Consort of a Thousand Faces - Chapter 12.2

Chapter 12.2
"After the former Empress was deposed, she lived here . After that…" The palace maid's voice involuntarily became eerie . "She committed suicide by hanging herself from a beam . When the sky darkens, you may even see the former Empress' ghost . " The palace maid laughed dryly before she turned around and left .

The place where the former Empress, the first wife of Emperor s . h . i . +min, stayed after being deposed… shutting her in here really is "extremely audacious . "' . Perhaps if I phrase it another way, it's Prince Hao who has tremendous power instead .

She sorted out her thoughts and wrote two words on the table with her finger ー 'Pei' and 'Xie' .

Currently, Beimin is controlled by both the Pei Family and the Xie Family . The Pei Family's heads are Prince Hao and the Empress Dowager while Commandery Prince Xie is the Xie Family's representative .

How many imperial princes are there in Beimin? Don't tell me that these imperial princes are ignoring the imperial power as it gets robbed?

Su Xi-er's eyebrows knitted . Her hand slowly knocked against the top of the table .

"You're actually a beauty . It's a pity that you're going to die soon . " A deep, low, and eerie voice of a man could suddenly be heard .

Su Xi-er stopped knocking the table as her eyes narrowed . She hadn't heard a sound, nor did she see the person .

"Your comrade has just died, and you're next soon . Since I find that you're good-looking, I'll allow you to choose a method to die . " Right after these words were spoken, a man entirely obscured by a black hat and robes entered the room .

Su Xi-er stood up and replied calmly, "You'll agree regardless of what dying method I choose? Do you mean what you say?"

"Of course . "

"Alright then . I choose to die of old age . "

The man in black robes was stunned for a moment . Then, he burst into laughter . "You . . . this woman . Not only are you beautiful, but you're also interesting . I always mean what I say, but you can't blame me since you didn't play your cards conventionally and make a proper choice . "

He raised his hand and a sharp firewood splinter was aimed at her heart .

Su Xi-er dodged agilely . "You can perform the Heart-Penetrating Arrow . "

"Beauty, you're indeed experienced and knowledgeable . My arrow technique is even more powerful than Nanzhao's Yun Ruofeng . "

However, this woman actually evaded it!

"You want to kill me surely because there's someone instructing you . Who is it? I don't want to die without being clear of the reason . "

She was saying this completely for the purpose of stalling for time . I definitely have to keep on living!

"You're an eyesore . This reason is sufficient . " The man then hollered and lunged at her with his hands aiming to wrap around her neck strongly in one move .

Su Xi-er had luckily been able to feel a hairpin in the drawer of the long table, and was about to use her killer weapon when she heard the anguished cries of a man .

When she looked at him again, she saw that the man's shoulder was injured, another man donned in white robes standing behind him .

The man stood in the moonlight with his hair let down . His loosely hanging hair and unruffled manner combined to give him a n . o . ble aura .

"Hehe, so it's you . " The voice of the man in black was deep and low . He glanced at Su Xi-er for a moment before immediately disappearing, the depth of his skill unknown

As Su Xi-er looked at the man walking towards her, her expression was a little absentminded . His aura is very much like Yun Ruofeng .

It's just that this man is less manly than Yun Ruofeng .

"Hand it over . " The man stood before her and said indifferently .

Hand it over? Puzzlement was written across Su Xi-er's face .

"The hairpin in your hand . "

"This is yours?" Right after she posed the question, Su Xi-er realised that she had said something wrong .

This place is where the former Empress stayed . Having found this hairpin in the drawer, how can it possibly belong to this person? Is he related to the former Empress?