Chapter 23 Reaping the Consequences

As night falls, Maple Garden tonight seems different from usual. In such a huge courtyard, not even a single servant is seen. Everyone has gone to bed early, and the whole courtyard is quiet and unusually quiet.

A dark figure climbed over from the wall, rolled on the ground and then got into a half-crouched position with one hand on the ground. At the same time, it looked around to make sure no one saw it and then quickly hid in the nearest room.

Leaning against the door, the shadow took out a piece of paper from his arms and looked at it carefully in the moonlight.

"The rooms here are all similar in length, and the corridors are also winding. If you don't know the map, you might get lost." Black Shadow muttered. In order to see more clearly, the black shadow moved back and forth to find the best angle. The moonlight passed across his face, and a scar was seen extending directly from the right corner of the man's eye to the corner of his mouth. It was undoubtedly the man with the scar.

After writing down the target's location, the scarred man stuffed the paper back into his arms and carefully opened the door a crack. After seeing that there was no movement outside, he went out, turned around and closed the door again.

Quickly go through several corridors. Follow the mark on the map to come to a room. He carefully poked a hole in the window and looked inside. He saw a bag protruding from the bed, and he could vaguely see a human figure.

"Death is imminent, and I sleep so soundly."

The man with the scar gently pushed the door in and closed the door with his backhand. He could smell the aroma keenly on the tip of his nose.

"It's really ridiculous for a grown man to imitate a woman's rouge skills." The scarred man secretly sneered in his heart. To him, who was wandering among the fireworks, the aroma was very similar to the smell of rouge and gouache used by women, but he didn't know that there was no rouge at all in the room.

Hearing the even breathing coming from the bed, the scarred man held the blade of the dagger given to him by his third aunt between his fingers. His eyes suddenly became fierce, and the dagger had already left his fingers and shot towards the person on the bed.

"Pfft"

Hearing the sound of the dagger piercing flesh, the scarred man knew that his mission was completed. The junior sister's poisonous and cruel cruelty would never give anyone a chance to breathe. This person would definitely die.

Without making any pause, the scarred man left quickly, and the whole room returned to calm, as if no one had ever been there.

After a while, there was movement on the bed. Yan Yu opened the quilt and threw the pork in her arms under the bed, with a bright dagger stuck on it.

"Why are you so sure he won't get close to me?" Yan Yu looked at Zi Qingge who came out from behind the bed. The room was filled with the scent of Datura from the Western Region. Fortunately, there was a curtain made of ice silk hanging beside his bed, which could absorb the smell. If the killer just came over and opened the curtain, wouldn't he also be hit? Thinking of this, Yan Yu couldn't help but feel a little scared. If something happened to him, what would his brother do?

"I said I would protect you." Zi Qingge seemed to know Yan Yu's inner thoughts, "Besides, as a killer who is on the killer list, he is very confident in his own skills, so why bother to check whether you are Already dead." Zi Qingge's calm voice did not make any waves.

Yan Yu got out of bed and kicked the purple piece of pork aside, "That man is really cruel. He sealed his throat with a sword. He took out such poisonous medicine. He was very cruel to Xiao Ye."

Zi Qingge's eyes darkened. He had to speed up. He didn't want any accident to happen. He could have spared their lives, but now it seemed that it was unnecessary. Since he dared to step on his bottom line, he had to be prepared to bear it. Preparation for revenge. Some people are looking for death themselves, but he can't be blamed.

It was now the ugly time. Zi Qingge waved her sleeves and the door opened. The smell inside needed to be dissipated. At this time, A Ye should have woken up.

Seeing Zi Qingge go out, Yan Yu quickly followed, "I have another question. If the killer stabs me in the stomach, won't that piece of pork be in vain? Am I going to see the King of Hell too?"

Zi Qingge ignored him and strode away. He really didn't want to waste his time with Aye by talking to an idiot.

"As a professional killer, you have to kill with every move, and the chest is the best choice. If he doesn't have this awareness, he won't be able to survive in the world of killers." Gray Tong, who was guarding the door, looked at him like he was an idiot. With Yan Yu.

"What's that look in your eyes? I'm the genius of the Yan family!" Yan Yu angrily threw up her sleeves and walked away.

As the legitimate son of the Yan family, Yan Yu was well protected by his family. In addition to studying medicine, he was also studying medicine. He was relatively young, so how could he know this.

Qingshui Pavilion

Third Yiniang sat in the hall all night, waiting for the scarred man to come back.

Unexpectedly, the scarred man sneaked into Huan Qinghuai's room as soon as he came back. Now that the task is completed, shouldn't this little beauty thank him properly?

Looking at Huan Qinghuai's sleeping face, the scarred man swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then slowly approached...

The third aunt waited for a long time but did not see the scarred man appear. It shouldn’t be, it’s time to come back at this time.

Suddenly, the third aunt thought of the abnormal way the scarred man looked at her son, and she panicked and ran to Huan Qinghuai's room.

When San Yiniang arrived, she happened to hear Huan Qinghuai's cry.

"Huai'er."

The third aunt shot a dart with anesthetic from behind the scarred man, and soon the scarred man lost consciousness.

Pulling the scarred man away, Third Yiniang ordered, "Yueru, take this man to the darkroom and wait for me to deal with it later."

Yue Ru takes the order and goes down.

"Mom, I'm so scared." Huan Qinghuai threw herself into San Yiniang's arms.

"Huai'er, don't be afraid, as long as mother is here, mother will not let him go." Third Yiniang patted Huan Qinghuai's back gently.

Huan Qinghuai raised his head from San Yiniang's arms, "Mom, I want to kill him with my own hands."

"good."

After the fright, Huan Qinghuai gradually calmed down. He felt a little sleepy, his eyes slowly closed uncontrollably, and he fell into the arms of the third aunt.

"Huai'er, what's wrong with you?" Third Yi Niang was a little worried. Suddenly her eyes froze and she held her breath and quickly helped Huan Qinghuai out.

Why does it smell like that inside?

Could it be Huai'er...

Third Yiniang hurriedly asked someone to take Huan Qinghuai to her room.