The silly concubine said: close the door and let the prince go

Chapter 482 Night Yin Time ([-])

Shen Qiaoyan's face was still cold, but she didn't seem to want to embarrass the soldiers, so she just stood there for a moment and then turned back.

Several guards held lamps and looked at each other.

After Shen Qiaoyan returned to the hall, the soldiers guarding the sleeping hall dared to speak.

"It's a good thing he wasn't lost, otherwise we would really have raised our heads to see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." A soldier in the lead breathed a sigh of relief, leaning his back against the pillar outside the front hall door, and said happily.

"That's right, but it's strange to say, how could there be an assassin?" Another soldier asked in confusion.

"That's right. Normally, not even a fly can fly into the imperial palace, let alone the Prince's Palace. What's wrong today?"

"The assassin is also strange, he left without picking up anything." A soldier rubbed his chin and frowned.

"Don't even think about it. Fortunately, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has not been in the Crown Prince's Hall these days, otherwise we might not be able to return to the barracks."

"Yes, yes."

The people outside the door were talking happily, but they ignored the fact that the walls have ears.

Shen Qiaoyan, who was sitting on the bed, listened casually to the people outside the door, with a cold face.

Are there assassins tonight?
Shen Qiaoyan recalled the scene where the fire in the hall was extinguished instantly and there were no heavy soldiers guarding the door. Obviously, this was not a coincidence.

Now they are talking about assassins again.

That's even more obvious. Someone deliberately attracted their attention, and the purpose should be to get her out of the dormitory.

Could it be that the appearance of Jun Zechen is related to the assassin?
Shen Qiaoyan was thinking, but her brows were frowned involuntarily.

"Three days later, at night Yin time, the cliffs on the outskirts of the city?" Shen Qiaoyan murmured while thinking.

"The cliff on the outskirts of the city." Shen Qiaoyan certainly had an impression of this place, but why did Jun Zechen choose that place to meet her?
Shen Qiaoyan took a deep breath, rolled her eyes around, then reached out and lifted the quilt beside her to cover her body, followed by lying down.

Since you can't figure it out, then go and find out in three days.

Thinking up to this point, Shen Qiaoyan simply closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.

It was night, with a cool breeze blowing, and the dark sky with overlapping layers of clouds enveloped the earth like a devil's palm.

On the outskirts of the city, a dilapidated post station.

A paper lantern was hung at the gate of the station, and the cool wind swayed the light of the fire, and there was no unnecessary noise except for the rustling leaves rubbing against each other.

But at this time, a purple dress was standing upright in front of the door of this dilapidated inn, and the flickering firelight above her head, shining on her flickering cold face, was very scary.

She clasped her hands behind her back and stood motionless in front of the station door, as if she was quietly waiting for something.

After a while, a black shadow flew from the forest in the distance, and stopped behind her. The cool wind lifted the black ponytail at the back of her head, and a rush of cold air overflowed.

"My lord." The visitor knelt on one knee and was about to report something, but he paused again, with a look of embarrassment on his face, as if he didn't know whether to say yes or not.

"Say!" the woman shouted coldly.

"Yes!" The kneeling man in black nodded, and reported truthfully, "You are so incompetent, Mr. Bai Xiao, we have been chasing him for several days and still have no results."

The man in black held his breath, his heart hanging by a thread, and he didn't even bother to pay attention to the cold sweat on his forehead sliding down his cheeks.

"Useless thing! Go to hell!" The woman's cold and stern voice fell like a long sword in the air. She spoke quickly, but the words were still spreading in the dark night, and the head of the man in black behind the woman was already dead. landed.

(End of this chapter)