Empress please be more ruthless

Chapter 145 The Second Murder (2)
Yuan Yong's body couldn't help shaking, and he raised his eyes to look at Feng Lingxue. It turned out that his actions were all under his control, and it was related to Song Qingtong's safety. This matter must be reported to the Lord, and he whispered: "The right guardian ..."

The night was dark and silent.

Song Qingtong lifted the quilt, got up and got out of bed, walked to the door silently, put her ear on the door and listened for a while, making sure that there was no one outside, and she used her palms to draw enough internal energy. Now the true energy in her body is very abundant, after a day of recovery , Xuanyang Gong has rushed to the sixth floor, thanks to the person who healed her poison last night, was about to knock on the door, and suddenly heard low footsteps in the yard, Song Qingtong frowned, this Who was still awake at that time?
The sound of footsteps was getting closer and closer, Song Qingtong was slightly startled, this person seemed to be heading towards this room, and hurriedly took three steps at a time and lay back on the bed.

The door lock clicked lightly, and then the door was pushed open and closed again. The sound of light footsteps was getting closer and closer, and it stopped before the bed. A corner of the quilt was lifted, and Song Qingtong quickly opened her eyes. He saw a woman in a light pink dress standing in front of him, she was the maid who brought the meal in the morning, who sent her here?
The maid in pink seemed to feel Song Qingtong's gaze. She looked coldly at the head of the bed and saw a pair of Qiushui Qiutong staring at her. She was shocked, but she was not afraid. In her impression, Song Qingtong was weak. Like a half-dead person, that's why she dared to come alone this time, with a flash of purple light in her hand, a murderous aura pierced Song Qingtong's arm, Song Qingtong watched the purple light flash by without blinking, it was a purple steel The needle was exactly the same as the one in Zi Sha's hand. The moment the steel needle pierced her arm, Song Qingtong moved her arm away like lightning, and her plain hand was already holding the maid's wrist. At the same time, she sat up and exerted force in the opposite direction, with the needle pointing towards the maid's neck. Before the girl in pink could react, the needle had already pierced her neck.

The maid in pink forgot the pain, and opened her mouth in horror. Song Qingtong's eyes flashed, and she covered her mouth before she could yell. The maid in pink's eyes widened because of fear. Turning purple, Song Qingtong tightly covered her mouth, seeing her eyes roll over and her head drooped, Song Qingtong's heart almost stopped beating, she was stunned for a moment, fingers poked under her nose, her breath was full No, she is dead!Her body trembled and she let go of her hand, and the pink-clothed maid fell stiffly on the bed.

Song Qingtong almost crawled from the bed to the floor, her heart was beating wildly without rhythm, did she kill someone?She kills!What should we do now?Who sent her?Is it Xiao Yu?It's hard to calm down, now is not the time to think about these things, this is the land of Xiluo, she might be caught before she walks too far, she turned her head to look at the woman on the bed, and gave up her heart.

Walked to the table, picked up the flint, lit the candle with trembling hands, burned the candle on the bed curtain, bed and quilt, the bed was engulfed by the flames, then tore off the fox fur cloak and clothes from the screen, and ignited After throwing it on wooden tables, wooden chairs and other flammable appliances, he opened the door and walked out of the room lightly. The courtyard was silent. Song Qingtong walked quickly to the courtyard wall by sticking to the root of the wall, unexpectedly someone jumped off the wall , a man covered his face with a black veil, lowered his voice and asked, "Where is the person?"

Song Qingtong was taken aback for a moment, and quickly realized that she probably recognized herself as that maid, and took advantage of her unpreparedness, she slapped the masked man's chest with her palm. The masked man backed up a few steps and spit out a mouthful of blood. Then he saw Song Qingtong's face clearly. He quickly raised his breath and turned around and jumped onto the wall. Song Qingtong was about to jump onto the courtyard. Suddenly, he heard a loud shout from outside the yard: "Catch him, catch him alive!" Immediately after that, there were noisy footsteps at the gate of the yard.

Song Qingtong's heart trembled, he touched the ground with his toes, and jumped up the tree. Just as he stabilized his figure, the gate of the courtyard opened wide, and the guards entered in a file. The man in white.

Song Qingtong only took one look, and knew that the person who came was Yun Jin, or Feng Lingxue, his heart trembled slightly, and the indignation of knowing his true identity had long since disappeared. , even concealed his true identity from Nanchao, secretly lurked in the Beiqin Palace, and became a despised male favorite. It seems that this person is ambitious, and his purpose is not only to destroy Beiqin, but also includes Nanchao !

At this time, the fire in the room was already on fire, and the window paper was reflected red by the fire. Feng Lingxue almost walked to the burning house and ordered the guards to put out the fire. There was a roar, and the figure shook.

Feng Lingxue saw Yuan Yong's appearance from the corner of his eye, his heart seemed to be split open, blood flowed out, and his heart became a hollow, trembling fingers pointed at the burning house, "She lives here?"

The voice was full of anticipation, Yuan Yong's lips trembled, and the voice stuck in his throat, Feng Lingxue's eyes had turned red, and his eyes turned to the house that was spitting out flames.

Song Qingtong couldn't see Feng Lingxue's expression from a high place, but she could see from his trembling body that he was mourning at this moment. She knew that he liked her, but how much did he like her?He drank the glass of poisoned wine in the Temple of Sacrifice to Heaven, and she was moved by his affection!But later on, especially in the dungeon, life was worse than death, if he calmed down, would he regret it?He had been lying to her until she rescued him out of the city, and he didn't confess to himself. Now that he was in another place, she could finally express the suffocation in her chest.

In the yard, the guards shuttled back and forth carrying buckets, Feng Lingxue barely suppressed the sweetness in his throat, the real energy in his chest and abdomen was rushing, the skin on his body was aching, but he didn't care about the pain, his figure flickered, and in a blink of an eye the white clothes Disappearing in the sea of ​​flames, Song Qingtong could see clearly from the tree, it was too late to stop him.

"My lord! It's dangerous!" the guard exclaimed.

Yuan Yong was full of remorse, he shouldn't have listened to Xiao Yu's nonsense, but he was still puzzled, why did King Qing set fire?Following Feng Lingxue, he rushed into the hot door, and several loyal guards also rushed in.

Song Qingtong's heart was in his throat, and he was about to jump. Suddenly, he saw a group of people flashing in from the courtyard door. The leader was a tall man in purple, with a dignified appearance, and strode hurriedly to the burning house. The raging flames were reflected in the deep eyes of the paint, and the body couldn't stop trembling. Behind him, a tall and tall man wearing a sable fur cloak walked up, his amber eyes stared at the burnt black room, illusory The voice said: "One step late."

(End of this chapter)