The character is broken!The General's Sick Beauty Is a Killer

Chapter 162

"Yes." Luyi lowered her eyes and stepped back as she said.

In the wing room, only Tang Xi was left.

The sound insulation effect of the wing room is not very good, especially after Luyi exits, without the cover of the voice, the crackling next door can be heard clearly.

Tang Xi thought he didn't have a habit of listening to the corner of the bed, stood up, walked to the carved window farthest from the next door, raised his hand and opened the window.

The cool wind came in, instantly blowing away the embarrassing voices in the room.

Outside the window is a street, not the bustling avenue that enters Zuihualou, but the one at the back, relatively speaking, there are fewer pedestrians and it is quieter.

On the opposite side were row upon row of teahouses and wineries. It was already evening and most of them were closed, while a few were still lit and the fragrance of tea was overflowing.

Tang Xi took a deep breath, and leaned boneless on the window frame, looking at the vendors pushing their stalls on the street and preparing to go home, a little absent-minded.

Yongye Pavilion gave her a mission yesterday: to assassinate Ge Minghong, the young supervisor of the Shaofu.

The task was easy, so easy that she wondered if the people from Yanmen had made a mistake.

As a fourth-rank civil servant, Ge Minghong didn't know martial arts, and he didn't have a decent guard to protect him. To assassinate him was a matter of moving his fingers, even an ordinary assassin in Yongye Pavilion could do it.

And as a first-class killer, the tasks assigned to her have always been very difficult, tasks that ordinary killers cannot complete.

Like Jian Chijin's carriage, who was famous for his prestige before, he had to snatch things from him, and then he pried out the secret of Donglin from Yu Jiuchuan, who was protected by three layers inside and outside, and not long ago. Enter the palace to assassinate the emperor.

Nothing is as easy as it is now.

A young prisoner from the Shaofu actually used her, Tang Xi's knuckles on the window frame slightly bent, and she tapped every now and then.

What the hell is Ren Sang doing?

On the top floor of the three-storey tea shop opposite, two young men in splendid clothes sat opposite each other at the table.

Because Chi Jingwen was facing Zuihualou, he saw the suddenly opened window at a glance, and put down the teacup in his hand in surprise.

If he remembered correctly, the wing room corresponding to this row of windows is the Zuihua Building for the guests to go to Wushan together.

Who would open the window at such a time? !
His heart became inexplicably excited. Could it be that someone wants to perform a lively picture of mandarin ducks playing in water in order to seek excitement?
Chi Jingwen was looking forward to it in his heart. The young master sitting opposite him was writing something at his desk, but he didn't notice anything strange about him.

Seeing the gradually enlarged black shadow in front of the window, Chi Jingwen widened his eyes excitedly.

It's coming out, it's about to come out, it's the first time he's watching the live version, it's so exciting!

However, when he saw that there was only one head sticking out from behind the window, he was disappointed first, and then excited uncontrollably.

Because he recognized that familiar face, he slammed the table, and the young master on the opposite side jumped down to write, "Chi Jin Chi Jin, look, it's the boy who fought with you in Zui Hua Lou that day!"

Jian Chijin, who was sitting opposite him, was originally displeased. After hearing his words, she quickly looked in the direction of his fingers, and she saw the face she hadn't seen for a few days.

Mo's hair is high, and he looks like a young man of the quack, leaning on the window frame, frowning, his eyes are dull, and he doesn't know what he is thinking.

"Let's go, let's go find him!" Chi Jingwen stood up, grabbing Jian Chijin's arm to drag him up.

No dragging.

(End of this chapter)