It was a dark and windy night, which was a good time to kill people and buy goods. Lin Wanwan was dressed in night clothes, sitting at the table, opening and closing the black box one by one. She looked at the exquisitely carved wheel on the box. The full moon appeared, and the stars in her eyes seemed to be shrouded in a layer of misty clouds, distant and deep, making it difficult to grasp her thoughts at the moment.
The task Ziyu gave her that day was to assassinate a dandy boy who raped a civilian girl and then forced the girl to death. Relying on his family's wealth, this man did a lot of dirty things in his daily life, not only bribery but also bribery. The officials made it impossible for his parents to file a lawsuit, and even hired someone to come to the house to injure his father and intimidate the whole family.
Lin Wanwan naturally had no objection to this task. Evildoers should be eliminated quickly, and she was happy to do her little bit for the people of Nanling.
It's just that she didn't expect that in this troubled world where everyone is in danger, there are still people who are willing to pay a high price to seek justice for the common woman. It must be that this woman had a good relationship during her lifetime, so it can be regarded as karma.
As a high-pitched voice sounded outside, Lin Wanwan closed the box with a snap, a stern look flashed in her eyes, she put on her mask, opened the door and walked out.
Zui Xian Ju, the most luxurious restaurant in Nanling City, is a place for high-ranking officials and nobles to drink and have fun.
In each of the rooms, people were chatting with each other, and blushing faces were swaying among the delicacies on the table. From time to time, someone would make a loud talk, causing a group of people to burst into laughter.
At this time, in the backyard, a dark shadow fell from the sky, and landed on the ground as nimbly as a light swallow. Her eyes as bright as stars scanned the circle carefully, and then she quickly hid in the flowers beside the hut.
The strong smell of alcohol wafting out of Zuixianju and the unpleasant smell overflowing from the nearby latrine came one after another, making her frown uncomfortably.
Lin Wanwan stared closely at the few people entering and leaving the latrine, looking for the man in the portrait in the box.
Just when she was getting a little anxious waiting, a man in brocade clothes staggered over while holding on to the wall, his steps were floating, he was drunk, and his slightly round face was flushed.
Her pupils lit up, and then she ducked and hid in the toilet.
It didn't take long for the man in rich clothes to open the door of the hut and walked in.
The old wooden door of the hut made a creaking sound and the door was closed.
After a while, Lin Wanwan took the blood-stained dagger and wiped it on the man in Chinese clothes with disgust, then felt his pulse, and after confirming that he was dead, she took off the mask, pulled open the night clothes, and revealed her original clothes. , after a little tidying up, he walked out of the toilet as if nothing had happened and went directly out of the gate of Zuixianju.
Not constrained by the mask, she suddenly felt refreshed. She looked up at the dark night sky, as if boundless thick ink was swaying heavily in the sky, not even a sporadic glimmer of light, and the world was filled with a sense of depression and chill.
It seems that tonight is destined to be an extraordinary night.
A faint smile appeared on Lin Wanwan's lips, and she walked briskly into an alley. She glanced around to make sure there was no one around, then jumped onto the roof and jumped out of the city.
…
After burning the incense, Lin Wanwan stood in the woods outside the city with her hands behind her hands. Her red dress was flying in the wind, like a red butterfly hovering in the night. Suddenly, she felt a beauty that was out of the world.
"Miss, do you really want to do this?"
Nuan Yan stood behind Lin Wanwan, with a look of hesitation and worry on her face.
Lin Wanwan silently looked at the layers of black clouds floating in the dark sky, carefully covering up the mess in her heart. Those constantly turbulent thoughts had been entangled in her heart. She closed her eyes, as if making up her mind. He made some kind of determination, and his words seemed to be convincing Nuan Yan, but also seemed to be convincing himself.
"He was sick and it was a perfect opportunity for us."
Nuan Yan has also seen to some extent the depression lingering in her young lady's heart over the years. She has always been worried that she came to Nanling just for a moment of anger, and that she would make wrong decisions and end up regretting it.
She reminded softly: "But Miss, if you take this step, you will never be able to look back. The relationship between you and Mr. Su will never be able to go back to the past."
"he and I……"
Her red lips pursed a few times, and a watery color appeared in her eyes. She raised her head hard, stubbornly refusing to let the weakness in the corners of her eyes slip away. There was unconcealable hatred and sadness in her gloomy eyes.
Ever since he abandoned her on the snowy mountain seven years ago and returned to Dongchen alone; ever since they met in a hurry six years ago and she was coldly rejected by him before she could ask him why, they have been together again. There is no going back either.
"I can't go back long ago."
Her voice was as light as the untouchable clouds in the sky, so distant yet so gentle, as if she was commemorating the time that had been lost in the years and could not be looked back upon.
Nuan Yan nodded solemnly, "Miss, just make up your mind. If this goes well, Mr. Su will no longer be able to stay in Nanling. We can take over the chess game in Nanling."
In the quiet and gloomy woods, the wind blew coldly, and the rustling of leaves constantly stirred the faint anxiety in Lin Wanwan's heart. Her heart seemed to be pressed by a huge stone, making her feel even heavier. She could no longer tell the origin of the long-suppressed complex emotions deep in her heart. However, in the summer wind of July, she felt as cold as winter, and her hands and feet became colder and colder. , just like her heart at this time, she was going through a huge torment.
"Nuan Yan, he will be fine, right? With his resourcefulness, after tonight, he will still be the aloof king of Dongchen, right?"
Nuan Yan lowered his head, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes. Although he couldn't bear it, he still had to remind her at this critical moment, "I don't know Nuan Yan. But if everything goes well tonight, Dong Chen will definitely be in trouble with Beiluo Division in the future." No, Miss and Mr. Su..."
Now, among the three paths of preserving Nanling, playing chess with Mr. Su, and taking refuge in Dongchen, the young lady still chose the one that is least easy to take.
She paused and asked again: "Miss, have you thought clearly? And how should the city lord explain it?"
Lin Wanwan stared into the distance silently, the huge waves in her eyes slowly calmed down, and the complex look in her eyes gradually turned into a hint of exhaustion, and a hint of helplessness after the dust settled.
"Yusu's side has already taken action. The light has been released and the arrow is on the string. It has to be fired."
She sighed softly, and the depression between her brows slowly dissipated in the evening breeze, "After tonight, all the spies in the pavilion will be dispatched to find Yinghuocao at all costs. This can be considered as my compensation for him." .”
Just as Nuan Yan was about to say something, a rustling of footsteps sounded in the forest. She immediately raised her inner strength and quietly disappeared into the darkness.
Lin Wanwan took a deep breath, put aside those messy thoughts, and slowly turned around. When she saw the person coming, a slight smile appeared on her lips, "You are finally here."
