Spring Courtyard Forbidden Pet

Meng Qianru's face turned pale. Even though the guards had protected them immediately, she still held on to Li Xuan'an's sleeve tightly, as if only in this way could she stay calm.

When the assassins found that the sedan was empty, they realized that they had been tricked. They had no intention of confronting the guards, and when they were about to retreat, they were blocked by the Jinyiwei who were lying in ambush on all sides.

The assassins looked fierce and decided to tear a hole in the wall no matter what. However, since Li Xuan had painstakingly lured them into the game, he would not leave them any way to survive.

The fighting broke out and the blood quickly dried up under the scorching sun, but there was always fresh blood to cover it, and the pungent and sweet smell concealed the spring atmosphere all over the fields.

All ten assassins were top-notch fighters, but unfortunately they encountered the Jinyiwei. When it comes to killing, no matter how good the assassins were, they were not as cunning as the Jinyiwei.

After a fierce battle, one Jinyiwei was killed and several were injured, leaving only three assassins. They stood back to back in a circle, with sticky blood all over their blades and feet.

Li Xuan stood opposite in a white robe, as clean as the snow on the top of a mountain, and as cold as ice in the abyss. He made people yearn for him, but also made people feel that there was no hope.

With a scornful smile on his lips, he slowly waved his hand. With the sound of two silver bracelets gently colliding, Sancho took out the half-dead man from the sedan chair that had previously carried Ye Zhen.

When the assassin saw this, his eyes widened like bells.

"Looking for him?" Li Xuan pointed at the man who was only breathing his last breath and glanced at the assassin opposite provocatively.

The man's black clothes were stained with blood, and there were cuts all over his body from Li Xuan'an's sword energy that day. If the owner of the sword had not intentionally avoided the vital points, he would not even be able to breathe now.

Meng Qianru was also surprised. When they were going down the mountain, Li Xuan said that Sancho had returned to Beijing first, and this sedan chair was obtained after Ye Zhen had chased him on foot and dealt with the four sedan bearers.

She had been inseparable from Li Xuan'an the whole way, and she didn't even know when Sancho dragged a living person into the sedan chair!

Li Xuan pulled back her sleeves little by little, glanced at the wrinkles, and his expression became even worse. "I learned from the old woman's soul that her initial instructions were to create chaos so that you could take the opportunity to sneak into Baiyun Temple and find this person."

"But according to her, she received new instructions after going up the mountain, to kill the second young lady of the Ye family at all costs."

As soon as these words were spoken, the assassin in the middle fixed his gaze.

Li Xuan understood, "Looking at you like this, there must be someone else who can give orders like you, but he obviously avoided you."

"But I guess the man who issued the killing order must have a personal grudge against Miss Ye, and he is using you."

The assassin frowned, his eyes no longer as firm as before. He seemed to be staring at Li Xuan, but his actual focus was not on him.

"We have no intention of living now that we have fallen into your hands. If you want to kill us, then kill us. As for the rest, don't even think about getting a single word out of us."

The assassin deliberately suppressed his voice, which made it even more difficult to cover up his crime.

Li Xuan flicked off the dust on his chest with his fingers and said leisurely, "You must be on duty in the palace with your skills. We can see you often, right?"

The assassin was already in a dead end, and could no longer resist his meticulous analysis. He knew that saying one more word might expose himself, so he steeled himself and put the bloody knife to his neck.

Li Xuan was well prepared. He had a talisman in his left hand hidden in his sleeve, and with lightning speed, he stuck it on the assassin's knife with a "snap".

The opponent immediately felt the weight of the knife, and his wrist trembled from the pressure, until the knife pressed on his shoulder, some of the force was relieved.

The other two assassins looked at Li Xuan'an with eyes filled with fear and panic. They put down their weapons one after another and knelt on the ground.

The Royal Guard stepped forward and tore off the assassin's black scarf that was covering his face. A face that was not familiar but that Ye Zhen recognized appeared in front of everyone.

It is the Fengting of the guards in Prince Yu's Palace.

He lazily raised his eyelids and glanced behind Li Xuan. The look in his eyes was strange, a mixture of disappointment, entitlement and hopelessness, and finally he gave a wry smile.

"The Imperial Master has great skills. I have to admit defeat."

Li Xuan'an changed his previous nonchalance, his cold eyes cast a chill, "Do you want to speak for yourself or do you want to have a taste of what it's like for me to judge a living soul?"

Soul-examination is a torture in the Qing Sect, often used to redress the grievances of the dead or those who were obsessed with something and refused to enter the reincarnation cycle. It requires the caster to have strong spiritual power and a firm mind to succeed. The living soul is a person who is not dead yet. The forbidden technique is used to forcibly strip away the three souls and six spirits. The soul is damaged and the body is even worse than death.

Sancho and Meng Qianru were knowledgeable and their hair stood on end when they heard this.

Feng Ting looked as if he didn't care and said, "As the Imperial Master likes."

As the voice fell, his eyes darkened suddenly, he groaned, and thick blood gushed out of his mouth.

The Jinyiwei pinched his mouth open, and a piece of flesh fell out of his bloody mouth. It turned out that he had cut his tongue off with a blade hidden under his tongue.

There was an almost crazy smile in his eyes, as if he was saying, I have no tongue, even the living soul cannot speak, what can you do to me?

"what!"

Yinxiang and Liuxia were so frightened that they covered their faces and screamed, while Ye Zhen's stomach churned and she turned her head away, not daring to take a closer look at the fleshy tongue on the ground.

Meng Qianru was so close to Li Xuan'an that she almost threw herself on his back. Not only did she close her eyes tightly, she also kept getting behind him.

The violent trembling on his back made Li Xuan couldn't help but look back at her, but without pity or sympathy, he only ordered the guard beside him, "Take the princess away."

His voice was quite gentle, and to Ye Zhen it sounded like he was caring for Meng Qianru.

She looked over unconsciously and her eyes met Li Xuan'an's cold eyes. Many emotions flashed in his eyes, but none of them could be captured by her.

Ye Zhen took the initiative to hide her eyes and avoid him, then heard him say in a muffled voice, "Keep an eye on him and bring him back to the capital for His Majesty to deal with."

Li Xuan walked over and found that she kept tilting her head. At first he thought that the wound on her left cheek was uncomfortable, but later he realized that she was afraid of that tongue.

"Clean up the mess and don't scare people passing by."

At his command, several Jinyiwei came quickly, some digging holes, some filling the holes with earth. The bloodstains on the low hill were soon covered up, as if nothing had happened.

Li Xuan walked up to Ye Zhen, and she breathed a little harder. They hadn't spoken a word for most of the day, and she didn't know what he was going to do or what he was going to ask.

Ye Zhen calmed herself down and was about to salute when Li Xuan suddenly squatted down and touched her swollen right ankle through her dress.

Her heart was beating like a drum. She stared at the exquisite white jade crown and the faintly visible dark red headband in front of her. She bit her lower lip tightly to keep silent. But when his fingers touched her, she suddenly pulled her feet back into the hem of her skirt.

There was no fluctuation in Li Xuan'an's voice. "No medicine?"

He first raised his head to look at Ye Zhen, then slowly stood up. The delicate contours of his eyebrows and eyes, as well as the teardrop mole, were clearly engraved in her eyes, as well as his slender neck and protruding Adam's apple. As the warm breath and sandalwood scent swept over, Ye Zhen almost suffocated.

Li Xuan wanted to grab his wrist, but he restrained himself and coughed softly, "Come with me."