This was an unfamiliar face that Ding Yi had never seen before, and there were no signs of disguise.
Before coming to the Sun Mansion, Yuan Baozhen had said that the person who came with Xiao Jue was his nephew, the young master of the Right Minister's House, the famous "Useless Young Master" in the Shuo capital. He had only mentioned it casually and did not go into detail. After all, at that time, none of them had expected that this seemingly harmless useless young master would mess up the entire game.
He could not be the real Cheng Lisu, the young master raised in the Shuo capital would not have such a fierce gaze.
Who was he? Was he Xiao Jue's subordinate? But why did Xiao Jue's subordinate look at him with such a gaze? It was as if they had a feud.
Looking at the young man in front of him, Ding Yi said, "Are you trying to act mysterious here?"
He Yan chuckled, "Are you scared?"
Ding Yi's smile faded, "You're so stubborn that it's hard to like you." As he finished speaking, the dagger in his sleeve suddenly grew a few inches, and quickly stabbed towards He Yan.
He Yan spun around and flew up.
The two figures wrestled together, and the silhouettes reflected on the window were particularly eerie. If the servants of the Sun Mansion were to pass by at this moment, they would probably confirm the rumors of ghosts.
He Yan was slightly surprised.
At that time, she had fallen into He Rufei's trap, and it was this person in front of her who had given her the medicine that caused her to go blind. She had always thought that Ding Yi was just a servant who worked for He Rufei. Later, when she met Yuan Baozhen, she knew that this person's skills were not bad, but only when she personally fought with him did she realize that Ding Yi was more powerful than she had thought.
His skills were far superior to the head assassin, Ying Yue. Not only did he have such skills, but he was also very cautious, and would not make a move unless he was completely confident. Therefore, even if it was an assassination at the banquet, he would be the last chess piece, and would not make a move unless it was absolutely necessary. The incense ball was the same. It had to wait for Xiao Jue to be poisoned and weak before it could be used to kill her in one shot.
Today, Ding Yi had set a trap for He Yan to fall into it. However, he was just thinking that no matter how outstanding He Yan was, he was just a 16-year-old boy. He couldn't be that powerful.
This person was both conceited and cautious. He was conceited because he was confident in his skills and abilities. He was cautious because he wanted to be absolutely safe.
He was not to be underestimated.
Ding Yi was also shocked.
He had never seen such an opponent before.
It was said that Xiao Jue, the Commander-in-Chief of the Right Army, was skilled in both the pen and the sword, and rarely had a match. He really wanted to fight with her, but He Rufei had repeatedly warned him not to fight with Xiao Jue, so he could only make his move secretly and wait for an opportunity to strike. A person like him would never be able to compete with others openly. He was like a rat hiding in a ditch, only able to hide in the dark. Having a body full of martial arts skills but nowhere to display them was like walking in the night in brocade clothes.
In Ding Yi's heart, it was not that he did not feel disappointed.
This boy had a mysterious background, and he was eager to try. He wanted to defeat him openly, and then use him to scheme against Xiao Jue. This way, he could show off his abilities. However, after this fight, he realized that he had been too careless.
This boy's skills were not weak.
The dagger brushed past He Yan's head. Ding Yi's palm came and hit He Yan's left shoulder, causing her to retreat a few steps and knock over the Buddha statue on the table.
"You are being disrespectful to the Buddha statue." He Yan said, "Aren't you afraid that the Buddha statue will come to you at night?"
Ding Yi looked at her unhappily. This boy had been hit by his palm, yet he could still talk. He sneered, "Do you know that a Buddha statue here represents a dead person? You will soon join them."
He Yan reached out and touched her shoulder, revealing a frightened expression, "Don't tell ghost stories at night for no reason!" Although she said this, she did not hesitate to stab Ding Yi with the dagger in her hand.
Ding Yi dodged, and the dagger flicked his hat off, causing it to fall to the ground.
He Yan sighed in her heart. She did not have any weapons when she came out. This dagger was the one she used to cut the deer meat on the first day she came to the Sun family's banquet. At that time, Xiao Jue was stabbed, and she rushed in to help in a hurry. This dagger used to cut the deer meat, at this moment, seemed too elegant and impractical.
Just as she was thinking, Ding Yi came forward again. He Yan dodged the tip of the dagger, and was hit on the back by his palm. He suddenly felt a sweet taste in his throat.
Although Ding Yi used a dagger, he preferred to fight bare-handed. He was very confident in his own skills, which was why he did this.
"After being hit by two of my palms, you are still standing." Ding Yi's eyes moved slightly, "You are the first."
He Yan swallowed the blood in his throat, and smiled, "You are also the first to be able to survive two of my palms."
"You have a sharp tongue." Ding Yi said, and ran forward again.
He Yan turned around and fled to the window.
Lady He's body was still too weak. Perhaps God was like this, and there was no absolute fairness in the world. A woman's mind was more delicate than a man's, and her body was destined to be weaker than a man's. Although she was brave and good at fighting in her previous life, she was now only a 16-year-old girl. Before this spring, she had never learned any martial arts.
Her inner strength was not as strong as Ding Yi's.
"You want to escape?" Ding Yi laughed, and reached out to grab He Yan's collar and pulled back. He Yan's body was pulled back by him, and he fell into the shrine.
Incense ashes scattered in the air.
"No one will come here at night." Ding Yi laughed, "If no one dares to come, you can only wait for death here."
He Yan stood up, and kicked away a Buddha statue in front of him, and laughed, "I am a dead man."
Her casual movements made Ding Yi feel extremely familiar, and he was stunned for a moment.
Ding Yi was He Rufei's subordinate, and had been with He Rufei for many years. They had always lived in a courtyard, far away from Shuojing. In the past few years, He Rufei had trained Ding Yi to be a man of sacrifice. Ding Yi was very skilled, knew how to make poison, knew how to disguise, and was very meticulous. Even if he was someone else's subordinate, he was still very outstanding.
His skills naturally needed to be put to good use. However, when they returned to Shuojing, Ding Yi's first task was to make a bowl of poison that could blind people and deliver it to Young Mistress Xu, He Rufei's cousin.
At that time, he was very dissatisfied with this task, and did not know why He Rufei gave the order to kill his cousin. The fight between women was a matter of the harem. What use was there for him? It was a waste of talent. Ding Yi felt insulted.
He Rufei told him, "Don't underestimate her. You have to be careful, and don't let anyone find out."
Ding Yi was very confused. How powerful could a woman be? Why did he have to be careful?
Half curious and half disdainful, Ding Yi entered the Xu family and stayed there for three days.
It was during these three days that he realized that Young Mistress Xu was not a simple woman. She was very sensitive. Sometimes, when Ding Yi hid in the dark and wanted to observe her, she immediately noticed that something was wrong. There were a few times when Ding Yi almost exposed himself.
In the end, he had no choice but to use the identity of He Rufei's servant to hide in the Xu family. Although Young Mistress Xu was cautious and sensitive, she trusted the He family very much and gave him an opportunity. He still remembered that the bowl of medicine was given to Young Mistress Xu. When Young Mistress Xu heard that it was a tonic sent by the He family, she drank it all without thinking. At that time, he did not know what to feel. This kind of woman with such skills and ability, if he fought her openly, he would have to put in a lot of effort to take her life. However, as long as someone close to her took action, she could get what she wanted with just a bowl of medicine. She did not even need to put in much effort.
No wonder people always said that the only people who could be deceived and hurt were the people close to them.
During those three days, Ding Yi also noticed some of Young Mistress Xu's little habits. For example, sometimes when there was something in front of her, like a fallen tree branch, she liked to kick it away. Her kicking seemed casual, but she used a lot of force. This was considered very rude for a woman from a rich family. Young Mistress Xu also knew this, so every time she unconsciously kicked something away, she would react. If there was no one around, she would leave as if nothing had happened. If there was someone around, she would stick out her tongue apologetically.
While she was doing this, her face, which was always expressionless, took on a lively expression. It was as if this was the real her. Therefore, after such a long time, Ding Yi almost could not remember Young Mistress Xu's appearance, but he still remembered her kicking away the tree branch in front of her.
Just now, the young man in front of him kicked away the Buddha statue at his feet. That action and expression suddenly overlapped with the Young Mistress Xu in Ding Yi's memory.
But how could he be Young Mistress Xu?
After drinking that bowl of medicine, Young Mistress Xu became blind. Ding Yi thought that was the end of it. Until this spring, when he was at the He Family, he heard that Young Mistress Xu slipped and fell into the pond and drowned.
Ding Yi did not think that she really slipped and drowned, because when He Rufei and the He Family heard this, other than the madam of the second branch, they were not surprised at all. They must have known this long ago.
What could cause the entire He Family to be so ruthless towards a married daughter, and not be at ease even if she became blind, and still want her life? After thinking about it, he gradually thought of a clue.
He Rufei lived in another courtyard for many years, and when he returned to Shuo Jing, he suddenly became General Feihong. Ding Yi thought that the He Family found a substitute for He Rufei, and since He Rufei was back, the substitute should die. But, what if that substitute was a woman?
This sounded inconceivable, but it was not impossible. Especially when Ding Yi thought about Young Mistress Xu's alertness and skills, it was not something that an ordinary woman could do. Especially when they heard that Young Mistress Xu was blind, she did not collapse, but tried to listen to sounds to distinguish shapes. Perhaps it was because of this that the He Family felt uneasy.
What they needed was an obedient blind person. If this blind person could walk, move, and talk, they would not be at ease.
The Young Mistress Xu that he had blinded might be the famous General Feihong. Every time he thought of this, Ding Yi felt proud and regretful. He was proud that he had quelled the chaos in Xi Qiang, and that the General Feihong, who many people were afraid of, had been defeated by a small character like him. Regretfully, although he had schemed against Young Mistress Xu, it was not honorable. It was just a bowl of medicine.
The light was dim, and the young man's appearance was blurred. He Yan's eyes curved. "It's not a good habit to be absent-minded during a fight." Her voice was accompanied by her movements. She was as nimble as a ghost, and in the blink of an eye, she was in front of Ding Yi.
"Pfft!" The dagger scratched his sleeve, leaving a bloody mark. He Yan had stabbed his arm.
"Is this all you've got?" Ding Yi's eyes flashed with excitement, and a little disdain. This young man was definitely not General Feihong. General Feihong … was more than this.
He disapprovingly tore off the part of his sleeve that had fallen out. He looked at He Yan and laughed. "I don't care if you're a human or a ghost, you're going to die today!"
He rushed towards He Yan.
The room was very spacious, but because there were Buddha statues everywhere, it seemed narrow and cramped. Ding Yi had been practicing martial arts since he was young. He had a strong inner strength, and his methods were treacherous and dangerous. If not, he would not be He Rufei's trusted aide. He Yan had fought with him for four or five moves. The places where she was hit were covered with wounds. The most serious injury was on her back, which was cut by Ding Yi's dagger.
The window was right in front of her, but she could not escape. She was caught and thrown to the ground. Ding Yi grabbed her head and looked at her in confusion. "Who are you?"
"Who do you think I am?" The young man's lips were bleeding, but his expression was indifferent, as if he did not feel pain. Even his smile did not change.
In a trance, Ding Yi thought of Young Mistress Xu. This thought made him unhappy. He tightened his grip on He Yan's neck and said, "If you don't tell me who you are, I'll kill you and bury you here. There are Buddha statues and spells everywhere. You'll never be reincarnated. So," he said softly, as if he was coaxing her. "Who are you?"
The young man's skills were already very good, but he gave Ding Yi a feeling of deja vu. Ding Yi did not want to miss out on the truth.
But He Yan heard him and laughed. She laughed so hard that she coughed up some blood. She laughed and said, "You, I've already told you that since I'm an evil spirit that crawled out of hell, I don't care about reincarnation. Moreover, even I can come and go freely. These spells and Buddha statues are just clay and paper. You can't treat them as real. You're so gullible. Does your master, He Rufei, know that? "
He actually knew about He Rufei. Ding Yi was stunned. His expression suddenly changed. "What else do you know?" He subconsciously reached behind him, but found nothing.
The young man's face was still in front of him, smiling. Ding Yi felt that something was wrong. He stabbed the dagger in his hand, but the young man seemed to have suddenly woken up. He gently pulled back and escaped from Ding Yi's control.
She held a small plum blossom dart in her hand. She leaned against the shrine and played with it. She said, "Is this your trump card? You even hid it in your clothes. If you hadn't been beaten up so many times, I wouldn't have found it. "
Ding Yi's face suddenly darkened. "Are you playing with me?"
"I wouldn't dare," the young man smiled. "It's just that I can't fall for the same trick twice. I came prepared. It's not your fault. You hid it very well. "
In her previous life, this person had brought her a bowl of medicine. He Yan had become blind. Seeing him again in this life, she felt that there was something wrong with the wine at the banquet. In Yuan Baozhen's room, Ding Yi had even given her a fragrant ball. If he wasn't a frequent user of poison, he wouldn't have carried so many poisons with him.
Because of this first impression, she paid special attention to this person. Ding Yi's fingertips were black, as if they had been soaked in medicine for many years. His skin was chapped. This was a pair of hands that used poison. Together with the hearts of the assassins, this person must have been a sinister person. He must have hidden poisoned weapons on him. The dagger was just a distraction. The real trump card was the poisoned plum blossom dart.
It wasn't difficult to fight him in close combat. The difficult part was that if this person was forced to use his trump card, he would be seriously injured or even killed. He Yan didn't dare to gamble with his life.
She observed Ding Yi and found him to be very conceited. Although he had a dagger, he was used to fighting with her bare-handed. He was confident that his skills were not inferior to hers. Therefore, He Yan deliberately exposed his weakness and pretended to be weak. He was just an ordinary young man who was slightly skilled but slightly inferior. Sure enough, Ding Yi began to underestimate his opponent in a moment.
She successfully stole Ding Yi's "trump card".
Ding Yi said fiercely, "I must kill you."
"Do you think you still have the chance?" He Yan snapped his fingers. "Now it's your turn to be beaten."
The two figures rushed together. The young man who seemed to have weaker internal strength was indeed a disguise. Her movements were faster and fiercer. In a moment, she kicked away the dagger in Ding Yi's hand. She lowered her body to avoid his big palm. Without turning her head, she stabbed Ding Yi's waist with the dagger.
"You …" He widened his eyes in disbelief.
He Yan kicked his knee, causing Ding Yi to kneel in front of him. He Yan grabbed his hair and said, "Now it's my turn to ask questions."
"Why did He Rufei want to kill Xiao Jue? Are you working for Prime Minister Xu? What benefits did he promise you? What did He Rufei want to do? "
She spoke quickly and anxiously. Ding Yi was stunned for a moment. Then, he slowly smiled.
"I won't tell you," he said. "If I tell you, you will kill me immediately. Why don't you try and see if there's any way to make me talk? "
His smile was even a little shameless.
He Yan had seen this expression on his face many times. He was not unfamiliar with it. When she was in the Fuyue Army, when she captured the enemy's troops, some of the captives would quickly surrender and betray them. Others were men of sacrifice. They would rather die than talk. No matter how they were forced to confess, they would not talk. In the end, it would make the interrogators feel defeated.
Ding Yi's expression was like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water. Right now, his words sounded nice, but he didn't leave any room for negotiation. It seemed like he was leaving a way out, but in reality, he was just toying with He Yan. If he was an ordinary person, he would be fooled. Maybe he would let him live. In the future, when Ding Yi's accomplices had the opportunity, they would rescue him.
But He Yan was not an ordinary person. She would not be fooled.
She looked at Ding Yi and suddenly said, "You kept asking me who I was. Did you think of someone?"
Ding Yi's expression suddenly changed. He stared at her face and did not say anything.
"Don't you think it's strange? You and I have only met a few times. How could I know that you have hidden poisonous weapons on you? I was the one who reminded you about the wine at the banquet. How could I know? "
Ding Yi sneered. "Don't pretend to be mysterious. Kill me if you can. "
"If I don't hate you, I won't kill you. But what's the use of keeping you alive? I live for revenge."
"Gods and Buddhas can testify that I'm not lying." He Yan laughed in a low voice, as if to cater to this strange atmosphere. In the autumn night, there was a sudden clap of thunder. Lightning lit up the room. The benevolent Buddha statues looked at them as if they were fulfilling a karma from many years ago.
"You once fed a bowl of medicine to a woman. That woman became blind." The young man said softly.
"Guess if I'm that woman." She laughed.
Ding Yi struggled. "You are …"
Before he could finish his sentence, his eyes suddenly widened. A trace of blood flowed from his lips and the light in his eyes quickly faded.
The plum blossom dart pierced his throat very deeply. In just a moment, he was dead.
He Yan stood up and looked at the person at her feet. Ding Yi's body lay among the glittering Buddha statues. It was as if she was mocking him. She said in a low voice, "You can die here and see if you can be reincarnated."
She turned and walked out.
He Yan could not keep Ding Yi alive. She did not even know where to hide such a person. If Xiao Jue found out and asked her why she was investigating the He family, He Yan would not be able to explain. Since he was a man of sacrifice, there was no point in keeping him alive if he did not want to reveal his secrets. Moreover, this person had done many evil things. His death was not to be regretted.
Dying here was the best ending for him. After all, this courtyard was haunted. It would take a few days for someone to find his body.
Thunder rumbled outside and the autumn rain began to fall. He Yan stumbled towards the direction of the house.
Although she used herself as bait to lure Ding Yi to let his guard down, she did suffer a lot of injuries. Her body was not as strong as it was in her previous life. Ding Yi was also not an ordinary person. She might have underestimated He Rufei's strength. The wound on her back was drenched by the rain. The blood flowed into the courtyard and was quickly washed away. He Yan felt that all the strength in her body was disappearing.
This was probably the most embarrassing situation she had ever been in since she was reborn. Fortunately, when she went out, Xiao Jue and Fei Nu were not around. It had only been a short while, so they probably had not returned yet. She had to quickly go back and change her clothes, pretending that nothing had happened.
The house was right in front of her. He Yan jumped in through the window. Seeing that there was no one in the house, she was relieved.
She muttered in a low voice, "Fortunately, I was not discovered."
Just as she finished speaking, she heard someone's voice.
"It's too early for you to be happy."
With a "pa" sound, the room suddenly lit up. He Yan's entire body froze.
A person was sitting in front of a small table in the middle. He was playing with a fire starter in his hand. The light on the table flickered. That person had handsome eyebrows and neat clothes. He turned his head and glanced at her. "You're back?"
It was Xiao Jue.
He Yan's heart trembled. She quickly regained her senses and said, "Uncle! This is a misunderstanding. I just realized that I can see. I met an assassin outside … "
Before she finished speaking, the young man sitting in front of the small table was already in front of her. He pulled out a sword and stabbed it towards her chest. He Yan hurriedly reached out to block it. The tip of the sword did not want to kill her. It turned a corner and sliced open her clothes.
"Swish —"
The blood-stained clothes were torn to shreds. The girl's body was pale and weak. Her chest was wrapped in layers of white cloth, like a bud.
He Yan's face suddenly turned red.
Xiao Jue hugged her from behind. The scabbard was pressed against He Yan's neck. Their breathing was tense.
"The liar is here."
He curled the corners of his lips, as if he was the lazy and dissolute young man in white robes under a big tree. His voice contained a hint of mockery as he indifferently laughed, "Should I call you He Yan, or Eldest Miss He?"
The end of the second volume.
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