Fanlu Academy caught fire.

The north wind helped, and in the blink of an eye, it burned out the momentum that wanted to swallow everything.

Ran Shaotang pulled out the dagger inserted into the dead man's body, wiped the corpse's Ye Xing's clothes a few times, quickly wiped off the blood on the blade, and by the way, the light on the blade shone on what was wrong with the face.

Fortunately, the knife just now was as clean and neat as ever, and did not leave any clues on her face.

She habitually wiped the birthmark of the water droplet on her left face with her index finger, and kicked the body with contempt.

This is the seventh unlucky guy who died under her knife.

The eldest princess' methods became more and more ruthless, but the killers sent were more stupid than the other.

She looked up at the direction of the academy. The blazing flames that had been swaying before were killed by several teams of guards who arrived in time. Only a few thick black smoke left behind was sobbing in the cloudy afternoon in winter, and it was already declining.

I don’t know that the eldest princess made such a big disturbance and implicated several innocent lives.

Ran Shaotang, who had chased out several hills, felt his legs and feet weak and sat on the ground.

She clearly understood a truth: if you want to survive, you must be cautious, have the ability to protect yourself, and have the heart to be tough.

Ran Shaotang sighed in the direction of home. He took out a small porcelain bottle of exquisite and beautiful red lotus tangled branches from his arms, pulled out the bottle stopper and pointed it at the wound of the deceased, and fell down a pile of black powder. In an instant, a foul stinking mixed in the smoke and dust and thrust into his nose.

She was prepared for a long time, covering her mouth and nose with her sleeves, took a step back, and watched quietly as the body slowly melted under the action of poison and disappeared.

She stuffed the empty bottle, rubbed her tender white fingertips on the half-open lotus flower on the cup body for a few times, and put them back in her arms.

She had a problem - she liked good-looking things. To put it in a literary way, she wanted to use her skills to make the rest of her life - all the beautiful things she encountered.

This beautiful bottle was bought from a jade shop for a lot of money, and it was just right for the poison that destroyed the corpse.

When she saw Wei Xiaobao dealing with Xiao Guizi's corpse-dissolving powder, she thought it was all made up by Jin Daxia.

Unexpectedly, after changing his identities, I learned that her own dear mother was a master of poisoning, and this is the gift she gave her on her seventh birthday.

She had always been cautious, and when she was staring at the last moment, she suddenly found that a beautiful bag was exposed in the clothes that were about to dissolve. Unfortunately, a corner of it had been dissolved by the corpse powder.

She hurriedly took out a knife and carefully picked it out and carefully identified it. After confirming that there was no abnormality, she untied the strap and took out half a piece of jute paper from it. At this time, people generally used bamboo slips when writing, and only wealthy families were willing to use paper.

Fortunately, the words on the paper can still be recognized.

She hurriedly swept a few lines, threw the damaged bag off the cliff with disgust, and the half piece of paper was stuffed into her arms.

After dealing with all this, the sun is about to set.

She was about to go down the mountain to go home, but suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at the cliff a few steps away. She accelerated so hard that she jumped high like an elegant antelope, and jumped down as if she was dead.

This action shocked the masked young man who had been quietly peeking at her whereabouts after the rocks in the distance.

The young man's sharp eyes drew a surprise arc in the air with Ran Shaotang's falling movement. He was about to get up and chase after him to check it out, but a group of people came up to the cliff. In a moment, they occupied the place where Ran Shaotang had destroyed his corpse just now.

The boy hesitated for a moment and left quietly from the other road.

As the news of the fire in Fanlu Academy spread like a pot in Kyoto, the people of Ran’s house were rushing.

For the Ran family, it doesn’t matter whether the academy catches fire or not to their Ran family.

Although this academy is not a royal family, it is also jointly funded by powerful people in the upper class of Kyoto. They have endless wealth. If they burn a academy today, they will definitely be able to stand a better academy than Fanlu tomorrow.

However, Ran Shaotang, the most favored eldest son of the Ran family, had not returned home until the time of school, so this was an important matter.

Was it burned by fire or was it another accident?

Both of these two things are fatal.

The head of the family Ran asked someone to go to compete in the morning, but he had not returned and had sent someone to search.

The mistress of the house, Mrs. Ran, sat in the main hall and gave orders with a calm face.

"Do good deeds. Since there is no eldest son in those burnt corpses, hurry up and call back all the people you sent out. Don't mess around everywhere. Just ask someone to go to the gate of the princess's mansion, the side door, and the side door to look at it. Any abnormality will be reported."

Yu Xingshan was a person who had been serving Mrs. Ran since he was a child. He immediately understood what his master thought and lifted the curtain and went out, but was stopped by the butler Ran Fu.

Ran Fu is a member of the Ran family, so naturally he must consider the starting point of doing things from the Ran family.

Can people be sent to keep an eye on the princess's house? If you want to keep an eye on it, you have to go quietly.

Yu Xingshan was tripped by Ran Fu in the corridor and greeted him with a smile: "What are the instructions of Butler Fu?"

Ran Fu sighed: "It's not a big order. I just kindly reminded Brother Yu, "If you do things, don't cause trouble for your mistress. Whether we are making a big fuss or hiding, as long as we complete the things that our master has given, it's a skill. Do you think so?"

The eldest princess is a powerful character. If you can, you won’t mess with it. It’s too troublesome. Maybe you have to pay the general to make up for the trouble caused by his wife, but it’s really not worth the loss.

Yu Yongsheng is also a smart person. How could he not understand his tips? He clasped his fists and thanked him a few words and took the people away from the mission in a hurry.

The rest of the book boy and two guards who picked up and dropped off Ran Shaotang from school every day were still kneeling in the hall.

Mrs. Ran knew that it was not their fault that the three of them had not received the eldest son, so she asked them to go out to find someone with Ran Fu.

Yan Jiang, who had been standing behind her and serving, comforted him: "Madam, don't worry, the eldest son is a child who knows what he knows. It's not that easy to hurt her there."

Mrs. Ran took the tea handed over by Yan Jiang, sipped it gently, and felt that the bitterness in her mouth was even worse, and said helplessly: "I am not worried about this. I am afraid that she will catch someone if she doesn't know the importance of it."

Yan Jiang was also worried about this, and he couldn't follow Mrs. Ran's words, which made her worry more and she hurriedly changed the topic.

"Madam, please be content. The eldest son has been more sensible than other children since he was born, calm and courageous. No one can find her mistakes unless she deliberately wants to hand her a knife to someone. Last time the princess's house held a banquet, the princess, who was less than seven years old, wanted to design our eldest son, but was plotted against it, and she fell into the cesspool and had no place to deal with it. Now she still wants to laugh."

Yan Jiang couldn't help laughing twice when he remembered that day.

Mrs. Ran was not in that mood. She looked at the darker weather outside the door and said worriedly: "What is the ability to bully someone younger than me? Yan Jiang, please don't use this to praise her in the future. I just worry that Shaotang is too vengeful and does not understand the beauty of the word "bearing", and will easily suffer great losses."

Yan Jiang also wanted to defend a few words for the child he had raised since childhood. Mrs. Ran remembered another sad thing and frowned: "There are a few days left on New Year's Eve. I heard from the general that His Majesty wants to meet the couple of twins of the Ran family during the palace banquet. I am really afraid that something will happen and cause a murder."

Yan Jiang thought for a while: "So many years have passed, and Your Majesty seems to be ignoring us, but he is paying attention to it in secret. This time he suddenly wants to see you, and there is something strange. If something goes wrong, there will be a demon. We have to be careful."

Mrs. Ran lowered her eyes and thought deeply.

Yan Jiang thought for a moment, and his tone became relaxed: "Your Majesty wants to see us, so let us see you? Isn't it okay to think of a way not to go to the palace? It's time to avoid it. It's not that easy to send the eldest son out in a few months."

Mrs. Ran's brows stretched slightly and praised Yan Jiang: "Yan Jiang knows my heart best. However, this method requires the cooperation of the general."

Yan Jiang is only two years older than Yu Ruoxian. The two grew up with each other and married to the Ran family. Knowing that she has a delicate heart, the two had a tacit understanding. After hearing what she said, she guessed something: "Does the madam want to make a bitter plan?"

Mrs. Ran nodded, and Yan Jiang hesitated and said, "The eldest son and the female son are still young after all, so the dosage must be controlled by the temperature, otherwise it will easily hurt the body."

Mrs. Ran immediately shook her head and interrupted her: "Yan Jiang is confused, right? Your Majesty knows that I am good at using poison, so this plan cannot be applied. This is shooting myself in the foot."

"How do you use the trick?" Yan Jiang was vaguely uneasy.
Chapter completed!