Crazy Concubine is very sturdy

Chapter 113 Trust, I Can Do It (2)
In the empty room, on a piece of snow-white letterhead on the table, three large characters could be vaguely seen under the light, lying quietly on it: check, peace!
After a stick of incense, several people met at the place where they came, and their sinister eyes fell on the man who was carrying them. With a little step, they rushed out of the post house like a civet.

The entire post house was quiet and peaceful, and no one noticed the visit of these uninvited guests.

And on the ground in the posthouse, lay the corpses of several night watch patrolling guards, all of them were killed with a bloodstain in their throats.

The next day, early in the morning.

When Leng Xia left Qinghuanyuan, she saw Zhan Beilie standing at the door.

Liu raised his eyebrows, and before he could speak, he had already greeted him in three steps at a time, with a smile on his eyes and brows: "I'll accompany you."

Leng Xia smiled slightly and did not refuse, so Zhan Beilie happily ran beside her. The two figures, one tall and one short, one tall and proud, the other exquisite and slender, dragged two long shadows on the ground, extremely harmonious.

Suddenly, the two of them stopped running at the same time, and turned their heads to look.

"Master," Zhong Cang flew over with a serious face, and reported: "The third prince of Xiwei disappeared last night..."

He paused at this point, glanced quietly at Leng Xia, and then continued: "The patrolling guards in the post house all had their throats cut with a knife, and the methods were neat, and there was no trace at the scene."

Anyone who is familiar with Leng Xia knows that there is no one other than her in this one-hit killing method, and the third prince is inextricably linked with her, so it is hard not to speculate on her at this time .

Leng Xia lowered her eyes, her expression unpredictable.

After a while, she raised her head, the coldness in her phoenix eyes gradually rose, she looked towards the west in silence, and said to Zhan Beilie in a cold voice, "I'll send him back before lunch."

Raising her jade hand and snapping her fingers, Feng Chi who was wandering in the garden immediately ran over obediently, Leng Xia waved her sleeves, jumped onto Feng Chi's back, and galloped towards the outside of the palace.

Zhong Cang asked hesitantly with a poker face, "Master, do you want to send someone to look for it?"

Zhan Beilie shook his head, looked at the back of Leng Xia who could no longer see clearly, and said in a deep voice, "No need, the princess will take care of it."

Leng Xia rode Fengchi all the way to the palace.

At this time, the other courtyard was quiet, and there was no trace of anyone coming, but who was she? After looking around, her phoenix eyes were slightly shivering, and her eyes gradually became cold. Small clues, walked towards the backyard.

Stopping in front of the door of a house, the jade hand gently pushed.

squeak...

The door of the room was opened, and the people inside were startled, and they all drew out their weapons, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Leng Xia's complexion was cold, her eyes were sharp, she looked at the five people standing in the house, and Murong Zhe who was lying on the ground, who was already furious, and smiled coldly.

The five looked terrified, bowed their heads guiltily, and did not dare to look her in the eyes, especially Qi Sheng who took the lead, whose face was already flushed red.

When Murong Zhe saw her, countless emotions flashed in his eyes for an instant, surprise, confusion, doubt, realization, resentment, his sealed mouth faltered, and he made a sound like killing a pig.

Without saying a word, Leng Xia took two steps forward and kicked him in the head, knocking him out neatly, pulled out a chair and sat down, said coldly: "Say."

In the scorching summer, the temperature in the room was as cold as frost. Leng Xia's sharp eyes fell on the five people, making them stand with thorns and panic.

They hesitated nervously, Leng Xia didn't urge her, she waited quietly with a smile on her red lips, but her eyes were cold and deep.

After a while, Qi Sheng took a step forward and explained humbly: "Girl, I heard on the way that the envoy of Xiwei is the Third Prince, so I couldn't help sneaking back for a moment, wanting to avenge... for His Highness."

"You?" Leng Xia sneered, leaned back, and glanced at the other four people: "You did it yourself? You killed Xiwei's guards from the posthouse and captured the Third Prince?"

Turning his eyes lightly, he turned his gaze to Murong Zhe, who had passed out on the ground, his expression was as if he was frozen with no temperature: "These wounds all over your body were also caused by your own torture?"

Qi Sheng was in a hurry, and couldn't help but take all the blame: "I encouraged them to come back, girl, everything is my idea!"

An extremely slender young man behind him hastily stepped forward, pointed at himself and shouted: "Girl, Qi Sheng didn't encourage us, we also want to avenge His Highness!"

"Girl, we all have a part to participate in, the girl will be punished, and we will be punished together!" Another tall and thick man also shouted.

Leng Xia looked at the two of them, nodded, and called out their names: "Skinny Monkey, Zhong Dakui."

That thin young man who was called Shouhou was overjoyed, there were four hundred and two people in Shitian, unexpectedly the girl knew him.

The burly man named Zhong Dakui nodded naively, and was about to say more, but Leng Xia had already raised his hand to stop his words.

"Loyalty is the main thing, brotherly love is deep, good, good..." She pulled the corners of her mouth coldly, looked at them ironically with her clear eyes, and her voice was as cold as snow: "Where do you put me?" ?”

Qi Sheng had three points of guilt on his face, but he also bit the bullet, stiffened his neck, and refused to admit his mistake: "Girl, you promised to avenge Your Highness!"

"Yes, I promised, but not now!" Eyes dark and boundless, a jade face cold and awe-inspiring, Leng Xia said coldly: "At this time, he can't die yet."

She sighed, rubbed her temples, stood up with some helplessness in her voice, and explained: "Nowadays, Northern Yan and Eastern Chu in the Five Kingdoms are both harboring evil intentions. This Five Kingdoms Grand Ceremony is an introduction. If he forges enmity with Xiwei, who is an ally, Daqin will most likely face a three-pronged attack, what about South Korea? Will you come to intervene?"

Qi Sheng muttered unconvinced: "That's Daqin's business, it's none of our business."

Looking at the four people behind him, although there was no words, the expressions on their faces were full of approval, Leng Xia couldn't help but sneered, her petite body was like an abyss in front of the five tall men.

(End of this chapter)