Chapter 123 You will surely die The best assassin in the world was in Yong State, pretending to be Wei Ji's retainer, and delivered a message to Jiang's house.

Is his goal Jiang He or Wei Ji? Zongjun stood there dumbly, wishing he could turn around and run away immediately, running to the capital of Yong State to tell Su Yu about this.

Su Yu is a man who can cut through trouble with a sharp sword. Even if he uses a thousand-on-one roundup tactic, the assassin named Wei Rang will never see the sun tomorrow.

But the two people in front of him were obviously not worried about themselves.

They're worried about other people.

"Zhao Zheng." Jiang He said, "He wants to kill Zhao Zheng!"

She turned around suddenly, as if she was going to return to Yong Kingdom at all costs. Her fluttering clothes brushed against Wei Ji's palm, and he held her tightly.

"Don't leave." Wei Ji said in a deep voice, "Listen to me first, how scary he is."

How terrible is it? Killing someone in the air?Come and go without a trace?Or are you good at disguising yourself? It is easy to block an open spear, but difficult to guard against a hidden matter how scary the other party is, the first thing she has to do is go back and warn him.

"Just warning is useless," Wei Ji said, "As long as Zhao Zheng walks out of the palace, there will be no return."

Anything within ten feet can become the assassin's weapon.

Wei Rang once asked him for help, saying that there was no need to work hard, and he would assassinate whichever monarch wanted to fight.

But Wei Ji refused.

The monarch represents the interests of a country and the plans of the court. If the monarch dies, the new successor may not change his mind.

Killing people doesn't solve the problem.

But obviously Wei Rang didn't think so.

"Your Majesty will leave the palace to bid farewell to the soldiers and horses for the expedition." Zong Jun said, "Your Majesty, don't panic. Your health has just improved, so it would be better for you to leave as a slave."

"Zongjun!" Jiang He stepped forward and held his arm, "You must be quick."

Zongjun rode away quickly, Wei Ji tightened his grip on Jiang He's sleeves, and then slowly loosened his grip.

Fortunately, she didn't risk it at all costs.

There are many people in this world who can die, but not Jiang He.

"You can rest in peace and recuperate." Looking at her expression, Wei Ji sighed softly and said, "I also want to find out who gave the assassin the opportunity to get close to Zhao Zheng, and who made things difficult for Wei Guo again and again."

The assassin deliberately revealed his identity as Wei Ji's retainer before the assassination. It was clear that someone had directed him to frame the matter on him.

Zhao Zheng is already pretending to attack Wei, but there are still people who are unwilling to give up and add fuel to the fire. So it is not difficult to guess this person who wants to reap the benefits.

It's not that he didn't guess correctly, but he hoped that he was wrong.

After all, that girl shouldn't have had ulterior motives and was duplicitous.

She should be like the first snowflake in winter, white and ignorant, clear and pure.

King Yong's Palace is extremely busy today.

When going to bid farewell to the soldiers outside the city, they have to wear cumbersome Yuanduan court even so, the only person serving Zhao Zheng was Li Wenzhou, the chief chamberlain.

Seeing Su Yu and Zongjun coming in a panic, and hearing what they said about the assassin Wei Rang, Zhao Zheng still stretched out his arms and tied the waistband with jade ornaments hanging on it.

"Is it an assassin?"

"Indeed an assassin."

"Wei's assassin?"

"He was originally Wei Ji's retainer, but he has been expelled by Wei Ji."

But the assassin still went to Jiang's house many times, saying that he was delivering messages for Wei Ji.

Such intentions are obvious.

"Your Majesty," Su Yu thought for a while, but couldn't help but say, "Wei Ji said that the assassin can be called the best in the world. Such a person will have some skills to kill people from a distance. There are many people today, and I am afraid..."

"What?" Zhao Zheng looked at him and smiled, his scornful eyes slightly opened, showing a relaxed smile, "Are you going to be scared back by an assassin today?"

It seems that I can't be persuaded.

Su Yu reached behind Zong Jun, patted him gently, and whispered: "Where is the letter?"

"What letter?" Zongjun was confused.

"The princess's letter!" Su Yu's voice was already a little loud, "It works! Didn't you bring it back last time?" It was that letter that stopped the monarch from going to Luoyang immediately.

Although Su Yu didn't know what was written in the letter, he admired Jiang He very much.

If the Queen Mother knew about this, she might say that Jiang He acted like a puppet on strings, causing harm to the country and the people.

"Not this time," Zongjun finally understood. "As soon as the princess heard that the man in the portrait the general gave me was an assassin, she immediately panicked and wanted to come over in person. It was the slave who ran so fast that she got there first."

"Ah He is panicking?" Zhao Zheng looked towards him with a smile on his face.

"Yes," Zong Jun said, "Mr. Wei also held her back——"

Zongjun immediately fell silent when he said this. He had already seen the smile on Zhao Zheng's face disappear, replaced by an expression he had never seen before.

What's that expression?

"Please allow me to serve Your Majesty," Zongjun, who knew he had said the wrong thing again, knelt down. "My ability to identify poisons has not been lost. I am willing to serve Your Majesty when he comes out of the palace to pay farewell to the soldiers."

"Wei Chen also swears to accompany us to the death!" Su Yu also knelt down.

Outside the dormitory, the palace maids and servants passed by in a hurry, carefully preparing the drinks and food they would take outside the capital was specially prepared in the palace. Although Your Majesty does not use it, it is better than gold and silver as a reward to the soldiers.

Not far from the palace, a black-clad messenger rushed into the embassy. He waited until Princess Zhao Yuxue of Jinyang retreated before delivering the letter.

The man did not leave, but took out a piece of fire from his sleeve and burned it immediately after Zhao Yuxue finished reading the letter.

"Uncle is so careful."

Zhao Yuxue opened the white silk bag with a smile, took out the white cloth inside, and opened it gently.

Her smile froze on her face and gradually became frozen.

There were only four words in the letter: "If you advance further, you will die."

If you go further, you will die, and if you go further, you will die.

Zhao Yuxue's hands were shaking uncontrollably, as if she wanted to shake off the letter. She barely maintained her composure, looked at the messenger and said, "Isn't it wrong?"

"No." The messenger lowered his head and said solemnly, "If the princess reads the letter, please give it to me."

"Did uncle tell me anything else?" Zhao Yuxue held the letter reluctantly, but did not hand it to the messenger for a long time.

Sometimes important things are not written down, but are relayed words in the report and the words in the letter are combined to form a complete meaning.

This also prevents secret messages from being stolen.

But the messenger stared at Zhao Yuxue's hand, shook his head and said: "Young master only gives secret messages to those in humble positions."

With only a secret message, her uncle, who had always been very protective of her, actually threatened her with four words! He got it!

He knew that he was looking for the assassin, knew the assassin's goal, and knew that everything he did was to let the Yong Kingdom kill the Wei Kingdom and fight for the whole country.

Zhao Yuxue didn't know which step went wrong.

It stands to reason that there is no owner in Jiang He's house. Unless Wei Ji comes in person, it is impossible to know that the person who broke in to deliver the message is Wei Rang.

Jiang He and Wei Ji should have broken up a long time ago, so can Wei Ji predict the future?

But in this case, it doesn’t matter if the fish is dead or the net is broken!

Since Wei Ji threatened, it means that Yong State still doesn't know who the plotter plan was so seamless that even if Zhao Zheng was prepared, there was no way he could escape the assassin.

Will you die if you advance further?

Who is afraid of death?

If you die for your country, why should you fear death? There was the sound of drums in the distance, which was the sound of Zhao Zheng leaving the palace.

Zhao Yuxue threw Wei Ji's letter to the messenger, stood up and walked out.

"Are you ready?"

"Don't worry, Your Highness."

Behind Zhao Yuxue, the letter burst into flames. The flames were magnificent and dangerous, swallowing up the black handwriting.

(End of this chapter)