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Chapter 13 I Didn't Kill Him

Zhao Ziyu looked at her and silently clenched the sword in his hand, obviously having murderous intentions towards her.

Qin Shuangjian stepped back and felt her feet were empty. She glanced back and saw a wide bathing pool behind her. It seemed that there was no way to retreat.

Zhao Ziyu looked at her with a proud look in his eyes. Qin Shuangjiang did not panic at all. He just raised his hand and pulled out the silver hairpin on his head. His movements were slow and full of loopholes.

The moment she threw the hairpin as a weapon, Zhao Ziyu didn't even need to think, he could easily avoid it with his body's instinct.

The moment he turned sideways, Qin Shuangjiang turned around and ran towards the door. Almost at the same time, Zhao Ziyu raised his sword and chased after him. However, Qin Shuangjiang suddenly stopped, took out a piece of paper from his arms, threw it into the air, and turned around again. The hair spilled out together with the neatly stacked papers on the table, instantly confusing the letter paper just now.

The paper fell lightly, and Zhao Ziyu's face darkened. Looking at Qin Shuangjiang's proud expression, he knew that it was probably the message Qin Tianyou wanted to give him. His eyes quickly swept over the fallen white paper, and quickly locked his eyes on Qin Shuangjiang's mixed words. On the letter paper filled with handwriting, Qin Shuangjiang was completely ignored.

The moment he raised his hand to block the falling waste paper and reached out to grab the letter, the flying needle unexpectedly passed through the letter in his hand and pierced directly between his eyebrows without any blood.

His expression froze, and his whole body stiffened for a moment. When all the papers fell lightly, the surroundings returned to a strange silence. Zhao Ziyu held the letter in his hand tightly and waited for a long time before falling down heavily. His dilated pupils remained closed, but they were gone. Not at all angry.

Everything returned to calm. Qin Shuangjiang stepped on the papers on the floor and walked up to him. His eyes were cold, as if he were looking at something ordinary. His eyes turned slightly and fell on his hand that was holding the letter tightly.

That was the message Qin Tianyou wanted to convey. It was clearly just poems copied by Qin Shuangjiang in his spare time. She smiled with satisfaction, as if she had noticed something. When she turned her head, she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure through the large floor-to-ceiling windows. .

It turned out to be Bamboo Ling.

In the sleeve of Zhuling's right hand that she slowly lowered, Qin Shuangjiang clearly saw something shining with silver light. She knew that it was the arrow in her sleeve.

Separated from a certain distance, the two of them looked at each other. Zhuling looked at her with complicated eyes, turned around and left without saying anything.

Qin Shuangjiang stood there, watching Zhuling walk away before coming back to her senses. She knew that the arrow in Zhuling's sleeve was not necessarily aimed at Zhao Ziyu. If the letter she just gave to Zhao Ziyu was true, then this time Son, I guess she will die too.

But in fact, from the beginning, she had no intention of handing over the things Qin Tianyou gave to Zhao Ziyu. It was not because she was completely devoted to Yan Xu'an, but because regardless of life or death, for her, being separated from Qin Tianyou might not be a bad thing.

As for this matter, just think of it as her repaying him for not killing him and treating him well and well over the past few months.

At this time, looking at Zhu Ling's retreating back, she felt an inexplicable chill in her heart. However, she was not allowed to think too much about this situation, so she had to gather her thoughts and turn around and leave.

Before she could take a few steps, she heard the sound of people discussing not far away. She suddenly stopped again. It sounded like there must be more than one person moving. She could vaguely feel that it was indeed directed towards this direction. Come.

Immediately, she decisively chose to change the path and turned towards the floor-to-ceiling window. The balcony fence was less than a foot from the ground. It didn't take long to go around the backyard.

But just as she held up her skirt and stepped out of the room with one foot, the next moment, a flash of knife flashed by. Qin Shuangjiang's heart sank slightly, and she took a step back suddenly. While her heart was palpitating, the sharp blade itself stabbed at her side.

The shiny sword brushed against Qin Shuangjiang's cheek, reflecting her frightened expression. The sharp blade cut off a strand of long hair on the side of her face. She took a few steps back, staggering and barely keeping her feet steady.

Before she could react, the closed door was suddenly kicked open, and people outside rushed forward. The young man walking at the front had a solemn expression, wearing a dark red waistband and brocade clothes, and a black crown and hair. He glanced at the hall. , his eyes moved down, and he saw Zhao Ziyu lying on the ground. "Your Highness!" He rushed forward almost subconsciously.

Qin Shuangjiang looked at him. Although she had never seen him before, among the many dignitaries who came to attend the reception banquet, there were only a handful of people who had the right to enter and exit other dormitories at will. Considering his age, she could vaguely guess. Judging from his identity, he was probably the eldest son of the Duke of Guo—Qin Jiangchu.

Taking advantage of Qin Jiangchu's opportunity to check the situation, Qin Shuangjiang turned around and looked at the other person. The man was tall and tall, with fierce brows and murderous intent. His scrutinizing eyes looked back and forth on her body, with contempt and a hint of inquiry.

He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with the obvious intention of blocking her way. Qin Shuangjiang knew him, Cao Sheng, the admiral of the Nine Sects, and one of the few people who dared to go against Yan Xu'an.

Soon, the person behind him checked the result: "The silver needle pierced the brain, he is dead."

Qin Shuangjiang looked back when he heard the sound. At this time, besides Qin Jiangchu who was squatting next to Zhao Ziyu to check the situation, Zhao Huaian also rushed over after hearing the news.

Looking at Zhao Ziyu who was staring blankly on the ground, Zhao Huaian's hand holding the folding fan tightened inadvertently, and he frowned and took a breath.

Zhao Huaian is a famously idle prince. He holds the title of King Kang, but he is idle and spends all day thinking about business matters. He has a good temper and a good personality, so everyone calls him Xiaoyao Wang, the uncle of the emperor.

Unlike other princes, he had never seen such a death scene, so he couldn't help but ask: "Silver needle piercing the brain? There is no blood, and it can kill people instantly. What kind of method is this? It's so terrifying."

For a moment, the hall fell into an eerie silence. After a while, Qin Jiangchu raised his eyes with a frown, looked at Qin Shuangjiang who was standing timidly aside, and whispered: "This needle is called the snake and scorpion needle. A few years ago, Dongdu was There have been people who died this way, and those who died were all powerful people."

After hearing what he said, everyone couldn't help but gasped again, but Qin Jiangchu just looked at Qin Shuangjiang with deep eyes, remained silent for a moment, and then asked her: "I wonder why the girl appears here?"

This is the place where Zhao Ziyu rests. Very few people can enter freely, and it was decided temporarily. There are also very few people who know about it. It is definitely not a coincidence that Qin Shuangjiang will appear here.

Facing Qin Jiangchu's interrogation, Qin Shuangjiang did not immediately respond, but looked at him with fear and innocence in his eyes, like a frightened little animal, his eyes timidly swept across the people present.

After a long time, she shook her head: "I just saw that the door was open, so I came in to take a look. I didn't know that this was the place where His Highness rested."

As she spoke, her voice was timid, slightly trembling, and she looked like she was about to cry but was not crying. No matter how you looked at it, she did not look like someone who could kill someone.

Seeing this, Zhao Huaian and Qin Jiangchu looked at each other, a little doubtful. After a moment of silence, Zhao Huaian said: "Don't be afraid, girl, we have no other intentions. After all, Prince Jing'an has a distinguished status. If this matter spreads, it will inevitably happen." It will also cause a lot of fluctuations. If you are innocent, we will not do anything to you."

Just as he was talking, the guards who came in to search together presented the things they found. Among them were Qin Shuangjiang's silver hairpin and the small blade that had just scratched Zhao Ziyu's cheek.

Before Zhao Huaian and the others could ask questions, Cao Sheng had already picked up the silver hairpin in the tray. He looked at it carefully for a long time before looking up at Qin Shuangjiang: "Is it yours?"

Qin Shuangjiang didn't speak, but looked at him with a strange expression. He didn't seem to care about Qin Shuangjiang's answer. He threw the hairpin in his hand on the tray and strode towards Qin Shuangjiang.

Perhaps frightened by his momentum, Qin Shuang lowered her subconscious mind to seek shelter. She took a step forward and hid behind Zhao Huaian. Zhao Huaian was startled. Before she could react, she had already grabbed his arm, her voice trembling: "I didn't, I didn't kill him."

(End of this chapter)