As soon as the class finished speaking, the sound of fighting in the yard had already heard.

Feng Yuheng walked to the window in confusion, reached out and pushed the window open, then leaned on the windowsill with both hands holding their chins and looking out.

In the middle of the night, there seemed to be many people coming. She counted around and there were eight of them, all of them dressed in black, holding swords in her hands, and the black cloth covering only showed her eyes, as sharp as an eagle.

Ban Zuo stood beside her and did not go out to join the battle group. There were already many people outside, many of them. His duty was to protect Feng Yuheng in close proximity. Even though there were so many secret guards in the mansion, he was still the only one who could enter Feng Yuheng's boudoir.

The eight people had extremely high martial arts skills and almost tied with the secret guards in the courtyard. Feng Yuheng looked at it with interest and analyzed from time to time: "In fact, if our people were desperate, they would not tie it. The opponent was fighting desperately, but we were determined to catch the living ones, and we have fought until now."

Ban Zuo looked at the girl in front of him with his arms and chest, rolled his eyes and said, "Where are you watching the show? Do you know how dangerous it is?"

Feng Yuheng nodded, "I know, but they can't hurt me."

After leaving, his nose was crooked: "Why can't you hurt you?"

"Because of you!" She answered for granted.

Ban left, but he was stunned for a moment and swallowed the habitual quarrels. Feng Yuheng's trust in him made him feel a little ashamed. As a secret guard, he lost his master twice, once in Fengtong County and once on the way to Xiangwang Mansion. If Feng Yuheng hadn't come forward to protect him, I'm afraid he would have committed suicide in front of Xuan Tianming. But even so, his master was still willing to believe him and give him his life and life to protect him. How could he not touch him?

"You should be careful." Ban Zuo's throat was a little tight, and he didn't know what to say, so he simply pulled Feng Yuheng back by the window, "Stop looking, such a person is useless even if he captures him alive."

"Why?" Feng Yuheng didn't understand it for a moment.

At this time, the outcome outside was decided, and the eight assassins were killed and five injured, all of them were captured alive. But before the people on her side took the captives in front of her, they saw that the five originally alive suddenly had blood seeped at the corners of their mouths, and their eyes were turned, and they all died.

Feng Yuheng immediately understood what the squad left, "They were the dead soldiers with medicine?"

Ban Zu nodded, then walked to the yard with Feng Yuheng and went up to check it out in person, and also told her the difference between the dead soldiers and the secret guards - "The main skill of the secret guards is to hide, and they fight unexpectedly and unpredictable. The dead soldiers are more aggressive. Once they take action, they don't care about it. The moves are all for the other party's lifeline, usually killing them with one blow. Even if they can dispatch the dead soldiers, they will take the other party's life at all costs. Therefore, these people are not for your steel practice, they want your life. - Poison is hidden in their teeth." Ban Zu pried open all the mouths of all the corpses and finally came to the conclusion.

"At least fifteen poisons are mixed, and there is no solution." This is the conclusion that Feng Yuheng came to after checking. After saying that, she asked the class again: "Does the dead soldiers use similar methods to expel themselves?"

Ban walks: "It is generally true that because it is easy to be tortured to confess by being captured alive. Only by using this method can one die without pain and keep the secret. Most of these dead men were cultivated since they were young, and they have been instilled with such ideas since they were sensible, so for them, it is normal to do so."

Feng Yuheng frowned, remembering that he had heard in his previous life that the so-called agents trained by a special department were also trained since childhood, only picking orphans who had no relatives or reasons. For those people, there is no right or wrong in the world, only the command from the superior. Once the command is sent, even if they are asked to commit suicide by drinking and committing suicide, they will never blink.

Such a person is no different from a machine.

"You check the body to see if you can find some clues." She sat on the corridor chair tiredly, watching the people in the yard rummaging over the bodies one by one, Wangchuan and Huang Quan also came forward to investigate together, but in the end they were all helpless.

Ban walks: "It's useless. Such dead men don't even have their own names. Since they have come, they have made complete preparations. How could they bring their identity information?"

Feng Yuheng nodded, this was the result she had already thought of. She sighed helplessly and ordered: "You should deal with all these corpses." As soon as she finished speaking, she immediately changed her mind, "Wait." She pondered for a while, and suddenly a wicked smile came up on the corner of her lips, and ordered Wangchuan and Huang Quan: "Go and notify the people in the Feng Mansion, and I said that I had been ambushed and assassinated by eight dead soldiers."

Before Huang Quan understood why he did this, Wangchuan had already reacted: "This time he was assassinated by a dead soldier, the third prince was suspected, and then Princess Kang Yi was even more suspected. No matter who did this, we must see that with the defense of the county magistrate's mansion, even if the dead soldier was dispatched, there would be only one ending."

Huang Quan nodded and went with Wangchuan and Feng Mansion.

Feng Yuheng sat on the porch chair, chatting with the class without saying a word. When Feng's family was woken up from their sleep and rushed over to Tongshengxuan, the secret guards flashed and hid in the night, even leaving the shift was no exception.

So, the Feng family saw a beautiful little girl sitting on the porch chair, shaking her legs, looking at the sky like nothing happened. The moonlight was very bright tonight, and she looked a little lonely and desolate when she shone on her thin body.

The smell of blood was everywhere in the yard, and the bodies fell to the ground in a row, and the blood stained the entire courtyard, and the Feng family even felt that there was nowhere to put their feet.

The women had never seen so many dead people, and they all turned pale when they were scared. Looking at Feng Yuheng's appearance, they suddenly felt that this girl was a bit like a Netherworld messenger who came out of hell. No matter what kind of person it was, even if it was a tiger, she would never get any benefit when she came to her.

Xiangrong ran up first, stepped on the blood all over the ground, stepped over the corpses and came to Feng Yuheng, pulled her to look left and right, and said worriedly: "Second sister, are you okay?"

An followed and asked with a worried look: "Are you injured?"

Feng Yuheng's face, which had originally expressionless, suddenly showed a bright smile, and the moonlight reflected such a bit of agility. She said, "I'm fine, okay, I'm just a little scared and scared." She said while pressing her heart, but the smile on her face was completely inconsistent with the fear she said.

"Master!" An couldn't bear to see it anymore, so he turned around and shouted: "You have to make the decision for the second lady!"

Feng Yuheng nodded and looked at Feng Jinyuan and said, "Father, my daughter is very scared."

Feng Jinyuan looked at Feng Yuheng's face and thought to himself that you didn't look scared? But no matter what, Tong Shengxuan was attacked by the enemy. As Feng Yuheng's father, he must not ignore it. What's more, Feng Yuheng is now the target of the Dashun Dynasty's key protection. The emperor sent so many soldiers to protect him, but someone still risked his life to come. If he didn't show his attitude, even the emperor would not be able to explain this matter.

So he coughed lightly and said to Feng Yuheng: "Don't worry, my father will do his best to investigate the evil spirit of Mushou. I'll give you an explanation."

He was not sure when he said this. If the Shen family used to deal with Feng Yuheng, they only hired killers from the world because they had money. But these were dead soldiers, and they could not be bought with money. They must be trained since childhood. However, the Shen family did not have dead soldiers, so he knew that. So, who else would want Feng Yuheng's life besides the Shen family?

Feng Jinyuan's mind moved, and the first thing he thought of was the third prince Xuan Tianye. There must be a dead soldier in that man's mansion, so it is possible that eight of them could be dispatched at once. However, the third prince had given him a souvenir before, asking him to find a way to steal steelmaking skills from Feng Yuheng's side. Now that the steelmaking skills have not yet fallen, he cannot kill them directly.

So……

He suddenly shuddered and almost subconsciously threw his eyes to Kang Yi. His thoughts were rumbling in his heart, and countless thoughts surged into his heart, each of which was trying hard to prove to him that Kang Yi's possibility of taking action.

First of all, Kang Yi has this motivation!

Feng Yuheng opposed her and suppressed her again and again. Not only did she suppress her, she also cheated Qianzhou so much gold. Not only did she cheat so much gold, she also beat her biological daughter to death;

Secondly, Kang Yi has this ability!

She was the eldest princess of a country and took her daughter to Dashun alone. It was impossible for her to follow her only servants. There must be secret guards accompanying her in secret. In addition, if the Qianzhou Dead Soldiers followed her in, it would be impossible.

The more Feng Jinyuan thought about it, the more he felt it made sense, and he couldn't help but feel conflicted. If Kang Yi really did it, which side would he stand on?

Every time he encounters this second daughter, he hesitates, and the most fundamental reason for hesitation is that Feng Yuheng's life or death is what he has more interests.

At this time, what he thought was that if Feng Yuheng was alive and made steel for Dashun, his status in the court would naturally rise as his father. But if Feng Yuheng died, no one would go against him again from now on, he could do his best to support Shenyu and help Shenyu ascend to the rear. From now on, he would walk in the court as a relative of the outside world. That would be his true majesty.

Thinking of this, Feng Jinyuan felt that this daughter was better off dead.

So he took his eyes back from Kang Yi, and then spoke, and said to Feng Yuheng: "Since you have said that these are dead soldiers, you must also know that once the dead soldiers act, they will not leave any clues, and they will not even leave any living words. Therefore, it is very difficult to investigate this matter. I will do my best for my father, but don't have too much hope."

Feng Yuheng suddenly laughed, her smile brighter and more beautiful than before. The crisp laughter sounded in this quiet night sky, which seemed a bit weird.
Chapter completed!