On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Chapter 2256 A Murder to Silence the Witness (As Expected)

Inside Miaoyinfang, the elegant rooms are filled with the faint scent of agarwood, and the lighting is soft.

Miaoqin leaned against the cushioned couch, her fingertips twirling a smooth pearl as she listened to her subordinate's report.

"Miss, we just received news that Princess Yan Ruyu of Zhennan went to the governor's prison to see Zhou Zhenghang. As for what they talked about, we have no way of knowing."

Miaoqin paused in her fingertips, her brows furrowing slightly.

Why would Yan Ruyu suddenly go to the prison to find Zhou Zhenghang?

Could something have gone wrong on Zhou Zhenghang's end?

She made a quick decision, looking up at the maid standing beside her: "We can't wait any longer. We must get rid of Zhou Zhenghang as soon as possible to prevent him from revealing anything he shouldn't say."

Upon hearing this, the maid hesitated and asked, "Miss, if we kill Zhou Zhenghang, how will Baixing Teahouse operate? He handles many things."

"What's so difficult about that?" Miaoqin smiled dismissively, a hint of ruthlessness in her eyes. "When you kill him, remember to take back the mask from his face."

When the time comes, find someone to dress up like him and take over the teahouse's affairs. Tell the outside world that he is seriously ill and needs to rest and avoid making public appearances.

Anyway, it won't be long before those patients who took Mr. Mo's prescription experience widespread flare-ups. At that point, Youcheng will be in chaos, and who will care whether a teahouse owner is real or not?"

She spoke with such confidence, as if she could already see the chaos that would engulf Youcheng.

After a pause, she asked again, "How is the situation at the treatment center?"

No one can cure Mr. Mo's medicine.

“Mr. Mo’s medicine is certainly not a problem,” the maid replied hastily, though there was a hint of hesitation in her voice.

She hesitated for a long time before reporting the truth: "However... no one has died at the treatment center yet."

"What?" Miaoqin sat up abruptly, her confidence vanishing instantly, replaced by disbelief.

She exclaimed in shock, "Impossible! Mr. Mo said that this medicine would surely kill if it took effect, so how come no one has died yet?"

Seeing Miaoqin's face change drastically, her eyes filled with disbelief and panic, the maid quickly stepped forward and whispered to comfort her, "Miss, don't worry."

Perhaps the messenger was delayed, and the treatment center was heavily guarded and under strict surveillance. Those below couldn't get concrete information for a while; maybe things had already started moving, but the news just hadn't spread yet.

Miaoqin's brows remained furrowed, and she unconsciously increased the pressure on the pearl with her fingertips, almost crushing the smooth bead.

Her doubts surged like a tide. Mr. Mo was always prudent in his actions. He said that once this medicine took effect, it would be fatal. Why was there no sign of it?

But there is no better explanation at the moment.

She took a deep breath, suppressing her unease, and said in a low voice, "Regardless of whether the news is delayed or not, Zhou Zhenghang can't wait any longer."

"Immediately arrange for men to infiltrate the prison and kill Zhou Zhenghang. He must not be given a chance to speak."

"Yes." The maid dared not argue further, and quickly bowed in response, turning to leave to make the arrangements.

Miaoqin suddenly called her back and added, "Tell them to be careful and not leave any traces."

Furthermore, Mr. Mo instructed us that we only have these three assassins around us, all of whom are carefully trained and highly skilled. They should not be used lightly unless absolutely necessary. This time, we must strike decisively and without any mishaps.

"I understand." The maid nodded in agreement and then quickly withdrew.

As night deepened, the city of You was shrouded in heavy darkness, and the governor's prison was so quiet that only the sound of breathing could be heard.

The oil lamps on both sides of the corridor burned with a faint light, casting swaying shadows on the walls in a dim yellow glow. The musty and rusty smells in the air grew stronger at night.

The guards on duty were fast asleep, slumped over the table, emitting soft snores.

Just then, a dark figure appeared silently at the end of the corridor, dressed in the same clothes as the jailer. Its steps were light and its landing was silent, like a ghost blending into the darkness.

He walked slowly down the corridor, his gaze sweeping over the sleeping jailers, his eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.

When he reached the cell where "Zhou Zhenghang" was being held, he stopped, took out a thin wire from his waist, gently inserted it into the keyhole, and with a few twists, the cell door opened silently with a soft "click".

Inside the cell, the stand-in was curled up on a pile of straw, fast asleep.

The assassin walked in slowly, the short knife in his hand flashing a cold light in the dim light.

Without the slightest hesitation, he flicked his wrist, and the short knife precisely pierced the substitute's neck.

Hot blood gushed out instantly, splashing his hand with scalding liquid, which carried a strong fishy smell.

The assassin expressionlessly drew his dagger, wiped the blade, and then silently withdrew, closing the cell door behind him and leaving the gradually cooling corpse inside.

He walked into the corridor and glanced at the jailer who was still fast asleep, slumped over the table, completely unaware of what had just happened.

A mocking smile curled at the corner of his lips. He cursed "idiot" inwardly, then turned and silently left along the same path, quickly disappearing into the darkness.

Not long after he left, the "prison guards" who were lying on the table suddenly raised their heads in unison, their eyes bright and clear, showing no signs of sleepiness.

The leader was none other than the head constable Cui Chong. He waved his hand, and the men immediately got up, tiptoed to the front of the cell, and opened the cell door to check.

The stand-in was already lifeless, but blood was still slowly flowing from the wound on his neck, staining the straw beneath him red.

Cui Chong squatted down, his gaze sweeping over the corpse, and said coldly, "This criminal has several lives on his hands. He kills and sets fires every day, not even sparing girls and children. He is utterly wicked. It's too good for him to die like this."

The constables standing nearby nodded in agreement.

Cui Chong warned, "Be careful not to touch his blood. The princess said that she had already given him medicine, and this blood is poisonous."

The constables quickly withdrew their hands, a hint of fear on their faces, and took protective measures before starting to deal with the scene.

After leaving the governor's mansion, the assassin found a secluded alley, took off his yamen runner's uniform, threw it into a nearby pile of firewood, and quickly headed towards Miaoyinfang.

At this moment, the Miaoyin Pavilion was brightly lit.

In the front hall, Miaoqin was enjoying tea and music with several distinguished guests, her face bearing a polite smile and her demeanor elegant.

Suddenly, she saw the maid standing to her side give her a wink, and she knew that the assassin had returned.

Miaoqin calmly apologized to the distinguished guests, saying, "Please wait a moment, I have some private matters to attend to, I will be there in a moment."

The distinguished guests nodded in agreement, and Miaoqin, holding the guqin in her arms, got up and walked towards the backyard.

The maid and the assassin were already waiting in the pavilion in the courtyard. When they saw her coming, they quickly went to greet her.