not?
Unexpectedly, Beilingye cared so much about this woman that he would actually send her to assassinate him.
When Ling'er entered the room just now, he became suspicious. The woman's action of putting down the tea was extremely unruly and unfamiliar. She didn't look like someone who often did this kind of thing. Moreover, according to the rules of the palace, when changing the tea to cold water,
, he would definitely test the temperature with his hands first, but the woman just took it away, which made him suspicious.
He guessed that perhaps Beilingye sent him to assassinate him, but he never expected that the person sent by Beilingye was actually Qi Ling'er. He cared so much about this woman, how could he be willing to put her in danger.
"It's me, Zhao Ling. Don't you think? I, Qi Ling'er, swore to God that you would die in my hands." Ling'er raised her head and met Zhao Ling's gaze without fear. The original insult,
In addition to Mo Yan's death, she had never hated anyone, Zhao Ling was the first.
Zhao Ling smiled instead of getting angry and said: "Let's see if you have the ability. I didn't expect Beiling Ye to be so generous. He actually asked you to assassinate me. I was sure that even if you were caught by me, I wouldn't kill you."
, and will threaten him with you to make him feel more confident about letting you assassinate me, right?"
"Yes, it's true. Even if you catch me, you can't do anything to me." Ling'er looked at Zhao Ling and said. She didn't expect that she would be exposed so easily. She also didn't expect that Zhao Ling would be so cautious. She just hoped to delay time.
Let Mochou and the others find a way to save themselves, and they must not become a threat to Beiling Ye.
Zhao Ling's smile deepened and he said: "I have been thinking about you day and night, and I can't tolerate anyone else in my heart except you. Now that you have come to my door, how can I be willing to give it back to Beiling Ye? Even if I can use you.
Come to threaten him, I don’t even bother to use a woman as a bargaining chip, that’s just Jin Motian’s method, I want your people, that’s enough.”
Since Beiling Ye personally gave Ling'er to him, how could he refuse to accept it? He, Zhao Ling, really only loves beauties and not the country.
Ling'er was shocked. She didn't expect that both she and Beilingye had miscalculated. Zhao Ling would not kill her, but he also had no intention of using her to threaten Beilingye, but the person who wanted her, glared and said coldly.
: "You are dreaming, even if I die, you will never get me."
Even if she died, no one except Beiling Ye would want to touch her.
Zhao Ling smiled and said with frivolity: "This is my palace, not the Qi Palace, let alone the Han Palace. What you say doesn't count until you become my palace."
Concubine."
As he spoke, he raised his hand to touch Shang Ling'er's face, pinched her chin, lowered his head and kissed her.
But just as she touched the red lips, Ling'er opened her mouth and pushed the medicine hidden in her teeth into Zhao Ling's mouth. Zhao Ling only felt a bitter taste in his mouth, raised his head and glared at Ling'er, saying: "You
What did you give me to eat?”
"Mo You, see the poison that seals the throat with blood." Ling'er opened her thin lips slightly and looked at Zhao Ling and said coldly.
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Ling felt a fishy sweet taste in his mouth, and blood spurted out. Zhao Ling didn't expect that Ling'er would hide poison between his teeth. He didn't expect that he would fall into a woman's hand after being cautious all his life. He pointed at Ling'er.
He wanted to say something, but it was too late, he closed his eyes and fell down.