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Chapter 48 Curse me?

There is a bright moon in the sky and a gentle breeze.

Miss Mingyue sat in front of the window, holding her pointed chin with her bare hands, her beautiful eyes staring at the willow trees outside the window, the round roof, but it seemed to be unfocused...

The little maid stood behind her, her head lowered, as if a little aggrieved. There were tears in her big eyes. She blinked and the tears rolled down.

There was a gentle sob in her ears, and Miss Mingyue sighed quietly, withdrew her gaze, turned to look at the little maid, and took her hand.

"What's there to worry about? The moment we walked into Chang'an City, we had already strengthened our determination and prepared ourselves not to go back home. Now, it's just that the end has come a little faster..."

A slightly melancholy smile appeared on her pure and beautiful face, just like the cold and lonely moon outside the window, so lonely and heartbreaking.

The little maid raised her little face, and the pear blossoms in the rain became a bit mature and soft. She sobbed and said: "The city gate has been blocked, we can't escape... I am not afraid of death, but if the young lady dies, Here, the young master will definitely be sad..."

Miss Mingyue chuckled lightly, her plain white Rouyi gently touched the little maid's face, and said teasingly: "Hey, I thought you, the little maid, were loyal, but it turned out that you were not worried about me, but I can't bear to let your young master feel even a little bit sad..."

"How can there be..." The little maid blushed and twisted her petite body.

There was a sound of footsteps behind me.

A tall man walked in from outside the house, knelt down on one knee in front of Miss Mingyue, and said respectfully: "Miss, the people of 'Baiqisi' have surrounded this temple. Fortunately, the monk is still there." We're trying to stop him, but it won't take long before he's bound to rush in. Time is running out, so please act quickly!"

The little maid was a little stunned. The city gates were blocked and the place was surrounded. What else could be done? Was it a desperate charge?

Miss Mingyue's pretty face was calm, and she said softly: "I will not escape alone. I failed to assassinate the butcher Zhang Shigui this time because I designed the assassination plan wrongly, which caused you harm. Now that the matter has come to this, how can I give up?" Do you care? If we want to live, we will live together, and if we die, we will die together. Although I, Dong Mingyue, am a daughter, I cannot abandon my comrades!"

Her tone was cold, but her beautiful eyes were filled with stubbornness.

The little maid was completely stunned. This place was surrounded by iron barrels, but there was still life?

The big man said in a deep voice: "Who would have thought that the imperial court's hawks and dogs could be so powerful, and that they could detect you so quickly? Not only that, we have been operating here for five years, and there has never been a single mistake. I don’t know how those officers and soldiers found them..."

Not only was he strange, Dong Mingyue was also deeply puzzled.

When Chu Yanbo stole the crossbow, she was the one who planned it behind the scenes. She used the method of spreading suspicions and implicated many people. There were so many clues that could reveal the truth that it was extremely difficult to find out.

But in just half a day, Chu Yanbo was arrested and imprisoned.

As for the stronghold here in Daqin Temple, it was set up five years ago. There is absolutely no possibility of any mistakes. How did the "Hundred Cavalry" come to the door?

Dong Mingyue couldn't help but think of Fang Jun who temporarily joined "Hundred Qisi".

Thinking of that bastard, I gritted my teeth and felt embarrassed, and I didn't know what it felt like...

Not surprisingly, the reason why I am now in a desperate situation must be due to Fang Jun, but I don’t know what method he used to track down this place so quickly. It seems that that guy is not only good at writing, but also able to make money.

Somewhat capable...

It was just that he sneaked into Chang'an and used his identity as a Qing Dynasty servant, not just to assassinate Zhang Shigui. Now that his more ambitious goals were all aborted because of his exposure, Dong Mingyue was a little frustrated and discouraged.

"Miss, please leave immediately. If you delay any longer, I'm afraid it will be too late!"

The sweat interrupted Dong Mingyue's thoughts with a deep voice.

"Let's go together!" Dong Mingyue said beautifully, her beautiful face showing a hint of determination.

At this time, another big man walked in quickly and said urgently: "The officers and soldiers are coming in! Miss, please leave immediately!"

Dong Mingyue stood still. Although she was a woman, she was as strong as a man!

Abandoning your tribe and escaping alone?

She can't do it!

The two big men looked at each other, and both saw the other's helplessness and deep emotion, but they were even more determined to stop the pursuers with their lives!

"Miss, if you die here, the young master will be heartbroken! For the young master..."

Dong Mingyue said delicately: "Young Master, Young Master, you only have Young Master in your eyes! Am I, Dong Mingyue, your Young Master's cat and dog?"

Her pretty face was frosty, and her plump chest rose and fell rapidly, obviously very angry.

The two big men quickly knelt on the ground: "I know my mistake... The young lady is not inferior to the men, and she is the brightest pearl in the clan. How can we let the young lady perish here? If the young lady doesn't leave,

We will renounce ourselves immediately in front of you!"

The sound of footsteps came from the front yard.

The little maid said anxiously: "Miss..."

Dong Mingyue bit her lip and looked at the two most outstanding members of the clan in front of her, knowing that they could do what they said. If she insisted on not leaving, she would draw a knife and kill herself in the next moment!

Taking a deep breath, Dong Mingyue looked solemn: "Okay, I'm leaving! But I, Dong Mingyue, swear that I will kill all the hawks and dogs of the 'Hundred Cavalry' in my lifetime to avenge you!"

One of the big men hurriedly stood up, stretched out his hand to pull up a piece of bluestone on the floor under the table, revealing a dark tunnel entrance below, then retreated, knelt down on the ground again, and whispered: "Congratulations, Miss!"

The tone is calm, but it is decisive.

Dong Mingyue took a deep look at the two of them, felt slightly blessed, turned around resolutely, and jumped into the tunnel.

The little maid also followed closely behind.

The two big men looked at each other and put the bluestone slab back to its original place.

The sound of breaking the door sounded behind me...

***********

When Fang Junyu Aluoben entered this villa, the fighting had stopped.

Two assassins were lying dead on the ground, and three "Hundred Cavalry" soldiers were seriously injured. These two assassins were not afraid of death, and it was impossible to capture them alive.

Aluoben's face was so pale that there was really a murderer hiding in Daqin Temple?

He stepped forward and endured the fear in his heart, carefully looked at the two corpses, shouted "Ah" and said in disbelief: "These two are merchants from the Western Regions, and have been running the pepper business in the city for several years.

Jiu. Because of his small profit and financial constraints, he has been renting here. Who would have expected that he would be a murderer?"

Fang Jun clicked his tongue and looked around: "You didn't see Miss Mingyue?"

Li Junxian frowned and said: "No, the house has been searched, and there is no one else. I guess there must be a secret passage or something, and they have already escaped before we came."

Just as he said this, soldiers came to report: "A secret passage was found in the house. I sent people to follow it, but it has collapsed. The thief must have been prepared and destroyed the secret passage after escaping. I sent people to follow it, but it has already collapsed."

Cleaning up."

Fang Jun shook his head and said, "I'm afraid he has escaped far away!"

Li Junxian had a sullen face and was a little depressed. After chasing him here, who would have expected that these assassins would have been prepared and even dug a secret passage? No need to ask, the exit of this secret passage must be outside the city, let's pursue him now

, you won’t even see other people’s shadows.

Aluoben came over and smiled awkwardly at Fang Jun: "Good nephew... Look, I really didn't know these two people were murderers..."

Fang Jun chuckled: "Of course I believe it! But the question is, will others believe it? Will Your Majesty believe it?"

Aroben immediately grimaced, he really had a headache!

These two people have been renting accommodation in the temple for many years. If they committed such a crime at this time, who would believe it if they said that they had no knowledge at all?

If the Emperor expelled Nestorianism in a fit of anger, wouldn't his years of hard work be ruined in one fell swoop?

At this time, Aluoben completely lost his previous toughness and begged with a smiling face: "Good nephew, your father and I have a close relationship and we are brothers and sisters. Now that I am being implicated, you can't just sit back and do nothing. Later, I will definitely

Come to your door in person and ask your father to say a few kind words in front of His Majesty..."

Fang Junwei asked: "It's not that I won't help you, but so many people here have seen it, so you can't let me open my eyes and tell lies, right? Your Majesty is not easy to fool..."

Aroben gritted his teeth and weighed it in his mind. He realized that the crisis was really big, so he calmed down and made up his mind: "I have a Damascus knife hidden in the secret room..."

Fang Jun's eyes lit up: "This is not because we are blackmailing you, it is entirely of your own free will..."

Arloben is ready to cry to death, I will sacrifice your head!

You just opened your mouth to ask me about the Damascus knife. Do you really know nothing about that knife?

This little bastard really doesn't look like his father at all...


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