Bam!
The sturdy courtyard door slammed against the wall and groaned in despair. In the end, it slumped down weakly. She fell in love with him.
"Huahua!" Rong Xia put down her bow and shouted, "What are you doing here? Get out!"
"Shut up!" Ban Han roared back.
The rain drenched her hair and body. She did not pay attention to Rong Xia. Instead, she felt that the robe on her body was in the way, so she lifted the hem of her skirt and tied it around her waist. In a flash, she even avoided the sneak attacks of the two assassins.
The assassins did not expect a woman to rush over. When they saw who it was, they stopped Ban Han but did not kill her. Obviously, these people knew Ban Han's identity and were wary of her.
As soon as they hesitated, Ban Ti broke through their encirclement and came to Du Jiu's side.
"Are you hurt?" Ban Han wiped the water off her face and flicked her sword. Blood flowed down the sword and mixed with the rain, splashing onto the limestone floor.
Ban Bi's sword was very light and very sharp. Every move and every move was as silent as an afterimage. It was so fast that it dazzled people's eyes.
Du Jiu covered his wound and could not react.
Just when he thought he was going to die, Princess Fule rushed in with only two female guards. The way she held her sword and the way she tied her dress made him feel like he saw a hero on the battlefield.
On this stormy night, Du Jiu believed the words of the old Duke Of Jingting for the first time.
Princess Fu Le was indeed the one who resembled him the most. Even her martial arts were amazing.
The layman watched for the excitement, while the expert watched for the skill. Many people practiced swordsmanship, but most of them learned how to strengthen their bodies. For example, his family's Marquis. But Princess Fu Le was different. Her every move had a sharp edge to it, and it even had a threatening coldness to it.
The only thing she lacked was the murderous aura that could only be tempered on the battlefield.
The moment the lightning flashed, a hidden arrow flew out. Its target was Rong Xia, who was behind Ban Han and Du Jiu. Rong Xia tilted her head to avoid the attack, but the assassin was clearly prepared. Another person aimed at Rong Xia.
"Marquis!" Du Jiu's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. In a moment of desperation, he threw the sword in his hand and plunged it into the assassin's chest. At this moment, an Assassin who had fallen to the ground raised his hand towards Rong Xia.
"Marquis!"
Du Jiu felt a chill run down his spine as he trembled with endless fear.
"Ding!" The silver blade blocked the arrow. The blade trembled, and the arrow fell to the ground. Ban Han stepped forward and stepped on the Assassin's chest. The Assassin spat out a mouthful of foam, rolled his eyes, and fainted.
At this moment, the sound of guards rushing over could be heard from outside the courtyard.
Ban Han raised his sword and pointed at the six or seven Assassins who were still standing in the courtyard. Raindrops rolled down her face, giving her an eerie beauty.
"Retreat."
The Assassins saw that the situation was not good and wanted to retreat.
"This is Marquis' residence, not a place for small fries." Ban Han quickly stepped in front of the Assassins, "I want to see which one of you can walk out alive today."
Now in the courtyard, other than Ban Han and her two guards who were unharmed, Du Jiu and several other guards were seriously injured. As for Rong Xia, who was still standing in place, Ban Han did not count her as a part of the battle.
"Princess is a weak woman, why risk your life?" The leader of the Assassins finally spoke. His voice was a bit hoarse and sounded very strange, "Marquis Cheng'an is a rare handsome man, but with your status, you can have any man you want. If he dies, you can have as many beautiful women as you want. Why do you have to risk your life for a man? "
"In front of a beauty, how can I lose my handsome appearance?" Ban Han sneered, "You're just a mosquito in the gutter that can't be seen by others. How dare you talk to me about conditions?"
Ban Han's swordsmanship was excellent. She was best at swordsmanship and whip techniques, but her archery and fist techniques were average. When outsiders saw that her archery skills were passable, they said that she had inherited her grandfather's style, but because they had not seen Ban Han's swordsmanship.
The Ban Family took care of many wounded and disabled soldiers on the battlefield. These people had fought through mountains of corpses and seas of blood. In the past, the old Duke Of Jingting always brought her to deal with these people. Later, when the Duke Of Jingting passed away, the Ban Family continued to take care of these aging soldiers. It was just that the imperial court had long forgotten about these meritorious officials and no longer cared about them.
Ban Han learned all her skills from them. Since she was young, she liked to be beautiful. She felt that swordsmanship and fist techniques were not beautiful enough and did not show her temperament, so she did not like to learn them. Before she was 15 years old, she practiced martial arts every day. In the past two years, because she was old and spent a lot of time outside, she neglected to practice.
That year, her grandfather had personally praised her martial arts, but unfortunately, not many people in the capital believed him.
She deeply regretted this.
When the Assassins saw that Ban Han was so aggressive, they no longer had any scruples and attacked fiercely.
But they did not expect that Ban Han's two female guards were even stronger than Ban Han's. Moreover, with their fierce attacks, they were like … … death soldiers?
The Ban Family actually raised death soldiers for a daughter?
When the Assassins thought of this, they were secretly shocked. But they did not have the chance to say this out loud.
Because they died. They died under the sword of Ban Han's two female guards.
Death soldiers learned how to sneak attack in the dark. However, Ban Han and her two guards learned how to kill on the battlefield. When the two people's killing methods collided, it was obvious who was stronger.
The two female guards' movements were very nimble. They did not make any unnecessary movements when they raised their hands or kicked. Because on the battlefield, the enemy did not allow you to make any unnecessary movements. They fought with their lives.
"Pu."
This was the sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh.
Rong Xia looked at the woman in front of him. In the night, she did not seem to be as charming and sweet as usual. Instead, she seemed a bit cold and mysterious. A few strands of hair stuck to her cheeks, making her face look like the white snow in the depths of winter.
He felt that he could not breathe, but his eyes seemed to have lost their reason. They could only look at her and move with her.
Ban Han quickly pulled out her sword. Blood spurted out and stained her shoes. She frowned. She did not look at the Assassin lying on the ground. Instead, she turned to look at Rong Xia who had rushed into the rain. "Don't come over. Du Jiu, drag your Marquis back. What if someone is pretending to be dead?"
Grandfather had said that this kind of situation often happened on the battlefield. The enemy would pretend to be dead. When Daye's soldiers went to clean up the battlefield, these people would suddenly attack and kill many Daye's soldiers. So from then on, when Daye's soldiers cleaned up the battlefield, they formed a habit. As long as there was an enemy corpse, they would kill it first.
As soon as Ban Han finished speaking, a man in black on the ground got up. But before he could stand firm, Rong Xia pulled his bow and an arrow pierced the Assassin's throat.
The guards of the Marquis Cheng 'an residence stood at the door. When they saw the corpses all over the ground and the courtyard dyed red with blood, they were shocked. After making sure that Marquis was still standing, they let out a sigh of relief.
Ban Han saw that the guards had finally arrived. She immediately let out a sigh of relief. The fierce energy in her body suddenly disappeared. She turned to the female guard and said, "Quickly support me."
"Princess, what happened to you? Are you injured?"
"No, I'm scared. My legs are weak."
The corpses were all over the ground. The people were killed, and now she was afraid?
Rong Xia didn't look at the guards. He walked in front of Ban Han and suddenly carried her in his arms. He turned and walked into the house.
Ban Han was stunned by his sudden action. She threw the sword in her hand to the guard and said, "What are you doing?"
He looked down at the woman in his arms and didn't say anything.
"Marquis …" Du Jiu stopped Rong Xia.
Rong Xia stopped and looked at the corpses of the Marquis Cheng 'an residence guards on the ground. He said to the guards who rushed over, "Give these guards a proper burial."
These guards were all people who had no parents. Today, they died for him. If they didn't even have a tombstone, it would be too disappointing.
"Yes." Du Jiu responded.
"Tell someone else to do this. You and the other injured people go see a doctor." Rong Xia ordered, then turned and strode into the house.
After entering the house, he put Ban Han on a cushioned chair and wrapped her with a thick quilt. Then he squatted down and took off the dirty embroidered shoes on her feet, revealing a pair of white and tender feet.
His palms were a little hot. It wasn't until he pulled the quilt and covered her feet that the burning sensation subsided a little.
Ban Han blinked and looked up at Rong Xia. Rong Xia looked at her quietly and didn't say a word.
"What's wrong with you?" Ban Han waved her hand in front of his face, "Are you scared?"
Rong Xia grabbed her wrist. Her wrist was very cold, but the strong pulse made him feel very relieved: "It was too dangerous just now."
"If it wasn't dangerous, I wouldn't have helped you." Ban Han sniffed. Her hair was still dripping with water, "You are my person. How can I watch others bully you?"
His palms trembled, and he suddenly hugged Ban Han tightly in his arms.
So tightly, it was as if he was hugging a rare treasure. If he let go, he would regret it for the rest of his life.
The atmosphere in the house was quiet and beautiful. The dim candlelight added a bit of warmth to the house.
Ban Han stretched out her index finger and gently poked Rong Xia's back. Rong Xia didn't respond, so she poked again.
"What's wrong?" Rong Xia gently touched her wet hair.
"The quilt is soaked. Do you have any extra clothes?"
"… …"
All the warmth and tranquility disappeared. Rong Xia chuckled, lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "I will ask the servants to prepare hot water."
Ban Han touched her numb ears. Her fingers were a bit itchy, and she couldn't help but touch Rong Xia's lips.
It was softer than she imagined, and as warm as she imagined.
It was not her fault. It was all her fault.
Rong Xia pinched her fingers, and his voice was a bit hoarse: "Huahua, I am a man."
Ban Han: So what if you are a man? I am a woman.
Looking at her innocent face, Rong Xia finally couldn't bear it anymore. He lowered his head and kissed her gently on the lips. After taking a deep breath, he stepped back, turned around and walked out of the door without looking back.
She was truly a seductive seductress!
The seductive demon thought, "It turns out that when a man is wet, he has a different style. It really makes people want to look at him again."
She touched her lips. Suddenly, she had an impulse to tear Rong Xia's clothes and bully him until he cried.
Realizing that her thoughts were too filthy, Ban Yu slapped her face. He was truly a demon that could bring disaster to a country. It was better for her to accept such a demon.
The Capital's Infantry Division, the Supreme Court, and the Capital's Yamen were all shocked by a shocking news that night.
A large number of assassins had entered the mansion of Rong Junpo, who had just been titled as Marquis. Several guards of the Marquis Cheng 'an Mansion were killed. Even the most trusted guard of Marquis Cheng' an was seriously injured and was now being treated by the doctor.
With such a big incident happening, all the relevant departments were responsible. Especially when the one who was attacked was the Marquis of Cheng 'an. This was an earth-shattering incident.
The officials of all the departments rushed to the Marquis Cheng 'an Mansion in the heavy rain. The commander of the Imperial Guards was the first to arrive. As soon as he walked into the main courtyard, he smelled a lingering smell of blood.
"Commander Chen, please come this way." A guard of the Rong family led him into the courtyard. Although the corpses in the courtyard had been moved away, the smell of blood in the courtyard told him that there must have been a fierce battle not long ago. Otherwise, the heavy rain couldn't wash away the smell.
"How many assassins were there in total?"
"Commander Chen, there were 22 assassins in total. Twenty of them died, and two of them are still alive."
Commander Chen received an imperial edict to deal with this case overnight. Judging from His Majesty's attitude, it seemed that he was very angry that someone dared to assassinate Marquis Cheng 'an. In fact, when he heard that Marquis Cheng 'an had been assassinated, he almost thought that His Majesty had ordered someone to do it.
He looked around the courtyard and found that there were serious traces of a fight. There were also traces of iron claws on the courtyard wall. It seemed that the assassins had climbed over the wall to get in. However, the Marquis Cheng 'an Mansion was so big. Even if it was raining heavily today, there should be people guarding the gate. These assassins could sneak in without being noticed, which meant that there might be spies in the mansion.
What surprised him the most was that these assassins came suddenly and Marquis Cheng 'an was caught off guard. Under the circumstances tonight, it should be difficult for the sound of fighting to spread out. Even if all the guards around Rong Xia were killed, they couldn't stop the assassins' attack. How did he manage to stop all of these assassins, and all of them at that?
There must be something fishy going on.
He looked at the steward of the Rong family behind him and said in a low voice, "Is there anything else you haven't said?"
The steward bowed and replied, "What else does Commander Chen want to know?"
"This lowly official is following His Majesty's orders to investigate this case. If your fu conceals anything, I'm afraid it will be difficult to explain to His Majesty." Commander Chen didn't go overboard. "Please understand."
The steward smiled and said, "Please rest assured, Commander Chen. If you have any questions, please ask. I will tell you everything I know."
Commander Chen nodded. "In that case, it would be better to ask the steward to tell me how Marquis Cheng 'an managed to stop so many assassins when your guards didn't arrive in time."
"Commander Chen will know when you see the assassins' corpses."
The servants of the Rong family put the assassins' corpses together. In order to facilitate the investigation, they didn't touch anything on the assassins.
Commander Chen saw that among these assassins, four had died from arrows, while the rest had wounds inflicted by swords and sabers. Even the wounds caused by swords were different. One was a heavy sword that was commonly used, while the other was a light sword that required high craftsmanship.
Generally, the guards didn't use light swords, so these sword wounds were caused by Rong Xia?
However, he had only heard that Rong Xia's archery was excellent. When did his swordsmanship become so good?
"Marquis Rong's swordsmanship is unexpectedly good."
"Commander Chen, these sword wounds were not caused by Marquis." The steward was still smiling. "It just happened that it was raining heavily today. Princess Fule came to my residence as a guest. It was not good for her to leave, so she stayed in my residence for the night."
Captain Chen reacted quickly and said, "Princess Fu Le was the one who caused these injuries?"
"No, Princess Fule's two guards were also injured."
Commander Chen first sighed with emotion at Princess Fule's martial arts, then felt a chill down his spine. These assassins obviously came prepared. The only thing they didn't expect was that Princess Fule would stay in Marquis Cheng 'an's residence. If Princess Fule wasn't there, how could Marquis Cheng' an keep his life?
In the past, when he heard people say that Princess Fule brought bad luck to her husband, he had always scoffed at it. After Marquis Rong and Princess Fule's engagement, Princess Fule didn't bring bad luck to her husband. She was clearly bringing good luck to her husband.
"I wonder if this official can see Duke Rong?"
"Commander Chen, please follow me this way." The steward said. "I think Marquis will come out in a moment."
Commander Chen thought that Marquis Rong was just a civil official. It was normal for him to be frightened and need to tidy up after encountering such a situation.
He waited in the warm room for a while before he saw Rong Xia come in neatly dressed. His face was slightly pale, and his hair was scattered behind his back. It was still steaming hot.
Rong Xia stepped forward and exchanged greetings with Commander Chen. "I apologize for my lack of manners for meeting guests with this appearance."
"Marquis, you are too polite. This official is not a pedantic person." Commander Chen could already confirm that Rong Xia had gone to take a bath and change his clothes. That was why he came to receive guests with this appearance. It was normal for people who had never seen blood before to want to take a bath when they saw such a terrible scene for the first time.
"Thank you for your understanding, Commander Chen," Rong Xia sat down and apologized. "Because of me, I have caused His Majesty to worry. It is really a sin."
"Marquis, don't say that. Everyone knows how much His Majesty values you. His Majesty treats you like a son or nephew. If something happened to you and made His Majesty sad, that would be a real sin." Commander Chen felt that his words were somewhat ironic. After thinking about it carefully, Marquis Rong was really His Majesty's nephew. This was something that everyone knew. However, because of the bad debt from years ago, no one dared to say it out loud.
Even if His Majesty often said that he treated Marquis Rong as his nephew, it was still "treated" and not true.
A son should not talk about his father's mistakes. His Majesty had already used this method to express his dissatisfaction with some of the previous Emperor's decisions. However, although he was dissatisfied, he could raise Rong Xia's official rank, but he could not recognize Rong Xia's grandmother back into the Imperial Family.
Commander Chen asked Rong Xia about the incident again. Rong Xia did not hide anything and told him the whole story. However, he tried to skim over the part about the Ban Han.
"Is Princess Fule still in your residence?"
Rong Xia said apologetically: "Princess Fule did not sleep well last night. I am afraid that she has already gone to bed."
"Alas," Commander Chen sighed. He stood up and bowed to Rong Xia. "I am afraid that I will have to trouble Marquis to ask Princess Fule to come over."
Rong Xia frowned and looked at the sky outside. He lowered his eyelids and slowly said: "Princess Fule is in my residence. It is not appropriate to call a woman in the middle of the night. Why don't we wait until the sun rises and then talk about this matter?"
Commander Chen saw that Rong Xia was determined not to wake Ban Han up. He knew that if he continued to insist, he would offend Marquis, who seemed to be very gentle. Thus, he did not mention this matter again.
"Marquis is right. It is this official's fault for not thinking properly."
Rong Xia's face showed a faint smile, as if the cold person just now was not him.
Not long after, the capital's infantry division, yamen, and Supreme Court officials all arrived. This was destined to be a sleepless night.
When Ban Han woke up, she felt that her head was a little dizzy and her nose was a little stuffed. She dizzily dressed and rinsed her mouth with the help of a group of beautiful maids. She was still a little weak and could not raise her spirits.
In the eyes of the maids of the Marquis fu, Princess Fule, in order to save Marquis, bravely fought against the assassins with her weak body. Now that she had recovered, she felt afraid.
Thinking that Princess Fule was clearly afraid but still insisted on saving Marquis, the maids admired her even more. They looked at Ban Han as if they were looking at a female god of war, from head to toe emitting a dazzling light that made people want to worship her.
Eating the delicious porridge, Ban Han found that the side dishes on the table all avoided the color of meat, red, and any color that could cause her discomfort did not appear in front of her eyes.
However, no matter how delicious today's food was, her appetite was not very good. She only ate half a bowl of porridge before putting it down.
"Princess." The two female guards looked at her worriedly.
"I'm fine." Ban Han waved her hand. Just as she was about to say something else, the servants of the Marquis fu came to report that the commander of the Supreme Court and the Imperial Guard wanted to see her.
Ban Han guessed that they wanted to ask her about what happened last night, so she followed the servants of the Marquis fu to the reception hall. The maids were worried that Ban Han was not feeling well, so they followed her in front and behind. They held vases, incense, and umbrellas, all of them were very meticulous.
Commander Chen did not think that Princess Fule would be so ostentatious even in the Marquis Cheng'an fu. Behind her was a group of beautiful maids. Their attitude was extremely attentive. If it wasn't for the fact that they were wearing the green waist maid dresses of the Marquis Cheng 'an household, he would have thought that these maids were brought here by Princess Fu Le.
When Ban Han entered the door, these maids laid out cushions, poured tea, and fanned her. Even when Ban Han raised her hand, there were maids who went to support her. How was this serving a guest? This was clearly serving a great Buddha. However, these maids seemed to be enjoying themselves. When they looked at Ban Han, their eyes were shining.
The maids of the Marquis Cheng'an fu, he really … did not understand.
"Commander Chen," Ban Han rested her chin on one hand. She looked lazy, "Commander Chen, why do you want to see me?"
She was very familiar with the official of the Supreme Court, so she only nodded to the other.
"This official is very sorry to disturb Junzhu's rest. However, in order to investigate last night's case, this official can only offend you."
"Speak." Ban Han nodded. She did not feel that this matter was very offensive.
"Junzhu, since you do not live in the same courtyard as the Marquis Cheng'an fu, how did you hear the movements in this courtyard?"
"After midnight last night, I did not sleep well. I faintly heard some sounds, but it did not seem to be there. I thought that since I could not sleep, I might as well go out and take a look." Ban Han listened to the sound of the rain outside the window and smiled, "In this kind of stormy weather, if something happened, no one would be able to hear it. There is no harm in being careful."
"Junzhu's swordsmanship is superb. This official admires you."
"There is no need to admire me," Ban Han rubbed her forehead. She was a bit dizzy, and her voice was very lazy, "Commander Chen is the commander of His Majesty's bodyguards. My swordsmanship is just a joke in front of you."
Commander Chen thought, how could a swordsmanship that could stop so many assassins be a joke?
"Junzhu, what's wrong?" Rong Xia noticed that Ban Han's expression was not right. He stood up and walked in front of her. He reached out and touched her forehead. His expression suddenly changed, "You have a fever."
"Someone, go to the palace and call for an imperial physician!"
It must be because she was too wet last night.
He looked impatiently at the people sitting in the room, "Everyone, if you have any questions, you can ask later."
Ban Han shook her dizzy head. She had a fever?
Rong Xia hurriedly pressed her head, "Don't shake."
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