Chapter 33 Bullying me for being single
Jing Siye flew more than ten feet away and landed on an open space not far from the post station.
Seeing this, Zhai Qing and Chu Heng were not willing to let go of this opportunity. After looking at each other, they immediately chased after him.
The battle broke out instantly. Zhai Qing and Chu Heng waved their swords and launched fierce attacks on Jing Siye from both sides.
Jing Siye was not afraid at all. He was agile and moved freely among the attacks of the two men. He wielded the sword in his hand so tightly that it was impenetrable.
After more than a dozen rounds, Zhai Qing and Chu Heng clearly felt the pressure; their movements began to become slow and they gradually fell into a disadvantage.
Jing Siye keenly caught a flaw in Chu Heng and swung his sword towards his throat without hesitation.
Chu Heng widened his eyes in horror. He wanted to dodge but it was too late. He could only watch the shining sword approaching him.
At this critical moment, a white shadow rushed over like lightning and blocked Chu Heng's way.
With a muffled "puff" sound, Jing Siye's sword pierced straight into the body of the white shadow.
When they looked closely, they found that the person standing in front of them was Zhai Qing.
A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Zhai Qing's mouth. There was no fear in his eyes, only relief.
Chu Heng was horrified when he saw this, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
He rushed forward desperately, hugged Zhai Qing tightly in his arms, and shouted in a trembling voice:
"Master... Master, how are you?"
Zhai Qing was breathing weakly. He reached out and grabbed Chu Heng's sleeve, and uttered a few words with difficulty:
"If you can survive... please don't avenge me..."
"No... Master will be fine..." Chu Heng was heartbroken.
At this time, the battle at the post station was nearing its end, and almost all the men in black were dealt with by Jing Siye's men.
Hearing the noise here, everyone gathered over. Everyone only saw Chu Heng kneeling on the ground, holding the unconscious Zhai Qing and crying bitterly.
Zhu Wenqin stepped forward and took Jing Siye's arm, and asked with concern: "My Lord, are you okay?"
As soon as Jing Siye saw Zhu Wenqin approaching, he immediately put away the sword in his hand and handed it to Xue Nian who was standing beside him.
His eyes were gentle and eager. He carefully looked at Zhu Wenqin from head to toe, not missing any details. He made sure that he had no wounds before speaking:
"The king is fine, you don't have to worry."
"Second Prince." At this time, Chu Heng, who was kneeling on the ground and still hugging Zhai Qing tightly, suddenly spoke.
"Please let my master go. If you agree..."
Chu Heng paused here, raised his hand and wiped the tears from his face.
"I will hand over the antidote to the villagers' infection."
When Jing Siye heard this, he did not respond immediately. He just looked at Chu Heng coldly, his eyes so deep that they were hard to read.
His silence made the air around him seem to freeze, and everyone held their breath, waiting for his decision.
Chu Heng became more and more anxious when he saw Jing Siye remained silent. He hugged Zhai Qing tightly in his arms:
"Please, Second Prince, my master is also very tired. You have been to Taro Mountain and you must know that there are traps and camps inside. Those were set up by the master's master and sister, and have nothing to do with our master."
His voice was choked with sobs, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from the bottom of his heart.
Jing Siye stared at Chu Heng closely and asked:
"Where are his master and his sister?"
When Chu Heng heard this question, a trace of panic appeared on his face, and he said anxiously:
"I don't know either. I really don't know."
He was afraid that Jing Siye wouldn't believe it, so he repeated it again.
"I have followed the master for so many years, and I have met his master and senior sister several times, but they always wore veils. I have never seen their true faces. If I knew, I would definitely tell you."
After listening to this, Jing Siye remained silent for a moment, then said in a deep voice: "Come here, take them both away."
"My Lord, please, please save my master..."
Chu Heng collapsed and shouted loudly...
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That night, the villagers in Hangzhou Province who were infected with the plague welcomed hope of life.
They were given the antidote overnight, and everyone's face was filled with joy and relief at having survived the disaster. At the same time, flames shot up into the sky from the direction of Taro Mountain, and the raging fire illuminated half of the night sky.
In the inn, Qi Feng was sitting beside the bed, holding a sterilized cotton cloth in his hand, carefully applying medicine to the shirtless Xue Nian.
Xue Nian looked up inadvertently and caught a glimpse of Qi Feng's blushing face. He couldn't help but want to tease:
"Qi Feng, why are you like a woman? You're so shy even when applying medicine."
Upon hearing this, Qi Feng gritted his teeth and became angry out of embarrassment. He deliberately increased his strength and pressed hard on Xue Nian's wound.
“Ouch!”
Xue Nian suddenly screamed in pain.
He turned around and looked at the evildoer with a face full of grievance:
"Qi Feng, I was just joking with you, are you serious?"
Qi Feng ignored his complaints:
"If you don't want me to apply the medicine for you, just let someone else do it next time."
As he spoke, he pretended to put down the cotton cloth in his hand, stood up and left.
Xue Nian panicked when he heard this, and quickly reached out to grab Qi Feng's sleeve, with a flattering smile on his face:
"No, hehe, Qi Feng, I was wrong, don't really change people. If you like to press it, press it a few more times..."
Before he could finish his words, he suddenly screamed again. It turned out that Qi Feng pressed the wound hard again when he was not paying attention.
"Qi Feng, I was wrong. I won't joke around anymore. Be gentle."
Xue Nian begged for mercy while dodging Qi Feng's "attack".
The two of them were so busy interacting with each other that they completely forgot that there were two beds in the room of this inn, and that there was a "puppet man" named Lu Bo sitting on the other bed.
Lu Bo watched the two people fighting, and the expression on his face changed from helplessness at the beginning to disgust.
Finally, he couldn't help but uttered a "tsk" and turned his head to lie down, still mumbling:
"Bullying me for being single."
Although the sound was not loud, Qi Feng and Xue Nian still heard it.
Qi Feng finally reacted, a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face, then he cleared his throat and asked seriously:
"By the way, Xue Nian, what did you see when you went to Taro Mountain last night? You came back pretending to be so badly injured, and you really worried me to death."
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