Chapter 174 Revenge
Xun Chen almost forgot the pain when he concluded that Jiang Qingning was a martial artist.
"What's the point? Perhaps Earl Anping has long forgotten that I was the daughter of a military commander from the very beginning, and I'm proficient in both civil and military tactics."
Xun Chen felt a huge panic in his heart. He stretched out his hand with difficulty to grab Jiang Qingning's skirt, spitting blood and saying, "No, it's not like that. You are the daughter of an aristocratic family, how could you be so vulgar..."
The next second, Jiang Qingning suddenly lifted her foot to pull back the hem of her skirt, leaned over and tightly grasped Xun Chen's chin. The bright red blood stained her hands, forming beautiful lines.
"Vulgar? Then what are you, who married the daughter of a vulgar man?"
"Xun Chen, you are so dirty."
Jiang Qingning's hands were fierce, and Xun Chen cried out in pain. With a crisp sound, his jaw was dislocated by Jiang Qingning.
She raised her hand and pulled out the hairpin on her head, and thrust it hard into Xun Chen's heart: "This time, I will repay you for the friendship of the past eight years. We will settle the rest slowly."
"Ugh..." Xun Chen trembled in pain and spat out a mouthful of blood, which splashed on Jiang Qingning's face.
"Miss, please wipe it off. Don't let the dirty people make you sick." Zi Su handed over the handkerchief respectfully, without raising her eyebrows, and made the same gesture as Jiang Qingning.
Jiang Qingning kicked Xun Chen several feet away, turned around to take the handkerchief, wiped his hands and said, "Have someone throw him back to the Anping Marquis's Mansion. Don't let him die outside Ning Pavilion. It will pollute the feng shui."
Zi Su responded, "Yes, Miss."
"You two, wait an hour or so and find a cart to take the person back. Don't dirty the area."
The concierge smiled brightly and confidently, agreeing repeatedly, "Don't worry, Sister Zisu, we will definitely handle things in a proper manner."
Jiang Qingning walked towards the backyard, and Zisu quickly followed, worry emerging on her face: "Miss, we have injured An Pingbo. If ordinary people find out something, will it affect our plan..."
"Xun Chen won't tell anyone. He will only secretly want to get rid of me. After all, once I marry He Ning, not only will my father and brother be behind me, but I will also have the capable assistant of the Zhenbei Palace."
"Xun Chen is a hypocritical, cunning, and extremely concerned with appearances. Even if I kill him, he won't tell me that he suffered a loss at my hands tonight."
"Yes, miss, you have worked hard. I will ask Zhiqiu to prepare some water so you can take a bath to get rid of the bad luck." Zi Su said contentedly, bowed, and walked towards the maid's room.
Jiang Qingning walked to the front of the room without looking around. Sensing an approaching breath, he paused, pushed open the door and walked in quietly.
The room was extremely dark, a stark difference from when she left. There was a smell of blood inside. If one was not a martial artist with many years of experience, one would not be able to detect this aura of enlightenment.
She walked slowly and naturally to the round table, poured herself a glass of water, looked at the fine powder on the edge of the glass, and a knowing smile appeared at the corner of her lips.
After drinking the cold tea, he fell dizzy beside the table the next moment. His breathing was steady, but he could not move.
After three breaths.
A black figure fell from the beam of the inner room and walked towards Jiang Qingning. The scimitar in his hand looked particularly sharp under the moonlight. The black figure stood beside Jiang Qingning, raised the scimitar high and dropped it towards her slender neck.
The next moment, Jiang Qingning suddenly stood up and kicked the table, using the force to retreat backwards. He held the door with one hand to steady his body, and reached to his waist with the other hand to draw out the soft sword that was flashing with cold light.
A few cold lights flashed, and the scimitar fell to the ground. The black shadow covered his neck in disbelief, his body lost strength and he knelt on the ground, blood gushing out from between his fingers.
"good!"
A cheer came from outside the door, accompanied by footsteps and applause. Jiang Qingning listened to the loud laughter outside the door, raised his hand, grabbed the black shadow's shoulders and neck, which was gradually losing temperature, and threw him out the door.
The next moment, there was a sound of breaking the door. A man in a black brocade robe outside the door stopped, and a black shadow rushed out from the broken door panel and rushed towards him.
Two dark-figured secret guards appeared, stood in front of the man in brocade robe, and kicked the black shadow to the side.
"As expected of a military commander's daughter, you've been a housewife for all these years. I've wronged you for reaching out."
The man in the brocade robe paused, then opened the folding fan in his hand, shook it and said with a smile: "Imperial sister, do you still recognize your royal brother?"
Jiang Qingning walked out of the room and looked at the young man in front of him with a cold expression. The man had deep eyebrows and eyes and an exotic temperament.
"I don't know what you're talking about. Are you prepared to lose your life if you trespass into someone else's house?"
"Hey, my sister, you're joking. In the past few months, I've often exchanged letters with you. Could it be that you would lie to me? This really makes you sad~" The man in brocade clothes smiled brightly and looked at Jiang Qingning with an extremely kind expression.
"Oh, what nonsense are you talking about? Give me your life!"
Jiang Qingning shouted coldly, raised her sword and flew towards the man. Six secret guards landed in front of her. Jiang Qingning's eyes flashed, and she turned and retreated without hesitation.
"Sir, is this too much?"
The man in brocade clothes shook his head. "As expected of a concubine's daughter, you have the vigilance of a Central Plains person. But it's also true that the Northern Di royal court changed dynasties when you were born. It's natural that the imperial sister doesn't remember anything from her childhood."
Jiang Qingning looked grim: "You're asking for trouble."
She no longer hesitated and flew towards the six secret guards in front of her. Her moves were fierce and fatal. She forced the six people to retreat together with her own strength.
Murong Feng's eyes lit up. Although he didn't trust the woman 100%, the viciousness shown by the woman in front of him made him firmly believe that she was definitely not from the Central Plains.
The people of the Central Plains are extremely cowardly. The Jiang family has been loyal to the emperor and patriotic for generations and would never raise a daughter who is a traitor, unless her nature is extremely evil, like the bloodline of their family.
"Okay, stop it."
Murong Feng spoke slowly, and the six secret guards stopped at the same time. Even though they were injured by Jiang Qingning who was unable to retract his sword, they did not cry out.
"What on earth are you going to do? What have you done to my people?"
"Are you talking about your 'sister'? Or your maids and nannies?" Before Murong Feng could say a word, Jiang Qingning's expression turned three points colder.
"Let me introduce myself. My name is Murong Feng. My father changed our Beidi royal court's surname to Murong in order to gain control of the Central Plains."
Murong Feng looked proud and arrogant, and his aura of brilliance made it difficult to ignore him.
Jiang Qingning sneered, "Murong? You are quite ambitious. The Jingguo Murong clan, who were great and advanced before, pioneered this cause. How confident are you, the Northern Di royal court? Can you compare with the Central Plains?"
"There's no need to deliberately provoke my brother. Although my father killed your father and caused your mother to die due to difficulty, this has been the fate of the Northern Di kings for generations. This is the fate of the Northern Di."
"If you have the ability, you can go back to Beidi, kill my father and become king yourself." Murong Feng said indifferently.
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