Mortal Mage

The two girls practiced while chatting.

A brown scorpion was searching for food among a pile of rocks in the garden when for some reason a pair of large hands pressed down on him.

Zhang Mingxuan's legs were a little numb from squatting, and he just wanted to stretch his legs quietly by pressing on the ground among the flowers. He never expected that Jin'er and Wan'er were two night owls.

"Suck!" Zhang Mingxuan took a deep breath. He was stung mercilessly by the scorpion.

"Who is it!" Wang Wan'er slapped the sachet on her waist fiercely, a ripple appeared in the space, and in an instant a beautiful soft sword appeared in her hand.

"Come out!" Jin'er patted the sachet on her waist, and a rainbow-colored dagger stood in front of her chest.

Zhang Mingxuan raised his hands and slowly reached out. "I said I was hunted here. Do you two believe me?"

"Master Zhang?!"

Jin Er confirmed in surprise, barely recognizing Zhang Mingxuan; "I didn't expect you to be this kind of person!"

"It's a second-rank official uniform! Where did you steal it?"

Jin Er asked sternly, "Why are you spying on my young lady? How long have you been here?"

Wang Wan'er was thoughtful, as if she remembered something, and her face slowly darkened. "Master Zhang, I'm afraid you will have to give our Wang family an explanation today."

"What explanation..." Zhang Mingxuan looked blankly at the two people who pointed their weapons at him. "I was chased here! I'm not a pervert!"

“Old pervert?” Wang Wan’er raised her eyebrows, her tone full of doubt, and then she seemed to understand vaguely; “I mean, you heard something you shouldn’t have heard.”

"Sister, look at me, second rank, second rank." Zhang Mingxuan pointed at his official uniform; "As for those trivial things in the palace, I already knew about them."

"Miss, I'm afraid this second-rank official uniform doesn't look fake. How about I go and inform the master first?" Jin'er asked softly.

Wang Wan'er nodded slightly, but still held the sword in her hand.

-

The front yard of the palace.

Wang Mingde was wearing white pajamas and standing in the yard with a snake-head cane.

In the courtyard, there stood a fat eunuch wearing the blue uniform of the Attendant Bureau, and behind him were seven young eunuchs.

"Lord Wang, have you ever seen the villains from the palace escape into your courtyard tonight?" As the fat man spoke, the loose black skin on his face swayed with the corners of his mouth.

"Assholes! I thought it was His Majesty himself, but it turned out to be you bastards yelling in my palace!"

Wang Mingde squinted his eyes and glanced at the fat man's temple. Seeing the white marks, he felt nauseous in his stomach.

The snake head on the crutch in his hand slightly opened its iron eyes and stared at the fat man. The snake head spit out its tongue and showed its fangs. Wang Mingde gently stroked the snake head crutch and scolded the fat man; "Chang Zhongxian, help His Highness manage the Jiaosifang, don't think your life is too long!"

Although the snake head on the crutch in his hand was not conspicuous, everyone could see it clearly and they all stepped back half a step.

"Since Lord Wang has never seen it... then I will take my leave first. If you have any news, please inform our attendant office at any time." The eunuch named Chang Zhongxian turned around and responded respectfully, but he was disdainful in his heart.

"Get out!" Wang Mingde uttered a word softly and turned back to the house.

-

"Master, Zhang Mingxuan climbed into the yard and hid in the back garden." Jin'er reported hurriedly.

Wang Mingde frowned; "Protect him for one night first."

"Tell him that next time he can only knock on the door and not climb over the wall."

"As soon as Jin'er returned to the backyard, the housekeeper came in a panic to report, "Master, the commander of the Western Factory, Bai Zheng, has arrived and said he is here to catch the assassin."