On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Chapter 2109 The Assassin's Identity

"Don't move! Drop your weapons!" the leading captain shouted, his eyes fixed on the assassin.

Seeing this, the assassin knew he would not be able to get his hands on the enemy again today. His eyes turned cold, and he turned around abruptly, sweeping his long sword to force back the two soldiers who came forward. Then, with a swift movement, he leaped towards the courtyard wall.

"Stop him!" A steady shout rang out, and a squad of elite soldiers escorted a man who strode forward—it was Su Zhenhai.

His face was stern, and his gaze was as sharp as a hawk's as he swept over the chaos in the courtyard before finally landing on Governor Ding, who was slumped on the steps.

"Is Your Excellency Ding alright?" Su Zhenhai quickly stepped forward and gestured to the guards behind him to help Governor Ding up.

Governor Ding was helped to his feet by his personal guards, his legs still trembling slightly.

He gasped for breath, his face as pale as paper, pointing in the direction the assassin had fled, his voice hoarse with the pain of surviving a close call: "Envoy Su... Quick... Quickly catch that assassin! He tried to kill me!"

Su Zhenhai nodded slightly, then turned to the captain beside him and ordered: "Seal off the entire governor's mansion, conduct a thorough search inside and out, and arrest anyone suspicious!"

"Follow the wall and capture the assassin at all costs! Find him alive or dead!"

"Yes, sir!" The captain accepted the order and immediately turned to make arrangements. The soldiers responded with a roar, their footsteps and shouts breaking the silence of the night.

As Governor Ding leaned against the pillars and slowly recovered, he watched as Su Zhenhai directed and coordinated the operation in an orderly manner, and a sense of doubt suddenly arose in his heart.

Why were the guards in the manor so late in arriving when the assassin appeared? Was it really just a coincidence?

He looked up at Su Zhenhai, who was bowing his head and giving instructions to his personal guards, showing no signs of anything amiss.

Governor Ding pursed his lips, suppressing his doubts. He still needed Su Zhenhai's protection, so even if he had questions, he couldn't voice them now.

“Envoy of Suzhou,” Governor Ding composed himself, his tone softening, “I am so grateful for your timely arrival today, otherwise I would probably be dead here.”

Su Zhenhai turned around, his gaze falling on Prefect Ding, and said indifferently, "Sir, there's no need to be so polite. I just didn't expect that someone would dare to attempt an assassination in the Prefect's residence. They certainly have some nerve."

His gaze swept over Governor Ding's disheveled appearance, and he added, "Your Excellency has been frightened. Why don't you go back to your room and rest? I have already sent someone to fetch a doctor to come and examine your injuries."

Governor Ding shook his head; how could he possibly sleep now?

The fear of being on the brink of death still lingered in his mind, leaving him with lingering unease.

He glanced at the soldiers searching the courtyard, and at the bloodstains and sword marks left on the ground, and took a deep breath: "No need, I'm fine. Who do you think sent this assassin?"

Su Zhenhai frowned slightly, as if he was thinking: "Today Liu Jiulang's double was killed, and tonight you were assassinated. These two things are probably not a coincidence."

Mentioning Liu Jiulang, Prefect Ding's face darkened again.

He looked at Su Zhenhai, his tone slightly probing: "It seems that Envoy Su had anticipated this?"

Su Zhenhai smiled faintly: "I just feel that Liu Jiulang is currently missing and must be having a hard time. He may harbor resentment towards you, and naturally he might dare to harm you."

Therefore, I sent more men, but I never expected the assassin to be so cunning, managing to evade the patrolling soldiers and sneak into your courtyard.

He changed the subject: "But sir, you're still pacing around the courtyard so late at night, is something on your mind?"

Governor Ding's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly covered it up, saying, "No...it's nothing. I've just been feeling restless lately and haven't been able to sleep, so I came out for a walk."

He dared not admit that he intended to take the opportunity to slip out of the mansion.

Su Zhenhai didn't press further, but simply nodded: "The situation is dangerous right now, so it's best for you to stay in your room as much as possible."

This envoy will double the manpower to guard the governor's residence and ensure that nothing like this happens again.

Governor Ding choked, unable to express his bitterness.

They originally wanted Su Zhenhai to transfer the people away, but now, not only can they not transfer them, they also have to send more people.

However, he always felt that Su Zhenhai's composed demeanor suggested that he had known all along that an assassin would come.

But he had no evidence, so he could only suppress his complicated emotions and nod: "Then I'll have to trouble Envoy Su."

As night deepened, the governor's mansion remained brightly lit, and soldiers continued their search, their footsteps and shouts echoing throughout.

Governor Ding stood under the corridor, gazing at the still tightly closed gate of the prefecture, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

He was both relieved to have escaped unscathed and worried about the situation ahead.

Being trapped here by Su Zhenhai is like being in a magnificent prison. He can't see the storms outside, but he can feel the danger approaching at any moment.

“Liu Jiulang…” Governor Ding murmured softly, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

The stand-in is dead, so where is Liu Jiulang now?

He didn't know the answer, but he felt an invisible pressure, like dark clouds, hanging over his head, making it hard for him to breathe.

The assassin leaped over the courtyard wall, as light as a cat, and landed in a courtyard.

She let out a long sigh, feeling annoyed.

It's a real pity we couldn't kill Governor Ding.

She had just stepped onto the veranda when she suddenly felt something was amiss. She stopped and gripped the knife tightly in her hand.

The lights inside the room came on, casting a shadowy figure.

Yan Ruyu smiled enigmatically: "Where have you been so late?"

The light illuminated a fleeting look of surprise in Chunni's eyes.

She quickly recovered and stepped into the house, giving Yan Ruyu a slight smile.

“Nothing can be hidden from you,” Chunni sighed softly, handing the knife forward. “I didn’t intend to hide it, but I didn’t expect it to happen so quickly.”

"In that case, I am willing to surrender and be captured."

Yan Ruyu was slightly surprised and did not take the knife from her hand: "What do you mean by this?"

Chunni pursed her lips and remained silent, but the look in her eyes gradually turned cold.

Yan Ruyu looked at her and slowed her speech: "Speak if you have something to say. If you have a valid reason, I can pretend that tonight's events never happened."

Chunni pursed her lips tightly, took a deep breath, and pondered for a moment, as if she had made up her mind.

“I have an irreconcilable hatred for Governor Ding.”

Yan Ruyu raised an eyebrow, waiting for her to continue.

"I also grew up without a mother. When I was a child, the three of us lived a simple life, but my parents loved each other and treated me very well. I felt that I was the happiest child in the world."

“But when I was eight years old, my mother came to Rongzhou City to sell the medicinal herbs she had collected,” she took a few quick breaths to suppress her emotions, “and was seen by that scoundrel Prefect Ding.”

"He actually had evil intentions and forcibly took my mother to his mansion."

Chunni clenched her fists tightly, gritted her teeth, and after a while, continued, "My mother looked weak, but she was actually very strong-willed. She couldn't bear the humiliation, so she... took her own life."

"That hateful beast, Prefect Ding! He didn't even spare my mother's corpse..."