Besides lying down, I also know a little about power struggles

Chapter 73 She is not like Bingqi

Qingluan's move was as fast as lightning. Fang Tong felt his neck tighten and he immediately couldn't breathe.

"Tell me, how did you escape from the enclosure? Where have you been during this period?" Qingluan asked word by word.

Fang Tong felt a sharp pain in her throat, and her trachea was almost crushed. The pain of suffocation swept over her, swallowing up her mind completely.

Her eyes suddenly went dark, her mind seemed to go blank, and yet it also seemed to become extremely clear. She opened her eyes wide, trying to find a little light in the darkness.

"Deputy Envoy, she is almost dying." Hong Xiao saw Fang Tong rolling her eyes because of Qingluan's pinching, and reminded her in a low voice.

Qingluan loosened his grip and threw Fang Tong away.

Fang Tong fell on the pillow, like a drowning man escaping from the water. He twitched twice, choked and coughed, covering his throat and taking deep breaths.

Qing Luan looked down at her coldly and said, "If you don't say it now, you won't have the chance to say it again."

Fang Tong was lying on the bed, gasping for breath, as if he didn't understand what she said.

"Deputy Envoy, calm down. I will interrogate her." Hong Xiao advised.

Qingluan glanced at her and asked, "Did you really give her medicine at the beginning?"

Hong Xiao's scalp tingled at her cold gaze, and she knelt down unconsciously: "It's absolutely true, I dare to guarantee it with my life, I put the drug in the wine, and watched them drink it with my own eyes."

"Then why is she still alive?" Qingluan asked, "I know your ability to use medicine very well. If you want them to die, they will die in a moment. Not to mention her, even if it's me--"

She smiled coldly and stared at Hong Xiao: "Even if it's me, I may not be able to cure the poison you put in me."

Hong Xiao was horrified: "The deputy envoy is very clear-sighted. How dare I poison him?"

"Of course you don't dare." A hint of pride flashed across Qingluan's face. "Without me, where else can you go?"

"The deputy envoy is right. My life was given by the deputy envoy. I am willing to go through fire and water for him without hesitation."

"You can use these words to deceive other men, but don't use them to deceive me." Qingluan raised her chin, "Get up."

After getting her permission, Hongxiao felt relieved and slowly stood up.

She glanced at Fang Tong on the bed like a knife: "Bingqi, you don't have to pretend anymore. Do you think I can't see that you are pretending to be weak? You threw that handful of pine nuts at me with a lot of force."

Fang Tong had already breathed a sigh of relief. She covered her still aching throat and spoke softly, "Then do you know why I'm lurking around Feng Twelve?"

Her voice was so low that it was almost inaudible, but Qingluan and Hongxiao heard it clearly.

"What did you say?" Hong Xiao frowned.

Fang Tong looked up at her, his eyes slowly sweeping across her face and landing on Qingluan.

"I don't know how many red silks there are, who is riding a blue phoenix under the moon." Fang Tong sat up slowly and smiled hoarsely, "So the two of you are hiding in the place of fireworks, no wonder the court has been unable to find you."

Qingluan's face turned cold, and Hongxiao could hardly hide her surprise.

She is different from Qingluan. As the deputy envoy, Qingluan has a high status in the Bainiao Pavilion and rarely deals with the assassins below. Hongxiao, as the right protector, is responsible for delivering messages and issuing tasks, but she often interacts with the people below.

She had met Bingqi several times and knew that she was dull in speech and behavior, and had poor kung fu skills, so she could only take on jobs that did not make much money.

But Bingqi has an advantage that ordinary people don't have, that is, she is more obedient than others. She never thinks about whether she can do something or not, just like a dull but loyal dog, she will kill whoever the organization wants her to kill.

Of course, with her ability, she couldn't kill powerful people, but Hong Xiao didn't deliberately pick difficult tasks for her. Firstly, the employer had paid her, and if she didn't do it well, it would damage her own reputation. Secondly, there were some minor jobs that other assassins were not willing to do, so Bingqi could take them on.

After all these, Bingqi has survived until now, which is much longer than Hongxiao expected. But some jobs are not about success but failure. When Qingluan asked her to find a few obedient and mediocre assassins, she thought of Bingqi first.

Such a small person, whose life was insignificant, would not be a pity if he died, so he can just be used to make up the numbers.

The whole plan went very smoothly, and the result was just as they expected. The assassins were exposed and captured by Prince Ping Feng Wuqiong, who confessed that their employer was the prince. These people were poisoned by Hong Xiao beforehand, and died of the poison on the second day after being captured, making the assassination of Prince Ping even more confusing.

Everything was going perfectly. Although Bingqi's disappearance made Hongxiao uneasy for a while, this uneasiness gradually disappeared as time passed.

Just as Qingluan said, her ability to poison is unmatched and no one can survive at her hands.

But Bingqi became the exception.

Hongxiao didn't kill her in the teahouse just to find out the reason.

At this moment, Bingqi's tone of voice was calm yet dangerous, which was very different from his usual dull appearance. A strange thought arose in Hongxiao's mind: the other party seemed to have a different soul.

Even though she was thinking about it, she still shouted coldly: "You are really pretending!"

Fang Tong held his head, lowered his eyes, and smiled softly: "Then do you know what my current identity is? Who allowed me to get close to a prince?"

Hong Xiao pulled out a dagger from her sleeve and pointed it at her face: "What do you want to say?"

Fang Tong raised his eyelids, not looking at Hong Xiao, but looking at Qingluan beside her.

"Who has the final say in this room?"

She looked straight into Qingluan's eyes, and a faint smile appeared on her lips with a hint of mockery.

There was something strange on Qingluan's cold face.

"Hongxiao," she said slowly, "Put down the knife."

Hong Xiao was annoyed: "Deputy Envoy..."

"Don't make me say it a second time." Qingluan said in a cold tone.

Hong Xiao tightened her grip on the knife and slowly put down the dagger.

"Deputy Envoy, this person is strange, don't be fooled by her." She warned.

Qingluan glanced at her and said, "Didn't you say she was a fool? How come she can lie to me again now?"

"That's not what I meant," Hong Xiao explained, "I just think...she doesn't look like Bing Qi."

"Then who is she?" Qingluan asked, "You were the one who found her, and you were also the one who checked the birthmark. So tell me, if she is not Bingqi, who else could she be?"

Hong Xiao opened her mouth, speechless.

The two stood there without saying anything, and the atmosphere in the room seemed to have dropped to freezing point.

Qingluan pulled a chair over and sat down, looking at Fang Tong steadily: "You have to know that from the moment we found you, you can't escape, so don't think of playing tricks, otherwise, I have ten thousand ways to make you wish you were dead but not alive."

"Of course I know," Fang Tong looked her in the eye without dodging, "It is precisely because I know that I want to remind you not to touch me casually. You cannot afford to touch me now."

There was a hint of coldness in Qingluan's eyes, but a hint of smile appeared on her face.

"That's strange," she leaned back in her chair, smiling charmingly, "This is the first time I've heard that there are people in the world that I can't touch."

(End of this chapter)