Qiucao looked at the assassin who was constantly struggling under the guard's halberd and scolded "Mu Zhaoyu was inhumane", and his mood was really complicated.
There are only four of them at the scene except for the guards. Neither Madam Li nor the guards were assassinated. She is currently called Li Yingrong, the second prince is called Mu Zisong, and Mu Zhaoyu is the third prince. Naturally, the assassin is about to assassin.
And it's like...
But why did she rush over to save people? Isn’t it just right if the third prince was stabbed to death? She doesn’t have to continue to be a mistress and speak freely.
Qiucao was very upset and her intestines were almost regretful.
>o
The swearing assassin was taken away by the guards, and the four people who had just experienced the assassination were silent, as if they had not come back to their senses from the incident just now.
The scene was silent.
After a while, the third prince said, "I'll leave first, be careful with my second brother and sister-in-law."
After speaking, he looked at Qiucao meaningfully and led the guards away.
Qiucao was so embarrassing and sensible that he was seeing through something. Somehow, he opened his eyes with guilt, although Qiucao didn't understand what he was guilty of.>o
The third prince led Mama Li to the carriage. The four-horse carriage ran with the whip in the driver's hand, and gradually drove away from everyone's sight.
Looking at the four-horse carriage that was gradually moving away, Qiucao suddenly felt a sense of mission that could be far away.
I stole the list of his staff from Mu Zichun. Qiucao sighed. I wonder what the third prince will do about these people at that time? I will kill all the people directly, or will I use them for myself like Li Shimin?
If she directly killed Jue Jue, then she would be her biggest accomplice... Qiucao couldn't help but shivered and instantly felt that her sin became serious.
Mu Ziseng shouldn't let his staff be killed so easily!
Thinking of this, Qiucao turned his head to look at the people around him. He originally wanted to take a look, but he actually met Mu Zichun and looked at him, and even had a hint of joy.
Apart from the assassin incident, was there something else that was happy just now? Or, something was wrong with her?
Qiucao looked down at himself with a puzzled look. Except for the dust on the corners of the mopping clothes, he found nothing wrong. So he looked up again, looked at Mu Zichun inquiry and said, "What, what's wrong?"
Mu Zifeng: "You know differently from what I used to know."
Hearing this, Qiucao's heart skipped a beat, and a huge cold sweat was scratched on the back of her head, and she thought to herself in fear: Could it be that her identity was exposed!
What should I do now? Should I admit that I am a spy sent by the third prince, or just run away?
>o
Qiucao laughed dryly, took a small step back secretly, and nervously denied, "No, no, I'm not different..."
"No!" Mu Zifeng suddenly looked stale, and his whole body seemed extremely solemn, and he said firmly: "I must be, you are different from before!"
It's over! Sure enough, the identity of the spy was discovered! But... how did this Mu Ziseng discover his identity!
Qiucao Kuannoa was crying, her hands under her wide sleeves grabbed the hem of her skirt tightly, and her nerves in her body collapsed, and she was ready to escape at any time.>_
Mu Zifeng: "The princess never looked at me before, let alone rushed over to save me."