Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 520 Aged Old Black Ice

"There is no danger of life..." Ye Zhifeng muttered for a while after hearing this, and then let out a sigh of relief, "That's good."

"It's fine if there's nothing serious about it. You don't have to worry about recuperating. There are plenty of spare rooms in the Linggong Palace... I'll give Aluo a quiet place to recuperate." The girl whispered to herself, speechless. the meaning of rejoicing.

Fortunately, all this was just a false alarm. Although A Luo was injured, her life was not in danger. Otherwise, she would never let her go in her whole life.

——It's because she didn't prepare enough, because she didn't explain her original arrangement to A Luo in advance, and the girl appointed it because she was going to be doomed.

Ye Zhifeng quietly gathered his five fingers, and the fingertips left red pinch marks on the palm.

The girl lowered her head and calmed down in silence for a long time, until the anxiety in her heart completely receded, then she raised her head with a slight smile, and thanked her three times: "Thank you son for telling the truth, Zhifeng is very grateful."

"Your Highness is very polite." Zhan Mingxuan took half a step back calmly, bowing slightly, not daring to accept her third thank you, "Your Highness, Zhan came here to ask you , Your Highness, how are you going to deal with those assassins?"

"Do you want to kill them on the spot, or keep some for other uses?"

Well, those assassins sent by Ye Tianlin.

Ye Zhifeng frowned slightly in response, just now she was worried about A Luo's injury, and accidentally left those assassins behind.

Thinking about it, it's really a little nerve-wracking.

"Mr. Zhan, how many assassins have you caught this time?" Ye Zhifeng groaned with his chin. It is impossible to keep all of them. Of course, it is impossible to kill them all. She has to keep two assassins to fill in. certificate.

On the way back, she thought about it carefully. According to Ye Tianheng and Ye Tiansu's temperament, it would be useful for her to cry with them, but crying alone may not achieve the best results.

After all, what she said was unsubstantiated, and she was the only one crying, even if the two knew that what she said was true, they would hesitate due to the lack of corresponding evidence——

Hesitation is not enough, if the water is to be stirred, it should be muddy to the bottom, so that there is no way to survive.

She has nothing to miss about the Ye family now, and the little family affection left in her heart was completely wiped away by Ye Tianlin today.

Therefore, in order to dispel the little doubts that might exist in their hearts, she had better get them a real evidence other than her.

Just like the assassins who came to assassinate them today.

The girl stroked her chin unhurriedly, and Zhan Mingxuan cupped her hands in response: "Return to Your Highness, I have caught a total of 58 assassins today."

"Except for the six who unfortunately died during the fight, and the fourteen who committed suicide by taking poison when they were captured, there are 38 survivors left."

"These people have all had their jaws and limb joints removed by Zhan, and they are firmly tied up. They are currently being detained in the abandoned old yard of the post house...Have your Highness thought about how to deal with them?"

"Thirty-eight... still a bit too much." Ye Zhifeng raised her eyebrows slightly when she heard the sound, and she only brought two people to testify, and she didn't need so many living assassins.

"That's it, Mr. Zhan." The girl folded her arms and supported her chin with one hand, and walked slowly in the courtyard, "I'm sorry for your trouble."

"In addition to the assassin who came to assassinate me at that time and you cut off an arm, please help select two assassins who are stronger and will not die for a while, and keep them alive—"

"After returning to the imperial capital, Zhifeng has to ask these people to help sing a big drama in the palace."

"As for the rest, you just look for a place with few people and kill them on the spot."

"Besides, Mr. Zhan," Ye Zhifeng stopped and smiled, "I would like to ask you to do me a little favor."

"Your Highness, please tell me." Zhan Mingxuan raised his hand in a "please" gesture, and added after a little thought, "If there is anything your Highness can use Zhan, just ask."

"My lady sent a letter the day before yesterday asking Mingxuan to do her best to cooperate with His Highness, so His Highness doesn't need to be too polite, and don't have to be scruples."

I don't know if it was his delusion, but the saintess from northern Xinjiang was fine when she didn't smile, but this smile made him vaguely see some shadows of young ladies on her body.

Could it be... Is this the commonality of the gang of them playing Chaodou?

The young man swallowed his saliva without a trace, his palms were slightly sweaty, and after leaving the capital for more than a year, he seemed to feel the merciless gaze of his young lady for no reason at this very moment?
"Your lady?" Ye Zhifeng was a little startled when he heard the words, unable to turn his head around for a moment.

"Yes, my miss." Zhan Mingxuan lowered his eyes, "Mu Xici, Miss Mu San."

"I think the pill that His Highness fed Miss A Luo today was made by my young lady."

"Perhaps, it's not just that pill." He still remembered Ye Zhifeng's appearance in the pasture at that time.

Such a sturdy carriage was smashed to pieces by an invisible force in just a moment, and even the horses pulling the cart were scratched by the fragments on their backs, but this northern Xinjiang saint didn't have any scars on her body.

This is very similar to the methods of warlocks... and as far as he knows from the young lady, the saints of the Spirit Palace only practice the art of watching the sky and the stars, and do not understand the formation and talismans.

Then the thing that saved her life could only be given to her by the young lady.

"It turns out that the young master belongs to Miss Mu." The girl's eyebrows relaxed, and her body suddenly relaxed three points, "Then ask the young master for help, and secretly spread the news about Zhifeng's assassination in the pasture outside Longcheng today."

"The faster the better, it's best to reach the imperial capital as soon as possible, and reach the ears of my elder brothers." Ye Zhifeng suddenly clapped his hands, and the bottom of his amber pupils sparkled.

"However, Mr. Zhan, please don't say that you have successfully captured an assassin alive when you pass on the news."

"It's just that the scene was too chaotic, those assassins were all killed by you and the Mu Family Qingqi on the spot—I don't want my good brother who sits on the throne to know that I have a few of his dead soldiers in my hands."

If Ye Tianlin knew that she had pinched the witnesses, it would be no fun. She was still waiting to give him a big surprise.

"Okay, don't worry, Your Highness, this matter is not difficult, you just leave it to Zhan." Zhan Mingxuan responded with a smile on his lips.

He waited for a while, and seeing that the girl had no intention of speaking, he cupped his hands and bid farewell to her: "Your Highness, if you have no other orders, Mingxuan will go down to deal with those assassins first."

"Thank you, Mr. Ye." Ye Zhifeng nodded in response, and Zhan Mingxuan turned to leave.

His previous feeling was not wrong, this group of Chaodou players were indeed a virtuous person, with so many twists and turns in their stomachs that they could hold dozens of war horses.

I just don't know how the rumored Northern Xinjiang saint who was born in the Spirit Palace since childhood and had a pure and simple mind just went to Ganping, how she was polluted by her own lady and His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince so quickly and became like this.

Thinking of the "Fly|Eagle Letter" received a few days ago, the boy's eyebrows twitched uncontrollably.

He was still curious at that time, why his young lady suddenly ordered him to do his best to cooperate with this holy lady of the spiritual palace who is supposed to be ignorant of the world. Now look, it turns out that this little aunt has already poured black water into her stomach. .

oh~
He guessed that this year the plain snow on the top of the mountain in northern Xinjiang was going to turn into old black ice.

　Sister Ye turned black hahahahahahaha
　　
　
(End of this chapter)