Temptation!After rebirth, he criticized the princess crazily and was pampered by His Highness

Chapter 37
"Cough cough..."

Zhao Yuan was holding on to the wall and breathing heavily, but the man fell to the ground after being kicked like this and couldn't get up for a while.

Zhao Yuan did not dare to leave any room. She stepped forward and pressed the man to the ground with his hands behind his back and said harshly:

"Open your eyes and see clearly, I'm just passing by."

She was pinched so hard that her throat hurt when she spoke.

When the man heard her words, he struggled so excitedly that Zhao Yuan almost failed to hold him down.

"Aren't you with them?"

"I told you, I was just passing by."

Zhao Yuan felt that the hand pressing the man was sticky, and smelled a strong smell of blood.

Only then did he realize that the man was seriously injured.

"If you don't move, I will let you go."

She already understood that the man was being hunted, and it was just that she recognized her as one of those who were hunting him.

Zhao Yuan was too lazy to tangle with this person anymore. She just wanted to get back home before the heavy rain.

I don’t want to give birth to any more right and wrong.

After listening to her words, the man's struggle gradually weakened.

In fact, it was not that he completely believed Zhao Yuan's words, but that Zhao Yuan had just kicked him on the knife edge.

Now he has lost too much blood and can no longer hold on.

Because of Zhao Yuan's movement of pulling away, the man wanted to get up, but in the end he fell to the ground with a thud.

He said weakly to Zhao Yuan:
"I recognized the wrong person, please save...save me."

He was choked by him for no reason, and now you want to save him?
Zhao Yuan is not a great saint, so it would be fine if she didn't go in to make up for it.

But if this person can escape pursuit, he must have pretty good martial arts skills. What if he can be used by her in the future?

Thinking of this, Zhao Yuan was not in a hurry to leave, so she stood in front of him and asked condescendingly:
"Who are you, and what good will it do if I save you?"

It was already late at night, and in the darkness, Zhao Yuan couldn't see clearly what the person in front of him looked like.

The man gasped: "I am an official of the imperial court. If you save me, I will thank you with a generous gift."

Imperial order?

Zhao Yuan made a move and his eyes suddenly turned cold.

Wouldn't it be so coincidental?

Could he be...

Because he didn't hear the response, the man was a little anxious. He took out a gold medal from his chest with difficulty, lay on the ground and tremblingly tried to hand it to Zhao Yuan: "If you don't believe it, this is my badge to enter the palace."

After taking the badge, Zhao Yuan couldn't see clearly what it looked like, but he could still find with his fingers the word "王" engraved on the center of the badge.

"Are you the seventh-rank official in the court, Wang Qin?"

Seeing that she could tell her official position and name just because of a waist badge, Wang Qin was instantly overjoyed, thinking that he had met someone from the court.

But he didn't pay any attention to the coldness in the other person's voice.

Thinking that he had met someone of his own, Wang Qin took a deep breath and said quickly:

"Yes, I am the Seventh Grade Ceremony King Qin. Someone wants to assassinate me. Brother, please take my token to the Yamen and explain my situation. I will definitely come to thank you brother in the future? "

His tone was full of hope that he would be rescued soon, but he didn't know the instigator of why he was being hunted today.

It was the girl who was playing with the gold medal standing in front of him with a cold look on her face.

It turned out to be such a coincidence.

Zhao Yuan never imagined that the weight of this transaction could be delivered to his door by himself.

But Xiao Qian is really not good at doing things.

Thinking of his confident look in the restaurant, why would someone run away today?

If she hadn't bumped into him, Wang Qin might have survived.

But it's such a pity.

Wang Qin, Wang Qin.

This is really God wanting you to die.Since God doesn't want you to escape your life today, how can she refute God's good intentions.

"Do you know who I am?"

Wang Qin didn't know why he suddenly asked this question, but he also noticed something unusual.

And Zhao Yuan didn't need the other party's answer and directly said his name:

"Princess Changle."

county lord?

Wang Qin's face was filled with joy. As far as he knew, the princess was also a member of the Fifth Highness, but his happy expression did not last for a second.

It happened that another bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the entire night sky. The next moment, he heard a ghostly sound.

"This princess will accept your fate today."

After saying that, Zhao Yuan took out a self-defense dagger from his arms.

The moment the dagger was unsheathed, a cold light flashed across Wang Qin's eyes.

Before he had time to react, a sharp pain came from his chest the next second.

A dagger stabbed neatly into his heart.

Wang Qin stared with frightened eyes, his face full of disbelief.

"county……"

Before he could finish a word, Zhao Yuan pulled out the dagger and stabbed it into the heart again.

This time Wang Qin was completely silent.

Zhao Yuan deliberately stabbed him several times to make sure that he was really dead before removing the dagger.

Use his clothes to wipe away the blood stains on it.

It was obvious that she had just killed someone, but her expression became more and more joyful, and she calmly put the cleaned dagger into her chest.

The moment a light worker stood up and left, another bolt of lightning flashed across the sky. The rain that had been going to fall for a long time finally fell in a steady patter.

In the dark alley, the man's body was covered with knife holes, lying on his back in a pool of blood.

His eyes were wide open, as if he was looking in one direction in horror, without closing his eyes.

The rain kept washing over his body, and finally the blood underneath him mixed with the rainwater, forming long streams outward...

The next day, early in the morning after the heavy rain, the sun had not yet come out, and there was still a hint of coolness from last night in the air.

At dawn, the shops on the street have come out piecemeal and are ready to start doing business.

A street vendor works from dawn to dusk carrying a load to make a living.

As usual, he came to the place where he set up a stall.

Just as I was about to remove the pole from my shoulders, I accidentally stepped on water stains and slipped. In an instant, I put my hands on the ground and barely managed to squat down without falling.

"Ouch."

The street vendor suddenly felt unlucky, thinking that he almost fell to pieces so early in the morning.

Because it rained last night, the ground was wet, and his hands on the ground were stained with water.

He stood firm and prepared to wipe his hands with his clothes, but found that the water on his hands was still dark red.

Suddenly he glanced at the ground at his feet with some doubts, and saw that something was indeed different.

The water in the water looked a bit like blood, but not quite like it.

He bent down, took a closer look, and then took a few steps into the alley in the direction of the water flow.

He saw that the red color was getting darker and darker, and he suddenly stopped walking and felt a drum in his heart.

He tentatively walked a few steps in, and when he saw the corner, his legs and feet went weak again, and he almost collapsed to the ground in fear.

He ran out crawling on the ground, shouting in horror:

"It's not good, it's dead, it's dead..."

Like vendors, there are many people coming to this street to do business. In the blink of an eye, many people have set up stalls one after another.

His panic and shouting immediately attracted attention.

(End of this chapter)