Jade Without Fragrance Chapter 107

   Chapter 107 Grey Clothes

   Xiaofeng's pupils shrank, and the murderous intent in his eyes could no longer be hidden.

  The man in grey sounded with a smile: "Don't be impulsive, you should know very well that it is you who will suffer when you start."

   His smile was very light, like falling snow, without a trace of temperature.

  Xiaofeng was like falling into an ice cave, staring at the man in gray.

   The hat covered the eyebrows of the man in gray, revealing only the delicate chin and perfect lips.

   Xiaofeng suddenly had an idea: this man in gray is very young, maybe he is about the same age.

The man in gray has long fingers, playing with the small flying knife: "The flying knife is still sharp, but the person you want to kill will have countless masters blocking him regardless of their lives, and this flying knife may have just scratched him. The skin falls into the hands of others.”

  The man in gray had a light tone, and every word he said was like thunder, hitting Xiaofeng in his heart. He used great perseverance to restrain the question that came out of his mouth, and said coldly, "I don't know what you are talking about."

   "I can help you." The man in gray ignored Xiao Feng's words and said lightly.

  Xiaofeng's eyes widened suddenly: "What did you say?"

   Across the hat, the man in gray became more and more mysterious in his eyes.

   "I said I can help you, our goals are the same."

   "I don't know what you're talking about!" Xiao Feng shook his head sharply, repeating what he just said.

   "That's it." The man in gray sighed softly, "If you don't want to seize the opportunity for cooperation, then you can only suffer the consequences of failure."

   He paused, and Xiao Feng could hear a hint of sympathy: "Whether you succeed or fail, you only have one chance to make a move. After all, you only have one ending."

  Xiaofeng stared at the moving lips of the other party, as if someone had cast a body immobilization technique, he couldn't move.

   Is this man in grey who suddenly appeared, is he deceiving him, or is he really aware of his plan?

  How did the man in gray know about it?

  What he is going to do, revealing that it is a dead word, he has never mentioned it to anyone.

   "Are you willing to exchange your life for a doomed result?" The man in gray asked, waiting quietly.

   Xiaofeng was speechless.

  The huge amount of fear and doubt weighed down like a mountain, making him breathless.

   "That's fine." The man in gray said calmly, shoved the flying knife into Xiao Feng's hand, turned around and left.

   Goose feather-like snow was intertwined and fluttered, the gray figure seemed to be able to hide in the sky at any time, and the distinct footprints on the ground were soon covered with fresh snow.

   "Wait!" Before Xiao Feng could react, the words of Liu Ren had already blurted out.

  The man in gray paused and stayed in place quietly.

  Xiaofeng bit his lip, then chased after him and stood in front of the man in gray.

   He was half a head shorter than the man in gray, and he raised his head slightly to speak, and the feeling of oppression brought by the other party became heavier.

   "Who do you think I'm going to kill?" Xiao Feng asked word by word.

  The man in gray looked at him for a moment, then suddenly took a step closer and whispered two words in his ear: "Prince."

   Xiaofeng was shocked, and the blood on his face faded.

   He really knows!

   "How...how did you know?" It was extremely difficult to say these words, and it also represented Xiaofeng's admission.

   "You don't have to know this." The man in gray said lightly.

   "Then how can I trust you?"

The man in gray chuckled: "Believe it or not, it means nothing to you. If I deliberately coax you and turn around to spread your wickedness, then you can't wait to step into the Marquis of Wuning Mansion. The door will die without a burial. So as long as you use a little rational analysis, you should understand that I am here to sincerely seek your cooperation. "

  Xiaofeng's heart was at war between heaven and man, and after a long time, he wiped his face hard.

   His cheeks were drenched by the melted snow, as if he was standing on an ice cliff with no escape and no way out.

   He doesn't want to retreat, and he doesn't want to live, he just wants the prince to die!

   He heard his trembling voice: "How are you going to help me?"

  The man in gray stretched out his hand, and on the palm of his hand lay a small porcelain vase.

   In the snow light, the porcelain vase silently refracts the cold light.

"This is--"

   "Poison."

  Xiaofeng trembled with her long eyelashes.

The grey clothed man's voice was calm and unwavering, as if he was talking about homely: "A rare and highly poisonous poison. As long as the poison is smeared on the flying knife, it will cut through the person's skin, and the bone will be scraped and the flesh will be plucked out. You have a better chance of stabbing you with a small flying knife."

   "But what if I can't do it? What if the flying knife is directly blocked by someone?" Perhaps seeing the hope of success, Xiao Feng was worried about gains and losses.

   "You can do it." The man in gray looked at the fifteen- or sixteen-year-old boy and thought, with a firm tone.

   The boy in front of him did it.

  This small flying knife will cut through the skin of the prince and stained with the prince's blood.

  It's a pity that a small skin injury can't do much damage to the prince.

  It is different if the flying knife is coated with this kind of poison. If you are lucky, it will kill the prince by piercing the important place. If you are unlucky, the prince will suffer a lot.

   "How are you sure? Like you just said, that person has a lot of protection."

  The man in gray was silent for a moment, his voice was very soft: "It really failed, and me. I, like you, have no way out, I just want him to die."

   At this moment, Xiaofeng suddenly no longer had any doubts.

   He believed that what he said was true.

   Then he has nothing to hesitate, this is what he wants to do. And now someone told him that he failed, that someone would go on to do it, and he should be happy.

  Xiaofeng stretched out his hand and held the small porcelain bottle tightly in his hand.

   "Good luck to you." The man in grey finished speaking and turned around silently.

  Xiaofeng took a step subconsciously: "You—"

  The man in gray didn't stop, and Xiaofeng didn't speak anymore.

   All that needs to be said, they are strangers.

  The man in gray walked away, and finally disappeared from sight. Xiaofeng shook the falling snow on the blue silk, turned and walked towards the large courtyard.

   The large courtyard was lively and lively, and with a shy and clean smile on his face, he blended in.

   In Prince Jing's mansion, Prince Jing and Princess Jing are still pushing around for who is going to Mrs. Wuning Hou's birthday banquet.

   "Princess, let's go, it's the birthday banquet of the female family, you are the most suitable."

  Princess Jing leaned against the smoked cage with a lazy expression: "Our family has a good relationship with the Marquis of Wuning. On such occasions, someone at home will do. I'm too lazy to talk to Mrs. Marquis Wuning, so it's better for the lord to go."

   King Jing was puzzled: "Well, why don't you want to talk to others?"

   Are all women so childish and willful?

   "No speculation." Princess Jing said lightly.

   In fact, I saw Sun Xiuhua once. After the second girl from the Marquis of Wuning entered the palace and scratched her niece's face, the niece suspected that Tang Wei's hands and feet were also used by Tang Wei when she fell into the water.

  Princess Jing was disappointed when her niece entered the palace to serve the prince, but she was still angry when the beloved daughter left by her twin sister was bullied.

   Just for this reason, it is not easy to tell King Jing.

   At this moment, Qi Shuo walked in and asked with a smile, "Is the father and the mother talking about attending the birthday banquet of Mrs. Wuning Hou?"

   (end of this chapter)

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