After sharing a body with her husband

boom!

Lord Shang's carriage was instantly overturned by the mad bull. Because the carriage walls were thick, the impact only caused the carriage to tip over to the side, but it did not break into pieces.

Inside the car, Shang Lingjun felt dizzy and her body slammed against the car wall. Before she could even cry out in pain, the mad bull's next impact came violently, and another wave of intense pain and dizziness hit her head hard against the car wall before she lost consciousness.

Immediately afterwards, Shang Lingjun suddenly opened her eyes, her gaze sharp.

dark place……

The man's voice was puzzled, "An ordinary carriage would fall apart on the first impact, what kind of carriage is this, so sturdy?"

"Let's take another look... Wait, what's going on!"

Before the two strangers could react, a long sword emerged from the carriage and pierced straight through the mad bull's scarlet eyes!

The mad bull's mournful howls terrified the people on the street. After struggling in pain, it collapsed to the ground with a thud!

Then, to everyone's astonishment, a beautiful woman stepped out of the carriage. Her face was aloof, but the sharp glint in her eyes remained undiminished.

Shang Lingjun (Huo Chuan) let out a soft breath, still shaken.

Fortunately, he had a hidden sword in a secret compartment of his carriage.

Her hair was disheveled, and blood dripped from her brow bone. Shang Lingjun (Huo Chuan) had no choice but to cover her head with a handkerchief, walk straight towards the mad bull, and draw her sword.

Mad Bull's blood splattered everywhere, the sword was soaked in blood, and the tip was stained with some white, which was Mad Bull's brain matter.

The woman, her dress stained with blood, stood silently in the pool of blood. The onlookers, witnessing this scene, seemed frozen in place, speechless.

Clang!

It was the sound of a wine glass hitting the ground.

Inside a private room in the nearby restaurant, Luo Yao stared blankly at the scene, unable to recover for a long time.

is her……

Shang Jianjun.

He had just heard the commotion downstairs and seen the mad bull charging straight at the carriage. The more he looked at the carriage, the more familiar it seemed, but he couldn't place it.

It wasn't until he saw Shang Lingjun that he realized this was clearly Xie Yan'an's carriage!

Seeing Shang Lingjun calmly cleaning up the mess, not losing her composure even with blood dripping from her forehead, Luo Yao's heart was churning with turmoil. In that instant, it was as if everything around him had quieted down, and all he could think about was her heroic figure as she drew her sword.

Almost without hesitation, Luo Yao jumped up and ran downstairs!

"Auntie! Are you alright? Get in my carriage first, we need to get your wound treated at the clinic!"

Luo Yao, panting, was in front of "Shang Lingjun" in the blink of an eye, his concern barely concealed.

When Shang Lingjun (Huo Chuan) saw Luo Yao in front of him, a pain shot through his head. He nodded, confirming that Luo Yao was trustworthy.

Where is your car?

"quick!"

Luo Yao hurriedly made arrangements and sent someone to deliver a message to the Xie family.

In the shadows, one of the strangers tried to follow him, but another grabbed his shoulder and shook his head, saying:

"I recognize that person. He's Luo Yao, the eldest son of Luo Feng from the Ministry of Justice. Don't go any closer, retreat!"

The man was unwilling, but he had no choice but to retreat and disappear into the chaotic crowd.

The carcass of the mad cow lay quietly on the street. The government officials and soldiers arrived quickly to investigate the scene.

……

"Failed? How could this be? Isn't Muzawa supposed to never fail?"

Xie Zhaoqing couldn't believe it. It was unbelievable. How did Shang Lingjun escape the assassination attempt by Wuzhe Si?

There's a ghost...

She's definitely up to something!

The masked assassin's voice was cold. "That woman was clearly highly skilled in martial arts, yet you said she was powerless. Your intelligence was wrong, which of course led to the assassination's failure!"

Xie Zhaoqing's eyes widened.

"What did you say? She's highly skilled in martial arts? Ha..."

Xie Zhaoqing seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world. "Her? That bitch is highly skilled in martial arts?"

A manipulative woman who only knows how to cling to men all day, a useless person who gets tired after walking a few steps, an idiot who has never learned martial arts and only knows how to embroider.

She's so skilled in martial arts that even a dog on the street can scare her to tears?

Xie Zhaoqing looked at the masked assassin with a strange expression. "Is this some kind of excuse you're making up to cover up the failure of your mission?"

The masked assassin sneered.

"Wu Ze Si never makes excuses when he does things. This is the truth! The accidental death caused by the mad bull was our prepared method of death. It was a flawless plan. At that time, the bison went berserk. The carriage she was riding in seemed to be specially made. It only rolled a few times and did not break. But it was only a matter of time."

The strange thing is that, while the carriage was rolling, she raised her longsword and pierced the mad bull's skull, killing it instantly, and then climbed out of the carriage unharmed.

It seemed she had only suffered a head injury. The woman remained calm and composed throughout, and the way she handled the knife clearly indicated she was a skilled practitioner. There were many people on the street at the time; go and ask around if you don't believe me!

The masked killer was also displeased at being questioned about his authenticity.

Upon hearing this, Xie Zhaoqing's face turned green, looking extremely unpleasant.

"You mean... Shang Lingjun pierced the skull of the mad bull with her sword?!"

Xie Zhaoqing thought she had misheard and said shrilly, "How is this possible! Are you sure you haven't mistaken the person?!"

The masked assassin, annoyed, pulled out a portrait of Shang Lingjun.

"It's definitely this woman. I told you, if you don't believe me, go and ask around yourself! Luo Yao, the son of the Minister of Justice, was also there at the time, and he immediately called her 'little aunt.' There's no mistake!"

Xie Zhaoqing gasped, feeling a chill run down her spine. Luo Yao was on good terms with Xie Hengzhi and indeed followed Xie Hengzhi in calling Xie Yan'an "Uncle." According to seniority, he should call Shang Lingjun "Aunt."

It really is Shang Lingjun...

Xie Zhaoqing's facial muscles were almost completely frozen. At this moment, she really doubted her life. This was completely impossible!

Seeing Xie Zhaoqing's utterly shocked reaction, the masked assassin snorted coldly.

Xie Zhaoqing then suddenly looked at the masked assassin and asked again:

"Are you sure she was the only one in her carriage? Was there a man, a rather handsome young man, her husband?"

The masked killer's tone was rather unfriendly.

"No, only her!"

Xie Zhaoqing blinked, barely managing to process the shock in her heart. Her brows furrowed, and suspicion arose in her mind.

Moreover, this suspicion spread like wildfire, growing ever stronger!

Xie Zhaoqing suddenly recalled the spring banquet that day. Shang Lingjun's riding posture was skilled, but she remembered that Shang Lingjun could not ride a horse. Moreover, Xiao Jing also insisted that Shang Lingjun had been quiet since childhood and was afraid to even stand next to a horse, let alone ride one.

Xie Zhaoqing pondered, wondering how a person could change so drastically.

Not only was Lord Shang Ling skilled in horseback riding, but he was also highly skilled in martial arts. In an emergency like when a mad bull charged at the carriage, even a man with some martial arts skills would not have been able to handle it.

But she managed to handle it...

They didn't even panic much, which shows their strong mentality.

Xie Zhaoqing's pupils suddenly contracted; this was definitely not the Shang Lingjun she remembered!

Xie Zhaoqing's expression shifted a few times before settling back down as he looked at the masked assassin.

"That bitch was well hidden, and I knew nothing about her. Now that things have changed, you can take action later."

The masked assassin uttered three words expressionlessly:

"You'll have to pay more."

"you!"

Xie Zhaoqing looked indignant. "Are you trying to raise the price on the spot? The agreed-upon two thousand taels is already a huge reward!"

"Two thousand taels would be enough for an ordinary noblewoman, but she is exceptionally skilled and it would be quite difficult to kill her. As a result, the amount would naturally have to be increased. This is the rule of the underworld."

"In this Shengjing region, do you think it's easy to kill a noblewoman from a powerful family and stage her death as an accident?"

The masked killer countered with a question.

Xie Zhaoqing gritted her teeth, "How much?"

"Add another five hundred."

"...Deal! But I have one condition: next time you must successfully take her life!"