Chapter Twelve: The Assassin Strikes and Xichen is Hostaged
Mu Qingfei asked: "Aunt Xue has come to the capital. What do you think of the capital?"
Xue Xichen replied: "Although the capital city is prosperous, people are indifferent. Even fathers and sons, brothers, will always suspect and frame each other. They are greedy for profit and have too much power, which is not what I like. When my brother's affairs are finished, I still want to return to Jiangdu."
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"Did Aunt Xue come to Beijing with Mr. Xiao on purpose?"
"The capital is a land of tigers and wolves. I don't trust my senior brother to come alone."
"Aunt Xue has a deep affection for Mr. Xiao, which is really enviable to others." The corners of her lips raised, and she asked seemingly unintentionally, "I wonder what Aunt Xue's impression of the Fourth Prince is?"
Xue Xichen's heart skipped a beat, and she secretly wondered if Mu Qingfei, the old fox, had smelled something suspicious. She replied: "I have a gentlemanly relationship with the Fourth Prince, and I am impressed by the Fourth Prince's deep affection for the Princess.
profound."
Mu Qingfei smiled and said: "The princess is indeed a rare and extraordinary woman in the world, but she is really inferior to Aunt Xue."
Xue Xichen frowned slightly, unable to guess what Mu Qingfei's words meant. She said, "I don't dare to agree with what Prime Minister Mu said. The princess is very affectionate and sincere, she sacrifices herself to fulfill the righteousness, her integrity
Gao Liang, how can it be compared to ordinary folk girls like me."
"Has Aunt Xue ever met the princess in person?"
"I have never had this honor."
"Qing Fei is lucky enough to have met the princess in person and experienced her talent. It is really impressive."
Xue Xichen lowered her eyes, guessing Mu Qingfei's intention in saying this. When she raised her head, she still had that gentle and gentle smile, "To be praised by Prime Minister Mu, I believe the princess must be very outstanding."
Mu Qingfei smiled lightly and said, "You know how to recognize a hero with a keen eye. Although Aunt Xue is unwilling to admit it, Qingfei believes that Aunt Xue is no less inferior to the princess."
Xue Xichen's brows twitched slightly. She didn't feel happy when she heard Mu Qingfei's compliment. She said humbly: "Mu Xichen praised me! Xichen is so ashamed!"
"Of course, Young Master Xiao is also a strange person!" Mu Qingfei said with clear eyes, "When ministers enter the officialdom, most of them are outstanding in writing and knowledge, but they may not have a true mind for governing the country. Most of those who have a true mind for governing the country are like Young Master Xiao.
He lives in seclusion in the mountains and forests and doesn't hear about worldly affairs. It's not that he doesn't hear about worldly affairs. Perhaps, he's just waiting for a wise master - someone who truly appreciates and understands him."
Xue Xichen smiled, "Mu Xiang praised Xichen first and then senior brother. Is it because Mu Xiang is jealous of senior brother and is afraid that senior brother will take away the favor of the fourth prince and the emperor from you?"
"Hahahahahahaha -" Mu Qingfei laughed loudly, "Qingfei is not a humble person, but he has a liver and gallbladder to shine brightly on the world, why should he be afraid? Nowadays, hundreds of officials in the court collude with each other, form cliques for personal gain, and follow the rules
Private fraud, enriching one's own pockets, seeking personal gain without seeking great benefits, are a disaster for the people of the world! If a talented person like Mr. Xiao can be brought into the court to serve as an official, and the court can be reorganized, it will be a blessing for the people of Fengyu Kingdom. How can the Qing Dynasty not succeed
Where’s the jealousy?”
"Since Mu Xiang knows, why doesn't he do it himself?"
"Qing Fei alone is weak and unable to turn the tide."
"So, you are going to drag my senior brother into the water!" Xue Xichen glared and said angrily, "I don't want my senior brother to wade into this muddy water!"
Mu Qingfei said calmly: "I can understand that Aunt Xue cares about Mr. Xiao, but has she ever thought about Mr. Xiao? Mr. Xiao has great ambitions and is trapped in Jiangdu City all his life. Isn't this a sign of humiliation?"
Xue Xichen shook her face and refused to answer: "Women don't talk about politics, so Mu Xiang should keep these things to himself and tell his senior brother!"
"Aunt Xue has such a big temper!" Mu Qingfei chuckled and said gently: "Qingfei made an unintentional mistake. If he offends Aunt Xue, please don't blame her."
"Xichen doesn't dare!"
In the distance, there was a faint sound of noise, which attracted the eyes of Xue Xichen and Mu Qingfei to look at them at the same time. However, the tall trees obscured everything, and they could only hear the sound but not the person.
Xue Xichen asked: "Won't Mu Xiang go back to the banquet?"
Mu Qingfei smiled slightly and said, "Won't Aunt Xue go back?"
"Of course I want to go back."
"Together?"
"Mu Xiang, I'm afraid it's inconvenient to differentiate between men and women!"
Xue Xichen saluted Mu Qingfei, turned around and left, passing him slowly and walking out of the quiet courtyard. The noise in the distance seemed to be approaching gradually, and there was a smell of blood in the air.
Xichen suddenly became wary.
I could vaguely hear the guards shouting, "Assassin——"
"Catch the assassin——"
assassin?
Just when these two words came into my ears, suddenly a dark shadow flashed before my eyes. I had no time to react. I just felt my throat tightening. My strong arms went around Xue Xichen's neck, tightly trapping her in his arms. A cold light lit up, thin and thin.
The coldness pressed against her neck.
Opposite, the steel knife in the man's hand exuded powerful killing intent. The resolute and resolute sword-sharp face looked coldly at the killer behind Xue Xichen who was restraining her.
Leng Junyi!
At this moment, Leng Junyi's eyes were as sharp as a blade, and a strong aura enveloped his whole body. An invisible condensation shrouded the killer behind him, and his hair moved without any wind, just like Shura who had just returned from hell, which made people tremble with fear.
"Let her go!"
The voice was cold and squeezed out from between the teeth.
Her throat tightened, and the strength of the killer behind her made Xue Xichen frown and almost breathless. When she saw Leng Junyi's eyes suffocating, her hand holding the knife tightened again.
The killer sneered, "If I let her go, will you let me go?"
Leng Junyi's chest rose and fell violently, and his voice was loud and clear, "Let her go!"
The cold edge on Xue Xichen's neck moved slightly, and burning pain came from her neck. Xue Xichen couldn't help but frown, but remained stubbornly silent.
Leng Junyi's eyes were stifled, the sword in his hand lowered slightly, and he shouted angrily, "Bold assassin! You dare to assassinate the emperor. Do you think I will let you go if you grab a woman and stand in front of me?"
The killer behind him sneered, "Assassinating the emperor is a major crime against the nine clans. I have nothing to worry about. I die, and I don't care if I am cut into pieces. What does it matter if I kill one or two more? Humph! I have to complain! I can only do it.
I blame this woman for her bad fate, and she is destined to become a dead soul under my sword!"
Hiss - from this point of view, she really deserves her misfortune!
Xue Xichen thought sadly.
"Stop being so arrogant!" Leng Junyi scolded angrily, "The Royal Garden has already been densely packed with soldiers. It is completely covered with three layers inside and three outside. There is no way you can escape! Let her go! Don't hurt innocent people!"
"Huh! There are no innocent people in this world!" the killer said coldly, "To be able to enter the palace, one must be rich or noble! Just now, I saw with my own eyes that she and Feng Biqing teamed up to perform for Fenglong Xiang! It can be seen that her identity
Definitely not low! How could I let such a good hostage go!"
Boss! She is just a servant!
Xue Xichen was extremely sad, complaining in her heart that no matter how she presented the painting, she would be killed. Was she really having a bad time?
No! It should be said that Feng Biqing is definitely not good at all!