The weak princess is super fierce

Chapter 949 The True One

Huang Jing stood guard at the entrance of the alley. When she saw Ma Ji driving the carriage at breakneck speed from afar, she slowly stood up without the slightest surprise.

She shared the same thought as Ma Ji: that Meng Shisanfei was a cold-blooded person.

Ma Ji brought the carriage to a stop, jumped off, took off his footstool, turned around and stood by the side of the carriage, waiting for Meng Shisan to get off.

Meng Shisan lifted the curtain, bent down and stepped out of the carriage, took Ma Ji's hand, stepped onto the footstool, and steadily got off the carriage.

“I knew you would come,” Huang Jing said as he approached.

Meng Shisan walked to the entrance of the alley. On the way here, Ma Ji had already described to her the location of the house where Meng Renkang was being held. It seemed to be the courtyard at the very end of this alley.

She gazed ahead, looking towards the room where Meng Renkang was being held: "While you were keeping watch, did you hear any movement?"

Ma Ji and Huang Jing stood behind her, both looking at the eerily quiet house at the far end of the alley.

Huang Jing said, "No."

"Can you clearly see how many people are in the house, both above and below, left and right, and in both the light and dark areas?" Meng Shisan asked again.

Ma Ji had already informed Meng about this matter when he arrived at the Meng residence. However, times have changed. When Ma Ji first informed her, only Li Heng was looking after the little fat boy. Now that she had come at his invitation, the situation of the accommodations might have changed.

Upon hearing this, Ma Ji immediately looked at Huang Jing.

Huang Jing said, "After Elder Ma went to find you, I went to investigate once, but I didn't get too close, for fear of alerting the enemy and causing Young Master Meng to suffer more physical pain. In the open and in the dark, besides Li Heng, there was a circle of people, all of whom were assassins who reeked of blood."

"One circle? A dozen or so people? Dozens of people?" Meng Shisan asked for specifics.

"Hmm..." Huang Jing recalled for a moment, silently counting around, "A circle around the house, the house is not big, there are probably more than twenty people."

Ma Ji said quickly, "There are more than a dozen more assassins than when we tried to assassinate the young lady at night."

"Did you bring a soft whip?" Huang Jing remembered that Meng Shisan had once cleverly protected himself by relying on the soft whip given to him by Meng Renping.

Meng Shisan nodded: "I brought it."

She brought more than just silver flower vine whips.

"That……"

"You all stay here."

After saying that, Meng Shisan strode towards the end of the alley, ignoring Huang Jing's hesitation.

Seeing Meng Shisan's back without turning his head, Huang Jing couldn't help but follow. He had only taken two steps when Ma Ji grabbed his drooping sleeve.

She turned around: "What?"

"The young lady's methods of self-protection are not limited to the soft whip." Ma Ji released Huang Jing's right sleeve, subtly revealing his thoughts.

Hearing that there was something to it, Huang Jing immediately stopped walking forward and stepped closer to ask, "What else is there?"

Ma Ji kept his mouth shut, refusing to answer, only thinking of the crimson scythe that Meng Shisan had used to deal with Mei that night.

As soon as Li Heng's men noticed Meng Shisan approaching the house, they immediately went to the main room to inform Li Heng, and then withdrew to hide around the house, continuing to await orders.

Li Heng looked at Meng Renkang and clicked his tongue: "You were right."

"Hmph!" Meng Renkang was slapped, and his forehead was bleeding again. His round head was still a little dizzy, but when he heard that Meng Shisan had really come to save him, he couldn't suppress the smugness on his lips.

But right now, he doesn't want to talk to untrustworthy people anymore. He won't say a word, but he can hum a snort.

Meng Shisan arrived at the gate of the house. The gate was wide open, and she stepped inside.

If you ask her if she's afraid of death, she is.

In her current human form, if Li Heng's men suddenly stab her in the heart, she would collapse on the spot.

But she wasn't afraid, because she still had some trump cards up her sleeve that Li Heng didn't know about.

Whether she was afraid or not, as she entered the courtyard, she secretly gathered demonic energy in her hands, slowly covering her body and weaving it into an invisible armor. This would at least ensure that any sudden attacks from swords and blades could not pierce her body or harm her in the slightest.

Upon entering the courtyard, the main hall of the house is immediately visible.

The door to the main room was wide open, so she couldn't see what was inside, only the two chairs in the center of the room and the table between them.

She walked slowly to the front of the main room, stood there for a while, and listened carefully to the sounds inside.

Just as Huang Jing said, there was no movement.

This made Meng Shisan wonder if the little fat boy had been moved again, or if his mouth had been covered, or if the little fat boy was simply unconscious.
"What? Are you scared at the last minute?" As Meng Shisan hesitated, Li Heng's voice came from inside the house, and he walked out and appeared in the center of the main room.

"I came as promised, but I didn't see the Second Prince. I thought he was afraid." Meng Shisan said as he walked into the main hall, stopping three steps away from Li Heng with a smile on his face.

As she entered the room, she caught a glimpse of Meng Renkang, who was bound hand and foot and forced to sit in a chair on one side.

The chubby boy's mouth wasn't covered, and he was injured on the forehead. His eyes had been fixed on her ever since she walked in, shining with an astonishing intensity.

She couldn't help but look at him.

"Sister..." Meng Renkang saw that Meng Shisan had finally arrived and was finally looking at him. As he spoke, two crystal tears slid down his chubby cheeks.

Meng Shisan turned his face back, his gaze now falling on Li Heng: "I'm here. What does Your Highness intend to do?"

"You really came alone?" Li Heng was somewhat doubtful and couldn't believe that Meng Shisan would actually dare to come alone for Meng Renkang, knowing that he wanted her dead.

"Wasn't it the Second Prince's request?" Meng Shisan countered. "Could it be that Ma Ji and A Jing misheard?"

"You heard me right, it was my request." This is how Li Heng relayed the message to Ma Ji and Huang Jing. "I just didn't expect Miss Meng to be so vengeful... Didn't Miss Meng ever consider that once she came, she could never go back?"

"I've thought about it," Meng Shisan said.

Just as Li Heng smiled, she continued, "It was for the Second Prince's sake."

The corners of his mouth that had just turned up immediately turned down, and he looked at her coldly: "What did you say?"

"Your Highness is so young, could you be hard of hearing?" Now that things have come to this, Meng Shisan will no longer tolerate Li Heng's troublemaking. After today, it will be either her death or his.

The polite formalities of the past are now completely unnecessary.

Meng Renkang couldn't help but chuckle. Meng Shisan and Li Heng both looked at him, and he looked at Li Heng with a smug expression.

Compared to the slight smugness on his face before Meng Shisan entered the house, it was even more pronounced at this moment.

"So, Miss Meng's visit this time is not without reason?" Li Heng looked away, focusing on Meng Shisan, who was standing right in front of him.

Meng Shisan flicked his sleeves and waved his hand, saying, "I didn't bring anything with me."

Li Heng's gaze, however, seemed familiar as it fell on Meng Shisan's black jade belt: "Miss Meng is really dishonest."