After eating and drinking, Shen Zhaoning compiled the autopsy results and prepared to send them to the short-lived prince.
After working hard all day, she felt like her bones were about to fall apart. She had never been so tired in the five years she had been working two jobs!
The short-lived prince is not a human being!
"Tianci, just wait here. Dad will be back soon."
After Shen Zhaoning finished instructing her son, she watched the little guy nod obediently before taking her things and leaving.
As a result, she heard the sound of fighting as soon as she arrived in the front yard, and Sleepy was frightened to death.
She hid at the door and looked around, and found a group of black-clothed men and armored guards fighting together. Tables and stools fell to the floor. The scene was bloody and chaotic.
A Zuo and A You work together to look like one person, transforming into assassin harvesters, picking up and landing swords one by one.
The assassin's neck was cut and blood spurted out. He fell to the ground and twitched, making a "gurgling" sound, right in front of Shen Zhaoning.
She was startled, turned her head and wanted to close the door and hide in the backyard, but an unlucky thing spotted her and struck her with a big knife!
Pick the soft persimmons!
Her son was still in the backyard. She could not protect herself, let alone her son.
Shen Zhaoning almost didn't think too much, just came out and closed the door behind his back, leading the assassin elsewhere.
The assassin chased her and slashed her all the way until she had no choice but to flee upstairs.
This unreasonable disaster was all caused by the short-lived prince. Of course, he must solve the trouble!
So Shen Zhaoning ran to the short-lived prince's room without hesitation and plunged his forehead into it.
The next moment, she hit a wall of flesh, and felt a soft yet hard touch on her face. She was directly bounced out. She took a few steps back and hit the tip of the assassin's knife!
Looking at the man on Chiguo's upper body, she was moved in her heart. Sure enough, there is such a thing as retribution.
But she was only forced to be lustful under special circumstances, and the crime was not punishable by death!
Just when she thought she was going to die, the cold-faced prince was possessed by the God of Death, unsheathed his sword, and wiped her cheek away.
After cutting off a strand of her hair, he accurately killed the assassin!
Jun Beicheng pulled Shen Zhaoning with his long arm and stabilized her fall.
But Ren once again ran into his hard and cold embrace.
Touching those proud chest muscles, Shen Zhaoning blushed, and his mind couldn't help but think of that night by the river five years ago.
Under the bright moonlight, the man's beautiful sleeping face, his eight-pack abs that feel very good, and that nice...
Before she could think about it further, Jun Beicheng pushed her away mercilessly, gave her a perverted look of disgust, and walked out holding the blood-stained sword.
The room was filled with mist, and the bathtub was still steaming. It turned out that the short-lived prince was taking a bath just now!
No wonder the breast muscles are so silky and have water beads on them. Tsk, they feel so good!
There is a saying, this man's genes are so perfect that no one can match him, and his son has perfectly inherited all his advantages, so he can make a lot of money!
Downstairs, as soon as the short-lived prince entered the scene, the situation of the battle immediately changed qualitatively, and it completely turned into a one-sided massacre.
Jun Beicheng is agile and powerful, and he is decisive and merciless when using his sword. His eyebrows are like blades, and he defeats all the assassins like a bamboo.
Shen Zhaoning, who was watching the show upstairs, was so frightened that he swallowed his saliva. This man is so fierce!
She could even imagine what would happen to her once the matter was revealed!
The word "sex" has a knife on your head, but your life is still at stake. It's so chaotic tonight, let's find an opportunity to escape...
Feeling the intense scrutiny, Jun Beicheng glanced back in his busy schedule. His phoenix eyes were cold and stunning, full of warning.
Shen Zhaoning squatted down with a guilty conscience, feeling as if he had been seen through, and the courage he had just grown shrank back.
Soon the downstairs became quiet. Jun Bei took the handkerchief from Ah You and wiped the blood on his hands.
Zuo had already brought the clean clothes upstairs and put them on him, covering his upper body with perfect muscle lines.
Looking at the corpses on the ground, Jun Beicheng looked at the quail upstairs and said coldly: "Come down and deal with these corpses before dawn. I will see the results early tomorrow morning."
Only then did Shen Zhaoning realize that the short-lived prince was talking to her. She stood up and looked at the corpses downstairs. She felt hopeless.
Not to mention running away, I didn't even sleep!
She angrily went downstairs to argue with the short-lived prince, but Zuo came out holding the sleeping Shen Tianci.
"The child fell asleep in the backyard. Please send him to his room to sleep."
After that, he said to Shen Zhaoning: "Don't worry, Lin Wuzuo, I will take good care of your child."
Zuo's words sounded like a threat to Shen Zhaoning's ears, a smile hiding a knife!
She lost her temper at that time. What could she do if her son was in someone else's hands?
Of course you are being a bitch with a flattering look on your face!
"No problem, I will take care of it now. Good night, my lord!"
Shen Zhaoning cried and went to the backyard, dissecting each corpse as if it were a short-lived prince, and he felt much better.
Upstairs, after Zuo settled down with Shen Tianci, he went to Jun Beicheng's room to report the situation: "Your Majesty, the child is asleep. This man is raising the child like a mud monkey. Lin Zuozuo takes care of the child alone. It is indeed not easy, and his subordinates also found out his background. He fled to Yuxiang Town with his son three years ago. His wife died, and the father and son depended on each other, so there is nothing suspicious."
It's just that he has some abilities. Jun Beicheng looked at a pile of autopsy results and said calmly: "That's very good."
The paper stated that the corpses had died of suicide by taking poison, and there were totem marks unique to the rebel party on their backs.
An unexpected discovery was that one of them had a suture wound on his waist and a small note hidden inside.
That was the message sent by someone who colluded with the rebel party in Kyoto. I didn't expect that the little gangster was so careful and could find it after hiding it so deep. It was really surprising.
If it weren't for that little bastard, they might have missed this important piece of information.
Jun Beicheng looked down and realized that the amazing thing was behind.
There was a portrait on the last page, marked as a profile of the person who wrote the letter.
Even the appearance of the person who wrote the letter can be described out of thin air. How interesting is this?
With his previous successful experience, Jun Beicheng did not question and directly handed the portrait to Zuo: "Find the person in the portrait, don't alert the snake."
Ah Zuo took the order and left, while Ah You sighed at the side: "How can this little bastard have such ability? Can he draw the face of the writer with his handwriting? I think it's a bit mysterious, how can there be such a magical thing?" "
Jun Beicheng turned over the back of the portrait, and there was a row of small words written on it.
Ah You didn't know a few big characters, so he stretched his neck out of curiosity: "Your Majesty, what's written on it?"
The handsome and flattering face appeared in Jun Beicheng's mind, and his face was filled with gloom: "The picture is for reference only and is not 100% accurate."
Humph, he’s quite cautious! Then you can avoid being blamed even if you are not accurate.
Shen Zhaoning is indeed cautious, because the paintings she draws are all character clues seen in the corpse's memory. They cannot be 100% sure. Of course, they are only for reference!
Zuo sent some food to the backyard on the way. After checking the background, there was no grudge. From now on, they are all brothers, so they naturally have to take care of each other.
Shen Zhaoning smiled on the outside but cursed inwardly, mistakenly thinking that Zuo's behavior of taking Shen Tianci away was for blackmail, and did not regard him as a good person at all.
Naturally, she didn't dare to eat the food that was delivered, for fear of being poisonous.
Zuo, who looked fierce but was not so evil, had no idea that he was still speaking for Shen Zhaoning in front of Jun Beicheng.
"Your Majesty, there are so many corpses. I'm afraid Lin Wuzuo's small body won't be able to withstand them. They won't be able to finish the inspection before dawn. How about giving him a little more time?"
Jun Beicheng's sharp eyes glanced at Zuo, and his tone was calm: "He didn't even complain about being tired, so what are you worried about? If you can't sleep, go and stand guard."
Zuo retreated silently, not daring to say more.
Who knows why the prince is so grand today? Normally the prince is kind to others. Could it be that Lin Wuzuo offended the prince somewhere?
In the room, Jun Beicheng looked at the pile of papers in front of him filled with Juanxiu's handwriting, and recalled the scene of those delicate, feminine hands brushing against his chest.
There was also the faint fragrance and the words 'Good night, my lord, sweet dreams', which made me feel inexplicably bad.
What does a grown man who works with corpses all day use such damn incense on his body? !
Ever since what happened that night by the river five years ago, Jun Beicheng has had an inexplicable resistance to women, and he usually doesn't even keep a maid by his side.
Now even men who see sissy are beginning to feel disgusted. All this is caused by that crazy woman!
For five years, he had used almost all his power to find the whereabouts of that woman, as if she had disappeared from the world.
This incident is still a thorn in his heart, and it will make him angry!
He angrily crushed the tea cup in his hand, hum! It's best not to let him find it! Otherwise, her life will be worse than death!
