A Lone Jianghu Girl Pursues a Killer! Where Can the Xie Family’s Hound Run?

[Lone Jianghu Girl vs. Crown Prince Who Pulls the Strings | Court Intrigue | Mystery and Investigations]

In the end, who lowered their head? Who asked? And who knew!

“Xie Junyi.”

“Mm.”

“Nothing else to say?”

“I do. I can’t say it.”

“Then don’t.”

“…I’ll leave that window open.”

“What for?”

“So when the wind returns, it’ll have somewhere to rest.”

On a snowy night in the mourning hall, she offered him a cup of tea that had not been tested. He drank it, swallowing his murderous intent with it.

He was a crown prince with real power, whose entire maternal family had died defending their country. Hidden blades lurked throughout the court. She was a Jianghu orphan, concealing her identity as she entered the palace to investigate her father’s death. Her father had been the leader of the martial world, and she advanced step by step until she reached the emperor’s side.

She pored over the records for clues, unaware that someone had already erased every trace of danger from her memorials and moved her from the front lines to safety. When the border was threatened, she presented an old route map left by her father. He used it to request command of the expedition, taking the very path she had drawn herself.

Three months later, she found an unsent letter in a secret compartment in his study. It contained only one sentence: her father’s last words on the night before he died.

There was no name at the end, only the curved mark of a blade turning aside. And that curve always pointed toward the direction from which she had come.