An assassin? Call me the Master of Raising Prices!

The three of them bowed and exchanged a few words with Zhao Jue, then rode away on horseback and mobilized troops to do things overnight.

After the three of them left, Xuanwu turned around and waved, and ordered the two men in black who ran over: "Assign a few of our people to watch the city gate and the river. Anyone who dares to break out of the city or is suspicious can be killed without reporting!"

"Remember, the assassin is a woman."

The two men in black listened carefully and did not move at all. Only after Xuanwu finished speaking did he nod and disappear into the night.

The two people who were half lying on the chairs also recovered some strength and supported each other to get on the carriage. Xuanwu drove the car himself and sent the two back to the post station.

The rhythmic tread of the horse's hooves on the stone road became farther and farther away.

However, Zhao Jue and Zhuque in the carriage, as well as Xuanwu who was driving, did not notice that a figure appeared in the darkness in the ruins of Mingyue Tower behind them.

After taking a look at the carriage going away, he jumped lightly and followed along the path.

After going around and around and returning to the post station, Xuanwu helped the two people get off the carriage and drove away.

Although Zhao Jue and Zhuque were both injured and weak, they had no problem walking. The two supported each other for a while, then went their separate ways and returned to their respective rooms.

Sitting under the eaves outside the room, Zhao Jue looked at the bloodstained clothes and couldn't help shaking his head and smiling bitterly. He called the clerk to fetch water, intending to take a bath and change into clean clothes.

While the clerk was fetching water, he closed his eyes and reviewed what happened tonight. This has been a habit of his for many years, looking for places he had not considered and improving the deficiencies.

After going through it twice in his mind, he found that his biggest shortcoming in the whole thing was that he underestimated the enemy and overestimated himself.

The previous two times of luring the snake out of the hole and luring the king into the urn were too smooth, which made his confidence so high that he did not consider it completely and make adequate preparations.

Of course, the unstable mentality during the process was also a major reason. If Wangshu hadn't tricked him out, there wouldn't have been the fight later, and he could have gotten away smoothly.

"Alas." Zhao sighed and shook his head helplessly, "It seems that I was too impatient."

Fortunately, he didn't lose his mind and rushed in alone, and he knew to let Zhuque follow him. I can only say that it was a blessing in disguise!

When he was immersed in thinking, he was interrupted by the voice of the clerk, "Sir, the water is ready, do you want to wash now?"

"I'll wash now." Zhao stood up with the help of a chair and walked into the room.

Close the doors and windows, take off your clothes and sit in the big basin. The warm feeling slowly permeated the whole body, and the tired body seemed to have recovered a little strength.

"Comfortable." Zhao closed his eyes and let out a long breath.

After checking his body, he found that the outside was fine, but the inside was a mess. The true qi was so disordered that it was difficult to even run. Every major acupoint seemed to be pressed by a stone. Once you try to run the true qi, it will be a series of needle-like stabbing pains.

The most troublesome thing is that there is a strange Qi dormant in the body. It's okay if the Qi is not circulated. Once the Qi is circulated, this strange Qi will wander in the meridians and acupoints, hindering the circulation of the Qi.

Like a tiger blocking the road.

But with his physical condition, he has no way to expel this Qi, and can only let it stir up trouble. After all, his Qi can't flow smoothly, let alone expel it.

"It's a big loss..." Zhao Jue felt bitter, but he could only bear it. Who said that this mistake was made by himself?

After taking a white jade regenerating pill, he no longer cared about the injuries in his body. Nothing can be done, it's better to relax and have a good rest.

I hope that the effect of the white jade regenerating pill is enough, and Zhuque is alive without any serious injuries, otherwise he can only be a turtle.

"Alas..."

He shook his head helplessly, wiped his body, changed into clean clothes, and asked the clerk to carry the basin out. After a rough inspection just now, it feels like this situation where the Qi can't run, at least three or four days of recuperation are needed.

After that, it will probably take more than a month to fully recover. Unless there is some healing medicine, it will take more than half a day.

Thinking of this, Zhao regretted it again. Just when he was about to blow out the candle and go to bed, he faintly smelled a light fragrance.

After carefully distinguishing for a moment, it was a drug.

Zhao couldn't help but be shocked. He had just been seriously injured, and there was an assassination immediately. Isn't this a house leaking and raining?

But he didn't dare to act rashly at this time. He couldn't use the Qi, and he didn't have any confidence. It's better to pretend that he didn't find it as usual, wait and see, and then find a way to break the situation.

So he blew out the candle first, and took the antidote quietly when the room became dark. Then he took off his shoes and lay down on the bed normally, pretending that he didn't find anything.

I don't know how long it took, Zhao was almost sleepy lying on the bed. Just when he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly heard a "creak" from the window.

Zhao Jue was instantly alert. He held the dagger tightly in his hand, lowered his breathing, closed his eyes and listened to the movement.

He heard the sound of someone landing softly and the window closing. Then there was the sound of someone walking softly, but judging from the direction of the sound, the other party was indeed coming towards him.

Unexpectedly, the sound stopped in front of the bed. Zhao Jue did not dare to make any rash moves. Although he was curious, he still pretended to be asleep.

After a while, he put a finger under his nose to see if the drug was effective. After confirming that it was effective, he touched down to his chest.

Zhao was shocked. What was he doing? Was he trying to rape her? Why was he touching her chest? Wouldn't it be faster to kill her by slitting her neck?

Damn it, didn't he meet an unprofessional colleague? If he stabbed her in the stomach, wouldn't that hurt like hell?

Thinking of this, Zhao no longer hesitated and jumped up instantly. He held the dagger in reverse, not caring whether he could see it or not, and stabbed it first.

But thoughts are thoughts, and reality is reality. As soon as he raised the dagger, his wrist was firmly grasped. Feeling his wrist being grasped, Zhao opened his eyes and saw a cold and elegant face.

Wangshu! I don't know what happened, but her face became even paler. Zhao was so depressed that he softened.

"Beautiful, beautiful lady, hello, long time no see." Zhao's voice was a little trembling. It was okay for the roof to be leaking and it rained all night, but it was a heavy rain!

But Wangshu ignored Zhao and just sat down next to the bed, seeming very tired. He asked calmly, "Are you afraid of me?"

"No, no, not at all. Ah no, yes, a little, hehe."

Seeing this, Zhao Jue had to respond with forced laughter, looking around to see if there was anyone who could save his life.

Unfortunately, there was no one at all, let alone people.

Wangshu ignored his little thoughts. He didn't say anything, just pressed Zhao Jue's hand and grabbed it towards his chest.

Zhao Jue was startled. No, what are you doing? You just came in and took off my clothes?

He kicked and struggled while whispering, "If you want to kill me, can you be more straightforward? Don't play this game!"

"I would rather die than surrender!"