kingnovel Chapter 1206 Are you an assassin too?
Chapter 1206 Are you an assassin too?
If Wei Nanji can capture Lin Feng in one fell swoop, he will be a founding hero, the Minister of War of the Great Dynasty, a high-ranking official of the second rank, and will also be granted the title of Marquis.
Thinking of this, Wei Nanji turned to look at Prefect Zhao Chuanzhi. This relative of the emperor was only a fourth-rank prefect. It wouldn't be so easy for him to see him later.
The grand banquet in the lobby drew to a close amidst laughter and joy.
Lin Feng made an excuse that he was tired from the boat ride and wanted to rest early.
In Zhao Chuanzhi and Wei Nanji's eyes, this meant they couldn't resist the beauty's allure and wanted to take her to bed as soon as possible.
They understood each other implicitly, laughed it off, and drank the last glass of wine.
Lin Feng rose to take his leave, and all the officials in the hall rose to see him off.
With Ye Liangcai's support, Lin Feng staggered away from the main hall of the Zhao residence.
As the main guest departed, the other officials also took their leave and dispersed.
Zhao Chuanzhi and Wei Nanji escorted Lin Feng to the outside of the mansion before reluctantly bidding him farewell.
When Lin Feng returned to his residence, the room was brightly lit and luxurious. A beautiful woman was sitting on the edge of the bed, smiling at him.
Seeing this, Ye Liangcai quickly and quietly withdrew behind him, closing the door behind him.
Lin Feng looked Fan Rou up and down a few times.
"You've maintained your figure really well."
"This is our livelihood, so we dare not slack off in the slightest. Your Highness, please retire for the night."
Lin Feng's consciousness dispersed, and he did not detect any hidden assassins nearby.
"Are you also a ruthless assassin?"
Fan Rou's expression darkened: "If I say it's not true, Your Highness will never believe me. Let's just say it is."
Lin Feng asked this question because when he entered the city, he saw the code left by Di Gou and knew that there were ruthless assassins in the city, but he didn't know who they were targeting.
Now I understand, it turns out it was still aimed at me.
This utterly hopeless group is too persistent; we need to find a way to wipe them out.
Little did they know, they had misunderstood.
Fan Rou's face flushed, and she saw Lin Feng standing there, seemingly lost in thought.
"Your Highness, are you going to sleep or not?"
Lin Feng looked at her rosy, pretty face.
"You're really here to offer yourself up?"
"Otherwise, would they really dare to assassinate the prince?"
"You failed your mission and even lost your health. What a bad deal!"
"Fan Rou has truly benefited from the prince's favor."
Lin Feng waved his hand: "Don't give me that crap. Where is Shuxue now?"
Fan Rou pouted: "The prince only has Sister Liu in his heart, hmph."
Lin Feng walked over, sat down next to Fan Rou, and sighed.
"Stop fooling around, we're talking about serious matters."
Fan Rou said seriously, "We went to Luocheng to look for the prince before, but not only did we not find him, we were almost captured by pirates, so we had to retreat back to the capital."
"Then how did you end up here?"
"The organization issued the task, and Sister Liu asked me to come and see if it was true."
"Huh? You're not the only assassin from the shadows who came here?"
Fan Rou sighed, "For a job as big as the prince's, whoever dares to take it on can do it, and whoever can complete it will be the one to do it."
Lin Feng smiled wryly: "Has your industry become so cutthroat?"
"What kind of 'roll' is this? It's all the same everywhere: the timid starve while the bold thrive."
"I think the brave ones will die first."
Fan Rou laughed: "But it really is Your Highness! Sister Liu, you must be overjoyed."
Lin Feng waved his hand: "Don't worry, I won't die. Go back early so Shuxue can rest assured."
Fan Rou shook her head: "We can't leave now, we'll have to talk about it tomorrow."
"Oh, you're sleeping here tonight?"
"if not?"
Lin Feng quickly shook his head: "This won't do. What will the brothers of the Zhenxi Army think of me?"
Fan Rou pouted: "Does Your Highness fear being seen?"
"Of course, I want to set a good example for others."
"Then what about my mission? How can I easily leave?"
Lin Feng frowned: "Uh, so I'm just saying I'm not interested in you?"
Fan Rou immediately widened her eyes and glared at Lin Feng.
"No, no, no, I mean you don't like me."
Fan Rou ignored what he said, turned over and faced away from the bed, no longer speaking.
Lin Feng scratched his head and had no choice but to wave his hand to turn off the lights in the room.
In an instant, the entire room was plunged into darkness.
Lin Feng lay down beside Fan Rou, fully clothed, and spoke softly.
"So, around midnight, I'll shout to catch the assassin, and then you can escape through the window."
Fan Rou didn't turn around, but just snorted, seemingly indicating agreement, yet also appearing quite dissatisfied.
Lin Feng poked her back with his finger.
"Your clothes can't be too neat, or people will get suspicious."
"Oh, I see."
Fan Rou's tone was very impatient.
Helpless, Lin Feng shook his head with a bitter smile in the darkness, closed his eyes, dared not sleep, and silently circulated his internal energy to begin cultivating.
It wasn't until the hour of Chou (1-3 AM) that Fan Rou got up on her own and mumbled something.
After a while, she spoke softly.
"Alright, stop pretending to be asleep. I can't do anything to you. Start yelling."
Lin Feng opened his eyes and sighed inwardly.
"Then I'll really shout it."
"Go ahead and shout."
Lin Feng shouted, "Guards! There's an assassin!"
Fan Rou spat, "True or false."
Without further hesitation, she flipped over and jumped out of bed. Her body was light and swift, and in the blink of an eye, she crashed into the carved window sash. With a crack, half of the window sash shattered, but she had already disappeared without a trace.
Ye Liangcai pushed open the door and entered, asking loudly.
"Your Highness, Your Highness..."
"Stop shouting, the assassin escaped through the window."
Ye Liangcai also climbed out of the window and called to the guards to hurry up and capture the assassin.
The entire courtyard suddenly became lively.
Lin Feng sat cross-legged on the bed, his eyes still closed, continuing his cultivation.
After leaving the Zhao residence, Wei Nanji did not go home. Instead, he found a nearby place to hide and wait for news.
This place is very close to Lin Feng's residence, so any movement will be reported immediately.
It was past midnight, and he was almost asleep, when he heard a commotion outside.
Wei Nanji perked up and immediately got up, moving closer to the window to listen carefully.
Then, from Lin Feng's residence, a commotion erupted as people shouted for the capture of the assassin, and many soldiers carrying torches searched the area.
Wei Nanji was very nervous. He needed to hear the news of Lin Feng's assassination, as it concerned his future prospects.
Whether one can rise to the rank of a second-grade official or be promoted to the rank of marquis depends on this one-off deal.
The noise outside lasted for about fifteen minutes before gradually subsiding.
The night returned to silence.
After a while, the sounds of running around also stopped.
Wei Nanji didn't hear any commotion about Lin Feng being killed. If the regent had died, there would have been chaos, and people would have been shouting in panic.
However, none of the expected commotion occurred.
Wei Nanji knew that the assassination attempt had failed, the assassin had escaped, and there would be no assassin who would come back to kill again.
Wei Nanji let out a soft breath and frowned in thought.
Tonight's operation was completely thwarted by the enemy. My plan was so meticulous, how could it all have failed?
What went wrong?
What should I do next?
Wei Nanji shook his head in disappointment. If he mobilized troops again and took forceful action, he would definitely be bombarded, and he could not bear the consequences.
While Lin Feng is still in the city, I should go and consult the Grand Tutor myself, hoping that Wan Quan can lend me a hand.
After all, the Grand Tutor also hoped that Lin Feng would die sooner.