NCCnovel Chapter 325 Greetings
Chapter 325 Greetings
Others didn't know, but when he came to his senses, he knew who Miss Shen was.
That day on the mountain road to the Jade Buddha Temple, it was this Miss Shen who, without blinking an eye, grabbed her own son and blocked the knife for Liancheng.
When he thought about how he had been successful for many years but finally stumbled and made Xiao Tingshan's health worse, Meng Kuo felt extremely annoyed, as if someone had slapped him directly in the face.
"Sir, that Huang Ying..." Meng Kuo asked in a deep voice.
Xiao Tingshan coughed a few times, turned around, tightened the belt of his cloak at the collar, and said gently as always: "Kill him, it just so happens that he was attacked tonight."
Meng Kuo responded: "Yes."
As Xiao Tingshan walked back, he asked, "You said she has someone under her command whose martial arts skills are no less than yours."
Meng Kuo was silent for a moment, then said loudly: "Yes, I suffered a loss at his hands today. I fought with him for several rounds, and he never lost to me!"
The white jade walnut in Xiao Tingshan's palm slowly stopped, and his gentle eyes became more profound.
Shen Shuyi...the second young lady of the Shen family, he really had never seen through her.
How could a lady from a noble family who had lived in a Buddhist temple for several years be able to recruit such a master?
Xiao Tingshan remained silent for a long time. He felt that since his daughter returned to Beijing, the Shen family had been in constant turmoil.
And his own affairs were also destroyed again and again.
"Send a message to Wenren Zong, and tell him to find those two people and make sure they are clean."
"Yes."
Xiao Tingshan stopped and looked at the dead branches in the garden in front of him, and said again: "Tomorrow, give a visiting card to the second young lady of the Shen family for me."
"Yes." Meng Kuo responded and quietly disappeared into the darkness.
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In a house outside the capital, Huang Ying was helped out of the secret room by a maid.
Because of the previous assassination, the already nervous girl became even more timid.
"Have those assassins left?" Huang Ying asked tremblingly. As soon as she spoke, the skin on her face hurt badly.
"Let's go. Commander Meng has been watching over us. Don't worry, the young master will never let this happen again." The old woman comforted.
Huang Ying nodded, almost losing her balance because she couldn't see clearly with one eye.
She slowly sat down at the table, staring at the candlestick in front of her and whispered, "Why haven't you taken me to see my father yet, young master?"
Even though a girl is innocent and naive, she sometimes has some intuition.
"The miracle doctor will ask to verify your identity when the time comes, so you'll naturally have to be fully prepared. Moreover, with so many people watching you, we have to ensure your safety first." The old woman explained.
The oriole fell silent.
The old woman said, "Miss, what are you thinking about?"
Huang Ying smiled softly, half of her face was fragile and beautiful: "It's nothing, Mammy, I just feel that even if I recognize my father again, I won't live long either..."
"No, don't worry. Besides, didn't I tell you that your father's medical skills are amazing. He can heal the dead and the bones. He will definitely be able to heal the wounds on your face and eyes."
After hearing this many times, Huang Ying's expectations gradually diminished.
"Thank you, Ma'am. I want to be alone for a while." Huang Ying said again.
The old woman sighed, with some pity in her eyes, and left, shaking her head.
Huang Ying sat at the table, tore off a piece of cloth from her undergarment, then pierced her finger with a hairpin and slowly wrote a small word on it.
At this moment, Meng Kuo had already conveyed Xiao Tingshan's meaning.
After hearing this, the old woman was stunned for a moment: "Why...why must it be like this..."
Meng Kuo glanced at her and said, "Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask. The young master is the most kindhearted person. He must have his reasons for doing this."
The old woman shut up and watched one of Meng Kuo's men turn around and walk into the room.
Huang Ying heard the noise and hurriedly hid the cloth strip in the sachet on her body, then looked up at the person who came.
What came into view was a tall guard coming out from the shadows.
"Huang Ying, the young master asked me to take you to meet your biological father." The man's voice was a little dull.
Huang Ying subconsciously curled her fingers: "Now?"
Right now, the sky is dark, and the wind and snow are raging. How could it be now...
The man did not explain, but said: "Yes, this is the best way to avoid being seen."
Huang Ying was startled for a moment, lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes covering her eyes, and whispered, "Wait a moment."
She stood up and was about to pack her things, but the man urged her again, "No need to pack, the young master has everything, and when you and your daughter recognize each other, he will arrange everything for you."
Huang Ying raised her eyes to look at him, but it was too dark and the light was too strong, so she couldn't see the man's face clearly.
After a moment of silence, Huang Ying said, "Okay."
Huang Ying then walked out of the room, with the man walking behind her. Huang Ying asked softly, "What kind of person is my biological father?"
Although she always had a bad feeling, she was unwilling to think in a bad way.
Maybe, everything is true?
The man had little patience and no desire to talk to her: "You'll know when you see her."
Huang Ying walked out while asking, "Sir, will you treat my parents well?"
The man didn't reply. In the dark night, a cold light flashed, and the next moment, a long knife came out from behind him and pierced into the girl's body.
Huang Ying paused, her eyes filled with fear, and then she felt relieved.
It seems...what she heard that day...was exactly what she thought.
I just hope that after this young man achieves his goal, he will treat his parents well.
In an instant, the man pulled out a long knife, blood splattered out, and Huang Ying fell backwards.
Time seemed to be slowed down countless times. Blood flowed from the corners of her mouth. She struggled to look at the man in black. Her voice was trembling, but she still insisted: "Will it?"
She loves her father and mother very much, whether she is their biological child or not...
She was just afraid that her existence would bring disaster to them.
The man said coldly: "You'll have to go ask them underground!"
The man's words made the girl's pupils suddenly dilate. She fell to the ground with a thud in the snowy night, but the obsession in her heart made her still struggle violently: "You evil people! What on earth do you want!"
The man didn't answer her, but kicked her in the chest until the girl was completely exhausted.
He didn't even look at her, but turned around and said, "Report to the young master, the person has been dealt with."
"Yes."
The night was getting darker and darker, the cold wind was howling, the overwhelming silver-white light made the night seem like day, and the strong wind and frost made it impossible to open one's eyes.
On the ground in front of the stone steps of the house, a girl in a pink dress was lying in the white snow. A blood flower gradually and slowly spread out under her body, growing bigger and bigger, and then condensing into the white snow.
Half of the girl's face was pretty and delicate, but the other half looked like an evil spirit.
Just like her life, she had seen beauty and tenderness, but she had also seen the evil in people's hearts.