Everyone in the temple immediately became cautious when they heard it. There was a police officer on patrol and they called Yue Si Cheng who was on duty.
When Han Shu led Yue Si Cheng and others to the back door.
Di Xue held her bleeding left shoulder and opened the back door:
"The assassin attacked quickly and fiercely. Fortunately, His Highness the Crown Prince assisted me, and he was only slightly injured. He has been captured by me and tied up in the house where I rest."
Yue Si Cheng rushed forward: "They say that these assassins are dead soldiers, what about assassins?"
Di Xue's eyes flashed and she waved her hand:
"What Yue Si Cheng said is absolutely true. This female assassin did hide poisonous wax pills behind her teeth. Fortunately, I took out the wax pills immediately! Now everything is fine."
Yue Si Cheng nodded, and Di Xue saw that his eyelids twitched obviously when he mentioned that he was a female assassin.
Then Di Xue continued: "Sir, His Highness the Crown Prince also has some scratches. Could you please send someone to help me take care of the female assassin? I will take the Crown Prince to deal with the wound!"
Although Yue Si Cheng looked embarrassed on the surface, he quickly agreed.
So Di Xue took Chu Ran out of the backyard, and asked Han Shu and Zhang Ying to lead people to quietly surround the backyard of Dali Temple.
Now that everything was ready, Di Xue and Chu Ran wiped off the fake blood, and then quietly waited for the movement in the backyard.
Within half a minute of burning the incense, a loud bird call came from the backyard.
Di Xue knew that this was a signal from her sister, so she quickly led people into the house in the backyard, and Zhu Mao, the minister of Dali Temple, also walked out of the room next door.
"Can adults hear and see clearly?"
Zhu Mao nodded with regret on his face:
"Yue Si... Yue Jian entered Dali Temple under my watch. He is considered outstanding among his peers. How stupid!"
"My lord, please don't be too sad." After Di Xue said this, she led Zhu Mao into the house.
I saw that Yue Si Cheng was tied to a pillar in the house, and he was still unconscious.
At this time Di Qing also walked in and told what he had just experienced.
After Di Xue reported the plan to Dali Temple minister Zhu Mao, Zhu Mao was skeptical, but still hid in the room next door to where Di Xue was said to have been assassinated due to the emperor's order.
Then Di Qing pretended to be an assassin and had a fake fight with Di Xue. Di Xue pretended to be injured and lured Yue Si Cheng into taking the bait.
Yuesicheng thought that the killer was really sent by the Minister of Punishment, so in order to protect himself, he prepared to kill the killer.
After he entered the house, he first asked Di Qing whether he was a member of the Ministry of Punishment, but Di Qing pretended to be one and asked Yuesi Cheng to let him go.
Yuesicheng refused, so Di Qing used words to trick Yuesicheng into saying that he was a minister of the Ministry of Punishment and was involved in framing Zhou Huai.
In the end, Yue Si Cheng wanted to kill Di Qing by feeding him poison, but Di Qing counterattacked and knocked him unconscious. All this was heard by Zhu Mao in the next room.
Wow~
A basin of cold water was poured on Yue Jian's head, and he woke up with a shudder.
He was well aware of the situation in front of him, but no matter how Zhu Mao asked him, he kept silent, as if everything had nothing to do with him as long as he didn't tell.
Just as the atmosphere gradually became tense, Di Xue only heard the sound of piercing the air coming from outside, so she quickly drew out her sword and knocked down the crossbow arrow. Yue Si Cheng, who should have been shot through the head by the crossbow arrow, now had a pale face. Ashes.
Without waiting for anyone to react, a second arrow was shot in, but this time the target was Di Xue.
Di Xue turned sideways and shot down the arrow again, and then drank:
"You guys guard the house, nothing will happen to anyone in the house!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Di Xue had already broken out of the door and chased the assassin.
The assassin's movements were strong and light, and he always kept distance from Di Xue.
Di Xue took out the silver needle in her bun and shot it at the assassin.
The assassin was stabbed in the ankle before he could dodge, and his speed slowed down significantly.
Di Xue quickly took out the silver needle that had been tempered with chronic poison from her arms and injected it.
After the second needle hit, the assassin's movement was already a little unstable. Di Xue increased his speed, but the next second the assassin jumped off the eaves and disappeared.
Di Xue jumped down and arrived at the most prosperous street in Yuanjing. She looked up and saw Jinyuan, the most prosperous restaurant in the capital, standing here, bustling with activity.
The five-story building is extremely exquisite with exquisite carvings and paintings, perhaps comparable only to the palaces of the royal family.
Looking towards the door, I saw six waiters lined up on both sides, soliciting customers.
When Di Xue came closer, the servant immediately came over to greet her.
Di Xue waved her hand, then took out the temple arrest warrant and said: "Dali Temple is handling the case, and no one is allowed to enter or exit the building!"
After saying this, Di Xue set off an emergency firework from Dali Temple here. As soon as the fireworks were seen, Dali Temple patrol officers and others would rush over.
When you enter the building, there is a buzz of people. The first floor is already full of individual customers, and the waiters in the shop are very busy as they shuttle among them.
Di Xue went up to the second floor and found a place with the widest view. Looking down, the assassin had been stabbed in the ankle by himself and was poisoned. He would not be able to use Qinggong for a short time.
Therefore, the assassin must not be far away and should be inside the building. Di Xue looked around and observed the entire restaurant. The interior of the building was circular, with a circular stage at the bottom and tables for individual customers scattered around the stage.
Seeing that the scenery had been set up on the stage, Di Xue's heart sank as she looked at the conductor on the stage. Jin Yuan's performance today was none other than Leader Zhao's troupe.
It seemed that it was no coincidence that the assassin came here. Di Xue went downstairs and walked along the stage to the dressing room at the back.
Di Xue looked at today's repertoire sign and sang the song "Moon Worship Pavilion" that she listened to at the Red Sleeve Tower that day. Looking at the costumes that the young girl had put together, she knew that the middle position was the one with Jin Qiao on the stage.
Di Xue walked forward, and the little girl thought she was a theater fan and said politely:
"Sir, it's not convenient to move around here. Please move to the front hall. The show will start soon!"
"I'm Miss Jin's friend. Isn't she going to sing today? Why can't I see her?"
After Di Xue finished speaking, the little girl said proudly:
"My senior sister Jin is supposed to be silent before the show starts. She is in the small room at the back right now. Miss, please don't disturb her!"
Di Xue nodded, then looked towards the small room at the back, and saw candles burning inside, with Jin Qiao's thin figure reflected on the door paper.
"How long has Miss Jin Qiao been here?"
"About half an hour!"
"Never moved?"
The little girl nodded, Di Xue looked at the dressing table and then picked up a box of pearl powder for facial application and asked:
"What is this?"
"This is the pearl powder made by Senior Sister Jin herself. Many precious spices are added to it. This is the only one for Quan Yuanjing!"
After the little girl finished speaking, Jin Qiao walked out, with the paint on her face already finished!
"Senior sister, why did you draw it yourself?" the little girl asked.
"I was silent for a long time today. I was afraid of missing the show, so I pretended to be myself."
After Jin Qiao finished speaking, he saluted Di Xue:
"Girl, we meet again. It's a pity that I'm about to go on stage and can't talk to you anymore!"
Di Xue half-squinted her eyes and stared at Jin Qiao. After blocking her way, she said:
"Miss Jin, I'm afraid you have to go to Dali Temple to sing in today's play!"
