If he really betrays his comrades every time, it shows that he is greedy for life and afraid of death and selfish.
People who are desperate to protect themselves are suitable for traveling alone, not for teamwork.
But unfortunately, Yan Qinglin would never let a killer go out alone to perform tasks.
Yan Qinglin couldn't trust even a killer he had trained with his own hands.
She has suffered too much betrayal.
The gang at Huiping's pawnshop, and Xia Zhaoxue who betrayed her completely!
Even now, thinking about it brings me heart-breaking hatred!
Therefore, the so-called team collaboration is actually about supervising each other and reminding each other to be loyal.
"Yu Xiang," Yan Qinglin said, "every word you said is true?"
"It's true, madam, I would never dare to lie to you."
Yu Yanchi also said: "Madam, just ask Chu Zheng to confront you."
"Chen Zhiwei," Yan Qinglin looked over, "go call Chu Zheng."
"yes."
The frozen lake is pure silver, with a flat mirror ten miles away. On the bank, only dead trees are left of the weeping willows, wilting and bowing their heads, at the mercy of the wind.
More than a dozen people were gesticulating by the lake, attacking each other with wooden sticks in their hands. Although they were not sharp swords, for the sake of practical effectiveness, the tips of the wooden sticks were cut into conical shapes.
The two girls fought the hardest.
Both of them were thin and tall, but there was no room for them in their moves. Each move hit the opponent's vital points. If the top of the stick hadn't been round and blunt, the two of them would have been riddled with holes.
Fast, neat, and strong.
Chen Zhiwei walked over quickly: "Chu Zheng!"
The voice was slightly fierce, and Chu Zheng, who had the upper hand, was distracted by this, and her opponent's wooden stick stabbed her shoulder blade.
Although it is not a sharp sword, it is really painful and you can imagine it will leave a bruise.
Chu Zheng wanted to stop, but his opponent refused and attacked again, so Chu Zheng had no choice but to fight again.
Chen Zhiwei walked up to him and said angrily: "Stop."
Looking at Chu Zheng's opponent: "Wen Dai, stop!"
The woman named Wen Dai attacked several more times before stopping.
Among all the people at that time, Wen Dai was the most skilled. Chu Zheng refused to accept it and practiced hard every day, finally catching up.
The two have fought openly and secretly over the years, and have been extremely fierce. The sticks they hold in their hands now are no different from real swords and guns.
"What do you want from me?" Chu Zheng asked with a cold face.
"Madam calls you over."
Chu Zheng put away the wooden stick and put it on the weapon rack, but before leaving with Chen Zhiwei, she paused and looked at Wen Dai: "In the competition just now, if you and I both hold swords, you will definitely die first.
And now I have injuries on my body and the whip marks on my back have not healed. You Wen Dai will always be my defeated enemy, Chu Zheng."
Wen Dai frowned angrily, watching her leave with Chen Zhiwei, feeling extremely disgusted in her heart.
Passing through the waterside pavilion and walking through the corridor, Chu Zheng wondered in her heart what the lady would do if she came to find her.
She just rushed back from Panzhou. The journey was bumpy and her back was bruised. My wife would not let her go on the mission again.
Chen Zhiwei's fierce cry just now and his current face were really ugly. After thinking about it for a while, Chu Zheng had a guess.
Arriving at the door of Yan Qinglin's study, Chen Zhiwei knocked on the door: "Madam, Chu Zheng brings you here."
It was Yu Yanchi who opened the door.
Chu Zheng had no expression on her face and walked into the house without squinting her eyes.
Yan Qinglin stood in front of the desk and watched Chu Zheng come in coldly.
In his early years, Yan Qinglin liked to wear a simple and elegant blue robe, especially the old-fashioned color, which showed his taste and temperament.
Over the years, as she became increasingly wealthy and powerful, her clothes had already begun to be inlaid with beads and jade, and entwined with gold threads.
Chu Zheng knelt down on one knee and said respectfully: "Madam is looking for me."
"Do you recognize him?" Yan Qinglin asked.
Chu Zheng looked aside and saw Yu Xiang standing in the darkness of the room, covering his head and face, looking embarrassed from beginning to end.
Chu Zheng didn't show any surprise on her face and said calmly: "Yu Xiang."
"You were in Panzhou, what happened?"
"That bitch kept chasing us. I escaped because I killed a girl. The bitch pursued me closely, so I had to escape first."
"No," Yan Qinglin's voice became fierce, "not only did you abandon Yu Xiang, you also led that little evil obstacle to Yu Xiang, letting him block your death and delay time!"
Chu Zheng lowered her head and clenched her sleeves with her palms.
"Madam, I didn't lead that bitch to find Yu Xiang. As for me escaping first, I don't think it was inappropriate. If both of them died, no one would come back to report the news. One of them got away first, that's one person."
"Bastard!" Yu Yanchi scolded angrily, "Tell the truth, did Sima Wu and Cheng Miaode die like this?"
Chu Zheng's voice was always calm: "Cheng Miaode died to protect me and Sima Wu from leaving. This can be proved by Sima Wu's letter. Sima Wu was defeated by the bitch Arina and was killed. This has nothing to do with me."
Yan Qinglin narrowed his eyes, looking at her with still sharp and cold eyes.
"Madam," Chu Zheng continued, "I know Madam won't like it when it comes to Congxin, but there is one thing I have to say, and I hope Madam will allow it."
Yan Qinglin remained silent and did not comment.
Chu Zheng acquiesced and continued on his own: "On the night when Sima Wu was killed, I hid for a night in the cracks of the narrow stone wall of Junzhensi. When I came out, my limbs were stiff and numb, as if I was disabled. Later, I killed
I found a girl who came to serve me, put on her clothes, got on her sedan chair, and finally left. It’s still like a nightmare to this day.”
"When I mention this, I just want to say that that bitch is very skilled, and few people can escape from her hands. I took advantage of the terrain and met a sedan again. What about Yu Xiang? If I really lured that Li away
, with Ah Li’s skills and cunning, madam, do you think Yu Xiang can come back? Yu Xiang’s skills are even far inferior to mine."
Yan Qinglin thought for a moment and looked at Yu Xiang.
"Madam, she is quibbling!" Yu Xiang shouted, "I did escape. She had the terrain advantage, and so did I. The old woman who was with them at the time was almost killed by me. In order to protect the old woman, they
So you neglected me!"
"What do you think?" Yan Qinglin asked Yu Yanchi.
Yu Yanchi said nothing and looked cold.
Chu Zheng then secretly said: "Madam, maybe some conditions have been negotiated before that bitch is willing to let him back."
Yu Xiang opened his eyes wide and was about to vomit blood.
First abandoned, then betrayed, he rushed back to the capital after all kinds of hardships, only to be beaten up!
Yan Qinglin is a suspicious person. Chu Zheng's words are undoubtedly pouring a spoonful of cold water into the big oil pan, causing it to crackle and the hot oil to splash everywhere.
Even Yu Yanchi looked hesitant.
"Madam, I, I don't!" Yu Xiang said, "I have never interacted with that Ah Li before, how can she trust me? Can I really do things for her if I spare my life? That Ah Li is not stupid! Why?
Give me this chance to live?"
"I'm going to ask you," Chu Zheng interrupted him, "That bitch has a lot of tricks. No one in the world knows how insidious and cunning she is. How can she trust you? How can you win her trust? You should explain it well."
Yu Xiang was trembling all over.
He was tired from traveling for many days, and he had a high fever due to the cold weather. At this moment, he felt like a ball of stuffy air had exploded in his chest. Yu Xiang was dizzy and felt like he was going to lose consciousness.
Looking up and seeing the eyes of Yan Qinglin and Yu Yanchi, Yu Xiang stood up suddenly.
"Madam, I hope you will make the decision for me! This Chu Zheng, she, she is more hateful than that bitch Ali!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Xiang rushed towards the standing copper stove on the side.
The copper stove is named Thirty-six Qingyu. It is old and elegant in shape. It is rusted every year. It was taken from the Duke of Rongguo after the city was broken and moved to this bookstore.
A bottle of Mountain Moon Spring Flower candlestick was held high outside the copper furnace, and Yu Xiang's head hit the sharp candlestick without any hesitation.
The blood from the brain instantly sprayed out and exploded all over the floor, staining the luxurious brocade rug dirty.
Chu Zheng, Yu Yanchi and others are used to seeing life and death and are numb to this idea.
Chu Zheng was even more shocked. She never expected that Yu Xiang would die to prove himself.
However, Yan Qinglin felt pain at the sight. She took a big step back, raised her fingers slightly as if to cover her mouth, and finally flicked her sleeves and turned her back to another place.
After a pause, Yan Qinglin looked at Chu Zheng with disgust.
Chu Zheng knelt on the ground, her scalp numb, and she stared at her blankly.
"What about you?" Yan Qinglin shouted, "Do you want to run into me too? Do you dare to prove it to yourself!"
"Madam, Chu Zheng is speechless," Chu Zheng lowered her head and said, "But I am not convinced, unwilling, and will not give up. I don't want to be wronged and bear this unreasonable disaster!"
"Dispose of the body first!" Yan Qinglin was upset and said angrily to Chen Zhiwei and Yu Yanchi, "This blood is hard to wash off, and the floor carpet is so precious. Pull him off quickly!"
"Yes." Chen Zhiwei and Yu Yanchi responded.
"As for you," Yan Qinglin said to Chu Zheng, "go to the quiet house first!"
