Ye Tingyu froze, his expression ugly, and he probably felt that his move was a bit despicable.
But Chu Qiluo didn't think so at all. She raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Is it despicable to use a hidden weapon? Then what kind of hero is he who assassinated me, a weak woman who doesn't know martial arts? Your so-called benevolence, justice and morality are just for others, right?"
She originally thought of taking down everyone in one fell swoop, but unfortunately there was no one to help, and no one died, so what were they talking about.
"You? A weak woman?" The leader of the assassin was quite angry: "You used tricks to destroy Heiyun Village, used formations to clean up Nanshan Zao, and countless people were killed by you. Are you a weak woman?"
It seemed that he knew her very well. His eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and Chu Qiluo said slowly and in a long voice: "Thank you so much for the compliment, hero. I am very frightened, but I don't have any grudge against you, right? Why force me to this point?"
Are you an acquaintance of those two?"
The assassin was quite vigilant and did not answer her question at all. He screamed and ran away: "You will know my identity in the future. See you later."
What a pity. Just by answering this question, you can guess who is the mastermind behind the scenes. Chu Qiluo narrowed her eyes and tapped her fingertips on the coffin.
"What's wrong? Why don't you celebrate your lucky escape first?" Ye Tingyu's tone was still disgusting, but Chu Qiluo had no time to pay attention to him.
She frowned and thought for a moment: "Prince Jin, how are the martial arts of these assassins?"
"It's not that advanced." When it came to business, Ye Tingyu also straightened his expression: "But compared to me, it's more than enough, but they don't intend to take my life." Every time the tip of the sword almost hit his neck.
They had to be taken back, otherwise the assassin wouldn't have had half of his head chopped off.
This is strange. Chu Qiluo narrowed her eyes and smiled solemnly: "It seems that this person is not kind, but he is only treating me."
Ye Tingyu was so smart, his face immediately turned dark: "You doubt me?"
"Of course not." Chu Qiluo's eyebrows were curved and full of sarcasm: "But it's almost the same. At least we are familiar with the prince, and obviously he is reluctant to bear the prince's delicate body and expensive body to block my sword." If this is not the case, then, then
How could the assassin leader run away at the critical moment? She knew Ye Tingyu would protect her and didn't want to cause any more unnecessary casualties.
There is a dead man with strong martial arts skills who knows many secrets, and he is afraid of hurting him, so he does not even kill innocent people, he just wants to kill Chu Qiluo... Based on this calculation, the only one who can send this assassin is... Ye Tingyu's expression
He became solemn, remembering Ye Langxie's extremely serious expression before he left. Probably, that was the only person who could make the usually steady brother nervous!
Seeing that he was distracted, Chu Qiluo did not press too hard, suppressed her pretentious smile, and calmly began to clean up the messed up mourning hall. Thinking of the thrilling chase just now...she frowned: "Hey, no, that
Where is Guard Wu?"
Ye Tingyu didn't even try to get rid of her, his face was gloomy and clear at times, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Seeing him like this, Chu Qiluo didn't bother to ask him again, and she probably didn't know if she had asked him.
On the other hand, the servants saw that they had escaped danger and all walked in cautiously. Only Uncle Fu was nowhere to be found.
"Xiaolan, have you seen Uncle Fu?" The war was in chaos at that time, and I didn't know if Uncle Fu was okay.
Xiaolan nodded: "I saw the housekeeper leaving the house. He was in a hurry and said he was going to find Prince Chen."
Uh. Chu Qiluo frowned. Her relationship with Ye Langxie didn't seem to be that good! We have to talk to Uncle Fu later, so don't drag others down. When people talk about it later, they won't be able to explain it clearly.
In this world, there are always many icings on the cake, but no one eagerly offers help in times of trouble. Even if the help is given, it must be returned twice as soon as tomorrow, otherwise... tusk tusk, one person can drown you with just a spit of spit.
"Uncle Fu comes back and asks him to find me." Chu Qiluo's voice was calm, but it was unavoidable that it was a little bit harsh: "Prince Chen's Palace is Prince Chen's Palace, and the Chu family is the Chu family. Don't bother others casually in the future."
Xiaolan responded and retreated.
"The Queen's decree! Chu Qiluo accepts the decree!" The eunuch's long, thin voice came from the outer courtyard.
Chu Qiluo patted the ashes on her mourning clothes with a half-smile, and glanced at Ye Tingyu. Their eyes met and they understood: The timing of the sound appearing was too much of a coincidence, right?
When she passed by Ye Tingyu, he grabbed her sleeve and said, "Don't go yet."
Raising her eyebrows lightly, Chu Qiluo brushed his hand away: "Prince Jin, are you kidding me? The lives of dozens of people in the Chu family are all tied to my neck. I can't hide from anyone who preaches orders in the palace."
Although cruel, it is a fact. Ye Tingyu suddenly understood her position. She had been enduring it. Even if she was made things difficult or bullied, she would endure it. This was not because of malicious deception, but because only in this way could she escape.
After a calamity, the calamity will not be cut off, so as to protect yourself and the Chu family.
Unfortunately, her small wish has been dashed.
"In accordance with the Queen's decree, Princess Nianwei is virtuous and has a good reputation. She is specially sent to the palace to study court etiquette..."
Famous? She seems to have just been named a princess, right? Entering the palace? Court etiquette? She doesn't want to enter the palace! The funeral will be three days and she will enter the palace four days later. The emperor's attitude is unclear. What does the queen mean... Although in her heart
There were many doubts, but Chu Qiluo still lowered her head and took the silk cloth respectfully: "Nian Wei accepts the decree, and the queen will live a thousand years, a thousand years, a thousand years."
Watching the eunuch walk away, he couldn't hide the contempt in his eyes and eyebrows. Thinking that this slave looks like this, the master is naturally inseparable. Once entering the palace, I'm afraid it will be difficult to figure it out...
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"What does Queen Mother mean?" Ye Tingyu couldn't understand: "Could it be..."
"To cut weeds, you need to remove the roots, or you can pull out the seedlings and plant them in your own garden. There are two options, right?" Chu Qiluo squinted her eyes and looked at the sun. It was such a good weather, but it was a pity that it was used for conspiracy.
It's a conspiracy, it's a waste of money.
For three days, tell me whether it is fast or not, and whether it is slow or not.
Chu Qiluo suffered a lot in the past three days. Let’s not mention the pain and tiredness. He had to endure countless cynicism. The killer was not tired at all. He came one after another. Fortunately, Ye Langxie was here.
The formation has no big impact, but Ye Langxie's face is getting darker day by day...
Chu Qiluo's face didn't look much better. The death of her father and the fall of the Chu family had tortured her a lot. Especially, she still needed to calculate her expenses.
Although it has been extremely reduced, the favors flowing from the water are real money. Chu Jinxuan is an upright official. He can't even complete a funeral with that little money. If she hadn't saved some money over the years, Ye Langxie
There is no trace of subsidies, but this public funeral will probably have to stop halfway through.
On the day of the funeral, the funeral procession walked through the streets and alleys. Ye Langxie was always walking first with a cold face, calm and solemn, and his aura was so strong that no one pointed at anyone on the road. In the past, he always liked to make a few sarcastic remarks when talking and talking.
At this time, he followed obediently and silently sent Father Chu off for the last journey.
A grand funeral is actually the only comfort to the hearts of the living.
Chu Qiluo looked at his back with mixed feelings in her heart. This favor... I'm afraid the debt is a bit outrageous.
After the vigil, she finally squinted her eyes slightly in the early morning. Just as she fell asleep, the winter spirit came in holding water: "Miss! Miss! The imperial edict has arrived!"