You and I are the same kind

In the darkness of night, in the quiet, somewhat lonely courtyard of the bamboo grove, a black figure, like a ghost, stealthily slipped in, landed at the door, stopped, raised his hand, and knocked three times.

With a creak, the door opened, and the two stood face to face, as if looking in a mirror...

Immediately afterwards, "Li Yin" stepped aside and made way for Yu Ling to enter.

The flickering candlelight outlined the similar figures of the two people, reflected in the window.

Li Yin stood in the garden, rooted to the spot, staring blankly at everything. A wave of regret surged through her heart. If she hadn't refused the He family's offer, would none of this have happened?

She didn't lower her head, but felt a cool sensation on her face. She raised her hand to touch it and found it was wet.

She cried.

Fireworks lit up in the distance, their flames threatening to engulf the tranquil garden, when a small, thin figure blocked the path of the fierce-looking, burly soldiers.

The soldiers pushed her to the ground, her clean clothes now covered in dust. As Yu Su tried to move forward, a sharp sword pierced her body.

But then she heard the sound of the door being pushed open, and thinking of the person she missed, she endured the pain and quickly turned around.

As expected, it was Li Yin. She was worried about Liao Liao, but a strange sense of grievance welled up in her heart, and tears welled up in her eyes. She opened her mouth with a thousand words she wanted to say, but in the end, she could only say "Miss..." Along with the words, blood stained her clothes and flowed down her lips.

"Li Yin" said, "Yu Su," and as he spoke, he quickly stepped forward and helped the person up.

Yu Su smiled at "Li Yin" and said, "Miss, I'm not stupid. You always come back for such a short time... I want to take a good look at you."

She reached out to touch Li Yin's face, but stopped in mid-air when she saw the blood and dust on her hands.

Upon seeing this, the soldiers nearby pulled out their knives, and blood spurted out. Yu Su reached out to cover her wound, and blood seeped out from between her fingers, falling to the ground and mingling with the dust.

The hand that had been suspended in mid-air fell limply to the ground, its eyes lifeless.

"Li Yin" grabbed the person and let the overflowing blood stain his emerald green clothes.

Her hands trembled as she touched Yu Su's face, carefully wiping away the bloodstains. A chill ran through her as a sword was pressed against her neck.

She remained unfazed, neither fearful nor making a scene, and simply asked in a calm tone, "Your master is He Jing, isn't he?"

The officer smiled contemptuously upon hearing this, but before he could speak, he felt a sharp pain in his throat and could not utter a sound. The two men beside him had collapsed without him noticing.

His eyes widened in shock as the seemingly frail young lady in front of him easily snapped the sword in his hand. The sharp blade pierced his palm, drawing blood that overlapped with and deepened the bloodstain on Yu Su's hand.

Li Yin calmly got up, took the tip of his sword, and forcefully slashed at the soldier's neck. His hand was aimed at the blood vessel, but somehow it went slightly off course, only cutting the flesh without damaging the blood vessel.

A metallic taste rose in Li Yin's throat, blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, and her hands trembled slightly.

Upon seeing this, the soldiers grabbed "Li Yin" by the neck, glaring fiercely at her. They tightened their grip, causing "Li Yin" to breathe rapidly and her vision to blur. She gripped the broken sword tightly, making the wound even larger and causing her to bleed more.

She used all her strength to slash at the soldier's wrist, but it was like scraping, leaving no mark. Upon seeing this, the man dropped his broken sword, raised his hand to strike "Li Yin," and a metallic taste rose in his throat, his face burned, and blood spurted out.

The soldiers were sprayed in the face, which fueled their anger even more, but "Li Yin" laughed.

Seeing all this, Li Yin clenched his fist.

The officers and soldiers panicked for a moment when they saw the man in front of them, who looked like a demon from hell, but only for a moment. They quickly regained their composure.

With even greater force applied to his hand, "Li Yin" laughed even more arrogantly. He immediately added his other hand, and the suffocating feeling was like falling into a vast ocean, with wave after wave surging and engulfing "Li Yin" more and more.

Li Yin closed his eyes, but suddenly felt his neck loosen, and then he fell into someone's arms.

A faint, bitter herbal scent lingered around her nose and in the air. It smelled slightly bitter, yet pleasant and reassuring.

The same scent lingered in her nostrils; it was Wen Youqing who had saved her that day.

Li Yin was held in Wen Youqing's arms. When the soldiers saw Wen Youqing, they immediately panicked and knelt on the ground, saying, "We are just following orders. Please forgive us, Young Master Wen."

Wen Youqing remained silent, staring at the pale-faced person in his arms. He bit his lip until it bled, then gently kissed the person's red lips, as light as a drop of water.

Li Yin, this is the only kiss I dare to give you.

Li Yin watched all this with a tremor in his pupils and a tingling sensation on his scalp. A chill ran down his spine. He was mistaken for Wen Youqing as soon as she appeared, but she didn't explain. He also witnessed the strange reactions of Song Liangliang and Song Bei when they saw Wen Youqing in the brothel.

I saw through it but didn't say it; this was all a scheme set up for her.

She glanced at Wen Youqing beside her. She dared not think too much about it and only hoped that it was a coincidence. Why would a complete stranger set a trap for her?

As Wen Youqing watched the events unfold before him, he smiled gently, turned to look at Li Yin, and slowly walked over.

Li Yin felt a lingering fear when facing Wen Youqing because of the guess in his mind, and couldn't help but take half a step back.

Seeing this, Wen Youqing raised an eyebrow, smiled, and looked at Li Yin with a playful expression. He grabbed Li Yin with such force that Li Yin was quite shocked.

Li Yin tried to shake off Wen Youqing's hand, but Wen Youqing lifted his chin with her other hand. She leaned closer, her breath mingling with his. Wen Youqing smiled and whispered, "Be good."

He then released Li Yin's hand. Li Yin's heart felt as if it were being rained on, warm and damp, and his heart was pounding like raindrops, one beat after another, tightly and closely.

Upon seeing Wen Youqing's peach-pink lips, her ears turned red. Wen Youqing cupped Li Yin's face and led her to look in front of her.

The lips of "Li Yin" in "Wen Youqing's" arms were stained with blood, making them appear even redder. Her eyelashes trembled slightly as she slowly opened her eyes and asked in a low, hoarse voice, "Do you have a knife?"

Wen Youqing smiled and took out a sharp dagger from her sleeve. She opened it, discarded the scabbard, and the cold light on the dagger shone on the moon and on Li Yin.

He lightly rubbed the blade with his fingertip, making a cut as soon as he touched it, and then handed it over as if to show off, saying, "It's sharpened, it's a good one."

Li Yin calmly accepted the knife. Seeing the trembling soldiers kneeling on the ground, she remained composed, raised her hand, and with a flash of cold light, blood splattered onto Li Yin's face.

With a "thud," he fell to the ground. "Li Yin" looked down at the blood-stained, sharp dagger in his hand, a drop of blood dripping from its tip.

The blood droplets disappeared into the soil, silent and still, just like the massacre of the Li family that occurred during this long night—a case of calm amidst the storm.

Not far away, the soldiers who rushed over were stunned when they saw this scene. Then they scattered and fled in panic. "Li Yin" smiled faintly and gripped the dagger in his hand tightly.

Blood dripped through his fingers and pooled on the dagger.

Those people scattered in all directions, without any order, and most of the orderly ranks broke apart. Li Yin exerted force with his foot, moved close, and lightly slashed the neck of the soldier, letting the blood gush out.

The moonlight was hazy, the sky lonely and desolate. Fires rose in the mansion, and shadows overlapped. Screams filled the air. Li Yin slashed at the necks of the soldiers but did not kill them instantly. Instead, he left them with a breath, allowing them to clearly feel their blood flowing from their bodies and their body temperature changing from warm to cold.

Seeing the last soldier hiding behind a tree, Li Yin smiled and said, "You're the last one, how lucky! You can go ahead of them." With that, she raised her knife and slashed, blood splattering across the grass, a single drop landing on a lush green leaf.

The guards standing nearby were also taken aback by the scene. They had been following behind Li Yin, finishing off her, and thought that this weak woman was someone who could wield a knife, but they never expected that she couldn't even kill anyone.

Li Yin's swift and decisive movements, along with his earlier words, conveyed a stark truth: Li Yin was not afraid to kill, and was skilled at it.

Just like their masters, they like to torture people first and then play with them slowly.

After the last person fell, "Li Yin" stopped, threw the dagger aside, turned around, and looked back.

Corpses lay strewn across the field, blood flowed like rivers. "Li Yin" stared blankly for a long while before turning to the person slowly approaching her. Wen Youqing smiled and asked, "Enjoyed?"

Li Yin remained silent, lowered his head, and looked at his hands, which were covered in blood. Some of the blood had dried, and some of it was his own, while others' blood was mixed together.

My hands felt sticky and had a strong metallic smell.

Wen Youqing held her hand in front of him and gently kissed it with a devout gesture. He said, "Li Yin, I want to be your knife."

"Li Yin" looked up at him, still silent. A purple lightning bolt streaked across the night sky, followed by a loud bang. The lightning bolt seemed to have torn the sky apart, creating a huge hole. The rain that had been gathering for a long time poured down, falling on people like pebbles.

Water splashed up, wetting the hem of my clothes, which clung to my body.

The rain was fine and dense, and in a short while it washed away the dried blood, leaving blood all over the ground.

Her hair was soaked and clung to her skin, leaving her completely drenched and dripping with water. Raindrops fell on her eyebrows and eyelashes, blurring her vision. She couldn't tell if it was the rain falling too hard or the raindrops landing on her eyelashes, but she eventually couldn't stand up anymore.

Wen Youqing stepped forward and hugged Li Yin tightly. He carried Li Yin out of the pool of blood.

Li Yin stared in shock at this scene he had never seen before, his pupils widening in disbelief for a moment, followed by a moment of joy.

She still killed those people; thankfully, she succeeded.

Wen Youqing released her grip and cupped Li Yin's face in her hands, saying, "Li Yin, we are kindred spirits. Heaven is our matchmaker, rain is our witness, and earth is our testimonial; we were meant to be together."