The scumbag wiped out my entire family, I was reborn to marry the villain prince

Chapter 42: Is Your Highness Here to Protect Me?
It was not until sunset that Lu Qingyu prepared the medicine for He Junxuan. The high mental tension made her extremely tired.

After playing the flute again, Lu Qingyu returned to bed to rest, and asked Tianxing to guard the door.

But in the end, no matter how long I waited, Tianxing still didn't come.

Just as Lu Qingyu was about to go out to check, her door was knocked rhythmically, and then a deep and clear voice came from outside the door, "It's me."

Lu Qingyu was stunned for a moment, "Please come in."

The carved pearwood door was gently pushed open, and a masked man in black walked in and closed the door.

After He Junxuan came in, he took off his black mask, revealing his exquisite and perfect handsome face.

"Your Highness, what's this?" Lu Qingyu asked hesitantly.

She just blew the flute and waited for He Junxuan to send someone to get the medicine, but she didn't expect that he would come in person.

He Junxuan gently placed a finger on his lips and whispered, "There are secret guards gathering around the Zhenguo Mansion. They are all well-trained. I'm afraid they are coming for you."

Lu Qingyu's grip on the quilt tightened slightly.

Since her rebirth, she was destined to stand at the center of the whirlpool and lick blood on the tip of the knife.

But she didn't expect that this day would come so soon. Someone actually wanted to kill her now. She also didn't expect that He Junxuan would come in person.

"Your Highness, are you here to protect me?" Lu Qingyu walked to He Junxuan and asked softly.

He Junxuan hummed, his expression calm, "After all, my life is now in the hands of Miss Lu Er. If anything goes wrong with you, I will not be able to survive."

The corners of Lu Qingyu's lips curled up slightly, and a soft spot in her heart was gently touched, as if the soles of her feet were tickled by a feather, tingling and slightly numb.

"What are you going to do, Your Highness?"

He Junxuan raised his handsome eyebrows and opened his thin lips, "Send someone to arrest you."

At this time in Kyoto, a team of yamen runners dressed in the official uniforms of Jingzhao Prefecture passed through the streets and alleys and arrived at the gate of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion.

After a long queue was formed, a slightly fat yamen runner at the head raised his hand and knocked on the door, "We are here to do some work for Jingzhao Prefecture. Miss Lu, please come with us."

No one answered.

The fat yamen runner and the thin yamen runner next to him looked at each other. What was going on?
But he had no choice but to knock on the door again.

About an incense stick of time had passed and the fat yamen runner's face was covered with sweat while waiting outside. This mission was really not going to be easy.

How could a mere yamen runner like him afford to offend the Duke of Zhenguo?

But the victim was the Minister of War Ming Wei, whom he could not afford to offend.

Just as he was hesitating whether to send someone back to report to Prefect Han, the door finally opened.

A young girl in blue casual clothes walked out. Although she had no makeup on her face, her cold and pretty face was so beautiful that people could not take their eyes away.

A group of people who were watching the fun had gathered around, and when they saw the real owner come out, the discussion gradually became louder.

"Isn't this the second young lady of the Lu family who just divorced His Royal Highness Prince Jing? Why would Jingzhao Prefecture be looking for her?"

"Aunt Li, your information is too outdated. Don't you know that the second son of the Ming family was killed in the street the day before yesterday? The murderer was the guard of the Zhenguo Mansion!"

"What nonsense are you talking about, Wang Laowu? The Duke of Zhenguo is about to return to the court victoriously. How could a military commander like him do such a sinister thing and make such a big fuss about it?"

"Then tell me, if the person was not killed by the people from the Zhenguo Mansion, why did Jingzhao Mansion send people?"

As if he was deaf to the discussions around him, Lu Qingyu walked up to the fat yamen runner with an expressionless face and said, "Let's go." The fat yamen runner breathed a sigh of relief. Due to the tension and the hot weather, the clothes on his back were already soaked.

"Excuse me, Miss Lu, please get in the car."

The fat yamen runner respectfully led Lu Qingyu to the carriage, and then the group of people left in a mighty manner.

Half an hour later, a fire broke out in the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion, but it was quickly extinguished.

The bodies of dozens of men in black were thrown all over the woodshed.

Ye Huai wiped the blood-dripping sword in his hand and reported expressionlessly, "Master, these people do not have the special marks of the Xuanwang Mansion's assassins, but their moves and coordination are almost the same as the Xuanwang Mansion's assassins we dealt with before."

The Tiansheng royal family has its own camp of dark guards and death warriors. Each prince and princess will be matched with a corresponding number of dark guards and death warriors, ranging from 10 to 20 people.

However, before these secret guards and death warriors enter the palaces of princes and princesses, they will be marked with special marks to prevent their masters from using these secret guards and death warriors to do bad things.

But almost all members of the royal family would privately raise secret guards, and Emperor Tianwu was well aware of this, but he just turned a blind eye.

He Junxuan circled around the corpses for a few times. "Lu Qingyu was not in the mansion, but they still entered the Zhenguogong Mansion. This means that their target is not Lu Qingyu."

But what is there in the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion that would make King Xuan so interested?
"Add more personnel to guard the Zhenguo Mansion day and night."

"Yes, master."

The two figures disappeared into the night.

Not long after they left, a maid carrying an oil lamp walked into the woodshed, yawning.

The next second, an earth-shattering scream resounded through the sky.

"Someone's dead!"

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Jingzhao Mansion.

Lu Qingyu sat leisurely in the recliner, with a few plates of Mingxi Ju snacks and hot premium Longjing tea in front of him.

"Miss Lu Er, we meet again." Han Wenyuan said with a smile as he sat opposite her.

"I still have to thank Master Han for his help." Lu Qingyu took a sip of tea.

Han Wenyuan waved his hand, "It was all arranged by your highness, I was just executing it."

After a pause, his expression became serious. "I have sent someone to spread the news that grandma is seriously ill. Qin'er will receive the news early tomorrow morning. By then, I will send someone to secretly escort Miss Lu to the Han Mansion."

Lu Qingyu nodded slightly. He Junxuan's subordinates were very efficient.

"There is one more thing. I wonder if Master Han has found out who killed the second son of the Ming family?"

When this topic was mentioned, Han Wenyuan frowned. He had never seen such a strange case.

He sent people to Mingxiju to investigate, and found out that the murderer went there in the name of a guard under Lu Qingyu, saying that he had important matters to discuss with the second young master Ming.

But unexpectedly, not long after entering the private room, Ming Er was slashed in the throat by him and thrown off the building.

According to the evidence on the surface, there is complete evidence and witnesses in this case, which shows that Lu Qingyu sent someone to kill Ming Er, but the murderer escaped.

But Han Wenyuan certainly couldn't close the case like this. Not only would His Highness not agree, he himself didn't believe that Lu Qingyu would be stupid enough to kill someone like this.

Just as he was thinking about what to say, there was an urgent knock on the door, "My lord, something bad has happened!"

(End of this chapter)