Chapter 7: Martial law in the city

The whole city is under martial law...
Leng Yiyao moved her fingertips slightly, turned her head sideways, met his gaze, and had an open mind: "I was fainted an hour ago. How do I know why?"
The man froze for a moment, wondering whether it was because of her extremely magnanimous posture, or it was taken for granted in her eyes.
In the next instant, he smiled and nodded, like a scientific worker, rigorously and thoughtfully answering the mystery for her: "His Royal Highness Lu Ming was assassinated and the murderer escaped. Now, the police are investigating thoroughly. It is said that people are going in and out of the city gate, and even a fly can't fly out."
Leng Yiyao's face looked like he heard the storybook, staring at him, staring at him incredulously: "That's the second majesty? His Royal Highness Lu Ming, the most popular among the people in the country? Is he dead?" The point is not. The content is acting! Looking at her shocked and sincere eyes, Leng Yiyao felt that she really had a talent for being a female star.
No way, I'm seriously injured now, and I still rely on others to survive.
"Yes." The man stared at her every move without blinking, as if to split every detail of her.
If he guessed correctly, the Sheschl scimitar he took in her hand should have been obtained from the royal guard.
As for how? Steal, or snatch, or just take the sheep? This involves what she did tonight.
It has to be said that he had seen her confronting two strong men outside the house before, which was extremely admired and could be called stunning.
A woman’s strength and fighting skills are inherently weaker than a man, but she can beat the strong with the weak, one-to-two. The most important thing is that this kind of woman is the only one he has ever seen before. , They are senior guards specially trained by the royal family, and they often exist to protect female nobles.
However, by looking at this person's temperament and eyes, she is definitely not such a person.
After all, the guards always have surrender and respect to the royal family in their eyes.
And this person is too free.
She seemed fearless in her eyes, let alone exploring.
She can laugh and joke with you the last moment, and she can kill with a knife in the next moment.
This kind of person has no sense of hierarchy, nor a strong sense of organizational discipline, and will definitely not be a person trained by the imperial family.
Therefore, this knife has a wrong origin.
Moreover, when she mentioned His Royal Highness Lu Ming, there was no trace of awe in her eyes. She did not hide this point, or rather, she did not bother to hide it.
This person, even for the royal family, didn't feel anything special. Was he used to seeing the powerful, or did Lu Ming's death be irrelevant to her?
No matter what kind, this woman aroused his rare curiosity tonight.
"The dignified son, was assassinated? Do the royal guards eat dog food?" Leng Yiyao smiled leisurely, folded the bread bag, and drank the last sip of milk, smiling at him mockingly. .
Want to find out if she is related to the "assassination" tonight?
She is so stupid that she will be mocked.
"What did they eat, I don't know, I only know that in the Oasis Palace not far from here, a total of fifteen attendants, a captain, and one of the most respected princes in the country died tonight. "
The man's voice is getting lower and lower, so low, it seems that in the next instant, his voice will reach her ears...
The silent silence suddenly became particularly abrupt, Leng Yiyao raised her head in surprise, and carefully examined the look in the man's eyes.
If she heard it right...
When he just spoke, he seemed to be slightly satisfied...
satisfaction?
Damn it, obviously the people of this country love their royal family so much. What's more, the dead Lu Ming, as far as her physical memory is concerned, for this country, apart from not being treated by the king, wherever people are loved and flowers bloom...
What does this man’s satisfaction mean?