Grandpa, she can't be a woman

Chapter 87 Not the Emperor
Before he had time to react, the icy blade rested firmly on his neck.

Through a thin layer of clothes, everyone who came could feel the sharpness and coldness of the blade.

What was even more frightening was that Yun Xiao, who was supposed to be sound asleep on the bed, opened her eyes at this moment, turned over and sat up neatly,
Not at all affected by the fragrance!

"You guys already knew I would come?"

The masked man in black spoke in a hoarse voice, with beads of sweat slowly dripping from his forehead.

Taking advantage of the little moonlight coming in from outside the house, Yun Xiao looked at the other party with great interest, and deliberately followed his words:

"Your family's master is so obvious, it's hard for me not to know?"

"Senior Yun is indeed not simple."

The masked man laughed hoarsely, as if after being pointed out, he knew that he would never be able to be kind today, so he just broke the can and threw it:
"But you are so smart, why didn't you think that you should keep a low profile?

King Yan's Mansion shouldn't exist, should it? "

"You..."

Yun Xiao frowned, and suddenly her expression changed:
"Stop him!"

At the same time as she said these words, Ying Yi, who was restraining the masked man with a knife, also keenly sensed something was wrong, and swiftly removed the masked man's chin with a lightning strike!

However...it was a step too late.

"Take poison and commit suicide."

Leaning down and inspecting that person carefully, Ying Yi frowned and said:
"This person should also be a dead man, but the tattoo on the back of his neck has never been seen before."

These days, there are quite a lot of princes and nobles who keep all kinds of dead soldiers and secret guards.

In order to prevent their dead soldiers from being replaced by disguises, many times, they would use some special materials to carve exclusive tattoos on the dead soldiers.

For example, the 20-member dark guard left by King Yan to Yun Xiao, and Ying Yi, who were carefully trained to serve as Yun Xiao, Yun Feng and others' shadow guards, also had tattoos on their bodies.

Someone around King Yan had fought against the hidden guards around the emperor before, so Yingyi and the others were also told about the tattoo designs on those dark guards.

only……

"Although I haven't seen it before, it doesn't rule out that there are other secret guards around the emperor."

"Not the emperor."

Yun Xiao shook her head, opened a torch casually, knelt down and pulled off the clothes on the back of the dead man's neck, and kept the tattoo pattern firmly in her heart:
"My father is still on the march and has not yet arrived at Queyu Pass.

Even if the emperor wanted to attack me, he would not choose this time.

What's more, a dead man will not betray the master, but this man hinted to me that he is the emperor's man before biting the poisonous sac, obviously trying to set the blame on me. "

"Your Majesty, do you want to send someone to investigate?"

"Except for this person, there are no other clues, and nothing can be found through investigation."

Yun Xiao narrowed her eyes, and handed the copy of the small wooden bird drawing on the table to Ying Yi:

"In the past few days, you have to study this blueprint carefully, and don't worry about anything else for now."

"promise."

Ying Yi respectfully took over the drawings, and quickly left through the window at the back of the house.

After he left, Yun Xiao casually untied the belt on her body, then sank into her dantian——

"Someone! There are assassins!"

"Assassin! How can there be an assassin? Come on! Protect the prince!"

Dongyun, who was resting next to Yunxiao, was the first to wake up from the dream.
Soon, the entire Yanwang Mansion was brightly lit with these shouts.

(End of this chapter)