The fake daughter of a fallen ghost is reborn

"You even know this?"

Looking at her, Huo Wuyou had a more inquiring look in his eyes.

Xue Zhiyi remained calm: "After all, the Rong family is my relative. With this connection, I can probably find out more."

Huo Wuyou shook his head: "I guess you didn't find out this information using any legitimate method."

Hearing this, Xue Zhiyi was not annoyed, and just said, "My Lord, you ask even though you know the answer."

With a light laugh, Huo Wuyou said, "But you've got the wrong person. I just got a title, I have no official position, and I have no real power. I don't have the ability to kill people thousands of miles away."

"No." Xue Zhiyi looked at him firmly: "Your Majesty can do it."

After all, the evidence he used to slander Shen Chiyan in his previous life was not easily obtained, so she concluded that Huo Wuyou must have his own way.

"Why do you think so?" Huo Wuyou asked her back.

Xue Zhiyi looked at him with a sincere face: "Because you are Lin'an Marquis Huo Wuyou, others think that the Marquis is a playboy, not going to court, and not striving for progress, but Zhiyi doesn't think so. Last time you saved me in front of the Dali Temple, it shows that the Marquis is also a kind person, and he will definitely not tolerate evil people like Lu Yan to go unpunished."

"Using me again?" Huo Wuyou asked again, knowing the answer.

He half-closed his eyes and looked at Xue Zhiyi, only to see that Xue Zhiyi's eyes were full of admiration, as if these flattering words were all from the heart.

Seeing Huo Wuyou wanted to refuse, Xue Zhiyi quickly added: "Don't you want to see what will happen after Lu Yan dies?"

"But you..."

"Just think of it as repaying the favor you owe me, okay?"

Xue Zhiyi looked at him with great anticipation, which made Huo Wuyou's words linger in his throat for a while and he never said them out loud.

He just stared at Xue Zhiyi without blinking, trying to see something in her eyes so as to find a reason for his refusal.

In the end, he sighed helplessly and stretched: "Actually, when you said you wanted to kill Lu Yan, I was relieved."

He looked at Xue Zhiyi and smiled slowly: "At least, it doesn't ask me to kill Lu Minchun or the Dali Temple. Their mansions are much more difficult to break into than the Rong Mansion in Cenzhou."

Seeing Huo Wuyou agreed to this, Xue Zhiyi's brows relaxed: "Then I will wait for good news from the Marquis."

Huo Wuyou lay down on the bamboo chair again, resting his arms on it. The bamboo chair made pleasant creaking sounds under the warm sunshine.

"Don't worry, it will take at least seven days at the earliest."

Xue Zhiyi stood up and bowed politely: "Zhiyi is here, and it is not convenient for the Marquis to do anything, so I will take my leave first."

Huo Wuyou was basking in the sun, rocking his bamboo chair nonchalantly, looking extremely comfortable. He turned his face away, and the sunlight falling on his face turned his pupils into light brown: "Then I'll be waiting for your good news, too."

After saying this, he closed his eyes, rested, and said nothing more.

Xue Zhiyi then withdrew his gaze from his face, turned around and left.

After everyone left, Huo Wuyou lazily called out, "Go geese."

The guard who had just led Xue Zhiyi in walked up to Huo Wuyou and bowed, "What do you want, Lord?"

Huo Wuyou did not open his eyes. Instead, he crossed his legs and swayed on the bamboo chair.

"Send a pigeon to inform the secret agents in Cenzhou that I have someone I want them to kill, the sooner the better."

……

Sure enough, seven days later.

Xue Zhiyi was sitting in front of the bed in Jiangxuexuan, thinking about a game of chess in front of him, when suddenly a man climbed over the wall. The servants who were tending to the flowers and plants in the yard didn't have time to notice him before the man jumped over and entered the house through the window.

Xue Zhiyi was startled, but soon calmed down: "Did the Marquis of Lin'an ask you to come?"

The man clasped his fists and said, "My Lord, please invite Miss Xue to Guanshan Teahouse for a chat."

I guess the murder of Lu Yan must have come to fruition.

Xue Zhiyi asked him: "When?"

He said, "The Marquis is waiting for Miss Xue in the teahouse right now."

Xue Zhiyi nodded: "Okay, take me there."

"Yes." He bowed and said, "I will be waiting for you at the back door of Xue's house. Please hurry up, Miss Xue."

After saying that, before anyone could notice, he climbed over the courtyard wall and disappeared.

Xue Zhiyi thought: Huo Wuyou's guards are so skilled, it shouldn't be difficult for them to kill Lu Yan.

She packed up quickly and went out with Qiuyun and Suyue.

……

Guanshan Teahouse.

Xue Zhiyi was brought to a quiet private room, which was elegantly decorated and filled with the scent of agarwood.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw Huo Wuyou leaning on a low couch with his eyes closed, taking a nap, looking as relaxed and unrestrained as ever.

"Qiuyun Suyue, wait for me outside the door."

After saying that, he sat down alone in front of Huo Wuyou.

"I wonder if the Marquis is doing well."

Huo Wuyou then opened his eyes in dissatisfaction: "How can you be like this? You didn't even say hello when you came in, but you only cared about how I killed people. Am I the assassin you hired?"

"..." Xue Zhiyi was silent for a moment, then put on a smile: "My Lord, you are such a wise and brave man, and you have worked so hard on this matter, how can it not succeed? I believe that if Lu Yan is still alive, he will feel honored to die in the hands of my Lord."

"..." Huo Wuyou sat up: "Okay."

To go on would be a bit contrived.

He coughed lightly and said, "The Rong family hid Lu Yan in the cellar and locked the door with three locks. It was obvious that Lu Yan did not want to stay in the Rong family. But the Rong family did not report the matter to Huajing after catching the fugitive. Instead, they carefully concealed it. It seems that they wanted to use Lu Yan to control Lu Minchun."

After that, he sighed with regret: "After all, it's just a county magistrate's mansion, and the defense is a bit weak. My people sneaked in and cut Lu Yan's neck. It was not until the next day that the people were dead and were discovered by the Rong family."

He sighed and shook his head: "If Lu Minchun knew that his youngest son died in the Rong family, I'm afraid he would travel thousands of miles to take the life of Rong County Magistrate."

After hearing this news, Xue Zhiyi's mood finally improved a lot: "Lin'an Hou has worked hard, Zhiyi thanks the Hou."

"Don't worry, thank you." Huo Wuyou smiled and said, "I still want to know what will happen after Lu Yan dies."

As he spoke, he stood up from the couch and sat down on the chair next to Xue Zhiyi.

His sudden approach made Xue Zhiyi feel a little uncomfortable.

But Huo Wuyou said mysteriously: "I am a little anxious. I am anxious to know the follow-up of this matter, so I chose this teahouse on purpose."

Looking at Huo Wuyou who was standing close to him, he smiled playfully, his bright eyes and brows were so beautiful that it was a little dazzling.

Xue Zhiyi sat up straight and leaned slightly to the side, silently keeping some distance from him.

Seeing Xue Zhiyi in a daze, Huo Wuyou smiled even more deeply. He whispered, "Tell me, if Lu Minchun, who is in the private room downstairs, knew that her son had died tragically, would she still be in the mood to listen to the music?"

Hearing this, Xue Zhiyi's eyebrows trembled, and he whispered in surprise: "Lu Minchun is downstairs?"

For some reason, he particularly liked seeing some unexpected expressions on her face.

"Yeah, next, aren't you going to tell him about this?"