famous eldest daughter

Chapter 318 Dead
As he asked the question, the hand covering the boy's mouth loosened slightly, but the tip of the knife moved up, just a hair short of landing on his lips.

The boy looked at the person in front of him in horror, with shock and bewilderment on his face, "Why is it you?"

When the man heard this, he snorted coldly, "Changing the subject, who asked you to murder Mr. Luo?" His voice was very low, with a deepness that was as sinister as coming from the underworld, which made people feel sad. Hairy.

The young man couldn't help but trembled. As he trembled, his lips touched the sharp blade in front of him. A biting coldness came, and then his lips became hot, accompanied by a burning pain. When he lowered his head, he saw that there was a sharp knife on Senbai's dagger. , beads of blood rolled on it, and my heart suddenly twitched with fright. I couldn't help but shrink back, raised my hand to cover my mouth, and only touched a hand of hot blood.

"Have you lost your mind and gone crazy? Even I dare..." He is the proud confidant of the third prince. Even the housekeeper in the mansion respects him. He never expected that this little kid who has always been ignored by him would Why, you actually did such a thing to him at this time.

The skin of his mouth was cut by a sharp knife, and the pain was accompanied by horror, so he couldn't help but speak threatening words.

But the other party interrupted impatiently, "I'll ask you one last time, you don't have to tell me who instigated you to murder Mr. Luo. Even if you don't tell me, I can still find out. It's just one day earlier and one day later." It’s just a difference between days.”

As he spoke, he swung the dagger in his hand, and the moonlight shone into the rockery cave, coating his dagger with a scalp-numbing silver light.

The boy's calves couldn't help but tremble.

No one instigated it, but he felt that Luo Zhisong had always been serious and arrogant, and wanted to teach him a lesson.

He just wanted to see if Luo Zhisong was wearing his mask-like face at the last moment.

But he didn't expect that he could accurately calculate the time when he hit the ground in the secret compartment, and escaped smoothly. Apart from a few bumps in the carriage, he was almost unscathed. During the whole process, he didn't even let out a scream.

Simply disappointed.

He did this secretly. In a dark alley, his hiding place was just a stone's throw away from Luo Zhisong. Even Luo Zhisong didn't notice him, and it was even less likely that others would know.

But now... "How do you know?" He was simply shocked.

When the other party asked, the last touch of patience in his eyes was exhausted, "You are really long-winded." As he said that, he raised the knife in his hand, and a sharp knife that cut iron like mud pierced the opposite person's heart.

……

It was clear that he was killing a person, but the expression on his face was even more indifferent than an ant he had just trampled to death.

The sharp blade pierced his heart, and the boy immediately let out a painful groan.

The sound was not loud, but it was a bit abrupt in this quiet night. A soldier's voice came from outside the rockery immediately, "Who is there?" It sounded alarming, and then there were footsteps approaching.

Glancing at the dead man in front of him, the man stepped out and said, "It's me. I need to urinate. I don't have time to go to the latrine."

When the soldiers saw him, they immediately said: "It's Chu Yan. You didn't sleep in the middle of the night and came here to go to the latrine?" As he spoke, he looked at him suspiciously and glanced at the rockery behind him from time to time.

Chu Yan and the young boy whom he had just stabbed to death, while Xiao Yi was waiting in front of him, but his status was not as high as that of the young boy.

When Chu Yan heard this, he immediately pulled out a wry smile, pointed to Xiao Yi's study courtyard, and said: "I want to sleep, but Mr. Luo is talking to His Highness in the middle of the night, so I have to wait here, in case His Highness is hungry. When you are thirsty, someone must help you."

Chu Yan is now only fifteen or sixteen, with beautiful features, especially a pair of eyes, which are dark and spotless, like a fairy boy who is inexperienced in the world.

Hearing this, the doubts in Fu Bing's eyes were half gone, "Why are you waiting on Luo Mo?"

"Him?" Chu Yan shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Probably he went to have a drink. Anyway, I didn't see his shadow. If he was here, there would be no need for me. Okay, okay, you and I are grinding our teeth here. , you don’t need to patrol, right? If something life-threatening happens, be careful His Highness punishes you for not fulfilling your duties."

The palace soldier smiled disdainfully, "What can happen? In the palace of the majestic prince, whoever eats the bear's heart and leopard dares to cause trouble here."

Although he said this, he still turned around and left, leading a group of government soldiers behind him to patrol.

Seeing them walking away, Chu Yan turned around and returned to the rockery. He picked up the dead man on his shoulders, lifted him out by his feet, tilted his shoulder, and threw him into the lotus pond at hand.

No matter how careful he was in his movements, no matter how low he bent, the person he threw in was still a person weighing a hundred or dozens of kilograms, and he was so startled that the fish in the pond fled one after another.

Watching the ripples in the pool gradually calm down, like a silver mirror under the moonlight, only the wind blows from time to time, wrinkled ripples, and the person he threw down drifted under his forceful push, Floating into the dense lotus branches.

When everything was ready, Chu Yan patted the water beads on his robe and walked towards the study.

Although the autumn wind was cold, the water stains on his body dried up after repeated blows.

Luo Zhisong and Xiao Yi were whispering in the house. Chu Yan was sitting on the wooden bench under the corridor leaning against the pillar, his head against the pillar, squinting at the stars falling in the sky, his blurred eyes gathering light that scattered or condensed, making him People are unpredictable.

I don't know what Luo Zhisong and Xiao Yi were talking about, until the edge of the sky glowed with glow, and the orange-red luster gradually saturated the earth. The morning light gradually rose, and the servants in the mansion had already started to work for the day. The door was closed. It was opened with a "squeak" sound.

Xiao Yi's face was filled with excitement, and there was no trace of someone who had stayed up all night. "Chu Yan, tell the kitchen to prepare Mr. Luo's breakfast and send it to me together."

Chu Yan got the order and turned around. Before leaving, he glanced at Luo Zhisong and saw his thin body half buried behind Xiao Yi. His eyebrows were lowered and his eyes were lowered, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

It was said that Chu Yan passed the message, but in fact it was Chu Yan who handed it to the boy waiting at the door. The boy turned around and went straight to the kitchen, while he prepared everything for Xiao Yi's morning exercises.

After changing his clothes, he pointed to a wicker chair aside for Luo Zhisong to sit on. Xiao Yi took the sword handed over by Chu Yan and started practicing.

Just as I was getting up, I suddenly heard a panicked scream coming from outside, "Ah!"

Xiao Yi's thrusting sword suddenly stopped, his brows furrowed, and he swept in the direction of the sound, with displeasure in his eyes, "What's wrong?"

"I'll go and take a look, slave." Hearing this, Chu Yan hurried out.

But in an instant, he turned back with panic on his face, and the sword waving in Xiao Yi's hand did not stop because of the scream. Through the flying sword shadow, Chu Yan said tremblingly: "Your Highness, Luo Mo is dead!" .”

The sudden news suddenly made Xiao Yi's wrist tremble, and the sword that was thrust out was deflected. He simply retracted it with one move, turned to look at Chu Yan, his eyes were sharp, "What did you say?"

"Luo Mo is dead. There is a sharp knife stuck in his chest. He soaked in the lotus pond for an unknown amount of time. His head is swollen and his head is so big." Chu Yan raised his hand and gestured with shock on his face.

(End of this chapter)