who is my husband

Chapter 27

Outside the carriage, the breeze blew, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, filling the nostrils, suggesting that a fight had just happened here.

The guards were cleaning up the corpses lying on the ground. Yunying looked up at the sky expressionlessly. The sky was clear and there were only a few cotton-like thin clouds floating alone in the sky. The sun was very hot in the middle of the sky. .

In broad daylight like this, some assassins came to assassinate members of the royal family, and the other party seemed not afraid of being recognized, not even masked.

Hastily called a guard who was dragging the body of an assassin, "Wait a minute."

The guard was stunned for a moment, and quickly bowed his fists, "See Princess, what orders does Princess have?"

Yun Ying stretched out her finger, "Put him down first."

The guard didn't know why, but respectfully did so, Yun Ying slowly squatted down, to be honest, this was the first time she saw a real dead person, no matter how daring she was, she was a little scared, so she held back the pain in her stomach. He quickly stood up, "Well, check to see if there is anything on him that can prove his identity."

After the guard understood her intention, he didn't follow her, but respectfully said: "Princess, there is no need to check any more, the one who is not masked when assassinating must be the killer of Seizing Soul Palace."

"The Palace of Seizing Souls?" He frowned slightly, "Is it a bit far-fetched to conclude that they are the killers of the Palace of Seizing Souls just because they were not masked when they assassinated?"

"Report to the princess, it is well known that Seizing Soul Palace does not cover up when they assassinate, and Lord Qian has already judged from the tattoo patterns on their bodies that they must be from Seizing Soul Palace." After finishing speaking, he pulled the assassin's chest , a bat-shaped pattern is exposed in front of the eyes.

Yunying responded lightly, "Well, let's delay it." It seemed that she was unnecessary, how could Song Qianyi not confirm the identity of the assassin.

"Yes!"

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When she returned to the carriage again, Song Qianyi hadn't come out yet, Xiaoqian went up to meet her and handed her a water bag, "Miss, drink some water to calm your nerves."

After Xiaoqian mentioned this, Yun Ying really felt that her throat was about to smoke, so Xiaoqian spread a blanket for her in the shade of a tree and told her to sit down and rest.

Yunying drank water for a while, her beautiful eyes stared at the direction of the carriage, "Xiaoqian, has Qian come out?"

"No, miss, don't worry, the prince is lucky, and he will definitely escape."

Knowing that she was comforting herself, Yunying smiled gratefully back, "Xiaoqian, do you know about Seizing Soul Palace?"

Xiaoqian froze, as if recalling the horrific scene just now, "I don't know, but I just heard from a few guards that Seizing Soul Hall is the largest and most powerful killer organization in Jianghu, which specializes in killing people to get commissions For a living, the commission varies depending on the identity, status, power and martial arts of the target to be killed." Xiaoqian frowned, paused for a moment, and then said: "If what we met today is really a soul-destroying The killers of the temple, then, then...the commissions paid by those who regard us as enemies must be indispensable."

"Chou family." Yun Ying murmured softly with confused eyes. Song Xunyi and Song Qianyi's reputation has always been very good. In the past three years, they have lived in the Cherry Blossom Valley far away from the imperial city. Please come?Does it have something to do with returning to Beijing this time?

Since it was not aimed at them, it was aimed at herself. This thought made her a little breathless for a while, but although she is a notorious little witch, she naturally has many enemies, but it is not so big. It's money.Shaking her head, she really can't figure it out, she has only lived in this dynasty for three years, is she going to die inexplicably again?
The team rested on the spot for nearly two hours. At sunset, Yunying set up an iron frame on the fire lit by the guards, hung up a casserole, and cooked some porridge.

Her mind was in such a hurry that she didn't even notice the sparks that splashed on her face with the breeze, Xiaoqian said worriedly: "Miss, let the servant cook it, if the body of the lady is scalded, the prince will definitely not let it go if he finds out. A servant." After persuading her for a long time but still not being able to understand, Xiaoqian had no choice but to say so.

Yunying wiped her cheeks carelessly with her sleeves, and gave her a light glance, "Ghost girl"

(End of this chapter)