On the night of the broken engagement, the paranoid prince came to me crying and asking for my statu

Almost at the moment when the coachman was kicked off the carriage by him, several men in black had quietly landed on the roof of the carriage.

Hong Shui tightened the reins and was about to use inertia to throw the assassin off the carriage.

Unexpectedly, before the assassin could be thrown off the carriage, the other party had already pierced his right shoulder with a sword.

The taste of blood surged in my throat.

He gritted his teeth, snatched the sword from the man in black, and jumped off the speeding carriage with the man in black in his arms.

“Ashui!!”

Hong Xiru in the carriage was furious.

The man in black stabbed the horse's butt with a dagger. The horse felt the pain and ran towards the cliff like crazy.

The carriage was shaking so much that Hong Xiru, who was so weak that he could barely even lift a chicken, felt as if all the bones in his body were about to fall apart.

Hong Xiru felt despair in his heart——

These people were well prepared.

How could he, a civil servant, be a match for these people?

Just when he was about to give up struggling.

The sound of fighting coming from behind rekindled his hope.

Almost at the same time, the reins of his carriage were pulled by another person.

The horse, which had been running wildly due to the pain in its hind hip wound the moment before, actually stopped quietly the next moment.

It was as if the bleeding wound on the horse's buttocks was not on the horse.

Hong Xiru's eyes were fixed on the car door, and he held the dagger tightly in his hand, as if he would die together with the man in black if he opened the door.

"If I were Lord Hong, I would try to save my life at a time like this instead of doing something stupid."

The other party called him Lord Hong without any hesitation.

Hong Xiru narrowed his eyes slightly and held the dagger in his hand tighter, "You are..."

I don’t know when it started, but the sound of fighting behind me had already stopped.

The carriage door was also kicked open mercilessly.

Just as Hong Xiru was being mercilessly lifted off the carriage by a big hand like a chicken, another group of men in black had surrounded the carriage in an orderly manner.

Only then did Hong Xiru see clearly the young man who was driving him.

The man had his face covered. From the smoothness of his eyebrows, he guessed that he was probably in his early twenties. His eyebrows were slightly raised, and he seemed nonchalant, but in fact, he had a bit of murderous aura.

This kind of person must have killed many people.

Seeing Hong Xiru looking at him warily, Yi Fan smiled and bowed to Hong Xiru, "Master Hong, my master wants to see you."

"Your master?" Hong Xiru had several guesses in his mind.

Yi Fan curled his lips and smiled, "Since Lord Hong doesn't want to let Su Qishun get away with it, and doesn't want to die, then how about discussing cooperation with my master?"

Hong Xiru clenched the dagger in his hand and said nothing.

Yi Fan didn't force him to do anything.

He turned around and headed towards the place where the carriage had just wanted to go.

Hong Xiru swallowed, his heart beating so fast that it almost jumped out of his chest.

However, after seeing the dozen or so people surrounding her carriage, he finally stopped and followed Yi Fan closely.

In front of the cliff.

A tall figure in black clothes stood with his hands behind his back.

Without even turning around, he called Hong Xiru by his name.

"Hong Xiru."

The voice was hoarse and unfamiliar.

Hong Xiru didn't know the person in front of him, so he tried to go over the sphere of influence he knew in the whole of Luojing.

After making sure that he had done everything well, he whispered, "Who are you?"

The man in front chuckled and said, "It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that if I hadn't arrived in time today, you and your servants would have been dead."

It seemed that this person came specially to rescue him.

Hong Xiru lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then asked tentatively.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

The other party answered irrelevantly, "Murong Qian wants to win you over, why don't you agree to his request?"

"Are you the second prince's man?" Hong Xiru narrowed his eyes slowly and expressed his guess.

The other party still chuckled in response, "It doesn't matter who I belong to. What matters is, do you want to rescue your sister from the Marquis of Changping Mansion and pull Murong Qian down?"

Hong Xiru hesitated.

At the very least, the timing of the other party's appearance was questionable, and his purpose was also questionable. He had every reason to suspect that this was a trap set by the other party.

As if seeing Hong Xiru's hesitation, the other party sneered, "Put aside your twists and turns for now. I came here today with sincerity to cooperate with you. If you still have doubts about my motives, then..."

"What?" Hong Xiru looked defensive.

"When Murong Qian saw that the first batch of assassins he sent out did not return to report within the scheduled time, what do you think he would do?"

It was still the same flat and hoarse voice, but Hong Xiru could hear a threat in the man's voice.

Either cooperate or continue to be silenced by the Third Prince's men.

Hong Xiru didn't expect that even though he had sufficient evidence and went to Changping Marquis's Mansion aggressively today, the third prince would intervene without any reason...

"Why should I believe you?"

"Don't you believe me?" The leading man turned his head, revealing a silver evil ghost mask on his face.

In the darkness of the night, he seemed to have a halo of his own, and slowly approached under Hong Xiru's trembling gaze.

Hong Xiru could even feel the powerful aura of the person coming.

He was so pressed that he didn't even dare to breathe.

He watched the man lean over to his ear.

The cold breath wrapped around Hong Xiru like a poisonous snake's tongue, and goose bumps appeared one by one on Hong Xiru's body.

Just as Hong Xiru opened his mouth to ask the man why he suddenly approached him, the man suddenly chuckled and said casually, "If you don't believe me, you will die."

Hong Xiru was shocked, but he tried to remain calm.

"You are playing tricks on me. Don't think you can force me to submit with such a small trick."

The man chuckled again.

"Master Hong is really heartless. He just saved you, but you don't learn your lesson."

Maybe it was just too cowardly tonight.

It was fine that he was bullied by Su Qishun in the Marquis of Changping's Mansion.

He was assassinated when he left Changping Marquis' Mansion.

After being rescued with great difficulty, he was still threatened.

The character of a scholar would not allow him to degenerate.

For some reason, Hong Xiru blurted out, "Did I ask you to mind your own business?"

"Minding other people's business?" The man did not seem angry, but smiled again.

This chuckle seemed to carry a hint of sarcasm.

Before Hong Xiru could even hear the lingering sound of the man's laughter, the surroundings returned to dead silence again.

It was as if the man's appearance just now was just an illusion.

不 ...

Not an illusion.

At least, the dagger in his hand and the blood stains on his body before he got off the carriage reminded him all the time...

An empty, dark cliff.

A good place to kill someone and dump their body.

Hong Xiru ran back desperately.

Not far away, there was the carriage carrying him that was about to fall apart, and near the carriage, there was the body of the assassin that had not yet been dealt with...