Her Majesty the Queen

Chapter 22 Perilla was robbed
Feng Lin didn't bring the man back to Prince Lin's mansion, so it was unnecessary.Secondly, she couldn't be sure if this was Feng Jin's bitter trick.The purpose is to place people by her side to probe her reality.

When it was almost nightfall, Fuju came back to report, saying that the man was placed in a separate courtyard purchased by Fenglin, and he was also treated by a doctor, and his body was fine.

Feng Linning thought about it, and said: "As soon as he recovers, send him away immediately."

Saving people is one thing, but if you get into trouble for this, the gain is not worth the loss.

After giving orders to Fu Ju, Feng Lin turned around and went back to her room.In the room, the luster of the night pearl was extremely soft, in stark contrast to the cold moonlight shining from the sky.

Feng Lin folded his clothes and lay down on the bed.Now she is the next king of the Northern Moon Dynasty.Every move was watched, only when she was lying on the bed alone, she could relax for a while.

Judging from the current situation, everything is going smoothly, but Fenglin can't guarantee if this will be just the calm before the storm.

Not to mention anything else, but in this palace, there is more than one person with different thoughts.Fuju, Zisu, they are obviously not in the same group.That is to say, apart from Feng Jin, what she has to guard against is the forces hidden behind these two people.

That's all, that's all.No matter how much I think about it here, it won't help.Let's take a step by step.

Feng Lin pulled the neatly stacked brocade quilt to cover her body, closed her eyes, and soon fell asleep.

I don't know how long she slept, but Feng Lin was woken up by a loud noise, she frowned faintly, and sat up on the bed with a "crash".

Through the half-opened window, Feng Lin saw that Luoyun Courtyard was in flames.Feng Lin's pupils contracted and she slowly adapted to the light. After a while, she finally saw clearly that there were dozens of palace guards standing in Luoyun courtyard.

Feng Lin was startled, the guards gathered in the Luoyun courtyard in the middle of the night, wondering what happened.

She opened the brocade and was about to put on her shoes and get out of bed.

At this time, someone knocked on the door of the room, and along with the knock, Fuju shouted anxiously: "My lord, my lord."

Feng Lin sat on the edge of the bed and raised his voice, "Come in."

Hearing Feng Lin's voice, Fuju let out a heavy breath, and he opened the door to enter.Quickly walked up to Feng Lin, knelt down and said: "My lord, there are assassins breaking into the house."

"Assassin?" Feng Lin asked back while putting on his shoes.

"Yes, he kidnapped Mr. Zisu, and the guards didn't dare to act rashly. Please go to the prince to make a decision." Fuju knelt on the ground, trying to reduce her sense of existence.

Fenglin has ruled the army for many years, and the military discipline is strict.The same is true in the palace.Don't look at this small palace, its rigor is even worse than that of the imperial palace.But tonight's assassin came and went freely in this impregnable Linwang Mansion.It can be seen from this that his martial arts must be extraordinary.

From Fuju's words, Fenglin got three useful pieces of information.One, the assassin is alone.Second, he has kidnapped Zisu.Third, he hasn't left yet.

Combining the above three points, Fenglin came to a conclusion.That is, the assassin was clearly aiming at her.Otherwise, with his martial arts that sneaked into the palace without anyone noticing, how could he be entangled with the guards of the palace until now.

Feng Lin's brows were twisted into hemp ropes, and she waved her hand, urging her again and again: "Take me quickly."

Fuju nodded heavily, got up and turned around in one go, but rushed out the door in an instant.

The closer you are to Luoyunyuan, the brighter the fire that reaches the sky.Walking into the courtyard, Feng Lin saw clearly the person surrounded by the palace guards at a glance.The man stood casually, holding Zisu who had entered a coma with one hand, and put the other hand behind his back.He wore a half silver mask on his face, Feng Lin could only see his dark eyes and a jade-like chin.Judging from the person's size, he was a man.

It was clear that he was surrounded by a group of guards, but the man still looked calm and composed.It seemed that as long as he wanted, he could walk to the palace unscathed at any time.

Feng Lin's arrival quickly attracted everyone's attention.The guards separated from the middle, allowing Feng Lin to enter the innermost part.

The fire blazed into the sky, and everyone's face was dyed dazzling red.As soon as Feng Lin appeared, the man's eyes were all fixed on her.

He looked at her without any scruples, as if he was judging whether she had the ability to become his opponent.

Like the man, Feng Lin was also sizing up the man.In the end, the eyes of the two met in the air, like one water and one fire, one cold and one hot, forming two extremes.

After several eye contact, the man spoke first.His voice is deep and sweet, very charming. "King Lin. I have been admiring you for a long time."

It has not been a short time since traveling to the Beiyue Dynasty, but no one has ever given Feng Lin such a powerful coercion.This man is not simple.This was Feng Lin's first thought at this time.

The original owner is one of the best masters in the Northern Moon Dynasty, and there are very few people who can compete with her.But Feng Lin knew clearly that the man in front of him was one of them.

Feng Lin's eyes didn't move away from the man, suddenly, her eyes rested on the man's waist.Different from ordinary people, the ribbons used by men to gird their waists are absolutely extraordinary, but made of thousand-year-old snow silk.On the right side of the ribbon, there is a simple and exquisite sword hilt.It was also the hilt that let Feng Lin know the identity of the man.

The original owner has a very sophisticated intelligence network, which controls some powerful people in the world.And this man is the key target in the intelligence network of the original owner, the master of the Dark Night Pavilion, Qu Wanli.

Feng Lin knew that the Dark Night Pavilion was an organization of assassins.So now that the pavilion master is here in person, someone must have spent a lot of money to buy her head.

"I think you are the master of the Dark Night Pavilion, Qu Wanli." Feng Lin directly revealed the identity of the person.

Regarding Feng Lin's guess, Qu Wanli didn't say anything, it was a tacit agreement.

Seeing that Qu Wanli didn't speak, Feng Lin said again: "I don't know what is the purpose of Pavilion Master Qu coming to my palace and kidnapping my husband's attendant who has not yet passed the door?"

Qu Wanli pursed his lips, the corners of his mouth were raised slightly, the color on his lips was very light, and the skin around his chin was even a bit too white.

Hearing Feng Lin's words, Qu Wanli said: "My lord should know the purpose of my pavilion master's visit this time."

As soon as the words were finished, Qu Wanli slowly lifted the hand that was hanging down naturally to Zisu's lifeline. He gently pinched Zisu's lifeline, his whole body was like a hungry wolf that smelled blood, with fangs and claws All stick out.

Feng Lin acted as if she hadn't noticed Qu Wanli's actions, she raised her eyebrows, her tone was playful. "Pavilion Master Qu wants this king's life?"

"Will the lord give it?" Qu Wanli had a seductive smile on his lips, and the strength of his attack became stronger and stronger. He didn't deny it, but asked like this.

Zisu's lifeline was restrained, and even in a coma, she frowned because of the discomfort.

Feng Lin understood that Qu Wanli wanted to blackmail her with Zisu, she smiled, and said word by word: "It depends on whether Pavilion Master Qu is capable of taking it."

(End of this chapter)