"Xiao Jiang—!"
Su An was pushed and staggered a few steps. He saw Su Jiang struggling desperately in his hands, kicking wildly with his head facing the ground.
If you fall like that, you'll at least get a head injury!
Su An's heart leaped into her throat. Just as she was about to pounce, she saw the wooden stick lying at her feet.
"You damned bastard, let go of my second son!"
Taking advantage of He Cheng's momentary distraction, Su An roared and grabbed a wooden stick, forcefully stabbing it into He Cheng's anus!
"Ugh!" The wooden stick pierced the target precisely, and He Cheng instantly felt a sharp pain in his anus, a pain that tore at his heart and pierced the depths of his soul.
His body froze, and the movement that was about to throw Su Jiang off came to an abrupt halt. His eyes widened, bloodshot, and disbelief and pain caused him to roll his eyes back violently.
A strange gurgling sound came from his throat, but he was completely unable to speak due to the unbearable pain.
"Forehead……"
Su An belatedly realized what was happening and, looking at the stuck stick, couldn't help but gasp.
It stinks! Serves him right!
Her scalp tingled, and she seized the opportunity to pull Su Jiang out, retreating in horror.
"Big sister..." Su Jiang coughed painfully a few times, but when he saw the stick clearly, he was stunned and looked at Su An with disbelief.
"Su An!!! You bastard, you bastard! Today I will tear you to pieces!"
He Cheng endured the excruciating pain and pulled out the stick. He cursed loudly and drew the sword from his waist, rushing towards Su An.
"Run!" Without hesitation, Su An grabbed the second child and ran out of the courtyard.
But at this critical moment, a hidden arrow suddenly whistled through the air, heading straight for He Cheng.
He Cheng's pupils suddenly contracted as he saw the hidden arrow whistling sharply as it pierced straight for his brow. He instinctively rolled over to dodge, his body falling to the side in an extremely disheveled posture.
With a "whoosh," the arrow grazed past his clothes and pierced deep into the earthen wall behind him, its fletching still trembling slightly.
He Cheng collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, his clothes soaked with sweat, and lingering fear still visible in his eyes.
He stared wide-eyed and looked up, only to see Fu Zhun appear in a wheelchair, his dark eyes exuding a chillingly cold aura.
"Pay up!"
The savior has arrived!
Su An's heart, which had been pounding, instantly returned to normal, and she quickly pulled her second son away to avoid it.
An Si, who was hiding in the shadows, also breathed a sigh of relief.
Thank goodness, the timing was just right; the chance to be a hero and save the damsel in distress has finally been given to the master!
"Are you alright? These marks—"
Fu Zhun's gaze fell on Su An's slightly bruised arm, and his aura grew increasingly cold.
Su An couldn't help but chuckle, "It's nothing, it's nothing. My problem is minor, but his backside really suffered. I've gotten my revenge myself!"
butt?
Fu Zhun was surprised for a moment, then narrowed his eyes and looked coldly at He Cheng.
He Cheng looked shaken and disheveled, yet he forced a sliver of resentment and quickly got up.
"King of Zhenbei, now you've finally stopped being a coward and shown yourself?"
Fu Zhun did not answer, but opened his lips with an ambiguous look in his eyes and said, "Envoy, please come with me to the medical clinic for a chat."
The tone was unhurried, yet it exuded an irresistible, cold authority.
He Cheng's heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason. He had clearly achieved his goal, but he felt a sense of danger looming over him.
"Hehe, that's exactly what I was thinking. As long as you don't hide, that's fine!" he said stubbornly, forcing a smile.
Seeing this, Su An frowned, unsure of Fu Zhun's intentions. She leaned closer and whispered, "Will something happen? Should I go with you to check?"
What if Fu Zhun is taken away and disappears without a trace, just like last time? Then she...
I'm very anxious.
"It's alright, just wait here for my message."
Fu Zhun didn't say much, just offered a few words of reassurance in a deep voice, and then left the Su family shop first.
He Cheng straightened his clothes, glared at Su An with a sinister look as he passed by, and then followed her with an arrogant expression.
However, as soon as he stepped into the courtyard of the clinic, before he could react, the sword guards around him appeared like ghosts and instantly surrounded him.
"What...what do you mean by this?" His voice suddenly became sharp.
Fu Zhun sat in his wheelchair, seemingly oblivious to He Cheng's question. He parted his thin lips slightly, and his words were as sharp as ice blades: "They've already killed him with a flurry of swords."
Upon receiving the order, the sword guards rushed forward without hesitation.
He Cheng was shocked. Although he knew that Fu Zhun was ruthless, he did not expect him to be so direct!
Is this a complete abandonment of pretense, a direct confrontation with the imperial court?!
In his panic, he desperately drew his sword to defend himself.
"Prince Zhenbei, you cannot kill me! I am here on His Majesty's orders!"
Fu Zhun curled his lips slightly, the curve of which was disdainful and mocking. "The Emperor's decree? All I see is you running rampant on my territory, bullying weak women."
His demeanor was composed, yet his coldness was like a blade.
He Cheng felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing this, and in the short time it took to speak, he had already been stabbed several times.
"Wait!" He was still unwilling to give up, and shouted during a break in the attack, "If you kill me, Su An won't live either!"
These words struck like a thunderbolt, causing a strange light to flicker in Fu Zhun's cold, dark eyes.
"stop!"
Fu Zhun gave a low shout, and the sword guards immediately stopped their swords from stabbing He Cheng. Their movements were perfectly synchronized, but they still managed to trap He Cheng inside.
"Tell me, why did Su An die?" Fu Zhun clenched his fists in his wheelchair, his eyes glaring at him like a hawk.
He Cheng swallowed hard, and despite his burning hatred, he could only grit his teeth and say, "Prince Zhenbei, please listen to me, Su An... she is a demon!"
Upon hearing this, Fu Zhun paused for a moment, and even the sword guard beside him almost burst out laughing.
This person seems to have some kind of problem; instead of making excuses, they're spouting nonsense.
Fu Zhun raised an eyebrow, revealing a sarcastic expression, and said coldly, "These are your last words?"
He had thought the other party had some hidden tricks up their sleeve, but it turned out to be just a dying rant.
He Cheng panicked upon seeing this, and frantically tried to explain as if grasping at a straw.
“Your Highness, everything I’ve said is true! The original Su An is long dead; the current Su An is merely a ghost possessing him! I’ve specially invited a highly skilled master to exorcise the demon, and that master will arrive soon! You must believe me!”
Fu Zhun sneered inwardly. He had known Su An for a long time and had witnessed Su An's intelligence and wit, which had remained consistent throughout. How could he possibly believe such absurd claims?
However, the mention of "coming back to life" made his eyes flicker slightly.
Seeing that Fu Zhun seemed to be wavering slightly, He Cheng hurriedly added, his face flushed:
"Haven't you noticed that Su An is completely different from before? Her words and actions are all very different! And I heard that she was poisoned while shielding you from an arrow, died once, but then came back to life not long after!"
"Her resurrection defies all reason; what else could this be but the work of evil spirits?!"
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