Chapter 261: The Demon Lord Princess's Slacking Daily Life Chapter 261: Forged?

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Protagonist:

Yan Qianqian

Qianqian beside her turned to Yue Yi and said, "Brother Yue Yi, go wake one of them up and ask about the situation." Yue Yi nodded and stepped forward quickly. He pressed a certain acupoint on a black-clothed person with practiced ease, and that black-clothed person instantly jolted awake as if shocked by electricity.

However, the black-clothed person's first reaction upon waking was actually to attempt suicide by biting his tongue. In a flash, Yue Yi's eyes and hands were swift; he reached out and dislocated the man's jaw, rendering him unable to succeed.

Seeing suicide was hopeless, the black-clothed person knew in his heart that this time he likely could not escape this calamity. Just then, Qianqian spoke leisurely, "Hmph, don't waste your energy seeking death. You might as well first look at those few companions of yours around you.

Even if you refuse to answer our questions, naturally there will be others willing to speak. If you can answer to my satisfaction, I will let you go; but if your answer is unsatisfactory, don't blame me for being ruthless — I'll chop you to pieces and feed you to the dogs, and at worst just go ask someone else!" Qianqian set her hands on her hips, eyebrows bristling, and spoke viciously.

After hearing this, the black-clothed person just kept shaking his head, not the slightest intention of opening his mouth to speak. Right at this moment, Shangguan Xingyan walked in slowly, draped in an outer robe.

Seeing Shangguan Xingyan arrive, Qianqian seemed to suddenly think of something; the corner of her mouth curled up slightly as she sneered at the black-clothed person, "Hey! You reminded me — since you can't speak, you can still nod and shake your head, right? Here's how it'll work: I'll ask, you just answer with a nod or a shake. Of course, if you dare not respond to me, don't blame me for having someone drag you out to feed the dogs right away!"

The black-clothed person's eyes flickered, as if weighing the pros and cons in his heart. After a good long while, he finally nodded lightly, indicating agreement to Qianqian's proposal.

Seeing this, Qianqian immediately struck while the iron was hot and pressed, "Speak — are you people sent by Ouyang Qianqiu?"

The black-clothed person's eyes suddenly widened, his face full of shock, as if questioning how Qianqian knew this. But very quickly he regained his composure and nodded again, admitting that he and the others were connected to Ouyang Qianqiu.

After receiving the affirmative answer, Qianqian immediately threw out a second question: "Then this time, are there only these eight of you in total?"

The black-clothed person nodded without hesitation, the movement crisp and neat.

Seeing this, Qianqian pondered slightly, then fixed the black-clothed person with a burning gaze and asked again: "Then do you count as one of Ouyang Qianqiu's trusted confidants?"

This time, that black-clothed person actually shook his head vigorously without the slightest hesitation or delay, his attitude exceptionally firm and decisive, as if he had long since deeply considered the question he faced.

Qianqian opposite him frowned slightly and immediately followed up: "Then among you eight, are there any of his trusted confidants?" However, the black-clothed person's response was still a swift and decisive shake of the head, crisp and neat, without the slightest dragging of feet.

At this moment Qianqian couldn't help but fall into deep thought; she secretly mused: "In that case, could it be that among those people who appeared during the day, Ouyang Qianqiu's trusted confidants were hidden? This possibility doesn't seem like it can be completely ruled out either……"

Just then, Shangguan Xingyu, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke: "Speak — was your purpose in coming this time to assassinate me?" The black-clothed person gave a slight nod, indicating tacit admission.

After getting the affirmative answer, Shangguan Xingyu didn't show excessive panic; on the contrary, she remained calm and continued to press: "Do you have silver on you?"

The black-clothed person didn't expect this question, so he nodded without hesitation. Seeing this, Yue Yi stepped forward and nimbly reached to search the man's waist. Before long, he indeed pulled out a heavy piece of silver from the purse hanging at his waist.

Shangguan Xingyu took the silver smoothly, then held it up before her eyes, examining it carefully by the dim candlelight.

After a round of inspection, she gently handed the silver back to Qianqian beside her and gave her a meaningful look, signaling she had no further questions. Qianqian, receiving the hint, immediately understood, turned to Yue Yi, and instructed softly: "Alright, Yue Yi, take them out of here."

Yue Yi led the way, commanding a group of well-trained dark guards, each shouldering a black-clothed person; their figures flashed and they rushed out like ghosts. In the blink of an eye, they had completed the task and vanished without a trace.

After the dark guards left, Qianqian curiously sidled up to Shangguan Xingyu and asked, "Elder Sister Xingyu, did you discover something?" Shangguan Xingyu gave a slight nod and said softly: "I just compared those two pieces of silver together and noticed the characters engraved on them differ slightly.

In my view, one of them should be genuine silver, while the other is very likely a meticulously counterfeited fake. However, perhaps because the night candlelight was dim and vision obstructed, I couldn't see it completely clearly. Why don't we wait until tomorrow dawn and look again; it will surely be clearer then."

Qianqian nodded obediently: "Okay, then we'll listen to Elder Sister." Finished speaking, she carefully picked up one of the silver pieces, to prevent it from getting mixed with the others. After that, everyone returned to their respective rooms to rest.

Early the next morning, the eastern horizon turned pale, sunlight filtering through the clouds onto the earth. After breakfast, the group tidied up and prepared to continue on their way. Sitting in the spacious, comfortable carriage, Qianqian suddenly recalled last night's events and hurriedly took out that piece of silver from the purse she carried, handed it to Shangguan Xingyu, and said: "Elder Sister Xingyu, quickly take another look."

Shangguan Xingyu didn't delay; she hurriedly fished out the other piece of silver from her own purse, placed the two side by side in her hand, brought them close to her eyes, and examined them carefully. A moment later, she raised her head and stated her guess with certainty: "Among these two pieces of silver, one is indeed genuine silver, while the other is undoubtedly a forgery.

That is to say, the black-clothed person you caught in the Imperial Palace before didn't lie to you — there really was another wave of assassination, but yesterday two waves came, and one wave wasn't Ouyang Qianqiu's people. Although it's unclear whose people they were, their purpose should have been to frame Ouyang Qianqiu."