The devil is weak and frail

Chapter 218 Princess of the Desert×Short-lived Prince (31)

Zhiheng looked at Jiang Min's name obsessively.

Jiang Min responded softly, and pushed Zhiheng off the bed, "Go take a bath."

After all, Jiang Min also got off the bed and walked towards the hot spring at the back of the room step by step.

Zhiheng pinched Jiang Min's shoulders flatteringly, and said with a smile: "Jiang Min, I have something to discuss with you."

Jiang Min turned his back to Zhiheng, his voice hoarse: "What's the matter?"

"I'm going out with Chao Jiancheng for a few days on business."

Jiang Min was soaking in the hot spring and closed her eyes tiredly. She nodded slightly in agreement, "Well, let's go out for a few days."

Zhiheng reported to Jiang Min honestly.

Even Zhiheng couldn't imagine that he could be manipulated to death by this woman.
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Early the next morning, Zhiheng and Chao Jiancheng secretly left the capital.

When Jiang Min woke up, Zhiheng was no longer around him. Jiang Min looked at his side slightly and smiled.

Chao Jiancheng came back that night, but Zhiheng was still missing.

On the third day after Zhiheng left, Zhiyuyan was attacked by an assassin.

However, Zhi Yuyan was surrounded by a cloud of masters, and the assassin did not succeed.

Immediately afterwards, that night was the second wave of assassinations.

Zhi Yuyan was still asleep, and the fight was already raging outside.

Zhi Yuyan walked out wearing a dress, looking at the scene in the yard, Zhi Yuyan said with a smile: "I have been waiting for you for a long time, and I racked my brains to create opportunities for you, but luckily you didn't Let me down, you're still here."

"Zhiheng."

"Is that you?"

Zhi Yuyan talked to himself, but no one paid any attention to him.

Soon, the masters beside Zhi Yuyan gained the upper hand, but the scene was reversed again, and several masked men in black joined the battle. downwind.

Zhi Yuyan took two steps back, seeing the man in black fighting more and more fiercely, Zhi Yuyan wanted to retreat.

It's a pity that the assassin of the man in black didn't give Zhi Yuyan any chance at all.

A sword fell on Zhi Yuyan's neck, Zhi Yuyan raised his eyes, looked at the familiar figure, and recognized him at a glance.

"Zhiheng."

The masked man in black took off his veil, revealing his true face.

Zhiheng.

Seeing Zhiheng, Zhi Yuyan laughed wildly.

"I guessed you would come."

Zhiheng didn't speak, and with a little force on his hand, a bloodstain was wiped out on Zhiyuyan's neck.

Zhi Yuyan didn't feel any fear at all, he continued to laugh, "Zhiheng, do you know why Zhiwenlai's body is so weak? Do you know why he died?"

Zhiheng didn't give Zhi Yuyan a chance to speak, turned his wrist, exerted a little force, and killed Zhi Yuyan directly.

When Zhi Yuyan fell, the masters beside him also panicked and fled away.

Zhiheng raised his hand to signal them not to chase.

What Zhiheng didn't know was that those masters who escaped did not escape death, and all died on the way to the palace.

Zhiheng, who smelled of blood all over his body, returned home, but he didn't dare to enter the house, fearing that he would smell Jiang Ren.

He washed off the bloody smell on his body before entering the house.

Zhiheng entered the room and saw Jiang Min taking off his clothes. Zhiheng walked over curiously and asked, "Why did you sleep so late today?"

Jiang Min said casually: "I couldn't sleep, so I went out for a while."

Zhiheng let out a "hmm", but in the next second, he saw a drop of blood on Jiang Min's skirt.

Zhiheng's eyes paused, covering up the curiosity in his heart, and he didn't ask her.

"Jiang Min, it's late, let's rest."

"Ah."

The two still have a tacit understanding.

(End of this chapter)