Jun Fu'an
The imperial city is still some distance away from the Xiao Mansion. If you take a carriage, you may not be able to arrive until dawn, let alone walking. It is now noon, and it is still very early before dawn.
There was plenty of time left for her to walk.
At this time, the people in the capital were all asleep in their rooms. The streets were empty, cold, dark and scary. This was her first time going out at this time.
It was still a little cold at noon. Song Linluo hugged his body and shivered, but he did not stop for a moment.
Because she had heard a horror story.
It is said that a woman went out alone at night, taking advantage of darkness to meet her lover. However, she always felt that someone was following her on the way. She had to stop and look back, but found that there was no one there. She thought that nothing was there and continued on her way. However, the more she walked, the more panicked she became. The woman heard someone calling her name and looked back again, and saw a ghost covered with pus and smiling at her. The woman was scared to death.
The more Song Linluo thought about it, the colder the feeling behind him became.
She inexplicably felt that she was sick or even guilty of a heinous crime. Why didn't she follow Xiao Yuchen just now?
After thinking about it again, Song Linluo rejected the idea.
Anyone who gets along with Xiao Yuchen will be unlucky. Not only will they feel cold and embarrassed next to him, but they will also die a miserable death.
She had planned to rent a carriage when she left the house, but where could she find one in the dead of night? There were two good horses in the stable, but he couldn't ride them, so she had to walk. It was truly God's will for her.
It is not safe for a little girl to go out alone at night, but she has already gone out and walked halfway. If she goes back now, won’t all her suffering be in vain?
She finally understood why Mrs. Xiao got up so early to hurry on her way. If she didn't go early, she would never catch up!
Song Linluo yawned, rubbed his nose, and said a little aggrievedly: "I should have known not to get up so late..."
This way I can catch up with my stepmother's carriage!
There were bursts of footsteps coming from the roof not far away.
When Song Linluo heard the voice, his face turned pale: I can’t be so unlucky.
She hid sideways against the wall, hoping to avoid being discovered by the criminals in the dark.
"Why am I so unlucky? Is it so difficult for me to go out?" Song Linluo complained in his heart, trying to make his breathing as light as possible, for fear of being discovered.
She listened quietly to the footsteps on the roof, there must be more than one person.
"Woof! Woof! Woof!"
A big black dog bared its teeth and barked at Song Linluo.
Song Linluo could no longer suppress the fear in her heart and screamed "Ah" in fear. She was most afraid of dogs.
In her previous life, she was looked down upon by the young ladies of other mansions, so those young ladies came up with some ways to harm her: they locked Song Linluo and a big yellow dog that had been hungry for three days in the same room.
That day, Song Linluo felt that she was about to die. Her body was covered with wounds from dog bites, and her clothes were stained red with blood. Since then, she has had a strong fear of dogs.
Whenever Song Linluo saw a dog, the wound from the dog bite still seemed to hurt.
Song Linluo was so frightened that his legs went weak and he could only hold on to the wall to barely stand up. The dog was now some distance away from Song Linluo.
But the dog was not tied with a chain. The man and the dog were in a stalemate for a long time. The big black dog suddenly pounced towards Song Linluo. Song Linluo subconsciously used his arms to protect himself. Two sharp teeth pierced Song Linluo's arms, and severe pain immediately spread throughout his body.
Song Linluo pulled his hand back abruptly, tears welling in his eyes. He said aggrievedly, "You bully me! You all bully me!"
Song Linluo squatted down, tears rolling down her eyes. She bit her lower lip in grievance and wiped her tears.
She had just gone on a long trip, and her stepmother asked Xiao Yuchen to wait for her, but Xiao Yuchen didn't want to pay attention to her. She finally mustered up the courage to come out, but was bitten by a dog.
The dog suddenly stopped barking, as if it saw something scary. It snorted timidly and turned and ran away.
Song Linluo looked up at the black-clad figure in front of him. His eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and he couldn't see clearly. The girl was clearly crying, but there was a hint of determination in her voice. She said, "Why? Are you here to kill me?"
The man in black paused for a moment, then said with disdain, "Killing you will dirty my knife."
Song Linluo wiped the tears from his face.
The man in black walked over to Song Linluo and sat down, groaning, "I'm injured."
Song Linluo said: "If you are injured, you should go to the hospital. What's the point of telling me?"
As he finished speaking, a dagger was pressed against Song Linluo's neck. The cold blade against his skin made him feel even colder. A chuckle came from his ear, and he said, "It seems the doctor is unwilling to treat me." His words were full of threats: "Then what's the point of me keeping you here?"
Song Linluo was a little surprised and met the black-clothed man's affectionate eyes: "How did you know?"
She had never revealed her identity as a doctor. When she opened her clinic and treated patients, she always wore a veil. How could this stranger know?
The man in black smiled faintly and said, "You have a faint scent of medicine on you. There are only two types of people who take medicine: sick people and doctors. You look very healthy, so I don't see that you are sick. So there is only one possibility: you are a doctor."
Song Linluo sighed: "I can save you, but you have to promise not to kill me."
The man in black said, "Of course."
Song Linluo reached out to untie the black-clad man's clothes, but was stopped: "What are you going to do?"
Song Linluo broke free from the black-clothed man's hand and said, "I need to take a look at your wound so I can apply medicine on you."
The man in black withdrew his hand and allowed Song Linluo to undress him, apply medicine on him, and bandage him.
After Song Linluo finished his work, he said, "Your wound is quite deep. You need to rest well."
The man in black hummed and asked, "Whose family are you from?"
Song Linluo: "The second young lady of the Xiao family."
The man in black stood up and said, "Since you saved my life, I'll send you back to the palace to even things out."
"Go back to the palace? Qiu Yi, are you allowed to go back tonight?"
A man in black fell from the roof.
Qiu Yi gripped the hilt of the knife and said, "Luoying, we've worked together for over a decade. Do you really want to kill me today?"
Luo Ying snorted and laughed: "Qiu Yi, you have been in the Dark Pavilion for so long, don't you understand? The Dark Pavilion is cold-blooded and inhumane. Only those who survive are strong."
Song Linluo stood up and leaned against the wall, recalling his memories of the dark chamber.
The Dark Pavilion is an extremely mysterious, independent and terrifying organization known only to the six countries. It is not restricted to any of the six countries. Anyone with money can enter it and pay for his life. Anyone wanted by the Dark Pavilion will not escape death.
The Dark Chamber is also extremely cruel to its own people. They put children of several years old together and let them kill each other. Those who survive can eat enough and receive special treatment in the Dark Chamber until the next round of mutual slaughter.
If this continues, the Dark Chamber will be almost entirely filled with cold-blooded and ruthless strongmen, with no humanity at all.
How could she be so unlucky that she met two such terrifying people the day after she was reborn?
My life is over!
Qiu Yi smiled faintly: "Luoying, you really disappoint me."
Luo Ying didn't waste any time talking to him and just drew his sword and attacked. Qiu Yi was on the defensive the whole time.
Compared with the two, Qiu Yi clearly has the upper hand.
So, why was Qiu Yi injured just now? His martial arts skills were obviously not bad, let alone in such a situation.
Song Linluo wanted to take advantage of the fight to escape, but he heard Qiu Yi say, "If you dare to run, I will kill you."
Song Linluo had no choice but to shrink into the corner and watch the two fight as if it had nothing to do with him.
The night was silent, and the collision of blades made a sharp sound.
Qiu Yi seemed to deliberately not kill Luo Ying. He always avoided Luo Ying's fatal spots, leaving Luo Ying with wounds all over her body.
Qiu Yi lightly tapped his toes, jumped up, and used the force to kick Luoying in the chest, kicking Luoying several meters away. Luoying fell to the ground and spit out blood.
Qiu Yize took the opportunity to pick up Song Linluo and ran away.
Before Song Linluo could react, she was carried to the roof. Although the posture was a bit uncomfortable, she did not dare to struggle too much because the person who carried her was a cold-blooded assassin from the Dark Pavilion.
As she climbed over eaves and walls, Song Linluo was tortured by the waves of weightlessness. The cool breeze filled her up, but she still endured it and said nothing.
Now she is like a lamb to be slaughtered, unable to express her grievances. She is afraid that any movement will make people angry. Killing her is a small matter, but throwing her away is a big deal!
How could this rotten luck be so bad? She went to the Xiao family with her marriage certificate but was not welcomed by Xiao Yuchen. Now, after finally becoming a second young lady with no status, not only could she not even ride in a carriage, but she also accidentally ran into two cold-blooded and ruthless guys.
If possible, she really wanted to ask why the heaven was so cruel to her.
Qiu Yi stopped at the top of the palace wall.
Song Linluo looked at the distance that was neither high nor low, and suddenly a bad feeling arose in his heart: Why not go down? Is he going to throw me down from here?
Just as I was thinking about it, I heard Qiu Yi say, "Just send it here."
Just as Song Linluo was about to speak, Qiu Yi left him alone.
She fell from the city wall and looked at Qiu Yi, who was mouthing something to her, probably saying, "I won't die from the fall."
Qiu Yi turned away expressionlessly. Song Linluo looked at her and his back, thinking, "He must be trying to silence me."
The moment she fell to the ground, she was suddenly hit by the pain of being shattered. She curled up her body to minimize the pain. In the empty night, her consciousness became a little fuzzy and she fainted without realizing it.
She wouldn't really fall here, would she?
But her body was in so much pain, and all the bones felt like they were broken and burning. The cold wind blew past, making her shiver.
——But she hasn't taken revenge yet.
Song Linluo felt like she fell into a warm embrace. The faint cold fragrance lingered at the tip of her nose, which actually relieved her pain a lot.
early morning.
"Ninth Prince, this young lady's wound has been bandaged. Do not expose it to water until it has healed. After waking up, you must take the medicine regularly according to the prescription, three times a day, and apply the ointment externally. It will heal in a few days."
"Okay, then I'll trouble the doctor to take Changge to get the medicine."
"good."
After he finished speaking, the footsteps gradually faded away, and the room seemed a little quiet.
Song Linluo tried hard to move her eyeballs, but her eyelids seemed to be glued shut and she couldn't open them at all, so she simply didn't force it.
The Ninth Prince? Could it be the Ninth Prince she remembered, the one who appeared cold, decisive, yet incredibly soft-hearted?
In her previous life, when Xiao Yuchen was plotting against her everywhere, the Ninth Prince was the one who gave her warmth. He could be said to be the only ray of warm light in the cold dark night. She didn't know what the Ninth Prince wanted from her or why he helped her, but she was very dependent on him.
The Ninth Prince unconditionally supported her, trusted her, and helped her become the boss of Zuixian Pavilion and gain a place in the capital.
"Awake?" a cold voice sounded.
Song Linluo finally forced herself to lift her eyelids. As she sat up, she felt a slight pain in all the bones in her body. She shook her heavy head, looked at the Ninth Prince, paused, and said in a trembling voice, "Jun... Fuan?"
The person in front of him had black hair draped down to his waist, fair skin, a high nose bridge, and thin, rosy lips that were slightly pursed. Only his eyes were covered by a veil, making them invisible.
He looked like a frail scholar in his white robe, but beneath this gentle exterior lay a ruthless and ruthless nature unknown to others.
If Song Linluo had not been a reborn person, he would probably have believed in Jun Fuan without a doubt.
——This is exactly the Jun Fuan she knows.
Jun Wuyang curled his lips and smiled, "Little girl, it's not a good thing to know too much in this palace."
Song Linluo lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, and said, "It's dawn, the palace banquet..."
"It's not too late for you to get up now." Jun Wuyang said lightly.
Song Linluo opened the quilt, put on his shoes, and stood up. He endured the pain and exhaled, then realized something was wrong: "What's wrong with my clothes..."
She remembered that she seemed to be wearing a black dress before she went out, so why is she wearing white clothes now?
Jun Wuyang coughed guiltily twice and tried his best to tell a lie: "Yours...was dirty, I risked my life to change it for you."
Song Linluo looked down at her own clothes, then at Jun Wuyang's clothes. She felt they were very similar, except that she was wearing women's clothes, so she couldn't find any evidence.
"I usually only wear white clothes, and this one suits you very well..." Jun Wuyang said with a guilty conscience.
If Song Linluo had not been reborn, she might have actually believed this lie. Jun Fuan had clearly worn black clothes.
Song Linluo smiled and walked towards Jun Wuyang. As she walked, he retreated, until Song Linluo supported herself against the wall with one hand and Jun Fuan had nowhere to retreat.
Song Linluo raised his eyebrows, looked at Jun Fuan with a hint of joking and said, "Ninth Prince, long time no see."
Jun Wuyang seemed a little unhappy and asked, "Did you know me before?"
Song Linluo smiled in her heart. In her previous life, she didn't have the courage to tease the Ninth Prince. In this life, she took the risk and did something she didn't dare to do in her previous life.
—A dagger was pressed against her waist.
Song Linluo hooked her hands around Jun Wuyang's neck, put her head close to his ear, and deliberately blew a breath, saying: "I! Not only do I know you, I also know..." She paused deliberately: "Don't worry, I'm the only one who knows that you're not blind, and no one else will know."
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