The seductive princess is no longer being pursued; the aloof prime minister is facing a crematorium.

Chapter 155 Lu Xiao, let's talk.

No hesitation.

Jiang Jinshuang moved with incredible speed, and the figure in the corner seemed to react as well, suddenly flashing away and disappearing!
Jiang Jinshuang narrowed her eyes slightly, her ears twitched, and she locked onto the faint footsteps as she followed them step by step!

The next second, Jiang Jinshuang pulled a dagger from her sleeve and stabbed it straight at a window frame!
Sure enough, the figure stopped behind the window frame and remained motionless.

Jiang Jinshuang pursed her lips slightly, her tone indifferent: "Lu Xiao, let's talk."

The candlelight in the room flickered a few times.

Hearing the noise coming from inside the room, the guards outside pushed open the door and entered, brandishing their swords.

"Pavilion Master!"

Two men wearing fox masks spoke in a deep voice, their long swords pointing directly at Jiang Jinshuang in front of them.

Behind the window frame.

A man dressed in a black robe and wearing a strange mask resembling a monster slowly walked out from behind the window frame.

"It's nothing, you may leave."

"Yes."

Upon hearing this, the two bowed slightly to the man, sheathed their swords, closed the door, and left.

Jiang Jinshuang slightly raised her eyes, looking at the masked man in front of her without changing her expression.

The mask on his face is somewhat similar to the God of Slaughter mask that Prince Ruiyang wore when he went to the battlefield.

The demon glared angrily and roared, causing the army to retreat.

Jiang Jinshuang looked at the face mask calmly without saying a word.

Finally, the person reached out and slowly removed the demon mask.

She revealed a beautiful, square face.

—It's Lu Xiao.

Jiang Jinshuang twitched the corner of her mouth, her expression unchanged: "Lu Xiao, you have so many identities."

Is he the master of Weisheng Pavilion, the top courtesan of Nanfeng Pavilion, or... the behind-the-scenes boss of Nanfeng Pavilion?

Lu Xiao was tall and imposing, and his gaze toward Jiang Jinshuang was cold and stern: "When did you notice?"

Jiang Jinshuang replied calmly, "I began to have doubts the first time you introduced me to the Pavilion Master of Weisheng Pavilion."

Let alone how a mere courtesan from the Nanfeng Pavilion, who has lost his status, could possibly meet the head of the Weisheng Pavilion.

Just considering that he was able to redeem himself from Nanfeng Pavilion, he shouldn't have stayed in such a place for long.

Moreover, Jiang Jinshuang obtained the news of Lu Xiao's presence at Nanfeng Pavilion far too easily.

It looks too much like a setup.

Waiting for her to fall into the trap.

Si Ning noticed something amiss, and Jiang Jinshuang was no fool either.

Lu Xiao did all this just to lure her into his scheme.

Jiang Jinshuang's gaze followed the lamplight and glanced behind the screen in the center of the room.

—They just put in a puppet to confuse the public.

Without any emotion, Jiang Jinshuang smiled at him and said, "Lu Xiao, you don't believe me, do you?"

In fact, this is normal.

She hadn't met Lu Xiao that many times. As the deputy general by Prince Ruiyang's side, if she didn't even have this much suspicion, then she should be worried.

However, if it were simply a matter of disbelief, there would be no need to go through such a long and complicated process to set up a trap.

Moreover, since Lu Xiao was willing to step forward as the head of Weisheng Pavilion to help her resolve some matters and provide her with some clues, it means that at least for the time being, the two of them share the same goal.

Lu Xiao's gaze was cold and solemn, his eyes now only displaying the murderous aura that once belonged to the deputy general of the Black Armor Cavalry, with none of the gentle tenderness of "Young Master Su Xiu".

—That's just the kind of person he always was.

"Yes, Your Highness, I don't believe you."

He admitted it readily.

Jiang Jinshuang nodded, neither confirming nor denying: "Anything else?" Lu Xiao raised an eyebrow slightly: "What?"

Jiang Jinshuang smiled and said, "Lu Xiao, you just don't trust me, there's no need to go to such lengths."

After a pause, Jiang Jinshuang's smile faded, and her gaze turned cold: "Lu Xiao, what do you want?"

The lights flickered.

I do not know how long it has been.

Finally, Lu Xiao lowered his eyes, his gaze towards Jiang Jinshuang turning somber: "The Mask of the God of Slaughter."

Jiang Jinshuang's pupils contracted slightly, but only for a moment, as if she had thought of something.

"You suspect that the mask of the God of Slaughter is the tiger tally left by Uncle Wang?"

Lu Xiao looked at Jiang Jinshuang and nodded slightly: "Back then, His Highness Prince Ruiyang once gave a collective speech to 300,000 Black Armor Cavalry."

"At that time, he held that mask of the god of death in his hand and showed it to all the soldiers."

"I believe that His Highness Prince Ruiyang must have given some kind of death order to the 300,000 Black Armor Cavalry. For example, the God of Slaughter Mask is like a tiger tally. Whoever obtains the God of Slaughter Mask is as if he were personally present."

No one has ever seen the tiger tally of 300,000 black-armored cavalry.

Even though Jiang Jinshuang had stayed in Baiyujing many times and met with Uncle Wang quite a few times, he never revealed anything about the Tiger Tally to her.

No one had ever seen the tiger tally.

Even though the emperor claimed that he had put the Black Armor Tiger Tally into the national treasury and kept it in his own hands, no one ever actually saw it.

Even Jiang Huayan might be lying.

It's quite possible that even he had never seen the Tiger Tally.

Lu Xiao's words were like a switch, suddenly opening up Jiang Jinshuang's mind.

She had always thought that the tiger tally was a tiger-shaped object made of copper or iron with inscriptions on it.

Now that Lu Xiao has said this, and considering Uncle Wang's unconventional personality, the "tiger tally" could indeed be something else entirely.

His eyes rolled around.

Besides his armor, the thing that accompanied Lu Xiao the longest was indeed his mask, the mask of the killing god.

Could it be... just as Lu Xiao said, that the Tiger Tally is the mask of the God of Slaughter?
Jiang Jinshuang frowned slightly: "As the deputy general of the Black Armor Cavalry, if Uncle Wang really conveyed such an order, how could you not know at all?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Xiao lowered his eyes slightly, his expression becoming dejected.

"If...if I said that His Highness Prince Ruiyang intentionally sent me away so that I wouldn't hear about this, would you believe me?"

Jiang Jinshuang frowned slightly, her expression unreadable.

Lu Xiao said in a low voice, "That day, His Highness Prince Ruiyang deliberately sent me away, ordering me to deliver a message elsewhere. When I returned, the group reprimand had already ended."

"Moreover, all the soldiers of the Black Armor Cavalry were tight-lipped about the content of that speech, refusing to reveal a single word. I only learned some minor details from some indirect inquiries."

At this point, a hint of confusion flashed in Lu Xiao's eyes: "His Highness... he might not trust me very much."

Lu Xiao was only a few years older than Jiang Jinshuang. He was exceptionally capable and became the deputy general of 300,000 Black Armor Cavalry at a young age.

Jiang Jinshuang had met Lu Xiao several times. He was of upright character and honest, and did not seem like the kind of person who would betray the army.

—If that's the case, if Uncle Wang really did reprimand the Black Armor Cavalry, why did he avoid doing so?

Jiang Jinshuang's thoughts became even more chaotic.

Originally, when she learned from the abbot of Huguo Temple that Uncle Wang had voluntarily written those secret letters and border defense maps that betrayed the enemy, she thought that Lu Xiao, as the deputy general, must know some inside information.

However, Lu Xiao kept something from her and refused to tell her everything.

Jiang Jinshuang had no choice but to force him to reveal himself and expose his identity as the master of Weisheng Pavilion.

She had thought that by being honest with him, Lu Xiao would tell her some inside information, but what he said tonight made the events of that year even more confusing.

Jiang Jinshuang was somewhat agitated.

"What are the chances that the God of Slaughter Mask is actually the Tiger Tally?"

Lu Xiao said in a deep voice, "Seven points."

Jiang Jinshuang nodded: "Okay, I will bring the God of Slaughter Mask."

Lu Xiao then asked, "Do you know where the God of Slaughter Mask is?"