After I died, the scumbag prince cried down the city wall

Chapter 136 Assassin

Cui Rongrong was sharp-eyed and caught a glimpse of a flash of silver light. She almost instinctively pushed Zhao Xianer aside, allowing her to avoid the fatal silver needle.

She steadied Zhao Xianer's body and asked anxiously.

"Sister Zhao, are you okay?"

Zhao Xian'er was confused and scolded the driver harshly.

"How could you be so careless when driving!"

The driver quickly explained: "Miss, calm down. It may be that the wheels ran over the stones on the road, which caused the bumps."

"You clearly saw the stone, why didn't you avoid it? You clearly..."

Before Zhao Xianer finished speaking, cold sweat had already slid down her forehead.

She was horrified to find that a silver needle was only inches away from her head, half of it deeply embedded in the wooden board of the carriage.

If there is no deviation, the consequences will be disastrous!

Cui Rongrong gently patted Zhao Xianer's hand, her movements gentle and delicate.

"Sister Zhao, were you frightened by the bumpy ride in the carriage just now? Look at your hands. They were already cold, and now they're even colder after the fright. Hurry, take this hand warmer and warm your body. Don't let the cold air invade your body." Her words were gentle and caring.

Zhao Xianer slowly came back to her senses, her face still pale, but her eyes gleamed with a gleam of help.

She held Cui Rongrong's hand tightly, as if it was her only support at the moment.

"Sister Cui, I suddenly feel very unwell. Can you...can you stay at the Zhao Mansion and keep me company today?" The voice was weak, but full of pleading.

"I'm afraid of a relapse at night, what if the doctor doesn't get here in time? But with you by my side, I'll feel much more at ease." Zhao Xian'er's eyes revealed deep worry. She knew that no matter whether it was the Queen or Song Yanyi, her situation was precarious. If she wasn't careful, she would be doomed!

Just now, if Cui Rongrong hadn't touched it inadvertently, the silver needle would have pierced her body silently!

Today, she would never allow herself to be alone. Even if it was unavoidable in the end, she would drag someone to face life and death together!

Cui Rong's eyes lightly swept over the unsuccessful silver needle. She deliberately let Zhao Xian'er notice all this and had her own plans in mind.

As long as he is by Zhao Xianer's side, it will not be easy for Song Yanyi to take action. This may give Zhao Xianer a chance to survive.

She collected her thoughts, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she softly agreed: "Seeing that Sister Zhao is so uncomfortable, I am also very worried. Since Sister invited me, I will take the trouble to stay and accompany you."

"Don't worry, Sister Zhao. I will check your body carefully to make sure everything is fine."

When Zhao Xianer heard the promise, her tense nerves relaxed a little. She involuntarily moved closer to Cui Rongrong, looking around vigilantly, fearing that something unexpected might happen again.

Even after getting off the carriage safely, Zhao Xian'er followed Cui Rong closely.

Inside the palace, Feng Yang and the secret guards came to report. Upon hearing the news, Song Yanyi's face suddenly became gloomy, and the teacup in his hand was thrown heavily to the ground, with a crisp and harsh sound of breaking.

"A bunch of trash! Why should I keep you around? Am I just letting you sit back and reap the fruits of my labor?"

A secret guard hurriedly explained: "Your Highness, calm down. I thought it was an easy task, but Miss Cui made an unexpected move and knocked Miss Zhao off course, causing the silver needle to lose its aim."

"General Cui's daughter is different from ordinary people after all. We are afraid of being exposed, so we have to withdraw temporarily and report to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." Another secret guard added.

Feng Yang echoed with regret, "Although we acted cautiously, Miss Zhao is now as sensitive as a frightened bird. She insisted that Miss Cui stay with her tonight. It is indeed difficult to take action again."

Veins bulged on Song Yanyi's forehead. He couldn't calm down when he thought about Cui Rongrong spending a night with Zhao Xianer.

His eyes were sharp as he scanned the two people in front of him. "I don't want to hear the word 'can't do' from you. Go back to the Zhao Mansion immediately and keep an eye on them. Look for an opportunity to attack Miss Zhao! If you give them the chance to say something they shouldn't, you won't have another chance!"

The two of them nodded quickly, not daring to delay, and quickly disappeared from Song Yanyi's sight.

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As the night deepened, Zhao Xian'er pulled Cui Rong to sleep on the same bed with her. Apart from the occasional crackling sound of the charcoal brazier, the only sounds in the room were the two people's breathing intertwined in the darkness.

"Sister Cui, are you asleep?" Zhao Xianer asked softly, with a hint of uneasiness in her voice.

"Not yet, Sister Zhao, are you feeling unwell again?" Cui Rong's voice was warm and caring. Since entering the Zhao Mansion, she pretended to take Zhao Xian'er's pulse. In fact, the silver needle incident was just a false alarm. Zhao Xian'er was fine and just needed to rest for a night.

"After drinking the calming soup prescribed by Sister Cui, I feel much better now. I just have some insomnia and want to talk to you." Zhao Xianer's voice trembled slightly.

Cui Rongrong didn't mind at all, and said softly: "Although you should have a good rest after drinking the tranquilizing soup, if Sister Zhao can't sleep, I will naturally accompany you. You have been worried since returning from the palace. Now it's just the two of us. If you want, you can tell me your troubles. Sometimes, you will feel better if you talk about it."

However, just as Zhao Xian'er was about to speak, she heard a slight noise from the roof. She immediately fell silent and subconsciously pulled the quilt tighter.

"Sister Cui, you are worrying too much. I just feel unwell today and I am worried that the carriage moving too slowly will make my condition worse, so I look a little worried. After chatting with Sister Cui for a while, I am a little sleepy. It's getting late, Sister Cui, you should go to bed early!"

Just as he finished speaking, a few cat meows were heard from the roof, breaking the tranquility of the night.

Cui Rongrong chuckled and said in a relaxed tone: "It turns out that the noise just now was made by a cat. I thought there was someone on the roof. Since Sister Zhao is tired, let's go to sleep."

Zhao Xianer responded perfunctorily and turned her back, but her heart was surging.

The cat's meowing on the roof is clearly a man-made disguise!

Song Yanyi really sent someone!

If I hadn't kept Cui Rong, those people would have definitely attacked Cui Rong!

Thinking of this, Zhao Xianer couldn't help but hug the quilt tightly, and the cold sweat on her back almost soaked her clothes.

Time seemed to freeze for a long time, and she cautiously suggested: "I still feel a little uncomfortable, Sister Cui, can you stay a few more days with me?"

She didn't know whether Cui Rongrong had fallen asleep, and waited nervously for an answer.

Soon, a vague but reassuring "hmm" sound came to my ears.

After getting a satisfactory answer, Zhao Xianer finally felt relieved and fell into a deep sleep.

In the next few days, the people sent by Song Yanyi could not find a suitable opportunity to take action, and could only return dejectedly to report. Naturally, they were greeted with a severe reprimand from Song Yanyi.

Song Yanyi angrily threw the teacup in his hand, and the fragments scattered with a crisp sound. His face was terribly gloomy.