Chapter 71 Missing
When Fang Tong heard the name, he subconsciously raised his eyes.

Lady Cha smiled, but her tone suddenly changed: "Why, you don't recognize me?"

The voice was soft and hoarse. Fang Tong stared into her eyes and suddenly dug out a person from his memory.

Two months ago, the assassin Bing Qi received an order to rush to the gathering place and meet up with four other assassins to take on the task of assassinating King Ping Feng Wuqiong. It was this woman who issued the task to them.

That day, this person was wearing night clothes, with her head and face covered with black cloth, revealing only a pair of slightly upturned peach blossom eyes. The other assassins respectfully called her the Right Protector.

The dagger in Hong Xiao's hand slid gently across Fang Tong's throat. She raised her red lips and smiled charmingly and wantonly: "Don't move, don't scream, or my hand will shake and you'll die."

Fang Tong's neck was pressed against the cold blade, and goose bumps appeared on his skin.

"Who are you?" Her eyes suddenly turned red, "I don't know you."

She slumped down on the ground, her body trembling slightly, a cry escaping from her throat, and she looked so frail that she seemed like she might faint at any moment.

This look made Hong Xiao frown. In her impression, although Bing Qi was dull and stupid, he was definitely not such a coward, otherwise she would not have been able to be an assassin.

"You're still pretending?" She pressed the blade down. "I recognize each of you. Let me ask you, where have you been hiding for the past two months?"

At the beginning, she followed Qingluan's order and specially selected five people to assassinate King Ping. After the assassination failed, Bingqi disappeared, and Hongxiao has always been worried about this.

She chose these five people with the intention of sending them to their deaths. Bingqi was the weakest one among them, but he was able to escape the court's pursuit. This is really unreasonable.

Hongxiao was worried that there was some conspiracy, but Qingluan didn't care.

"I've heard of that idiot. She's not very skilled in martial arts and not very smart. She doesn't know what we're planning. Besides, didn't you trick them into taking poison? Even if she manages to escape, she won't survive more than two days."

After hearing this, Hong Xiao remembered the methods she had used on those people and finally felt relieved.

However, unexpectedly, two months later, she actually met Bingqi in Linshui County. It seemed that she was not only alive but also alive and well.

Fang Tong was forced back slightly by the blade at his neck.

"I don't understand what you are talking about." She had tears in her eyes, like a frightened girl. "Don't mess around. My guards are outside."

"Guards?" Hong Xiao sneered, "I was just about to ask you, who are those two people outside the door?"

She arrived at the teahouse and wanted to go straight in, but she saw two men guarding outside the private room. They looked like martial artists. She didn't dare to disturb them and hid aside to observe what was going on.

It happened that the scholars had an argument with the tea drinkers, and during the fight they led away the two people guarding outside the door. Hong Xiao then disguised herself as a tea lady and came into the house.

"Who are you?" Fang Tong asked in a trembling voice, "I see you are also a female hero, how can you hurt people with a knife in broad daylight?"

"Lady?" Hong Xiao was startled and laughed softly, "Bing Qi, did you hit your brain?"

"Brain?" Fang Tong blinked. "They said I had amnesia, but I remember my name is Fang Tong, not Bing Qi."

She looked at Hong Xiao, tears welling up in her eyes: "Does the Bing Qi you are talking about look a lot like me?"

Hong Xiao frowned and looked at Fang Tong's innocent and cowardly appearance. She almost suspected that she had really recognized the wrong person.

Bingqi was raised in Bai Niao Pavilion since she was a child. When did she have such a charming look in her eyes? And her clothes, although the material is not luxurious, are carefully woven, which is very different from Bingqi's usual dress.

Are there really people in the world who look so similar?
"Take off your clothes." Hong Xiao said.

Fang Tong exclaimed, "Ah!" "You, you are a woman, and I am also a woman..."

"Stop talking nonsense and take it off!" Hong Xiao shouted, "Otherwise I will scratch your face."

Fang Tong shrank back: "I'll take it off. You, you hold the knife away."

Hong Xiao moved the dagger away from her neck: "Don't play tricks, with your kung fu, I can kill you without a dagger."

Fang Tong sobbed, moved to the side, sat up halfway, and raised one hand to the belt around her waist. Hong Xiao glanced outside the door: "Take it off quickly!"

Fang Tong started to move slowly.

She suddenly raised her hand and threw a handful of pine nuts straight at Hongxiao's face.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, she rolled on the ground, out of the range of Hong Xiao's knife, and stood up and rushed out the door.

"Help!"

A woman's scream caused silence inside and outside the teahouse.

The two guards downstairs were waiting for the bailiffs to arrive and escort someone. When they heard the shout, they looked at each other and thought something was wrong.

The two men flew upstairs and rushed to the private room, only to find that the door was open and no one was inside.

In the restaurant, Feng Twelve suddenly put down his wine glass.

A scholar stood in front of him, toasting him with a smile on his face. Before he could finish his toast, Feng Twelve raised his hand to stop him.

"Your Highness?" The scholar looked bewildered, not knowing what he had said wrong to anger this nobleman.

Feng Twelve left him and stood up, walking to the window.

A guard ran out of the teahouse opposite, and another guard looked out of the window of the private room, as if looking for something.

When Feng Twelve saw this, his brows suddenly darkened.

Xiao Nian received a report from the guards downstairs and hurried up to tell Feng Twelve, "Your Highness, Miss Fang is missing."

"Who is missing?" Feng Yuyang was holding a wine jug, staggering on his feet.

"Your Highness, it was a girl we rescued from the bandits," Xiaonian answered for Feng Twelve, "We sent her to the teahouse across the street to watch the literary gathering, but now we can't find her."

"What?" Feng Yuyang helped the servant stand still, and looked at Feng Twelve with his drunken eyes, "Is that the girl Gao Tiancai mentioned?"

Feng Twelve nodded slightly: "Goodbye."

"Hey!" Feng Yuyang reached out to pull him but failed. He watched him lead people downstairs.

"This little Twelve..."

He was muttering and complaining when he saw the man from Wuyue Mountain approaching.

"What happened?" asked Wu Yue Shanren.

"Nothing," Feng Yuyang burped, "I just lost a girl."

When Feng Twelve arrived at the teahouse, a guard who stayed there came forward with a guilty look on his face.

Feng Twelve looked at him and said, "Speak."

The guard walked with him inside, saying, "Someone caused trouble in the teahouse before, and the fight spread to the second floor. Da Hu and I stopped them and brought them to the lobby. We were waiting for the bailiffs to come and pick them up when we heard someone shouting 'Help!' Upstairs, Miss Fang was gone."

"What did you find in the room?" Feng Twelve asked.

"There are pine nuts scattered all over the room, but no signs of a fight," said the guard.

Feng Twelve entered the teahouse and walked upstairs: "I didn't order any pine nuts, where did they come from?"

"After those people made trouble, the shopkeeper ordered extra tea and snacks to be delivered to each table and each room in order to appease the tea drinkers," the guard said. "About a quarter of an hour ago, someone saw a tea lady enter Miss Fang's room."

(End of this chapter)

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