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Chapter 387 Assassination
"I'm dead, how could he be safe and sound! Heh, that's ridiculous." The fifth prince laughed sinisterly, then looked at the hidden guard beside him.

The secret guard knelt on the ground, feeling the cold gaze of the fifth prince, and felt a chill in his body. Then he heard the cold command from the fifth prince, "You, at midnight tonight, I want to see Fu Bingqing's head appear." On my desk."

The secret guard never expected that the fifth prince would not even understand the truth of the matter, so he would be so arbitrary and ask him to kill Fu Bingqing. The secret guard swayed, slightly unsteady, and quickly clasped his fists and responded: "Yes ! Subordinates obey!"

After saying that, the dark shadow flashed, and the secret guard disappeared into the fifth prince's room.

After the dark guard left, the fifth prince covered his lips and coughed weakly. Anyone who betrayed him must die!
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At this time, Jin Changying was in the room, copied a copy of the prescription, and asked Zitang to send the prescription to the concentration camp in the name of Fu Zhuo.

"County Lord, is there something wrong with you, why does your face look a little ugly?" Zitang took the prescription in Jin Changying's hand, tilted her head to look at Jin Changying's flushed face, and couldn't help feeling a little worried.

"Really?" Jin Changying heard this and raised his hand to touch his face. It was indeed a little hot, but Jin Changying didn't pay too much attention. He just waved his hand and said, "It doesn't matter, it should be in the house. After staying for too long, I am a little hypoxic, so hurry up and send the prescription."

Zitang didn't understand what Jin Changying meant by hypoxia, but when Jin Changying said it was okay, he had no choice but to nod and leave the inn with the prescription.

I don't know if it was because Zitang's crow's mouth just hit the mark, but Jin Changying felt a little groggy, and just as she was about to go to bed, she heard noises coming from upstairs.

Listening to the noise outside, Jin Changying couldn't fall asleep for a while, "Who is it, they are resting, what a noise."

Jin Changying muttered dissatisfiedly, lifted the quilt, put on clothes, opened the door of the wing room, and looked out, only to see a piece of wood falling straight on the ground in front of him, just one finger away from Jin Changying. Jin Changying was stunned, looking at the boards on the ground, unable to recover for a while.

"Stop! Hurry up and grab him! Someone!" Just as Jin Changying was in a daze, he heard someone shouting upstairs.

Jin Changying finally came to his senses and looked around, only to see a man in black doing somersaults and dodging the attacks of the two people behind him. The movements of the three of them were surprisingly fast, which dazzled Jin Changying. Even with his eyes, he didn't recognize the appearance of the two of them.

Instead, it was the person standing at the stairs on the second floor who was yelling. Jin Changying recognized that it was Mr. Jin Yuan. Jin Changying frowned slightly. What's going on?

At this time, Jin Changying took a closer look and recognized the three fighting people, one of them was Fu Bingqing, and the other was Fu Zhuo.

Jin Changying walked out of the stairs on the second floor and asked Mr. Jin Yuan, "What's going on?"

When Jin Yuanjun saw Jin Changying, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and then he replied meekly: "Sister Chang, this man in black came out of nowhere, and Bingqing and I are about to take a rest. Unexpectedly, he bumped into him and broke in through the window. Fortunately, Big Brother Fu came to talk to Bingqing, and we escaped the catastrophe." That's what he said, but Jin Yuanjun's eyes followed the figures of several people all the time. When it landed on the man in black, a cold light flashed in Jin Yuanjun's eyes.

Others may not recognize that person, but Jin Yuanjun and Fu Bingqing did. That person was the secret guard beside the fifth prince. He was very skilled in martial arts. Neither Jin Yuanjun nor Fu Bingqing expected that this day would come like this. Come on, the fifth prince actually sent someone to kill them!

Jin Changying glanced at Jin Yuanjun and leaned against the stairs, watching a few people fighting. Fu Zhuo slapped the man in black far away with his palm, and the man spurted out a mouthful of blood. The plan was revealed, knowing that he was invincible, the man in black braced his body, dodged the attacks of the two men, went straight to the door, and then disappeared at the door.

"Stop!" Fu Bingqing yelled, and hurriedly chased him out, followed by Fu Zhuo. After a while, the two came back in disgrace, obviously lost in pursuit.

"How is it? Who is it?" Jin Yuanjun rushed up to greet him, and looked up and down Fu Bingqing with some concern to check whether he was injured.

"I don't know who he is, but he has very strong martial arts skills, and his moves are deadly. He doesn't just want to break into the house and rob him. Maybe what he wants is his life." Fu Bingqing took the handkerchief handed over by Jin Yuanjun and wiped it. Wiping the sweat from his forehead, his eyes were gloomy. He looked at Jin Yuanjun with a vague look. The couple said nothing in a tacit understanding, just because they had already found the answer, the fifth prince.

Jin Changying's focus is different from those of the two, because she saw that when Jin Yuanjun handed Fu Bingqing a handkerchief, Fu Zhuo looked at Fu Bingqing with some envy and jealousy, as if he was very envious, and also I don't know what I am envious of.

Jin Changying's eyes lingered on these three people. Jin Yuanjun and Fu Bingqing's husband and wife were obviously in love with each other, and the husband and wife were deeply in love. It was not good for Fu Zhuo to like whom, but for Jin Yuanjun, a cruel and merciless woman. Jin Changying thought quite sourly.

Seeing how pitiful Fu Yao was, Jin Changying couldn't bear it. She took out her handkerchief and asked Fu Zhuo to wipe her sweat. Knowing that Fu Yao didn't want her handkerchief, Jin Changying felt a little uncomfortable. He said very meanly: "Here, I have wronged you."

Fu Zhuo was just looking enviously at Fu Bingqing and Mr. Jin Yuan helping her to wipe her sweat. Unexpectedly, Jin Changying gave her a handkerchief at this time. Handkerchief, eyes lit up, looked at Jin Changying rather flattered, and asked: "This...is this for me?"

Jin Changying rolled her eyes angrily, and said, "If it wasn't for you, could it be for me?"

When Fu Zhuo got the affirmative answer, he immediately took Jin Changying's handkerchief cautiously, touched it like a baby, folded it very carefully, and put it in his arms, the joy in his eyes couldn't stop.

Looking at Fu Zhuo's strange behavior, Jin Changying couldn't help reminding: "What are you doing? I asked you to wipe your sweat. Why do you take it back?"

Saying that, Jin Changying pointed to the sweat on Fu Zhuo's forehead, just now trembling with the hidden guard, the bean-sized sweat slipped from Fu Zhuo's face.

Fu Zhuo was stunned for a moment, and asked with some confusion: "Didn't Madam give this to me?"

"Send you a fart! Who will give a handkerchief as a gift?!" Jin Changying was very speechless, and before Fu Yao could react, he took out the handkerchief that he had just put in from Fu Yao's arms, and wiped the sweat on his face indiscriminately , and then stuffed the dirty handkerchief into Fu Zhuo's hands with disgust, "I'll give it to you!"

Fu Zhuo caught the handkerchief, looked at the handkerchief which was wet with sweat, a trace of distress flashed in his eyes, he didn't plan to use it to wipe sweat, but now it was all stained by sweat.

(End of this chapter)