Chapter 309 Which No. 1 Assassin?

Chapter 309 Which No. 1 Assassin?

As a salted fish, Shi Li has never had any big wishes or pursuits.

My original thought was to study well, work well, fall in love well, and get married well.

After accidentally entering the magical live broadcast room and starting a time-travel journey, all I wanted was to live a good life, even if it was just to be an unnoticed little character.

This time when she traveled to the end of Dongwei, she thought the same thing.

First, she should stay in the back and be a good mascot. No matter who takes over the tiger talisman of Liaocheng in the future, just give her a chance to survive.

After all, she has neither great talent nor the wisdom of a wise man, but she has self-knowledge. Making achievements and establishing a career are not suitable for her at all.

She doesn't have that ability.

But now, thinking about Xuan Yi's plan to assassinate the emperor of Dongwei, Shi Li felt uneasy and regretful.

She had seen Xuan Yi's abilities, and knew that historical records showed that he had escaped unscathed after a successful assassination, but she still couldn't help but worry.

That was assassinating the emperor!

It’s not that you can just kill Zhang San, Li Si, or Wang Ermaizi at will!

After sitting blankly on the felt bed for a while, Shi Li finally lost his patience and walked out of the tent and called Sun Zhaonan who was on duty outside.

"Please tell Deputy General Qi to come see me when he has time. I have something to ask him."

Sun Zhaonan nodded and said yes, then quietly raised his head and looked at Shi Li, "Princess..."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Shi Li's mind was now entirely focused on Xuan Yi, and she didn't notice Sun Zhaonan's hurt expression at all.

"I'm going to find Deputy General Qi." Sun Zhaonan hesitated and silently took two steps back. Seeing that Shi Li had no intention of keeping him, he finally turned around and left.

Shi Li returned to the tent and waited until dark, but Qi Yong did not show up.

Although she was anxious, she also knew that Qi Yong and Sun Jianchen had to shoulder heavy responsibilities as Liaocheng was in rebellion, so she did not rush them, but just walked out of the tent and looked back and forth.

Finally, Fu Jin also noticed something was wrong and asked carefully, "Does the princess have anything important to ask? I'll go ask her again."

"It doesn't matter, don't go." Shi Li lowered his head and sighed silently.

This is the helplessness of salted fish.

She couldn't help much, but at least she had to try not to cause trouble for others, otherwise it would be too bad.

The night gradually enveloped the camp, and the pale moonlight slowly fell with the cool night breeze.

Shi Li couldn't help but walk out of the tent again, and unexpectedly met Sun Zhaonan's complicated gaze.

"Princess, how about I urge her again?" Sun Zhaonan glanced at Shi Li and half lowered his head. The burning bonfire not far away illuminated half of his face.

The same bonfire, but also different from any bonfires I’ve ever seen.

Shi Li turned her head to look at the dancing flames, and shook her head in realization, "No need, you're overthinking it, I just feel a little stuffy in the tent."

After saying that, he no longer paid attention to Sun Zhaonan.

Sun Zhaonan stood there for a while before stepping aside in disappointment.

From time to time, the footsteps of night patrol soldiers and even the sound of weapons clashing could be heard around.

Shi Li's tent was in the center and the safest place, but she couldn't help feeling a chill in her heart.

"Princess, it's cold at night." Fu Jin came out with a floor-length cloak in her hand and handed it to Shi Li with concern.

They had not yet established a close relationship as master and servant, so she did not rashly put the cap on Shi Li.

Shi Li took the cloak and put it on his shoulders with a heavy heart.

It was late at night, when Shi Li had almost given up waiting for bedtime, when hurried footsteps were finally heard outside the tent.

Then came the voices that the two of them tried their best to suppress.

Although I couldn't hear what was said clearly, it sounded like the voices of Sun Zhaonan and Qi Yong.

Then, Qi Yong's deep and deep voice rang out from outside the tent.

"General Qi Yong, begging to see the princess."

"Come in."

Although her hair had been removed, Shi Li tied it up casually without hesitation and called in.

Qi Yong lifted the curtain and walked in. He was slightly stunned when he saw Shi Li's messy hair.

"I suddenly remembered to ask you something about the last time I asked you to investigate Xuan Yi's matter." Shi Li touched the braid hanging on her shoulder guiltily, looking at him with burning eyes.