The assassin wearing night clothes had very high martial arts skills. No one in Su Chengjin's mansion was against him. Not only did Su Chengjin be killed, but several guards in the mansion were also killed.

The assassin escaped, leaving no clue yet, which made people unable to trace it.

Duke Tao's dream of letting his grandson inherit the throne was shattered.

On the night Su Chengjin was killed, Meng Zhuqing was sleeping at home. When he fell asleep, he was awakened by the movements outside.

There seems to be someone outside...

Meng Zhuqing picked up the sword placed beside the bed and stood up. He didn't go out through the door. He opened the window lightly and went out through the window without making any noise. Then, he pulled out the sword and pressed against the neck of the black shadow who was about to knock on the door at his room.

"Who are you?" Meng Zhuqing asked coldly.

"I."

When he heard the familiar voice, Meng Zhuqing immediately withdrew his sword and blurted out: "Miss Yanyao, why are you here?"

Yan Yao was wearing night clothes and leaning against her, turning around weakly, pulling down the black facial scarf, and then covering her injured left arm with her right hand. Looking at Meng Zhuqing's blurry face in the moonlight, she said lightly: "Get in first."

When Meng Zhuqing heard this, she immediately entered the room through the window, then opened the door of the room where she was waiting for the backstabbing and asked Yan Yao to come in quickly.

After lit the oil lamp, Meng Zhuqing found that Yan Yao had injured her left arm and immediately said anxiously: "I'll go find Gong Juechen to treat you."

But Yan Yao grabbed him, "No need."

This was the first time Yan Yao touched him on his own initiative, which made Meng Zhuqing lose his mind and his face turned slightly red.

Seeing Meng Zhuqing blushing, Yan Yao realized what she had done. She quickly withdrew her hand and walked to the table to sit down while pretending to be calm, saying, "You find me some medicine for injury and I'll deal with it myself."

"Oh, okay!" Meng Zhuqing quickly found the wound medicine from the cabinet and gave it to Yan Yao.

Then, Meng Zhuqing went out.

Taking the door with me, Meng Zhuqing stood at the door and guarded her.

Yan Yao was in the room and first glanced at the door that was closed by Meng Zhuqing from outside before starting to untied her clothes and deal with the wound on her left arm.

The wound was scratched with a sword, and the wound was quite deep. Yan Yao used a lot of wound medicine to stop the blood.

Because of the bleeding, Yan Yao's face turned pale.

As soon as the wound was treated, Yan Yao put on her clothes again, then slowly stood up, opened the door, and walked out.

Seeing that Yan Yao was about to leave, Meng Zhuqing quickly stopped him: "Where are you going?"

"Can I stay with you?"

"...You're just here to take the medicine?"

"What if it's otherwise?"

Meng Zhuqing was silent and said, "I'll find you a set of clothes, you can change them before leaving." Her clothes were torn and there was still a lot of blood.

Without waiting for Yan Yao to answer, Meng Zhuqing entered the house and then found a set of clothes for women from the wardrobe in the house.

Yan Yao stood at the door, hesitated for a moment, turned around and followed Meng Zhuqing into the house again.

Seeing Meng Zhuqing find a set of women's clothes from the closet, Yan Yao wanted to turn around and leave, but before she could turn around, she heard Meng Zhuqing say embarrassedly: "I made clothes a few days ago, and by the way, I made two sets for you."

Yan Yao looked at Meng Zhuqing's hand with a woman's clothes, but it was black. It should have been done for her. She couldn't help but feel moved, but she didn't show any sign of it.

"I don't wear women's clothing." For convenience, she now almost always dresses in men's clothing.
Chapter completed!