Emperor Jin

Chapter 10 Flute Dream
They must be thinking... With such a big hole, shouldn't the assassin be three feet long?
Bao Jin groaned with his chin in his hands, and sneered slightly, his heavy eyes flickered, very satisfied.

She looked at the emptiness of the room, Xu Ji fell to the ground about two feet square, although it was washed, it was still faintly red, and the dark stain left by the winding horizontal lines showed a vague figure.

"What a joke... Do you think that if you lock me up here, I will tremble with fright, and you will recruit everything?!"

She glanced at the purple gold lock on the copper ring on the door, with a disdainful indifference in her smile.

The cold wind blows in from the broken windows, and the painted window paper is torn apart, flying like butterflies.

"Everyone thought that after the assassin succeeded, he broke through the window and left the rapier in the forest...but in fact, it was the opposite..."

After she killed people with pipa strings, she gently shook the window, and the silk thread tied between the tree and the window was triggered, driving the "mechanism", and the package wrapped in broken bricks popped out, right in the middle of the window, and the window lattice was shattered. , the package also became loose, and the broken bricks fell to the ground, mixed with the damaged parts, and no one could see the clues.

The so-called mechanism is composed of silk thread and a flexible and bendable rapier. Its nature is like a slingshot. Once it is ejected, the rapier will also shoot into the distance. It can be said to be seamless.

The only gap is the scattered furoshiki...

Bao Jin smiled lightly, a shrewd complacency flashed in his eyes——

Using the toga as the burden skin could not help obliterating the only weakness, and made everyone think that it was left by the murderer, making them even more guessing about his stature.

Everything is gone without a trace.

Once Xu Ji died, one was to silence him - he was very familiar with the late emperor's family, it was really impossible to keep him, and the other was to establish his prestige.

"Those survivors respected my sister very much, but they still had doubts about me..."

Baojin sighed softly, thinking of her eldest sister who died suddenly, her heart ached and astringent.

Suddenly, she raised her head, as if she heard something——

It's flute!
It was almost four o'clock at this time, and it was the most chaotic and darkest moment before the dawn appeared. A faint flute sound came from the forest outside the window, as if unreal.

It's my sister!
Bao Jin was trembling all over. Although the sound of the flute was slight, the loop of the tone was long, which was exactly like the technique of the elder sister Jin Yuan!
She gritted her teeth and went to the window, feeling frantic and dizzy. In a moment of urgency, the window frame, which was barely covered, was pushed away by her palm.

She jumped out of the confined study room and walked towards the unknown darkness in the forest.

The dew soaked the embroidered shoes on the feet, and it was very wet and uncomfortable, but Baojin didn't care about anything, and went straight towards the source of the flute sound.

***
A round of bright moon was hidden in the clouds, temporarily restraining Lin Zhongqinghui.

The autumn dew was cool and cold, and the man was wearing only a green dress and a broad robe, leaning against a tree to play, because his back was facing him, but he couldn't see each other.

The starlight is faint, the frost is falling and it is white, the flowers and trees are intertwined, and the blue clothes are fluttering in the forest, showing a touch of loneliness.

The blue color is originally humble, but when worn by this person, there is an indescribable elegance and elegance, just like a fairy.

is a man!

Baojin's heart sank to the bottom, she gasped violently, couldn't bear the gloom in her chest any longer, bent down, her eyes were blurred with tears.

The sound of the flute is mysterious and clear, with a subdued and blurred tremor, as if a broken jade palace is falling, and the bustling place is just a dream.

With tears in his eyes, Bao Jin seemed to see when he was young, his father carried himself and his sister on one shoulder, sneaking out of the palace, guessing riddles and admiring the moon at the lantern festival...

The last quarrel between the two sisters was like omen-like murmurs, and at that moment of anger, it turned out to be an eternal farewell...

She let out a low cry, as if the man had sensed something, the sound of the flute stopped abruptly.

In a moment, a green silk skirt appeared in front of his eyes, Bao Jin raised his head, brushed away his messy black hair, and looked straight into the man's eyes——

It's like the indifference and loftiness of a monk, but also the indifference and compassion of looking down on the world.

Baojin's heart skipped a beat at this moment.

"Who are you……"

The man asked in a rambling voice, but without too many questions, his voice was light and unremarkable.

Baojin looked straight at him and didn't answer.

The moonlight came out again, shining tears on her face, the man was not surprised, he just said: "Nine out of ten things in life are unsatisfactory..."

Bao Jin was stunned, and then realized that he was comforting himself. For some reason, the tears fell more fiercely and urgently.

She didn't cry when King Gaoli broke up the marriage. She returned across the sea and suffered all kinds of pain, but she didn't cry, but before Mingyue, she seemed to have cleared her soul, filled with melancholy, gushing out like magma. out.

The soft and silky fabric brushed her face, and the man bent down and wiped her tears with his long sleeves.

Baojin's teary eyes were dim, she just stared at him, as if she wanted to engrave him in her heart.

At this time, there was a faint noise outside the forest, that person frowned, as if a little displeased, but finally got up, as if to leave.

He hesitated and turned around to look, only to see Baojin sitting on the ground, half of his snow clothes were covered with purple-black blood stains, and half of his wet soil.

"Give you."

He took out a piece of silk handkerchief from his sleeve, put it in her hand, and left in a hurry.

Baojin looked at his disappearing figure, but only heard the beating of his own heart——

What's going on here? !

***
When he was tied up again and forced into the study, it was already dawn, and Baojin saw anger in everyone's eyes.

"You witch, it's not enough to kill my master, but you actually took my heart..."

Shen cried hoarsely, she no longer had the arrogance just now, but looked even more resentful and desperate.

what? !

Bao Jin was puzzled, but saw the captain of the imperial army sneer and said:
"Miss Yuran, we accidentally let you escape from the window, and even the young master of the Xu family was murdered by you!"

What? !Xu Ji's only son was also killed? !

"I do not have!"

Without thinking, she retorted loudly.

That kind of dude, who wants to take his life!
What a joke!

"It's useless to say more, put her in shackles and send her to the death row of the Ministry of Criminal Justice!"

Shen's eyes almost burst into flames, and the soldiers of the forbidden army stepped forward, and were about to drag her out of the courtyard, when they heard a soft shout from the door——

"stop."

The voice is not loud, but it has an awe-inspiring majesty in the world, and...a sense of familiarity? !
Everyone raised their eyes and saw that they were terrified and fell to their knees on the ground.

"Long live!"

(End of this chapter)