Chapter 64 The Old Man in Grey

  Anyone who sees him thinks that this Murong young master is extraordinary in both literary and military talents, with a handsome appearance and elegant demeanor, and impressive martial arts skills. He seems to be an ideal match for a princess. However, Princess Ling Meng feels that this person is hypocritical, always wearing a mask of "deep affection" when facing her. She has lived in the palace for a long time and cannot judge how much of his affection is true and how much is false. What is his real face and temperament like?

  Princess Ling Meng felt that she really had no grasp of it at all!

  As for another pursuer, the first heir of the Li family, Li You Ran, is also the number one talent in the Tian Xiang Empire; and he is also making Princess Ling Meng unpredictable. Li You Ran has a elegant personality, with a carefree and refined demeanor, yet he is also very self-disciplined, which makes countless young ladies in the capital infatuated with him, but he is like a lone boat sailing through a sea of flowers, without being tainted by any of them, earning him the reputation as the number one elegant gentleman in Tian Xiang City.

  Li You Ran is forever gentle and elegant, neither rushed nor slow, seemingly with everything in the world under his control. His long sleeves dance in the wind, his demeanor fluttering. But Princess Ling Meng always feels that it's impossible for such a perfect person to exist in this world. If everything about him is just a disguise, isn't that even more terrifying and unfathomable? Because no matter who you are, you can't help but want to touch his true thoughts. When she's with Li You Ran, Princess Ling Meng often feels an inexplicable sense of fear in her heart, feeling that the gentle youth before her is extremely dangerous!

  In comparison, the original Jun Moxie was actually more straightforward, with a sly appearance that didn't hide his intentions at all, and instead showed off an "I am who I am, I'm not afraid of you seeing through me" attitude. Although his character was indeed somewhat despicable, it was at least out in the open. Even if he was a bad egg, he was at least a straightforward one, so there was no need to worry about him doing anything underhanded.

  Just thinking of Jun Mo Xie, I suddenly remembered that this young master was just here, and it seemed like he reminded himself of a sentence. No matter if he had good intentions or not, it was all good intentions. But it seems like he was killed by the assassin as soon as he came! Thinking of this, I hastily said: "You guys quickly go find Jun San Gongzi and see how he is."

  A wave of anxiety arose in his heart, and he thought to himself that although he had narrowly escaped with his life, Jun Mo Xie was probably already dead. If the old master were to fly into a rage because of this, the storm that would be stirred up might not be much better than if he himself had been killed by an assassin. It seemed that the capital city was going to be plagued by troubles again. He could only hope that his three brothers wouldn't take advantage of the old master's wrath to stir up a great chaos.

  Although she didn't see it clearly, in Ling Meng Gong Zhu's heart, Jun Mo Xie was more than half hopeless. After all, two of the assassins were from his side, and at that time, he had already fallen to the ground. If he wasn't dead, how could the assassins have let him off?

  Several guards searched around, after a circle of search, Jun Xie's body was pressed under the assassin's corpse, tightly sealed, and unexpectedly not found. A stout guard ran over, reporting: "Princess, we didn't find Lord Jun's body, don't know if he got up and ran away by himself."

  The princess Ling Meng was so shocked by his words that she almost fainted and vomited blood! What kind of talk is this? Not finding the corpse, could it have gotten up and run away on its own? Can corpses even get up and run away on their own?

  Murong Qianjun's face sank: "What are you talking about?"

  The guard panicked and stuttered: "I-I mean, I didn't... discover the body of Lord San Gongzi, maybe he left... no, no! I mean..."

  "Alright! Don't say anything more!" Murong Qianjun's face was covered in black lines: "If you haven't seen the corpse, you can't say he's dead! And even more so, you can't say it's a corpse. What should be said is that Jun San Gongzi's corpse... has vanished! Do you understand?"

  The attendants all nodded in agreement, but thought to themselves: You yourself said that the girl was already dead. How dare you still lecture us! Despicable!

  Ling Meng Gong Zhu let out a sigh of helplessness and said, "Alright, search everywhere for now, if you find Jun San Gong Zi's... body, send it back to the Jun residence as soon as possible." Under their influence, Ling Meng Gong Zhu almost blurted out the word 'corpse'.

  After searching again, Lingmeng Gongzhu still couldn't find anything, so she arranged for a guard to rush to Jun's house to report the news. As soon as the guard got on his horse and left, he saw a gray figure swiftly approaching, and in an instant, it was right in front of him. It turned out to be a thin, withered old man.

  Murong Qianjun drew his sword with a swoosh: "Who's there?" His tone was stern.

  "The person looking for someone." The old man was anxious and depressed, searching everywhere, his face filled with urgency, ignoring Mu Rong Qian Jun's questions.

  Murong Qianjun was furious and shouted: "Take him down!" The princess had just been stabbed, and now another suspicious person appeared.

  The surrounding soldiers responded in unison, just as they were about to move forward. Suddenly, the old man excitedly shouted: "Found it! Haha, I'll let you run, your grandma's little rabbit, was pierced by a sword? See if you can run again next time, you dare to escape!" With a tone of gloating over someone else's misfortune.

  He was seen bowing over a black-clad assassin's corpse, pulling out his sword.

  "It turned out he was one of the assassins. Take him down!" Murong Qianjun was overjoyed. He thought to himself, "There are still such idiots in this world, everyone is dead and yet they're still coming to look for corpses surrounded by a large army, truly stupid."

  But then the old man suddenly threw out a long sword with a swish, picked up the corpse of the black-clad killer and casually tossed it aside like a sack of rice, without any regard. He bent down and instead picked up a blood-stained body.

  Princess Ling Meng hastily stopped Mu Rong Qian Jun, and upon closer inspection, the person turned out to be Jun Mo Xie. He was covered in blood from head to toe, looking as if he could die at any moment. She was startled for a moment, but seeing Jun Mo Xie's eyes rolling around, she couldn't help but feel a thrill: it seemed this guy wasn't dead yet.

  "May I ask who you are, sir?" Princess Ling Meng asked.

  "No time to chat with you, this old man has to hurry up and treat his injuries, or else this kid will really lose his life." The old man picked up Jun Xie's body, shook his head, and suddenly appeared in front of Murong Qianjun, staring at him with wide eyes, puffing out his beard, and scolding: "You little rabbit, be more careful when speaking to me in the future!" He then withdrew his head and disappeared in a flash.

  Murong Qianjun was about to get angry, but the old man had already disappeared from his sight, and he couldn't help but feel furious. However, in front of Princess Ling Meng, he still had to maintain his composure, so he just gritted his teeth and made a cracking sound. In his heart, he had already scolded the old man's ancestors for eighteen generations!

  "Bad!" Ling Meng Gongzhu's face changed: "I just sent someone to inform Jun Lao Gongye, but on this side, Jun Mo Xie has already been taken away. If Lao Gongye gets furious, wouldn't that be extremely bad?"

  Murong Qianjun comforted her, "Your Highness can rest assured and return to the palace. I will immediately arrange for someone to go to your residence again and report to you that Mo Xie... this guy is still alive."

  The princess Ling Meng let out a sigh of relief and said, "This is for the best." Her eyes turned around, but she discovered the flying dagger on the throat of the killer's leader. She couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, thinking to herself that this senior had already taken care of this hidden danger, and it was laughable that she still didn't know about it. She walked over, bent down, and pulled out the flying dagger. It turned out to be the same style as the other two, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of reverence in her heart: Such a great person, when would she ever get to see him in person and thank him face-to-face?

  Princess Ling Meng turned her head, looked at the battered carriage team, and sighed. In this state, how could they go to the Dugu family? She also remembered what Uncle Ye had said to her before, and opened her mouth: "Return to the palace. Count the names of all the dead guards, report them to the Grand Interior, and provide generous condolences."

  Pitying and unable to bear the sight before her, Princess Ling Meng closed her eyes, gently shedding two tears. These people... all died for her sake!