Transmigrated as a Stepmother: Time to Bring the Family to Prosper!-Chapter 381: Assassin

Qin Yao tentatively asked, "Just now, you didn’t refuse what I said, General, so does that mean you agreed?"

Mu Ling raised an eyebrow, "You’re so capable, then help me kill two people."

Qin Yao was a bit surprised, but immediately reacted to haggle, "One."

Mu Ling stood up and extended his hand to her, "Deal."

Qin Yao clasped his hand, "Deal!"

Finally, she breathed a sigh of relief.

But she was very curious about whose life could possibly be worth 500 taels of silver.

Mu Ling rummaged through a pile of documents and handed Qin Yao a portrait, depicting a man with a round face, labeled: Guo Lin, Boss of Jingyun Trading Company.

Hmm... don’t know him, can be killed.

As for why Mu Ling wanted to kill this person and why he didn’t choose to do it himself, Qin Yao remained professionally indifferent and unconcerned.

Get the details and leave.

"Remember to leave the door open for me tonight."

Mu Ling furrowed his brows in doubt, what does she mean? Could she be so confident that she can kill the person tonight?

Unfortunately, the person had already gone far, and Mu Ling had no chance to ask further. She summoned a female soldier, instructing them to increase the patrol tonight, to leave a door open for someone.

This time, the Guard came to the Zijing Mansion, not to deliver New Year gifts to Mrs. Qi, but the most important task was to deal with the traitors.

Dare to betray, only a dead end awaits.

But to handle things beautifully, without leaving the slightest stain on Her Highness, was not so easily done.

Mu Ling had originally intended for the local biggest dignitary of the He Family to take action, but the terms hadn’t been agreed upon yet.

This couple wants to gain benefits from the Princess but can’t let go of their child, wanting both ways, where in the world does such good fortune exist!

However, that little girl from the He Family was indeed not bad; Her Highness liked smart kids. She fears not that the little girl had schemes and ambitions, but fears she’s a fool, unable to understand or resist, unable to handle the Capital’s situation.

Before Qin Yao came today, Mu Ling was still thinking about whether to send her subordinates to personally handle Guo Lin, that snake in the grass.

Although doing so would leave leverage to the opponents, compared to the threat of the opponent continuing to live, it was naturally more reassuring to handle it personally.

But now, with this hot potato handed over to Qin Yao, an unrelated person, Mu Ling thought, regardless of success or failure, it wouldn’t be a loss, so let’s wait and see.

Having just received a life-taking assignment, Qin Yao returned to the inn as if nothing happened, and had a lavish dinner with Liu Ji, who hadn’t stepped out all day.

Her mouth had become picky, dissatisfied with the inn’s food, Liu Ji, who hadn’t cooked for a long time, rolled up his sleeves and used the inn’s kitchen stove to cook a dinner that suited her taste.

As there was physical work to do at night, Qin Yao intentionally ate two more bowls of rice—not because the dishes were too delicious to resist!

After the meal, she continued calculating with an abacus, clattering away, while soaking her feet in the hot water Liu Ji brought, occasionally a handful of peeled pumpkin seeds were delivered to her mouth.

Liu Ji watched her cheeks puff up, comparing her to a plump squirrel, feeling quite accomplished and satisfied.

Feeding such a ruthless woman who kills without batting an eye, and tending to her comfort, wasn’t something any ordinary man could do.

Only he, an outstanding man of his calibre, could accomplish such a task.

Qin Yao seemed to sense it, casting him a sideways glance suspiciously, as he offered a cup of lukewarm tea with a smile as radiant as a flower.

Don’t mention it! Really, don’t mention it! She was truly thirsty!

Watching her down the tea, Liu Ji’s heart filled with joy, thinking to himself, she’s under his control now~

Little did he know, in half an hour, the person he thought he had completely under control, would, with bare hands, twist someone’s head off in the street with a "snap".

Qin Yao glanced out the window at the time, it was about right, over at Yihong House, it must be the liveliest time now.

"Let’s rest." Qin Yao closed the account book, set down the abacus, lifted her comfortably soaked feet from the basin, took the towel Liu Ji handed over to dry them, put on her slippers, and lay on the bed.

Liu Ji dumped the foot-washing water, dried the splashes on the floor, laid out his bedding, covered it, and said, "Good night, wife," then closed his eyes, drifting into a sweet sleep.

Today is another day without being scolded~

Soon, the person on the floor drifted into dreamland.

On the bed, Qin Yao, who seemed to have fallen asleep, suddenly sat up, put on her clothes and shoes, without bringing any weapons, casually grabbed Liu Ji’s scarf, wrapped her whole face, leaving only her black eyes exposed.

The door quickly opened and closed, the cold wind barely had time to invade before being shut out again.

The lobby of the inn was still lit, with staff wiping tables and chairs, cleaning up, and the shopkeeper calculating today’s income with the account book, while most guests in their rooms had already turned off the lights and went to sleep. The back alley of the inn was quiet, filled only with the barking of dogs.

At this moment, the liveliest place was Flower Alley in the southern part of the city, full of vibrant lights and sounds of revelry, at the peak of merriment.

On the rooftop, shadows flitted by quickly. An onlooker might think it’s a stray cat, disappearing into the dark shadows, hiding in the blind spot of vision. Several groups of men and women passing by didn’t notice anything amiss.

The face from the portrait was already etched in Qin Yao’s mind. The time and place were given by Mu Ling personally, so it should be correct.

Qin Yao leaned boredomly against the shadows, watching as groups of people passed by, wondering if she was late and missed it.

Just as she was questioning the accuracy of the Guard’s information, a familiar face suddenly came into view.

Confirming repeatedly and out of caution, she shouted from half a street away at the person being supported at Yihong House’s entrance by beauties: "Guo Lin!"

The man, slightly tipsy, paused for a few seconds, then suspiciously turned his neck.

However, it was the beauties beside him who first alerted him, "Mr. Guo, it seems someone is calling you."

Very well, confirmation correct!

Qin Yao darted out from the shadows, moving swiftly. Guo Lin only felt a head wrapped in a cloth appear suddenly before him, looking quite strange.

The beauties were startled by the sudden appearance, finding the person somewhat odd, but did not react further.

Guo Lin, having perhaps done too many guilty things, at first sight of those cold eyes, a huge alarm went off in his heart, instinctively pushing the two beauties in front of him away, turning to yell, "Help!"

He always traveled with enough household guards, with two guards right behind him, the rest waiting by the carriage at Yihong House’s entrance.

Hearing Guo Lin’s shout, the two guards nearest to him drew their swords and rushed forward. If faced with an ordinary assassin, the first opportunity missed, trying to take Guo Lin’s life under heavy guard would almost be impossible.

However, today they were dealing with Qin Yao.

As two swords slashed in from both directions, she moved, leaping into the air, her toes perfectly leveraging the force from the blade’s surface, with a lunge, both hands clamping onto Guo Lin’s shoulders, who had barely run three meters.

Under the immense force, Guo Lin’s body toppled uncontrollably forward.

Qin Yao landed squarely on his back, her knee bent, pressing against his spine. The mountain-like weight displaced his organs, causing him to spew a mouthful of blood.

Before the frightened Guo Lin could question, a pair of warm hands fell on his head, and with a "snap" sound, Guo Lin’s eyes bulged, his head twisted at an eerie angle, his life instantly extinguished.