Seeing the man in black escape, Shu Yao quickly returned to Feng Chen. Seeing him leaning against the tree with difficulty, she asked worriedly: "Little brother, how are you?"
Feng Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. The piercing pain made him unable to breathe: "It's okay, it's a minor injury. I won't die."
"Let me see if there are any vital injuries?" Shu Yao looked at the injuries nervously.
"I'm fine. Boss, why were we assassinated as soon as we left the house? Who wanted to kill you?" Feng Chen frowned, looking thoughtfully at the men in black with broken limbs all over the ground.
Shu Yao half-crouched in front of Feng Chen, neatly pulled off a piece of fabric from the hem of her skirt, carefully bandaged Feng Chen's wound, and said with self-reproach:
"Be patient, luckily it didn't hurt any vital parts, and your three-legged cat skills were not in vain. It seems that I have to train you properly. I'm really afraid that I won't be able to protect you if I don't do it in time."
The sight of the wounds made Shu Yao feel heartbroken. She complained angrily: "You said, if you have a problem, what should I do if I am alone in this poor place? Our brother and sister were not killed by our ex-boyfriend, but they died.
In ancient times, were you willing?"
This is a ghostly place where people kill without blinking an eye. What should they do? How can they go back?
Seeing the distressed look in Shu Yao's eyes, Feng Chen coquettishly put his head on Shu Yao's shoulder, smiled, and comforted:
"Boss, we siblings are not going to die that easily. If such a calamity comes and we have to die together, I will not survive alone."
Shu Yao glanced at him distressedly, somewhat dumbfounded. After bandaging the wound, she looked gloomy and solemn, "Little brother, it seems that the water in Shu Mansion is very deep!"
When Feng Chen heard this, he immediately raised his head that was resting on his shoulder and asked, "Boss, did you discover something?"
"Do you remember that when we first traveled through time, Master Mo once suspected that the original owner was assassinated by Li Hui, the drunk demon of Netherworld Palace."
After hearing what Shu Yao said, Feng Chen slowly recalled: "Remember, the original owner's senior brother Mo Yu also died to save Shu Yao."
"Just now, when the leading man in black was watching me use the Sparkling Sky and the Qiankun Spin Knife, he said a few words." Shu Yao's eyes showed a chill as she continued: "The man in black said that I would kill him.
His eldest brother..."
"Also, it turns out to be you?!"
After hearing this, Feng Chen followed Shu Yao's analysis and continued:
"He came to assassinate you, and he must know your identity, so he said that you killed his eldest brother; but later he said: It was you, which means that he was surprised and knew about your other brother.
an identity.”
Shu Yao continued to think about it, getting closer and closer to the truth: "Yes, so we have never made enemies with anyone since we came to ancient times. So, except for the Nether Palace who wants to kill Shu Yao, who else have we fought against?"
Following this line of thinking, Feng Chen's head buzzed, and he said in surprise:
"Boss, when we rescued the prince, we fought against the assassination organization we encountered on the way to escape. So, you are saying..."
Shu Yao's smile froze for a moment, and he said firmly: "Yes, the person who killed Shu Yao and the person who assassinated the prince are the same organization, which is Netherworld Mansion."
"What a tragedy, boss. This dark organization, Netherworld Palace, is a devilish organization that scares the world. You said that we are alone and helpless. It's not good for anyone we meet. Why did we provoke such an organization? How can we deal with this?"
"
Feng Chen looked bitter and resentful. He encountered a powerful enemy just after traveling through time. What should he do?
"There is nothing we can do. The soldiers will stop us, and the water will cover us up!" Shu Yao sighed secretly, and her heart became heavy.
"Let's go! Don't say anything when you get back home. Just listen to my arrangements." Shu Yao helped Feng Chen up and did not forget to explain.
Feng Chen turned his head to look at her without knowing why, and asked doubtfully: "Why? You can't talk about being assassinated?"
"I can't say, I'm afraid that my mother will be worried. Besides, I want to wait and see what happens and find out who is behind this." Shu Yao analyzed it secretly and had a plan in her heart.
Feng Chen said with determination on his face, "Yes, if the enemy moves me, I won't move. How can the people in the dark be willing to accept it if they know that we are not dead? Therefore, they will definitely make the next move."
When Shu Yao heard this, Shuiwan's beautiful eyebrows were frivolous and she joked: "Hey! Have you become smarter?"
Feng Chen raised his head arrogantly and said, "Well, you don't want to see who you are with?"
"Ouch!" Feng Chen accidentally stretched the wound, grinning and moaning, "It hurts me to death."
"Let me talk, be careful of your injuries." Shu Yao scolded lightly, with a look of distress on her face.
The night was dark, and it was already very late when the two of them returned to Shu Mansion. As they passed a corner of the corridor, Shu Yao glanced inadvertently from the corner of her eye and discovered a female figure hiding in the darkness around the corner.
A flash of light appeared in Shu Yao's sharp eyes, and she leaned into Feng Chen's ear and whispered:
"There is someone staring at us at the corner." After saying that, Shu Yao pretended to be injured, supported Feng Chen, and limped forward.
"Who is it?" Feng Chen was confused and wanted to look back, but Shu Yao grabbed him and said in a low voice: "Don't look back. Although you can't see clearly, judging from the figure, it should be the girl Cuizhu."
"That girl is spying? What is she doing? Is she spying on you?" Feng Chen was puzzled, enduring the pain and talking nonsense like a child.
Shu Yao was a little angry. When will this child grow up? He is heartless.
"You have a good sleep tonight. Tomorrow, I will put on a good show. Maybe the mastermind behind the scenes will soon surface."
Hearing this, Feng Chen smiled lowly: "Boss, you have a clever plan. Please start your performance tomorrow."
The next day, Shu Wanwan and her maid Cuizhu came to Shu Yao's courtyard. She lifted up her long skirt and stepped inside.
Before anyone arrived, a worried voice came over: "Sister?"
Shu's mother, who was sitting in the back room, was very pleased to see Shu Wanwan so worried. She sat on the side of the bed, tucking the corner of the quilt from time to time, and said softly:
"Yao'er, you see, Wanwan is also very worried about you. I heard that you were sick and came to see you early in the morning."
"Yeah!" Shu Yao responded almost inaudibly, secretly cursing in her heart: We will know soon if it is true or false.
At this time, Shu Wanwan came over anxiously with red eyes. She lay on the bedside, took the initiative to hold Shu Yao's hand, and asked with concern:
"Sister, I heard that you were injured? Is it serious? Has the doctor seen it?" As he said this, he looked up and down with a very nervous and worried look.
"Tell me, how could you, a child who grew up in the mountains, encounter such a thing as an assassination? Are you so scared?"
Shu's mother, who was sitting nearby, was startled when she heard this. She looked at Shu Yao with worry on her face and asked:
"Assassination? When did this happen? Yao'er? Are you injured? You child, how could you hide it from your mother? You even lied about being cold, you want to scare me to death!"
Shu Yao leaned against the head of the bed, her cold eyes suddenly raised, staring closely at Shu Wanwan, her original waveless smile faded away, replaced by a look of frost on her face.
"Sister Wan, I didn't mention my murder to anyone. How did you know about it?"
When Shu Wanwan heard this, she was suddenly startled and panicked. She knew that she had fallen into a trap set by Shu Yao!
Her eyes flickered, she let go of Shu Yao's hand, and said in a low voice: "This...sister also heard what my servant said."
Shu Yao suddenly sneered: "Oh? I didn't inform anyone about my murder last night. I just told my mother that I got cold when I got home late. I wonder which servant is talking nonsense?"
When Shu's mother heard this, she understood the mystery of the conversation between the two. Is there any misunderstanding between the two sisters?
Shu's mother stroked the top of Shu Yao's hair with her old hands and asked anxiously: "Yao'er, tell mother, what happened yesterday? Were you injured?"
Shu Yao met Li's worried gaze and explained patiently: "Mom, I am not injured. Senior brother Feng Chen was slightly injured. I bandaged him last night."
Hearing this, Shu's mother's heart dropped, "That's good, you're going to scare me to death."
Shu Wanwan lowered her eyes, racking her brains to think about how to explain it. At this time, she saw the green bamboo on the side, and her plan came to her mind.
"Mom, I only found out this morning. My girl Cuizhu's cousin was on his way back from the flower viewing party. He accidentally saw several masked men in black fighting with a man and a woman. The scene was very bloody."
"He was too scared and didn't dare to step forward. He just vaguely saw a figure that seemed to be his sister. Therefore, I learned through Cuizhu this morning that my sister might be injured."
After saying that, Shu Wanwan's bright eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist, looking pitiful.
When the girl Cuizhu heard this, she hurriedly stepped forward and explained: "Yes, madam, my cousin said it, so I knew about it and told the lady immediately."
"So that's it, you should report it to the official if you encounter this kind of thing." Shu's mother, Mrs. Li, was simple-minded and didn't think deeply at all. She asked worriedly: "Yao'er, you have followed the master for many years in the mountains. Who have you offended?
?"
Perhaps Shu's mother would believe her because of Shu Wanwan's appearance, but to Shu Yao, she was just a green tea spirit, and she had long seen through her artificiality and vicious side.
Shu Yao's heart was like a mirror. This explanation was too far-fetched. Shu Yao had set up a trap from the beginning. From the moment she entered the house, she fell into the trap laid by Shu Yao.
Shu Wanwan thought she was smart and came over to pretend to care, but what she said revealed everything.
Shu Yao saw through her act of throwing herself into a trap, and seeing her panic, she started to panic again.
"Had I not heard from my mother that there was a flower festival on the outskirts of the city, and she was curious for a moment, my daughter would not have rushed to take a look. As a result, she got lost and was assassinated."
"By the way, mother, those men in black who assassinated my daughter set up an ambush there. My daughter doesn't understand. How did they know that her daughter was going to the Flower Awards?"
Shu Yao finished speaking pointedly, staring into Shu Wanwan's eyes with burning eyes, as if she had the penetrating power to see through everything, making Shu Wanwan's eyes flicker.
Upon hearing this, Shu's mother looked horrified and looked at Shu Wanwan with doubts in her heart. How could this... be possible? "Flower Awards? It was Wanwan who said..."