Las bellezas de la dinastía Song

Capítulo 53

Chapter 115: Interesting

I cautiously tugged at Dark Night's sleeve, "Hey."

Are you alright?

An Ye looked down at me, paused, and his murderous intent vanished immediately. His face, however, was dark. "You're saying he almost killed you?"

Uh—? What does that mean?

"No, no, that's not true. You must have misheard. Hehe." I said awkwardly. I was joking, but why was this guy so interested in this? What if he asked for details? Would I dare say it was him? Besides, it wasn't him at all, it was my demon master.

An Ye choked on his words, his face darkening even more. He stared at me coldly for a moment, then snorted and turned his head away.

Strange, this dark night is truly strange.

I frowned, quietly pondering. Had he taken the wrong medicine? Why was he behaving so strangely? One minute he was acting oddly, the next he was laughing, then he'd suddenly go berserk for no apparent reason. Had the TV shows and novels I'd watched before been incomplete? Was this really what a real assassin was like?

He stole glances at the man with a somber expression, staring into the darkness outside the pavilion. Tall and handsome, though he tried to conceal it, he couldn't hide the occasional air of nobility emanating from him. According to Cheng Jue, this gathering at Qingfeng Tower was a place reserved for the elite scholars and beauties of the Tianxing Dynasty, yet he was allowed to attend, and seemingly quite openly at that. Just who was he?

If he were merely an assassin, he would never possess such an aura; if he were of noble birth, why would he choose to remain hidden as a killer in the shadows?

That's so funny.

I secretly smiled. No matter what, I need to find out his identity first.

I remembered the small seal from earlier and couldn't help but glance at his slightly open collar. If I could steal something from him, maybe I could find out his true identity. Hehe.

"Uh, Dark Night, are you angry with me?" I looked at him pitifully.

My master once said that when I deliberately act pitiful, even he, knowing full well that there's a belly full of bad intentions hidden beneath my innocent little face, sometimes still can't help but fall for it.

Uh, this is a good opportunity to test whether my master is lying to me.

An Ye glanced at him sideways, then his eyes fixed on him. A look of pity appeared on his face. Finally, he sighed softly, moved his hand slightly, raised it halfway, then suddenly pulled it back. He stood up and said, "Let's go."

"Mmm." I nodded happily. I had just stood up when I lost my balance and bumped into his arms.

Her fingers swiftly slipped inside his clothes, her fingertips touching something square and cool. Not daring to linger, she quickly pulled out and tucked the object into her sleeve. She was overjoyed.

It seems to be a token?

"Uh, sorry, thank you." I climbed out of Dark Night's arms and smiled at him sheepishly.

A fleeting glint of confusion crossed his dark eyes, but it vanished instantly. Without a word, he turned and boarded the boat. I blinked, a little uneasy, wondering if he had noticed.

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Mo Yu stood in the pavilion, his gaze fixed on a small boat on the lake, watching them turn and turn, visiting each pavilion, chatting and laughing, their behavior friendly. The girl disguised as a boy repeatedly and deliberately approached the assassin, her smile radiant.

"Young Master." Lin Ye's voice came from outside the pavilion. He walked in and handed over a sheet of Xuan paper, its ink still dripping. "This is what they left in Li Jinhuan's pavilion just now."

Mo Yu took it, a half-smile appearing on his face.

Such harsh and sarcastic words—no doubt, it must have been that girl's idea. Given that person's personality, he could never have come up with such thoughts. But why would he agree to write them for her? Does he know the uproar his own handwriting, written in such a style, would cause in the court?

Mo Yu's hand paused for a moment, his gaze sweeping over the signature and seal beneath the rice paper. His surprise was undisguised, and the smile on his face suddenly turned cold. He really didn't care about anything anymore. Hmph!

"Young Master, what should we do?" Lin Ye clearly understood the seriousness of the situation; he had some cold sweat on his forehead.

Should we hang it? What if it causes unrest in the court? If we don't hang it? Will that person get angry?

"Hang it up," Mo Yu ordered calmly, his voice cold and devoid of any emotion.

"Yes." Lin Yeshen glanced at his master and replied respectfully. Turning his head, he looked at the small boat that was about to dock, and the smiling woman on the boat. Suddenly, he sighed softly.

Chapter 116: The only one

An Ye remained silent and didn't look at me. Feeling guilty, I pretended to admire the scenery and didn't deliberately approach him again. The small boat docked, and An Ye reached out his hand to me. I was slightly surprised, then smiled broadly, quickly placed my hand in his, and jumped aboard.

As they walked side by side down the tree-lined path, they were greeted by a figure dressed in white, with a calm and smiling expression and elegant demeanor—none other than Mo Yu.

Mo Yu walked over and nodded to An Ye, his manner gentle and refined. An Ye returned the greeting.

"You two know each other?" I asked, looking at them curiously.

Mo Yu pulled me closer, straightened my collar, and smiled, "What, you're allowed to get to know each other, but we're not?"

"No, it's just that, shouldn't everyone you know, Lord Mo, be high-ranking officials? Could it be that An Ye is one of them?" I winked mischievously at An Ye.

An Ye's expression was complex.

Mo Yu asked jokingly, "And what about Young Master Lin?"

I stuck out my tongue. "But someone like me is always an unexpected accident, the only one like me in so many years." If you're not convinced, then try having someone fall from the sky and land right on you!

Mo Yu gently pinched my nose, smiling indulgently, "Yes, you're the only one, there hasn't been one like this in so many years."

"That's right." I said smugly, then slapped him hard on the shoulder with a pained expression. "Don't keep rubbing my nose, you've rubbed it all flat, it looks awful."

"No, it's quite pretty."

"Really?" I exclaimed, delighted.

Mo Yu nodded helplessly.

"You two can continue your conversation, I'll take my leave now." Dark Night coldly snorted, turned around, and strode away.

I made a face in the direction Dark Night had gone. Hmph, you stinking assassin, you deadbeat assassin, still so arrogant? Who cares?! Hmph!