I Am This Type of Woman Chapter 100: City

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Bang!

The strong courtyard door smashed against the wall, making a desperate noise, and finally could only be pulled down feebly.

"Huahua!" Rong Xia put down the hand holding the bow and said sternly: "What are you doing here? Get out!"

"Shut up!" Banhua yelled back.

The rain soaked her hair and body. She did not take care of the flaws on her face. Instead, she felt that the robe on her body was in the way, so she lifted the hem of the skirt and tied it around her waist. In the flash of lightning, she even avoided it. A sneak attack by two assassins.

The assassins did not expect that a woman would rush over. After seeing the person clearly, they stopped Banhua, but did not kill him. Obviously these people knew Banhua's identity and were slightly wary of her.

As soon as they were concerned, Banhua broke through their encirclement and came to Du Jiu's side.

"Injured?" Banhua wiped some water from his face and raised his sword. The red blood flowed down the sword, mixed with the rain, and splashed on the bluestone floor.

The sword Ban Hua used was very light and sharp. Every move and every move was as silent as an afterimage, and it was so fast that it was dizzying.

Du Jiu covered his wound, still unable to react.

Just when he thought he was going to die that night, Princess Fule rushed in with only two female guards. The way she held the sword and the neat movements of tying the skirt made him feel like she had seen it. The heroism that dominates the battlefield.

On this rainy night with lightning and thunder, Du Jiu believed for the first time what old Mr. Jingting said.

Princess Fule is indeed the most like him, and even her martial arts skills are amazing.

A layman looks at the fun, an expert looks at the door. Many people in Daye practice swordsmanship, but most of them learn how to strengthen their bodies, such as their Marquis. But Princess Fule is different. Every move she makes has a sharp edge and even a chilling feeling.

The only thing she lacks is the murderous aura that can only be tempered on the battlefield.

The moment the lightning lit up, a sleeve arrow flew out. The target it wanted to attack was Rong Xia behind Banhua and Du Jiu. Rong Xia turned his head and hid, but the assassin was obviously prepared, and someone else was targeting Rong Xia.

"Master Hou!" Du Jiu's eyes were completely split. In desperation, he could only throw out the sword in his hand and plunge it into the assassin's chest. At this moment, an assassin who had fallen on the ground raised his hand towards Rong Xia.

"Master Hou!"

Du Jiu felt chills all over his body, trembling with endless fear from his bones.

"Ding!" The silver sword edge blocked the sleeve arrow. The sword edge trembled and the sleeve arrow fell to the ground. Banhua stepped forward and stepped on the assassin's chest. The assassin spat out foam, rolled his eyes and fainted.

At this moment, guards came from outside the courtyard gate and rushed over.

Ban Hua raised her sword and pointed at the six or seven assassins still standing in the yard. The rain rolled down her face, giving her an extremely pale and strange beauty.

"Withdraw."

Seeing that the situation was not good, the assassin wanted to retreat.

"This is the Marquis's Mansion, not a place where little fishes and shrimps live," Banhua quickly stopped in front of these assassins, "I want to see if any of you can walk out today."

Now in the yard, except for Banhua and her two guards who were intact, Du Jiu and several guards were seriously injured. As for Rong Xia, who was still standing in place, Banhua did not count him in his combat effectiveness. .

"The princess is a weak woman, why should she risk her life?" The leader of the assassin finally spoke, his voice was hoarse and sounded very strange, "Although Marquis Cheng'an is a rare and beautiful man, with your Identity, you don’t want any man. If he dies, you can raise as many faces as you can, all charming and beautiful, everything you want, why do you have to fight so hard for one man?"

"How can I lose my heroic appearance in front of such a beautiful woman?" Banhua sneered, "I'm just a mosquito, fly and bedbug in the gutter, and you deserve to tell me your conditions?"

Banhua's swordsmanship is excellent. She is best at swordsmanship and whipping. On the contrary, her archery and boxing skills are average. When people outside see her archery skills, they praise her for having the legacy of her grandfather. Just because They didn't see Banhua's swordsmanship.

The Ban family raised many soldiers who were injured and disabled on the battlefield. These people had fought through mountains of corpses and seas of blood. In the past, old Duke Jingting always led her to deal with these people. Later, Duke Jingting passed away, and the Ban family still supported these aging soldiers, but the court had already forgotten these meritorious officials and no longer cared about them.

Banhua learned all her skills from them. She has loved beauty since she was a child. She feels that sword skills and boxing skills are not beautiful enough and do not reflect her temperament, so she does not like to learn them. Before she was fifteen years old, she practiced martial arts every day. In the past two years, because she was older and spent more time away from home, she neglected to practice.

Back then, her grandfather once personally praised her for her martial arts skills, but unfortunately not many people in the capital believed her.

She deeply regrets this.

Seeing Banhua being so aggressive, the assassin no longer had any scruples and started to move with all his strength.

But they didn't expect that Banhua's two female guards were more powerful in martial arts than Banhua, and their fierceness was like... dead soldiers?

The Ban family actually raised a daughter to be a dead soldier?

The assassin was secretly frightened when he thought of this, but he had no chance to express his thoughts.

Because he died, died under the sword of Banhua's female guard.

The Death Soldier learned the killer method of sneak attacks in the dark, but Banhua and the two guards learned the method of killing people on the battlefield. The two murderous methods collided, and their superiority was immediately apparent.

The two female guards moved very neatly, with no unnecessary movements between raising their hands and kicking their legs. Because on the battlefield, the enemy does not allow you to make unnecessary movements, they are fighting for their lives.

"Pfft."

This is the sound of a sharp knife piercing into flesh.

Rong Xia looked at the woman in front of her. In the night, she seemed not as charming and sweet as usual, but more cold and mysterious. A few strands of hair stuck to her cheeks, making her face look... Like the white snow in late winter.

He felt like he was out of breath, but his eyes seemed to have lost their mind. He could only look at her and move with her.

Banhua quickly drew out her sword, and blood spurted out, staining the uppers of her shoes. She frowned and did not look at the assassin lying on the ground. Instead, she turned to look at Rong Xian who had rushed into the rain at some point, "Don't come over yet, Du Jiu, drag your Lord Marquis back, in case this happens What should I do if someone is pretending to be dead inside?"

My grandfather said that situations like this often happen on the battlefield. The enemy soldiers pretended to be dead, and when Daye's officers and soldiers went to clean the battlefield, these people suddenly attacked and killed many Daye officers and soldiers. So since then, their soldiers have developed a habit when cleaning the battlefield. As long as it is an enemy corpse, they will first touch it up.

As soon as Ban Hua finished speaking, a man in black on the ground stood up, but before he could stand firm, Rong Xia opened the long bow, and the arrow pierced the assassin's throat.

The guards of the Cheng'an Marquis Mansion stood at the door, looking at the corpses on the ground and the yard stained red with blood. They were all frightened. After making sure that the Marquis was still standing well, they relaxed. tone.

Seeing that the guards had finally arrived, Ban Hua breathed a sigh of relief. The fierce energy in his body suddenly disappeared into smoke. He turned to the female guard and said, "Hurry up and hold me."

"Princess, what's wrong with you, are you injured?"

"No, I'm scared, my legs are weak."

The dead bodies are lying on the ground, and everyone has been killed, so why are you afraid?

Rong Xia didn't look at the guards. He walked up to Banhua, suddenly picked her up, turned around and walked into the house.

Banhua was stunned by his sudden movement and threw the sword in his hand to the guard, "What are you doing?"

He looked down at the woman in his arms and said nothing.

"Master Hou..." Du Jiu stopped Rong Xia.

Rong Xia stopped, looked at the bodies of the guards of Cheng'an Hou Mansion on the ground, and said to the guards who came over: "Give these guards a good burial."

These guards are all people with no father, no mother, no worries, and they died for him today. If they don’t even have a tombstone, it would be really chilling.

"Yes." Du Jiu agreed.

"Let others handle this matter. You and the other injured people go to see the doctor," Rong Xia ordered, turned around and strode into the house.

After entering the room, he placed Banhua on a cushioned chair and wrapped a thick quilt around her. However, he squatted down and took off the dirty embroidered shoes on her feet, revealing a pair of white and tender feet.

The palms of his hands felt a little hot, and it was not until he pulled the quilt away and covered her feet that the burning sensation subsided slightly.

Ban Hua blinked and looked up at Rong Xia, who looked at her quietly without saying a word.

"What's wrong with you?" Banhua waved her hand in front of him, "Are you scared?"

Rong Xia grabbed her wrist. Her wrist was cold, but the strong beating pulse made him feel at ease: "It was too dangerous just now."

"If it wasn't dangerous, I wouldn't have to help you," Banhua sniffed, her hair still dripping with water, "You are mine, how can I just watch others bully you."

His palms trembled and he suddenly hugged Banhua tightly.

Tightly, it's like hugging a rare treasure. If you let go, you will regret it for the rest of your life.

The atmosphere in the room is quiet and beautiful, and the dim candlelight adds a bit of warmth to the room.

Banhua stretched out her index finger and poked Rong Xia's back gently. Rong Xia didn't respond, so she poked again.

"What's wrong?" Rong Xia gently touched her wet hair.

"The quilt is soaked. Do you have any extra clothes?"

"..."

All the warmth and tranquility disappeared. Rong Xia chuckled, lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "I will ask the servants to prepare hot water."

Banhua touched her numb ears, her fingers felt a little itchy, and she couldn't help but touch the corners of Rong Xia's lips.

Softer than imagined, as warm as imagined.

It’s not her fault, it’s all her fault.

Rong Xia pinched her fingers and her voice was slightly hoarse: "Huahua, I am a man."

Banhua: Are men great? I'm still a woman.

Looking at her innocent look, Rong Xia finally couldn't bear it anymore. He lowered his head and kissed the corner of her lips gently, took a deep breath, took a step back, turned around and walked out of the door without looking back.

What a seductive fairy!

The seductive fairy said that it turns out that when a man wears clothes and gets wet, he has a different flavor, which really makes people want to see more.

She touched the corners of her lips, and suddenly had the urge to tear open Rong Xia's clothes and make him cry.

Realizing that her thoughts were too filthy, Banhua slapped her face. He was really a male monster who was causing harm to the country. She should accept this kind of monster.

The Capital Infantry Department, Dali Temple, and Kyoto Yamen were all so excited by the shocking news that night that they almost rolled out of bed.

A large number of assassins entered the mansion of Rong Junpo, who had just been ennobled as a Marquis. Several guards died in the Marquis Cheng'an Mansion. Even the most useful guards around Marquis Cheng'an were seriously injured and are now being treated by doctors. Woolen cloth.

When such a big thing happens, all relevant departments are responsible, especially since it was Marquis Chengan who was assassinated. This is an earth-shattering event.

Officials from various departments rushed to the Cheng'an Marquis Mansion overnight despite heavy rain. The commander of the Imperial Guard arrived first. As soon as he walked into the main courtyard, he smelled a lingering smell of blood.

"Commander Chen, please come this way." A guard from the Rong family led him into the yard. Although the bodies in the yard had been moved away, the blood in the yard told him that something must have happened here not long ago. A fierce battle ensued. Otherwise, such heavy rain could not wash away the smell.

"How many assassins are there in total?"

"Back to Commander Chen, there are twenty-two assassins in total, twenty dead and two alive."

Commander Chen received an imperial edict overnight to handle this case. Judging from His Majesty's attitude, it seemed that he was very angry that someone dared to assassinate Marquis Cheng'an. In fact, when he heard that Marquis Cheng'an had been assassinated, he almost thought that His Majesty had someone do it.

He observed in the yard. The signs of fighting were very serious, and there were traces of iron claws on the wall. It seemed that the assassin had climbed over the wall. But the Cheng'an Marquis Mansion is so big, even if it's windy and rainy today, there will still be a gatekeeper. The fact that these assassins can sneak in here silently means that there may be an insider in the manor.

What surprised him the most was that these assassins came suddenly, leaving Marquis Chengan unprepared. With the situation tonight, it would be difficult for the sound of fighting to spread, so even if all the guards around Rong Xia were dead, they would not be able to stop the attack of these killers. How did he stop these killers and stop them all?

There must be something fishy in this.

He glanced at the manager of the Rong Mansion behind him and said in a deep voice: "Is there anything else that hasn't been said yet?"

The steward bowed and answered: "I wonder what else Commander Chen wants to know?"

"I am here to investigate this case on your Majesty's order. If your government has something to hide, I'm afraid it won't be easy to explain it to your Majesty." Commander Chen did not go too far, "I hope your government can Be considerate."

Hearing this, the steward smiled and said, "Don't worry, Commander Chen. If you have anything you want to ask, just ask. I will definitely tell you everything I know."

Commander Chen nodded: "In that case, why don't you ask this steward to tell me how Marquis Cheng'an stopped these assassins when there were so many assassins and your guards didn't arrive in time."

"Commander Chen will know after looking at the corpses of these assassins."

The servants of the Rong family put the assassin's body together. In order to facilitate the investigation, they did not touch anything on the assassin's body.

Commander Chen saw that four of these assassins died from arrow feathers, and the others had scars caused by swords. Even sword wounds are different. One is a commonly used heavy sword, and the other is a light sword that requires very high craftsmanship.

General guards don’t use light swords, so this sword wound was caused by Rong Xia?

But he had only heard that Rong Xia was excellent at archery. When had his swordsmanship become so good?

"Rong Houye's swordsmanship is so good that I was unexpected."

"Commander Chen, these sword wounds were not caused by the Marquis," the steward still smiled, "It happened to rain heavily today, and Princess Fule was a guest in the mansion. It was difficult to leave, so she stayed in the mansion temporarily. Stay."

Commander Chen immediately realized: "Are these injuries caused by Princess Fule?"

"No, there are also two guards from Princess Fule."

Chen Tong took the lead and was impressed by Princess Fule's martial arts skills, and then felt a chill in his back. These assassins were obviously well prepared. The only thing they didn't expect was that Princess Fule would stay at the Marquis Cheng'an Mansion. If Princess Fule was not here, could Marquis Cheng'an still be alive?

I used to often hear people talk about Duke Fule, the princess of Princess Fule, but he always sneered at him. Judging from what happened after the engagement between Marquis Rong and Princess Fule, Princess Fule was clearly a prosperous husband rather than a cunning husband.

"I wonder if I can meet Uncle Rong?"

"Commander Chen, please follow me this way," the steward said, "I believe the Marquis will be out soon."

Chen Tongling thought that Marquis Rong was just a civil servant, and it was normal for him to be frightened and need to clean up when encountering such a thing.

After waiting in the Nuan Pavilion for a while, he saw Rong Xia, neatly dressed, walking in. His face was slightly pale, and his hair was spread behind him, still steaming with moisture.

Rong Xia stepped forward and exchanged greetings with Commander Chen, "It would be rude of me to meet guests with this face."

"The Marquis is too polite and obeys authority. I am not a pedantic person." Commander Chen was already sure that Rong Xia had taken a bath and changed clothes before meeting the guests in this manner. It is normal for people who have never seen blood to want to take a bath when they see such a terrifying scene for the first time.

"Thank you for your understanding, Commander Chen." Rong Xia sat down and said, "It is really a sin to cause His Majesty to worry about my affairs."

"Master Marquis, please don't say that. It is well known that His Majesty values ​​you very much. Your Majesty treats you like a son and a nephew. If something happens to you and makes him sad, that would be the real sin." Commander Chen himself felt that this was a bit ironic. After careful calculation, Lord Rong was really His Majesty's cousin. This is something everyone in the court knows, but because of the bad debt back then, no one dared to speak out about it.

Even if His Majesty often says that he regards Lord Rong as his own son or nephew, that is just "as if" and not true.

A son never speaks of his father's fault. His Majesty has used this method to express his dissatisfaction with some of the late emperor's decisions. But he was dissatisfied. He could give Rong Xia a promotion, but he could not recognize Rong Xia's grandmother back into the royal family.

Commander Chen asked Rong Xia again what happened. Rong Xia did not hide anything and told the story exactly. He only tried to cover the content about Banhua in one or two sentences.

"I wonder if Princess Fule is still in your residence?"

Rong Xia said apologetically: "Princess Fule didn't sleep well all night, I'm afraid she has gone to bed by now."

"Alas," Commander Chen sighed, stood up and gave Rong Xia a big salute, "I'm afraid I have to trouble the Marquis to ask the princess to go."

Rong Xia frowned, glanced at the sky outside, lowered his eyelids and said slowly: "The princesses are in my mansion. It is not appropriate to call a woman at night. It is better to wait until dawn before mentioning this matter. Right."

Seeing that Rong Xia was determined not to ask Banhua to get up, Commander Chen knew that if he persisted, he would offend the seemingly gentle Marquis, so he stopped mentioning the matter.

"What the Marquis said is that the lower official didn't think properly enough."

A faint smile appeared on Rong Xia's face, as if the person who was cold just now was not him.

After a while, officials from the Beijing Infantry Division, Yamen, and Dali Temple all arrived. This was destined to be a sleepless night.

When Banhua woke up, she felt a little dizzy and her nose was a little stuffy. She was dressing and gargling in a daze while being served by a bunch of beautiful maids. She was still a little languid and unable to wake up.

This appearance fell in the eyes of the maid in the Hou Mansion. It was Princess Fule who, in order to save the Marquis, bravely fought against the killer as a weak woman. Now that she had regained her composure, she felt frightened.

Thinking that the princess insisted on saving their Marquis even though she was scared, the maids admired her even more. They looked at Banhua as if they were looking at a female war goddess riding on colorful auspicious clouds, exuding aura from head to toe. A dazzling light that makes people unable to help but worship.

Drinking the delicious porridge, Banhua found that all the side dishes on the table avoided flesh-colored and red colors, and any colors that might cause her discomfort did not appear in front of her eyes.

However, no matter how delicious today's food was, her appetite was not necessarily very good. She only ate less than half a bowl of porridge and then put it down.

"Princess." The two female guards looked at her worriedly.

"I'm fine." Banhua waved his hand and was about to say something else when a servant from the Hou Mansion came to report that Dali Temple and the commander of the Imperial Guard wanted to see him.

Banhua thought they were asking her about last night's events, so she followed the servants of the Hou Mansion to the living room. The maids were worried that Banhua was not feeling well, so they followed him in a crowd, carrying bottles, incense and umbrellas, all with meticulous care.

Commander Chen never thought that Princess Fule would be so public even in Cheng'an Marquis Mansion. The beautiful maids who followed her for a while were really attentive. If these maids weren't wearing the green waist skirts of the maids of Cheng'an Hou Mansion, he almost thought that these maids were brought by Princess Fule from Ban Mansion. .

As soon as Banhua entered the door, these maids laid out mats, poured tea, and fanned themselves. Even when Banhua raised her hand, someone was there to support her. This is not serving guests, it is clearly serving a giant Buddha. However, these maids seemed to be enjoying themselves, and their eyes were shining when they saw Banhua.

He really...can't understand the maid of Cheng'an Hou Mansion.

"Commander Chen," Banhua held her chin with one hand, looking a little lazy, "I wonder if Commander Chen wants to see me."

The officials of Dali Temple looked familiar to her, so she just nodded to him.

"I feel extremely guilty for disturbing the princess' rest, but in order to find out the major case last night, I have no choice but to take offense."

"You said it." Banhua nodded, not finding it offensive at all.

"May I ask, Princess, since you and Marquis Cheng'an don't live in the same courtyard, why can you hear the noise in this courtyard?"

"I didn't sleep well after midnight last night. I vaguely heard some noise, but it didn't seem to be there. I thought I couldn't sleep anyway, so I might as well go out and take a look," Banhua listened to the sound outside the window. Yusheng smiled and said, "In this kind of thunderstorm weather, if something happens, others may not be able to hear it. There is nothing wrong with being careful."

"The princess has excellent swordsmanship, and the subordinates admire her."

"There is no need to admire you." Banhua rubbed her forehead. She was a little dizzy and her voice was very lazy. "Commander Chen is the commander of the guards in front of His Majesty. My swordsmanship is just a show in front of you. It’s just a joke.”

Commander Chen thought to himself, how could the swordsmanship that could stop so many killers be a joke?

"Princess, what's wrong with you?" Rong Xia noticed something was wrong with Banhua's face. He stood up and walked to her, stretched out his hand to touch her forehead, and his face suddenly changed. "You have a fever."

"Come, go to the palace and ask for a doctor!"

It must be because of too much rain last night.

He looked at the people present impatiently: "Everyone, if you have any questions, I'll ask you later."

Banhua shook her dizzy head. Did she have a fever?

Rong Xia quickly held down her head: "Don't shake."