Qiao Xueying's expression turned cold as she picked up his longsword from the ground: "Hmph, you're about to die and you're still so glib. I'll cut off your annoying tongue first and see if you'll still be so smug."
"You can cut off all you want, but you have to be able to go back home safely after you're done." Zu'an couldn't help but swallow hard.
Qiao Xueying couldn't help but smile. Perhaps because she was already confident of victory, she suddenly felt that this guy was quite interesting. Even when facing death, he was still so good at witty banter: "Don't even mention cutting off your tongue and putting it back in, even if I chop you into pieces, I can still heal you. Do you believe me?"
"I believe it, I believe it, so there's no need to try it." Zuan chuckled awkwardly.
Qiao Xueying snorted: "No, I'm in the mood now, and you have no say in this."
Zuan suddenly sighed, his expression changing from his previous playful demeanor: "Xue'er, have you forgotten what it felt like to be pregnant last time?"
Upon hearing this, Qiao Xueying subconsciously took a few steps back. The excruciating pain still haunted her, and she had woken up from nightmares countless times in the past few days: "What do you mean? Was it really you who did that last time?"
This matter had always been a question in her mind. Afterwards, she went to see a doctor for a checkup, and there was nothing wrong with her body. So what was that strange feeling that came out of nowhere?
Moreover, the doctor told her that the feeling she described was what a woman experiences during pregnancy and childbirth, which made her, a virgin, feel both ashamed and angry.
"I told you I'd let you experience what it's like to be pregnant, but you're still chasing after me. Are you addicted to getting pregnant?" Zuan was already planning to use "Stare and Get Pregnant," even though the number of uses was precious, he had no choice but to use it now.
Last time I was too soft-hearted and wasted one of my uses. I must not make the same mistake again this time.
Just then, he suddenly paused, looking behind Qiao Xueying: "Wife, you're here?"
Qiao Xueying didn't move an inch, and sneered, "Do you think I'd fall for your tricks?"
Suddenly she shuddered, and a thin layer of ice appeared on her body, as if she had been frozen in place.
Chu Chuyan slowly walked up from behind her: "So you are Xue'er. I should have known."
“Miss…” Qiao Xueying’s heart skipped a beat. It really was her. Come to think of it, it was all Zu An’s fault. If he hadn’t distracted her, she wouldn’t have been so easily subdued.
So he glared fiercely at Zuan.
Anger level from Qiao Xueying +530!
Zu An was immediately amused. What's wrong with this girl? It was Chu Chuyan who restrained you, what does it have to do with me?
Chu Chuyan said calmly, "Miss, I am not worthy of being called that by you."
As she spoke, she came to Zu'an's side. With a slender hand, she touched the vines, and a frost instantly spread. The originally resilient vines became fragile and brittle, breaking into pieces with the slightest touch.
Zuan was overjoyed and immediately went up to give him a big hug: "Great, honey, I can't believe I ran into you here. Here's a loving hug."
Chu Chuyan simply dodged to the side, ignoring his request, and her gaze fell on Qiao Xueying standing to the side.
Qiao Xueying's expression shifted between light and shadow, finally settling into a long sigh: "I am deeply grateful for your care over the years, Miss. However, we are all on opposing sides, so I hope you will forgive me."
"Who exactly are you referring to as 'Master'? Shi Kun?" Chu Chuyan pressed.
Qiao Xueying shook her head: "I hope you will forgive me, Miss, but I would never leak this information."
Chu Chuyan frowned slightly, unsure of what to do. Zu An, standing beside her, laughed and said, "That's easy. Ask her a question. If she doesn't answer or lies, I'll take off one of her clothes. If she still doesn't answer, I'll take off all her clothes and hang them on a big tree at the entrance, so everyone can have a look."
Chu Chuyan: "..."
Qiao Xueying trembled with anger: "You bastard!"
Anger level from Qiao Xueying +1024!
Zuan sighed: "You know that everyone serves their own master, so you should also know what will happen if you fall into the enemy's hands. You should already be mentally prepared for how I will treat you. If you don't say anything, I'll start."
As he spoke, he gently tugged at her collar with his sword.
Chu Chuyan, who was standing nearby, stopped him: "That's enough. She's a young woman after all. How can she be humiliated like this?"
Zuan muttered, "There are only a few of us here. It doesn't matter that you're a woman. As for me, it's not like I haven't seen it before. How is this an insult?"
Chu Chuyan was taken aback. This guy always talked nonsense with a straight face, and it seemed that there was some twisted logic to it.
Qiao Xueying's eyes were practically spitting fire as she looked at Zu An. That incident had always been a shadow in her heart, and this guy would bring it up in front of her all the time.
Anger level from Qiao Xueying +512!
Chu Chuyan waved her hand, melting the icy chill on her body: "You can go now."
Qiao Xueying was stunned: "You're letting me go?"
Chu Chuyan said calmly, "Although your motives are impure, you have been my sister for so many years, and I can't bear to kill you. You should take care of yourself."
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