The Female Assassin Pretends to Be a Lamb in the Campus

Chapter 390

The next day,

Qiao Ying followed Lin Cheng to the hospital to visit the Lai En father and son.

Lai En had injured his leg. Upon hearing Lin Cheng had come, he leaned on crutches and came to his father's ward, emotionally questioning Lin Cheng if he was the one who did it.

They had just failed in cooperation, and were attacked afterwards.

Lin Cheng: "What good would I get from doing this?"

"Since this happened under my jurisdiction, it was my negligence and dereliction of duty, and I deeply apologize. I will catch the perpetrator as soon as possible to give you two an explanation."

"But we should all know that the entire Royal Family will not be at peace until the heir is determined."

"Behind us, who knows how many people are making troubles and fueling the flames. So everyone needs to pay attention to safety when going out. Xiao Yin has also been attacked before." Lin Cheng spoke lightly and indifferently.

Lai En: "The old king is about to abdicate. Lin Cheng, let's make things clear today, what exactly do you want?"

Qiao Ying wandered boredly to the balcony, glanced at the scenery outside, and then looked at Lafeier who was leaning against the bed.

Lafeier was not seriously injured, and no vital parts were damaged. But after all, he was old, and his body was not as strong as that of a young man.

Qiao Ying just stared straight at Lafeier like that.

He seemed to feel her gaze, so he turned his head and looked at her. He did not have much reaction, just felt a little strange about Qiao Ying's overly straightforward gaze, but still smiled politely at Qiao Ying.

Lin Cheng ignored Lai En's words and just said, "Duke Lai En, focus on recovering from your injury. I will come to visit another day."

Lai En: "Lin Cheng, no outsiders are here. Don't pretend with me. You don't want me to inherit the throne, right?"

Lin Cheng: "It's not something we as subjects can talk about casually. There are many people with prying eyes in the hospital. Watch your words, Duke."

After speaking, he stopped and glanced at Lai En.

Then he continued, "Both officially and unofficially, I do not support Your Grace. So our cooperation can only take place after everything settles down."

Lai En gritted his teeth, his eyes showing ferocity: "So you admit that you were just playing with us yesterday."

Then he sneered coldly: "After everything settles down, do you think you will still have the right to make demands of us?"

Lin Cheng still had a faint smile on his face, calm and unruffled as he replied in one sentence: "On the premise that Your Grace has the ability to make me lose that right."

Lai En was about to say something more,

when he heard his father say, "Miss Qiao, why do you keep staring at me? Do I look haggard and ugly now?"

Lai En and Lin Cheng's attention was diverted.

Qiao Ying said: "I studied Chinese medicine in college. I wonder if Duke Lafeier would allow me to take your pulse?"

Lafeier: "Of course I don't mind - you need my hand?"

He reached out his hand.

When Lafeier put away his sharpness, he was a handsome middle-aged gentleman. With glasses on, he looked even more gentle and refined.

Qiao Ying came to the bedside, pulled up Lafeier's sleeve, and placed her fingers on his wrist, her gaze naturally focusing on Lafeier's eyes.

Lafeier had no reservations looking back at her: "I've always been very curious about C Country's Chinese medicine culture. Miss Qiao has mastered this at such a young age, truly impressive."

Lai En, still emotional, no longer had his usual enthusiasm for Qiao Ying. His face cold, he asked: "Miss Qiao, what did you find out from the pulse reading?"

Qiao Ying: "His body is healthier than that of his peers. It looks like he exercises regularly. His spleen and lungs are a little weak, he needs more rest."

The heartbeat and breathing were very steady, the pulse was strong and powerful, and his physical fitness was much better than his peers.

Lafeier: "That's right, I run every day without fail, and I love swimming and golf the most."

Lai En dismissed Lin Cheng: "My father needs to rest. Duke, please take your people and leave."

Qiao Ying let go of Lafeier's hand: "I won't disturb you further."

Lin Cheng and Qiao Ying were about to leave when the king happened to come to visit Lafeier at this time. The king asked Lin Cheng to wait for him.

So Lin Cheng had no choice but to wait.

He brought Qiao Ying downstairs first.

Lin Cheng: "What did you find out when you took his pulse just now?"

Qiao Ying: "I just wanted to see if he dared let me take his pulse."

"It's a pity the Shadow Headquarters was blown up and all the data was lost, otherwise I could have obtained Diamond J's DNA."

"With just one comparison with Lafeier's DNA, no matter how he has plastic surgery or changes his face, even if he becomes transgender, he won't be able to hide."

Lin Cheng and Qiao Ying had just been downstairs for a while when the king came down after them. It was unknown what feelings the Lafeier father and son, who had been briefly cared for upstairs, had.

The king said he had some business to discuss with Lin Cheng.

So Lin Cheng had no choice but to let Qiao Ying go back first.

In the ward,

Lai En's voice softly sounded: "Qiao Ying, Qiao Yin."

Sitting in the chair, Lai En's eyes were gloomy as he slowly uttered the two names. His voice quickly dissipated into the air.

He recalled the scene at the state banquet when Qiao Ying danced with Qin Hanyue. Qiao Ying had said she only danced with her boyfriend.

At that time, when Lai En saw Qiao Ying dance with Qin Hanyue, he thought Qiao Ying just didn't want to dance with him. As a result, she really only danced with her boyfriend.

"How can we be sure she is Qiao Ying?" Lai En asked his father.

Lafeier: "I have already confirmed it."

Lafeier stared ahead, as if penetrating the pure white walls, not knowing what he was thinking about, his eyes gloomy and obscure.

Looking at his father who was deep in thought, Lai En suddenly felt that his father now was different from any other time.

"Father, what exactly is Lin Cheng trying to do? Why go through so much trouble to reject the royal family?"

"Which man in the world does not love power, this good stuff?"

Lai En then laughed: "Could it be that Lin Cheng is homosexual or has some problem down there? Afraid of exposing it, so he has to give up the throne and dare not marry Karina."

Otherwise, Lai En really couldn't think of a reason why Lin Cheng would reject the throne and the unmutilated Karina that was within easy reach.

Lai En was extremely dissatisfied. What he had tried his best to obtain was readily available to Lin Cheng. What was even more infuriating was that Lin Cheng discarded it like a worn shoe.

He would feel a little better if Lin Cheng really had some problem down there.

"Father, shouldn't we do something now? At least dampen Lin Cheng's sharpness and let him know C Country is not his to dictate."

"If we let the old king and Karina know that Lin Cheng's fiancee is fake, they will be even more unwilling to accept it."

Lafeier: "No matter what they want to do or what plans they have, find a way to create accidents for them and disrupt their plans first."

Lai En leaned in towards his father and lowered his voice: "Who do you think is the most appropriate target to start with?"

Lai En felt that killing Lin Cheng was the most thorough and simplest method. But if Lin Cheng died, he would definitely become the prime suspect.

Directly forcing the king to abdicate would be more troublesome and prone to accidents, too risky. Don't be too busy until you inadvertently help others succeed.

"Can't be too passive." Lafeier muttered to himself.

Then he looked at his son with an inscrutable expression: "To disrupt their plans, of course we have to start with them."

Qiao Ying was sitting in the car on her way back to the castle, resting with her eyes closed.

The car suddenly slammed on the brakes hard as two cars shot out to forcefully block its way. Two more cars immediately appeared behind to block off their retreat.

Seven or eight armed men swarmed out of the front two cars.

Who could have sent them?

Qiao Ying sat in the back seat without moving. She briefly thought for two seconds - taking them down directly here would be less fun.

So she obediently cooperated and let them take her away.