I really don't want to take shortcuts anymore

Chapter 382 The assassin was discovered

Seeing the light green light outside the eaves outside the window, Jiao Zuo just rubbed his sore eyes and stood up to leave.

He had residences both inside and outside the palace. Because he had to serve the young emperor at all times, he spent most of his time living in the annex of the apse.

When I get back at this point, I will be able to sleep for half an hour. Then I get up, clean up and change my clothes, and then I have to get up to serve His Majesty.

The room was quiet, and the candlelight had been extinguished, but with the faint blue skylight in the distance, I could barely see.

Jiao Zuo paused for a moment before turning around and closing the door.

He didn't light the lamp and walked slowly inside. His eyes briefly glanced at the low couch outside, but he didn't see the eunuch serving him.

As an eunuch, others have to take care of daily life. He personally selected the young eunuch. He was cautious and diligent and would never sneak out without sleeping at night.

He calmly and slightly opened the curtain of the inner room, and saw a person lying vaguely on the big yellow rosewood bed inside.

Luo Qianhuai didn't know how he fell asleep.

After the system threw Mr. Mo away, it took advantage of everyone to rush to the front, went around to the back hall, jumped from the window into this room, and knocked out a stunned eunuch.

After that, the system shut down and left her alone in the house.

Luo Qianhuai already has experience. The longer the system lasts, the more tired she will feel after returning.

Just like this time, the system first rushed into Tingwei's mansion, treated Mr. Mo's injuries, and then led people to break through the siege and enter the palace. Compared with the past, it was considered an extraordinary performance.

So after her soul returned to her body, she was completely weak. Even if she took a few steps, the muscles in her legs would twitch and tremble.

With the last bit of strength she had, she found the palace ties that tied the bed curtains, bound and gagged the young eunuch, pushed him into the cabinet of clothes, and blew out the lights in the room before hiding on the bed, trembling with fear. Listening to the various noises coming from outside.

There were knocks on the door, scoldings, and cries, coming from far and near.

Luo Qianhuai could probably guess that it was the Jinwu Guards guarding the palace, who were searching for assassins everywhere in the palace.

This room is not small, but there are too few places to hide people. Apart from the wardrobe, there was only one bed left.

The bed was so low that there was no way anyone could hide underneath it. Luo Qianhuai hugged his body and huddled on the bed, waiting for the final judgment.

She didn't know why, but what she was worried about at this moment was not herself, but Mr. Mo who had just been thrown out by the system.

He was already injured so badly that he wouldn't be able to hold on for long even if he left it alone, not to mention that he fell into the hands of those wolf-like Jin Wuwei.

According to what Wei Cang said before, the little emperor didn't have a good impression of him. He appeared in the palace under such circumstances tonight. Maybe he would have been killed by them in just a short time.

He was also considered one of the assassins, and those swords could penetrate his chest and back without even asking for instructions. Or, the bodies are separated and the body is not intact after death.

This is not the film and television city of the previous life, and the weapons held by the Jinwu Guards are not props, but real weapons that have been sharpened and can kill people with blood.

Realizing this, she felt a severe pain in her heart, and an unspeakable sadness suddenly hit her from all directions, making her almost unable to breathe.

The man with such peerless appearance, as bright as the moon in the sky and the snow on the cliff, is just a body of flesh and blood, and one day his bones and flesh will turn into mud and rot with the vegetation.

After today, she should never be able to see him again, nor hear that clear and clear sound like gold and jade striking each other. If she had received this news when she was still in the secret valley, she would probably have smiled indifferently and praised it coldly.

But now she only felt a mixed taste, a completely indescribable taste, which slowly turned into a dull pain in her heart.

It's not that my heart is wrenching, nor that I'm in pain, it's just that my heart seems to be pinched by someone's hand, and I can't control it at all. I feel so depressed and uncomfortable.

The searchers had already arrived nearby, and the torches clearly reflected the shadows of the soldiers holding swords on the plain silk covering the window.

They rushed into the next room, rummaged through the boxes, and rushed out again.

Finally, there was a knock on the door, accompanied by the sergeant's shout: "I have been ordered to search for the assassin, and the people inside should come out quickly!"

Of course, it is impossible for the real assassin Luo Qianhuai to go out on his own initiative. In fact, at this moment, she suddenly felt relaxed and relieved.

She knew that she would die too, being with Mr. Mo.

This was not an option she would take the initiative to do, but if this result was inevitable, then she could only accept it calmly.

Just think of it as writing a common ending for the chaotic and entangled fates between each other since time travel.

It's not the best result, but it's not the worst either.

But when she was mentally prepared, the knocking on the door stopped.

Someone said in a thin voice: "This is the residence of Jiao Lingjian, and his old man is still accompanying him in the front hall."

Jin Wuwei, who had knocked on the door earlier, paused: "Why didn't you tell me earlier? Let's go to the next place!"

The sound of boots was loud, and the people outside the door left without any regrets. From beginning to end, no one stepped in.

Once his mind relaxed, Luo Qianhuai felt weak all over and soon fell unconscious.

When she opened her eyes again, before she realized where she was, she saw the person standing in front of the window through the still dim light.

He stood against the light, wearing a black gauze crown on his head and a dark blue robe. Because of the dim light, the pattern could not be seen clearly.

Luo Qianhuai suddenly remembered everything last night and shivered fiercely.

Oops, she was discovered!
She immediately pushed away the quilt, climbed to her feet, and checked her clothes and mask.

He was still wearing the same night clothes, with the buttons and belt fastened tightly. The same goes for the mask, which is still tightly attached to his face and seems to have never been taken off.

She looked at the man in front of the window warily, and then she realized that the hair tied behind his head was already white.

This person is not young. He knew clearly that her origins were unknown, but he still stood here leisurely and did not call the Jinwu Guards to come and capture her. If he was not a brave man of skill, then he had other motives.

One of the shoes somehow fell off in her sleep. She hurriedly picked it up and put it on. When she stood up again, the man had turned around, revealing a face that looked more than fifty years old.

The face was indeed quite old, but with high eyebrows, a straight nose, and a pair of bright eyes, he looked dignified and had a sense of déjà vu.

Luo Qianhuai's memory was good, and he remembered this person's identity in a flash.