Eleven's heart was so frightened that she wanted to jump out of her body. She also saw clearly the assassin's attire. He was dressed in black clothes that were suitable for walking at night. His eyebrows were as deep as knives, his nose was resolute, and his figure was tall. His left arm was stabbed by a knife.
The wound was not deep, but the flesh and blood were split.
On the eleventh day, she got up and went to bed. There was no other medicine here, but there was as much medicine as needed to treat injuries.
After a while, she started applying medicine to the assassin.
"You are not afraid that I will kill you."
Listening to this tough voice but not daring to speak loudly, Eleven answered honestly, "I'm afraid."
"Afraid? Then you still dare to approach me?"
As he started to tie the bandage, Shiyi said, "Just don't kill me just to please you."
"Hmph..." the assassin smiled, reaching out to pick up the iron chain that locked Eleven, "I consider myself to be very skilled, but I was still discovered by the Dongzhao guards. Is King Dongzhao afraid that you will fly? You actually used such a clumsy technique.
Chains to lock you up?"
It doesn't matter whether the chain is thick or clumsy. What's important is that with this chain, she can't fly out of Dongzhao Palace. "What are you testing me for?"
"It's nothing, but I know I'll be safe hiding here with you."
The assassin's guess was good, and Eleven knew what he was planning. Qi Mingye has never set foot in Chunhua Palace since that day. Now, Chunhua Palace is more like a restricted area. Even she often visits her here on weekdays.
The fourteen girls who made fun of me stopped coming.
"As long as you are in Dongzhao Palace, the king will definitely find you." Qi Mingye seems to have clairvoyance. Otherwise, why would she be chased by him every time when she has run away so many times?
The assassin poured himself a glass of water, as if he didn't care, "Whatever, I won't leave Dongzhao Palace easily anyway."
He seemed nonchalant, but Eleven was still catching the flash of strangeness in his eyes. "You must kill the king?"
The assassin drank the water, looked at Eleven and laughed frivolously, "Are you distressed?"
Upon hearing this answer, Eleven was a little at a loss. She wanted to escape from Qi Mingye. She even hated him to the core. She wanted to leave without touching the memories related to this person, but she never thought about letting Qi Mingye die. "
You can't succeed."
During Eleven's silence, his face was calm, but his eyes were changing rapidly. The assassin had no time to be curious, but couldn't help but tell her his true thoughts, "Don't worry, I came to Dongzhao Palace to save people. Besides, I don't need to kill him, I want to kill him anyway.
There are countless people.”
What does he mean?
The assassin looked at Eleven's serious eyes and felt amused, "She is really a woman locked in a deep palace. Don't you know that there are rumors that Helian and Chudu are teaming up to deal with Dong Zhao?"
Nonsense, if Chudu wanted to join forces with Helian to deal with Dong Zhao, how could Chudu send Princess Silan over for marriage? Eleven rolled his eyes at the assassin, walked to the dressing table and took out the key and silver hairpin from the drawer.
In the hand, this is the only useful weapon in the entire dormitory.
She went back to bed and lay down. Eleven was really sleepy, but she didn't dare to sleep. But the assassin found it boring and fell asleep on the small couch.
The next day, Cinnabar's footsteps sounded outside the palace, awakening the two people in the palace at the same time. Eleven sat up suddenly, and the assassin quickly hid behind the curtain.
On the 11th, I woke up too hard, my head felt dizzy, and my chest felt tight and nauseated.
As soon as Zhu Sha opened the door and went to bed, she saw her master covering his chest with one hand and rubbing his temples with the other. He hurriedly put down the copper basin and asked, "Master, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? I will go and find the imperial doctor right now.
"
Holding Zhusha's leaving hand, Eleven smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, I just didn't sleep well last night."