The cloak was handed over to the maid to take away.

After dinner, Zhang dragged his tired body to walk through the corridor full of lanterns and returned to the bedroom. The maid quickly closed the door and retreated.

Taking off the outer clothes, the woman sat in front of the bronze mirror and took off the swaying swaying on her hair bun. The beauty reflected in the bronze mirror had her once tender skin climbed up to wrinkles, and her bright eyes gradually lost its luster. There were a few white hairs mixed in the front hair on her forehead. She had been in charge of the Zhen family for ten years, and she never complained. When she occasionally thought of her deceased husband, she would have tears in her dreams that wet the wooden pillow.

I am old... She looked at herself in the bronze mirror and sighed.

At this moment, the monotonous footsteps in the room sounded, and Zhang frowned and looked slightly over the beautiful outline, "Manager Jian, I have always liked to come to a woman's room secretly? Are you not afraid that your master will kill you with one knife?"

"Mrs. Zhen was joking. You know, the Zajia is a castration person and has been in the palace..." The footsteps approached, and a hoarse and sharp voice came slowly, "... I have served the late emperor, and there are many concubines in the harem. The late emperor may not have cut down on me, the miserable person."

Zhang didn't know what he wanted to say, but he didn't take the conversation and gently disbanded his bun. His long hair fell down softly and sprinkled on his slender shoulders. At the same time, he continued to listen to the other party's words.

The strong figure walked behind the woman and stopped, with a smile on her face. She stared at the other person's back and the face in the bronze mirror. Her voice was slightly joyful: "...... Although my master is easy to kill, he is definitely not a person who kills. What's more, the master took in the homeless Jian Shuo. Even if he cut it, the Za Family would happily stretch his neck. This time he was able to catch Yuan Xi successfully, and the Za Family's head was saved."

"Mi'er was not injured, right?" Zhang frowned slightly.

"Ling Yuan is very filial, so he naturally obeys Mrs. Zhen's words." Jian Shuo reached out to take a pot of wine on the desk and poured it slowly: "Mrs. are so smart, and my daughter must be smart too." He brought the wine over and put it next to the bronze mirror. "This was given by Mr. Li, the master who was beside the master when the family came, but it was a good wine."

The woman in front of the bronze mirror did not move. Looking at the rippling wine, she suddenly thought of something. She suddenly wanted to get up and open her mouth to shout. The voice rolled around her mouth, swallowed it back, and sat back dejectedly, her lips trembled slightly, and after a while, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Actually, the smartest one is Gongsun Zhi. Others always thought that she was a reckless man who was easy to kill, a guy who only knew how to fight... Everyone was deceived by him, right?"

"As a slave, you can't talk about your master." Jian Shuo smiled and pushed the wine over, "It's better to drink it, Ling Yuan will not be treated harshly in the future."

Zhang didn't look at Najue's wine, and sucked in, "Is Gongsun Zhi interested in my Zhen family industry?"

"No, no..." The fire shone on the eunuch's figure and stuck it on the window frame, shook his head: "Mrs. Zhen, don't get me wrong. My master doesn't like people from both ends of snakes and rats. Your Zhen family is in Jizhou. The horses you got from the north over the years were sold to Yuan Benchu ​​and married his daughter. At this moment, he is willing to work with my master inside and outside and stab Yuan Shao. If this happens, my master is worried about whether you will treat him like today in the future. So... Madam is so smart, it's better to go early."

"That's not what Gongsun Zhi forced!"

The woman sitting in front of the bronze mirror suddenly became excited and looked at the eunuch, "How do you think I got it until now? I'm dying, yes! But I hope Gongsun Zhi can protect anyone in my Zhen family from losing money!"

"This is OK. After all, except for the Zhen family in Jizhou, there will be other Li families. Zhang family will emerge, so it is better to make a controlled Zhen family safer."

Zhang looked at him for a while, his eyes turned red.

"...In fact, Lao Shi is also afraid of death. I heard that people who drink poisonous wine are ugly and painful. Lao Shi doesn't want his children to see me as a terrible appearance. You have been in the palace for a long time. Is there any way for Lao Shi to make Lao Shi look better?"

Jian Shuo looked at the woman sitting back in front of the bronze mirror with a smile, "There are naturally other ways for the Zajia family." He smiled and said, taking out a piece of silk from his arms, putting it in the copper basin to wet it. His voice continued: "At that time, when the Zajia family was with the late emperor, he always had to do some unclean things and clean those women that His Majesty disliked, but he couldn't let people know that His Majesty was fed up with the old and old... The word "sudden death" was good, and it could also block everyone's mouth."

The infiltrated silk was taken out of the water surface, and without wringing it out, he folded it back and forth a few times and spread it in his palms, then walked towards Zhang. Without waiting for the other party to react, he covered her mouth and nose with both hands, and pressed her jaw and nose hard.

The woman widened her eyes, and was stimulated by death, and she could not help but struggle instinctively. Her hands tightly clamped the eunuch's hands, trying to pull her arms away and breathe air. Her feet wearing embroidered shoes arched, rubbed against the ground hard under the hem of her skirt, kicking around, and the light on the table fell to the ground and went out.

In the black, only a slight whimper... sound was heard subtly.

In the sound from his mouth, the torn fingers pinched into a fist and beat the strong body. The body that kept swinging and struggling gradually became weaker. In his eyes, his eyes rolled.

"...Don't worry, you will die without any trace, no one can see it..." Jian Shuo hugged the woman and said softly from behind. After a while, his arched soles kicked off his shoes, revealing his white ankles, and shook on the ground for a few more times before he could completely stop moving.

Jian Shuo explored his pulse and then picked up the body in his arms and placed it on the bed. He cleaned the dust on his feet, made the quilt messy, and half fell to the ground. He looked like he died suddenly and died suddenly, and then he put the silk into his arms.

A creaking sound.

Gently pushing the rear window open a little, pouring out the liquid in the wine pot and putting it back in place. After doing everything, Jian Shuo glanced at his body that was gradually losing its temperature in the darkness, quietly walked out of the window, and soon disappeared into the shadow of the corner.

The body, which gradually lost its temperature, quietly went out of the window and soon disappeared into the shadows in the corner.

At night, the huge city was lighted like stars. Perhaps it was a good weather during the day. In this day, a large number of horse-riding soldiers kept leaving the city with torches, searching along the official road towards the nearby foothills and fields. Occasionally, they saw one or two carriages and ox carriages. A large group of people chased after them and stopped to check. The continuous and moving fire spread across the Zhen family's village, and then went further away. No one would notice that a life here disappeared at this time.

The next day, the news that Zhang's sudden death, Yuan Xi and Zhen Mi were kidnapped reached Wuruan Pass in the north. It was already mid-May, but before that, the war finally burned violently.
Chapter completed!