The Dramatic Crown Princess Wants to Poison Me!-Chapter 51: Even

This kid, although Huangfu Jingchen obviously disliked and detested him, calling him slick-tongued, thick-faced as a wall, and even a dead Long Yang.

Yet, abruptly seeing her die, and in such a tragic manner right before him, he found his heart unexpectedly aching faintly.

The kind of pain that suddenly spread, engulfing his heart, then reaching his eyes, even causing his nose to sting slightly, making his vision a bit blurry.

She was a living, breathing person, just a few hours ago she was still making him angry, clever and cunning like a fox, and in such a short time, how did she become a corpse?

Huangfu Jingchen felt even worse, this kid was obviously slippery like a fish, how did she fall for someone’s trick?

Who killed her?

Was it someone from the Governor Mansion, or one of those two assassins who escaped?

Tonight, because of his commotion, the people in the Governor Mansion should have had no time to deal with Xia Wenjin.

Regardless of who it was, Huangfu Jingchen didn’t want to let them go.

He trembled as he reached out to close Xia Wenjin’s eyes, whispering, "I will find out who killed you and avenge you!"

As he moved his hand away, Xia Wenjin’s eyes opened again.

Is this dying with their eyes open?

He extended his hand again, his voice hoarse, "Don’t worry, after all, you are my servant, even though you are a Long Yang, I’ve never discriminated against you. As your master, I won’t let you die without clarity!"

Suddenly, Xia Wenjin’s right hand on the ground shot out suddenly, poking at his acupoint.

The change occurred in an instant.

Xia Wenjin’s eyes carried a mischievous smile, her fingertips already touching Huangfu Jingchen’s clothes, but Huangfu Jingchen’s hand extended as quickly as lightning, catching her right hand.

His eyes were clear, his expression calm; his actions were forceful, not at all like a reflex reaction to a surprise attack.

Xia Wenjin tugged her hand, but Huangfu Jingchen’s grip was as tight as an iron clamp, she couldn’t pull it back.

Xia Wenjin curiously asked, "You didn’t fall for it, how did you manage that?"

The youth before her had innocent eyes, like black gemstones; no matter how you looked at him, he seemed simple and pure. Huangfu Jingchen really couldn’t understand how there could be such a person in the world.

He said with a cold face, "You forgot, your body temperature..."

When he reached out to close her eyes, the delicate and soft skin on her face made his heart tremble, and then he felt something was off.

If a person dies, their body becomes cold.

Why was her skin under his hand smooth as cream, warm as warm jade?

He deliberately let his hand linger on her eyes for a moment longer.

She played her role well, not moving at all.

However, over the eyes, there are very fine blood vessels, with minute pulsations that Huangfu Jingchen’s fingertips could feel. This kid, clearly nothing happened to her, why pretend to be dead?

Who was she acting for? Or is there some other conspiracy?

This time Xia Wenjin made a move, how could she succeed?

Xia Wenjin didn’t mind after her failed attempt; she casually sat up, nonchalantly laughing, "Last time I touched your face, today you touched mine, we’re even!"

Huangfu Jingchen: "..."

Is that the key point?

No, why did hearing this kid say they touched his face make him feel somewhat uncomfortable?

Huangfu Jingchen, annoyed, said, "Boring!"

He really was idle to the extent of madness, why was he concerned about this kid’s life or death?

Wait, the blood on Xia Wenjin wasn’t real, but the room truly smelled of blood, he asked, "You killed someone?"

Xia Wenjin was startled, widened her eyes, and said, "Brother Huang, besides me, there isn’t even a ghost in this room, did I kill myself?"

Huangfu Jingchen’s gaze swept over her face, everything before his eyes suddenly crashing into his vision.

A small face, eyebrows like fresh willow, eyes like black obsidian, with features as delicate as a woman’s; such a face is truly... very pretty. It’s said that people with faces resembling the opposite gender often confuse their identities, so many Long Yang are such people.

This face is too beautiful, so beautiful that it almost made him forget Xia Wenjin is male, especially her lips, red as cherries, fluttering like cherry blossoms with her words, and the warm sensation of her fingertips...

Just earlier, having broken out from a siege, it seemed like a fierce battle, yet compared to this moment, it was akin to dreaming.

Huangfu Jingchen awkwardly averted his gaze, even the real or fake scent of blood, he no longer pursued. He stood up quickly, humming, "Count it as my unnecessary meddling!"

Looking at the figure leaving through the window, why did it seem that his movement technique stagnated for a moment as he flipped over, almost colliding with the windowsill?

Xia Wenjin pouted, you’re just not up to it, young man!

Finished, time to sleep!

The assassin had a sudden malevolent thought, but who is Xia Wenjin? Though young, she had ample Jianghu experience, especially when dealing with ruthless creatures like assassins; until they left, she certainly wouldn’t let her guard down.

When the assassin struck with his blade, she shifted with the Shadow Circulation Step, moving to his side, reached out and drew out the dagger from his waist, then with a twist and turn, she was behind him, the dagger naturally stabbing into his back. The whole process took but a blink.

That assassin intended to launch an unexpected surprise attack, but was instead caught off guard by Xia Wenjin.

After that, Xia Wenjin dealt with the person, then went for a stroll, though Ronghua Pavilion was quite far, there seemed to be noticeably fewer patrol guards in the courtyard, which Xia Wenjin found unusual, prompting her to investigate.

She saw the person tangled in a fight among the patrol guards.

At that time, although Huangfu Jingchen had his face covered, she recognized his form and techniques.

She watched for a while; although Huangfu Jingchen was tangled in combat, he could still manage, between jumping in to fight or devising a way to help him escape, Xia Wenjin chose the latter, so she set fire to Cuihua Pavilion.

But such a thing, she thought, was merely a trivial task and never intended for Huangfu Jingchen to know.

Estimating that Huangfu Jingchen would return, she quickly disguised herself.

Huangfu Jingchen wasn’t someone who acted on impulse, involving himself in a fight with a bunch of patrol guards at Ronghua Pavilion, there must be a reason.

She was very curious about what the reason was.

Indeed, Huangfu Jingchen was deceived!

Xia Wenjin smiled cunningly, while proceeding to the bedside, pulling two things from her sleeve, she looked at what was in her hands, nodding in satisfaction.

Worth pretending to be dead once.

One of the items was a very thin silk book, filled with densely packed words; looking closely at them, her smile grew larger, eventually blossoming into a beaming grin.

Besides the silk book, there was also a jade pendant.

It was a piece of warm jade.

Many kinds of jade exist in this world, but warm jade is undoubtedly the best of jade, seldom seen. Just the warm jade itself was worth quite a bit of silver.

Looking at it closely under her eyes, Xia Wenjin couldn’t help but frown.

The jade pendant was intricately carved, with complex patterns.

Jade is inherently brittle, making it difficult to carve intricate designs, yet the patterns on this were beyond intricate.

Of course, this was secondary.

The important thing was, she had seen this pattern style in her past life before.