C14

Of course, this person was the killer's armor.

He dived to the window in the darkest of nights and, taking advantage of the wind blowing through the treetops, stuck his knife into the crack in the window and released it.

He slowly and carefully opened the window and stared inside for a moment. After making sure that nothing was amiss, he then flipped the window open and entered.

Ah ? he almost screamed as his right foot hit the ground first. It hurts!

His ankle felt as if it had suddenly been bitten hard by a beast in the dark. Even his bones had been pierced, and the muscles on his cheeks were on the verge of popping out.

Of course, he was well-trained, in pain, and his body was still standing.

After a while, he got used to the pain and calmly tried to figure out what was going on.

Of course he couldn't light the lamp. He could only observe the ground with his superior eyesight, but he couldn't see anything clearly.

Thus, he bent down and carefully touched the thing at his ankle. Then, he cursed in his heart, "It looks like a trap?"

Why was there such a thing in the house?

With a dark expression, he dragged his injured leg back to the window ledge and slowly climbed out. Then, he stood outside the window and observed his surroundings. After confirming that there was no one around, he quickly pulled out a fire piston and lit it and then threw it out.

In a moment of dim light, he saw clearly what was going on in the room and gasped in surprise. Damn, the ground is full of spikes and pincers!

Each nail was as long as a finger and its tip was extremely sharp. Even though those clips were small, they were also sharp and dense!

If he had not reacted so quickly and stopped his kick in time, his other foot would have been crippled as well.

Thinking about how Ye Residence had been on strict security for the past few days, and how it was not easy to get in and out, and how he had finally landed on this trip with so much difficulty ? He sighed in his heart. What should he do now?

Looking at the traps laid all over the ground, the target should have already been prepared. His right leg was also injured like this. If he continued moving forward, what percentage of confidence did he have?

He quickly calculated in his mind, shook his head, and decided to be cautious for now and leave.

As he retreated, he kept thinking, was this trap set up by a target to guard against Sha Xing Luo, or was it deliberately set up to target those who wanted to kill her?

If it was the former, the target's luck was too good. But if it was the latter, the target was not simple.

He thought and thought, and didn't dare to make a conclusion. He decided to first report this matter to the higher ups.

Time slowly passed and the night slowly faded. No one knew that he had been here before.

Ye Lan Shan slept early, slept well, and woke up early. The sky was still gray when she opened her eyes.

She stretched lazily as she carried the candlestick out of the room, preparing to go to the morning training. However, she had only taken a few steps when she came to a stop, as she felt that her entire body wasn't in a good condition.

The outer hall's floor was missing a pair of traps and a few traces of blood?

The heck, someone really came to kill her at night? And under the strict security of the Ye Residence?

What kind of person was he?

Firstly, if the other party was able to successfully infiltrate the Ye Residence and leave with injury, he could be sure that they were an expert.

Two, the ground was full of pincers and spikes, but the intruder only stepped on a pair of pincers under the window, indicating that the intruder was cautious and cautious.

Third, the other party suddenly got caught by such a sharp trap without making any obvious sound (Otherwise, with her vigilance and keen senses, it would be impossible for her to not notice it no matter how deep her sleep), which meant that the other party was very tolerant.

Four, the opponent did not continue to move after getting injured, but retreated in time. This showed that the opponent was quite calm and rational.

All in all, the other party should be a professional killer.

Other than Yue Qing Liu, who else had the motivation or the ability to send professional killers to kill her?

Yue Qing Liu... She tidied up the lethal weapon on the ground and thought of that monstrous great devil he had come into contact with in her previous life. He felt a wave of fear in her heart.

That devil was so beautiful that he didn't seem human at all, and his heart was so dark that he didn't seem human at all.

However, she was not a normal person ? at the very least, she was not a normal person in her previous life. She was an extremely dark and selfish, ambitious person who loved her more than anything else, and was only able to see the essence of his extreme danger because she loved herself rather than being bewitched by his beauty and illusion.

If possible, she didn't want to get involved with him, but was there a better way to save the world?

She still hadn't thought of it, so she could only continue.

This time, the other party had probably already sensed that she was on guard. The assassination might be promoted, so how should she respond?

Ye Residence was already so heavily guarded, and the other party could still successfully sneak in and escape. Even if she hid in Ye Residence everyday, she would not be able to escape this calamity.

Ah, a headache! She sighed as she nibbled on the safety food she had bought and hidden.

After eating 90% of the meal, she looked out the window and faintly saw those non-experts lurking in the darkness, preparing to change shifts.

Meow, these people couldn't resist Yue Qing Liu's assassins, they had to get the Ye Family to change a group.

How could he increase the security of the Ye Family?

She rolled her eyes and quickly picked up the weapon on the ground. Then, she took out a box from the mouse hole in the corner, took out another item from inside, and excitedly ran away.

At this time, on a small path in the rear garden, a servant girl was walking towards silver table, carrying a piece of dessert that had just come out of the oven.

Fifth Miss had been scared and loss of appetite for the past few days. Madam ordered the kitchen to prepare some fresh and delicious snacks and sent them to Fifth Miss's room for them to eat.

Right now, Fifth Miss was living together with Eldest Miss. Naturally, she would head in the direction of silver table.

He heard that the "silver table" was Chang'e's residence, and not only was the First Miss born pure and pure, she was noble and elegant, and at the center of her brows was a dazzling cinnabar mole, exactly the same as the Chang'e in the painting. Thus, the First Miss named her own residence "silver table".

When she thought about how the imperial family was a 'moon' and Chang'e being a fairy in a moon, the big miss that was like Chang'e was simply a goddess that was born for the imperial family. It was no wonder the Third Prince was so fond of her.

The servant girl was inwardly envious of the Eldest Miss and Fifth Miss's good fortune, and her mouth kept yawning.

She couldn't sleep well at night, but she got up so early and was still sleepy.

Suddenly, a swishing sound came from the bushes beside her. She was startled and turned her head to call for someone.

Something ran out of the grass and was gone.

Small animals, right? She touched her chest and breathed a sigh of relief, but then her eyes lit up.

Bright silver?

She walked over and craned her neck to look into the grass.

She quickly put down the tray in her hands and drilled into the grass, picking up the scattered pieces of silver and copper coins and stuffing them into her arms.

When she was picking up the money, Ye Lan Shan, who had already been hiding at the side, came out like a mouse. She lifted the lid of the food box on the tray, placed something inside, arranged it, closed the lid and quickly left.

Her movements were quick. From her appearance to her disappearance, it had only been a few seconds. No one had seen her.