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That's interesting. In this world, the Princess of Beiliang still died young. Now it seems that the death of the princess is still related to the imperial court. The relationship between the two is far from as harmonious as it seems on the surface.
There are a dozen killers, most of whom are at the innate stage. There are only two masters, one in the middle stage and one in the late stage. Besides her, there is only one guard beside Xu Weixiong.
The guard is also at the Grandmaster stage, and Xu Weixiong has just entered the Grandmaster stage. Given the comparison in strength, it would be normal for him to die, let alone get injured.
Jingwei and Ruyan were dealing with the killers like chopping melons and vegetables. Wu Ming looked at Xu Weixiong, who was dressed as a man. A black headband tied his hair into a masculine look, and he wore a gray and black robe, a black and white belt, and tough military boots. The only thing about her that could be identified as a woman was her freshly peeled skin and the fullness of her chest. According to the standards of later generations, she still had a C chest.
His right arm was slashed by someone, and the knife was obviously poisoned. Traces of poison corrosion could be seen on the faintly turned outward wound.
Fortunately, the poison has been suppressed by acupuncture and pulse-cutting techniques.
"I'm Wu Ming, the leader of the Inner Guard, greeting the Second Princess." Wu Ming stepped forward and bowed, then raised his hand and placed it on Xu Weixiong's shoulder. His internal energy was so pure and strong that it quickly forced the poison out of Xu Weixiong's wound.
Without Wu Ming's reminder, Xu Weixiong took out the golden medicine and sprinkled some on the wound. Beiliang had no shortage of good medicine. As soon as the medicine touched the wound, the bleeding stopped instantly. Within just a few breaths, the wound showed signs of healing.
"Thank you, Grand Commander." Xu Weixiong nodded to Wu Ming to express his gratitude. There was a coldness in his eyes, and he looked even colder than those killers.
Wu Ming was prepared for Xu Weixiong's attitude. This woman reserved all her smiles for the Prince of Beiliang. It was a chance encounter so a word of thanks was enough, but don't expect anything else.
As for the life-saving grace, isn't this Wu Ming's mission? Xu Weixiong's character is destined to make it impossible for him to be falsely polite to Wu Ming.
"Sir, there are no survivors. These people should be Northern Mang's death warriors. They have poison sacs hidden under their tongues. Seeing that the situation was hopeless, they all chose to commit suicide by taking poison."
"Northern Mang's death warriors? Spider Web's people? It's possible, but unlikely. I'm afraid someone is trying to divert attention by misleading others." Wu Ming is very clear-headed. Although Northern Liang is the barrier separating the Tang Dynasty and Northern Mang, and the Northern Mang Empress also regards Xu Xiao as a thorn in her side, but with Spider Web's style, if they really want to kill Xu Weixiong, they will never send only these crooked people.
Beimang knows Xu Xiao's strength best, and the Spider Web is led by Beimang's shadow prime minister Li Mibi, who is very knowledgeable about assassination and would not do it so crudely.
Yes, it's rough, these killers are so unprofessional.
In comparison, Wu Ming would rather believe that these killers were Beiliang’s own people, just like the plates from Beiliang Fushuifang, and the chase before him was just a prearranged drama.
Thinking of this, Wu Ming looked at Xu Weixiong meaningfully, and then glanced inadvertently at an inconspicuous house opposite Meirenzhuang.
"Second Princess, the assassin has been killed and it is getting late. It is better to go to the Beauty Manor to recuperate for a while."
"Yeah!" Xu Weixiong simply responded, turned around and walked straight into the Beauty Manor, as if he had handed over his own safety entirely to Wu Ming, without any intention of expressing any opinion.
"You two are responsible for protecting the princess closely. Remember, wherever the princess goes, you follow her." Wu Mingxiao made arrangements for Jingwei and the other two. He didn't care whether this so-called assassination was true or false. He had only one mission, which was to send Xu Weixiong to Chang'an safely.
As long as this point does not change, no matter who is calculating and what the purpose of the calculation is, it has nothing to do with him. It is good to grasp the key point. Thinking too much is really a waste of brain. Wouldn't it be better to use this time to enjoy the little benefits given by Tiannvrui?
"Master Wu is so decisive. I admire you very much." Tian Nurui had been watching the show from the side until all the killers were dealt with and Wu Ming had made arrangements one by one. Then she twisted her waist and moved closer to Wu Ming.
The plump and soft...breasts pressed against Wu Ming's arm through the cloth, and two blushes appeared on her fair face, which made her look even more charming. Her big eyes were filled with admiration.
Beauty trap, Wu Ming likes it the most.
He rolled his eyes, thinking of the appropriate way in which a beautiful woman should react when she throws herself into his arms. He stretched his arm back and then hesitantly placed it around Tian Nurui's waist.
When the palm touched the softness, it lifted up shyly.
Between movement and stillness, he seemed as if possessed by a spirit of drama, and played the role so smoothly.
A hint of anger flashed across Tiannvrui's eyes, and then she returned to her previous state. She took the initiative to grab Wu Ming's hand and put his big hand on her waist.
Anyway, he has already touched her, so instead of dodging it, she might as well let Wu Ming continue to hold her. The beauty's waist is a deadly knife. She is very confident about her figure and is very sure that she can make Wu Ming addicted.
She just didn't believe that with her beautiful looks, she couldn't get any information from Wu Ming.
The two of them walked into the Beauty Manor side by side. It was the first time for the guests in the Beauty Manor to witness someone taking advantage of Tian Nurui. Not only that, Tian Nurui also looked like a little bird.
In the past, when someone teased Tiannvrui, they would be greeted with sharp blades. Tiannvrui had three short knives and she used the three-sword style. Her moves were like dancing, with the three short knives flying up and down, which looked beautiful but concealed murderous intent.
There was once a man who tried to provoke Tian Nurui by relying on his strength, but was tortured to death by her on the spot.
"Brother, why don't you go to my room and have a drink?"
"I have a mission to accomplish, it's not good!" Wu Ming wiped the corner of his mouth, his greed was very restrained, just like his hand on Tian Nurui's waist, it was so polite that it was scary.
Because of this, Tiannurui was not as angry as before. Such a pure boy was completely different from those perverts.
Even Tian Nurui felt a little ashamed of her own little tricks.
Is it really okay to cheat people of their information like this?
But if she didn't lie, she couldn't convince herself. A force like Xueyue City had an ambiguous relationship with the imperial court, which could not be said to be good or bad.
The imperial court now has a promising young master like Wu Ming, so they must learn more about him in order to prepare.
Tiannvrui is responsible for providing intelligence to Xueyue City. This is her duty.
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Chapter 37: Taking Advantage
Wu Ming said, "It's not good, right?"
To Tiannvrui, this certainly sounded unsteady, so Wu Ming was half-pulled and half-dragged by Tiannvrui toward the room.
"There really is some good wine in my sister's room, as pure as amber and refreshing..."
"My name is Murong Fu, nice to meet the beautiful owner of the manor." Tian Nurui was promoting her fine wine to Wu Ming, when someone came up and disturbed them.
Murong Fu is a handsome and elegant man. At any other time, Tian Nurui would definitely not be stingy with her kindness to him, but at this moment, Murong Fu's appearance is a bit inappropriate.
"Well, Mr. Murong, eat and drink well." Tian Nurui still remembered her identity as the owner of the manor after all, and gave a perfunctory, awkward but polite smile. The next moment, without waiting for Murong Fu to speak again, she pulled Wu Ming and walked around Murong Fu.
Wu Ming glanced at this Mr. Murong and saw that his smile froze on his face instantly, and it looked a little funny as it changed.
However, this person didn't seem to be really greeting Tiannvrui. It seemed like all the attention was on him.
"Sister Rui, was that Gusu Murong Fu just now?"
"Yes."
"How long have you been here? Did you come alone?" While they were going upstairs, Wu Ming asked about things related to Murong Fu.
"Why are you asking about him?"
"Sorry, it's my professional habit. If it's inconvenient, you can just not tell me." Wu Ming smiled awkwardly.
"It's not inconvenient. You should know that Sangu City is full of merchants. This Mr. Murong is not here for the first time. I have seen him several times before. He was mostly in contact with some merchants. I don't know what kind of transactions he was doing, but what they were specifically about."
"Usually they bring two or three people with them when they come. They did this time as well, but this time they brought fewer people, maybe just one." Tian Nurui thought for a moment and then told everyone everything she knew. Wu Ming wasn't asking about any secret information, so naturally there was nothing to hide.
"Oh, so that's how it is." Wu Ming noticed Murong Fu because of what happened before. Murong Fu was greeting Tian Nurui on the surface, but his attention was on him, which was very abnormal.
This is a behavior that completely goes against the nature of men. After all, Tian Nurui is indeed coquettish, and when everyone is intoxicated, suddenly a teenager driving a protective mask comes. This feeling of incompatibility is particularly eye-catching.
In this regard, Wu Ming is judging others by himself. He is lustful himself, so he thinks everyone must be lustful. This is indeed wrong, but it is the nature of men. Murong Fu did not castrate himself, so it is really unacceptable.
While they were absorbed in this, the two of them had already entered Tian Nurui's room. The space inside was large, and the design was not luxurious, but rather had a warm feel. The decorations were mostly red, which suited Tian Nurui's preferences.
After arranging Wu Ming to sit down, Tian Nurui asked the servants to serve the wine and food. As soon as the servants left, she couldn't wait to sit next to Wu Ming.
She sat in the position that seemed as if she wanted to stick to Wu Ming, with her long, smooth legs tilted outward, causing her upper body to be closer to Wu Ming. Her pair of firm breasts that emerged from her torn clothes were staring right in front of Wu Ming's eyes.
While pouring wine and picking up dishes, the aroma of milk filled the air and rushed straight into Wu Ming's nose.
Because the distance was close enough, Wu Ming could see the slightly white and soft flesh on the firm side while he lowered his head to eat.
It has a very round shape, clear outlines, and is really nice and tight.
Wu Ming was possessed by the spirit of shame and moved his body uneasily. Before he had even taken a few sips of the wine, his face had already turned mostly red, as if he was frightened by Tian Nurui's behavior which had no taboos between men and women.
Tian Nurui saw his expression and was anxious. Don't just blush, this is right in front of you, why don't you take a look at it? If you don't take advantage of it, how can I speak?
After a long time, Wu Ming seemed to be drunk, and he began to move a little boldly, even leaning towards Tian Nvrui.
As he leaned forward, Wu Ming's arm sank directly into something soft.
Then, this guy seemed to have found some fun toy, and began to rub his hard arms up and down.
Now it was Tiannurui's turn to blush, half out of shame and half out of anger.
The reason for being embarrassed was naturally because of being attacked in important parts, and the reason for being angry was that he had run into a stupid guy, and the actions of taking advantage of him were so monotonous and boring.
Seeing that as the conversation continued, Wu Ming had no chance to speak, Tian Nurui finally decided to ask him directly, regardless of whether he would say it or not, she would just ask and see.
"Brother Wu Ming, you said before that you have a master. Can you tell me who your master is?"
"Master, my master is so awesome." Wu Ming's eyes were blurry with drunkenness, full of admiration.
"How powerful?"
"Well... probably this, plus this." Wu Ming's eyes wandered around the room, as if he wanted to describe it more vividly. Finally, he fixed his gaze on Tian Nvrui, stretched out his hands and lifted up Tian Nvrui's breasts.
It was a big pair, enough to look down on most women. This metaphor seemed to be very vivid. When Tian Nurui was suddenly grabbed, she was stunned at first, then embarrassed and angry, and her head was about to smoke.
Then she realized that she had been fooled. Heaven, Earth, the Emperor, Parents and Teachers are all important to one. A teacher is like a father and a mother. How could a disciple describe his master in such a vulgar way? Even a vicious demon would not say such words.
Moreover, can this little bit of wine really make a grandmaster so drunk?
Even if he didn't use his internal force to force himself to drink, he shouldn't look like this, unless he had never drunk alcohol before and had a special physique!
Tian Nurui didn't know why she had to think so much. At this time, shouldn't she snatch back her pair of treasures first?
Tian Nurui leaned back and tried to break free from Wu Ming's hands, but Wu Ming held her too tightly, and when she moved, she ended up hurting herself.
"Hmm...!" Tian Nurui let out an involuntary cry of pain, and then her face changed. Her jade-like little hand reached behind her, and when she reappeared, she had a sharp dagger in her hand.
The short knife appeared, and Tiannvrui moved without hesitation, slashing directly at Wu Ming's wrist.
However, he did not expect that the powerful blow did not even cut Wu Ming's skin. To put it more bluntly, not a single hair was cut off.
Tiannvrui's pupils shrank. She really didn't expect that Wu Ming's body could be so strong.
"Sister Rui, are you performing magic?"
Wu Ming smiled foolishly as if he was still drunk, but his eyes were clear. After asking, he pulled Tian Nvrui into his arms and reached out to grope her back.
He seemed to be looking for a knife, but in fact he was taking advantage of the opportunity.
He simply does not have the demeanor and bearing of a grandmaster at all.
Tian Nurui naturally resisted, holding the knife in her backhand, and stabbed Wu Ming more than a dozen times in a flash, changing positions more than a dozen times, but the result was a tinkling sound that sounded like a musical movement.
Each of the cuts was very solid, and each one felt like stabbing through meteorite.
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Chapter 38: Helpless Tian Nurui
"How about it?"