Night attack
The crisp sound of steel sheets falling to the ground was particularly harsh in the silent workshop.
Xu Xianyue's words were like an icicle, piercing Xie Wuqi's heart. She didn't even ask why he was there, but just looked at him with a distant, almost indifferent look, as if he were just an uninvited guest.
Xie Wuqi's chest heaved violently, and a long-suppressed storm suddenly surged in his piercing eyes. He walked towards Xu Xianyue, his steps heavy and carrying a suffocating sense of oppression. He stopped only when their noses were almost touching.
"Xu Xianyue," he said in a hoarse voice, filled with suppressed anger and some deeper emotions, "Is there anything you want to say to me?"
For her, he didn't hesitate to use secret agents, travel day and night, and appear to save her at the moment she was in danger. But what about her? She was still so cold and distant!
Xu Xianyue tilted her head slightly, her neck straight, and met the surging undercurrent in his eyes without flinching. The workshop was dimly lit, their warm breaths mingled, and a dangerous and ambiguous tension hung in the air.
"What?" The mocking curve at the corner of her lips deepened. "Thank you, Your Highness, for sneaking into the women's workshop late at night and offering your help? Or should I ask how Your Highness 'happened' to be here? Was it Doctor Lin's sudden departure that made Your Highness uneasy, or did Your Highness feel more at ease holding this abandoned pawn of mine in his own hands?"
Her words were as sharp as a knife, each one piercing the heart.
Xie Wuqi suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist with such force that it almost broke her bones. Xu Xianyue frowned in pain, but did not cry out in pain. She just looked at him coldly with her icy eyes.
"Abandoned pawn?" Xie Wuqi practically gritted his teeth, squeezing out a word, "Xu Xianyue, do you really think that everything I did for you was just because you were a 'chess piece'?!"
"What else?" Xu Xianyue tried to break free, but he held her tighter. She simply stopped struggling, her eyes growing colder. "Your Highness, do you think I should be grateful and overjoyed at your 'favor'? Or should I be like those women in the backyard, jealous of your occasional charity?"
She looked at his suddenly gloomy face and suddenly felt a little tired, a kind of boredom that came from the bones. She was tired of this endless suspicion, temptation and control.
"Xie Wuqi," she called him by his full name for the first time, her voice filled with a kind of almost sad calmness, "Let go. We are not on the same path. What you want is control and conquest. And what I want is just freedom."
She paused, her gaze passing over his shoulder, gazing out the window at the endless darkness. Her voice was as light as a sigh, yet as heavy as a vow: "If this world can't hold me, I will leave it. If this world can't hold my heart, I will... go to another world."
She spoke the last few words very softly, but they were like a thunderbolt, striking Xie Wuqi's heart!
Another world?!
What does she mean?! Is she...
An unprecedented, almost overwhelming panic instantly gripped Xie Wuqi! He suddenly tightened his arms, almost crushing her in his arms, his voice trembling with a tremor he himself hadn't noticed: "Xu Xianyue! What nonsense are you talking about?! What other world?! You can't leave! I won't let you!"
The violence and madness in his eyes resurfaced, mixed with a deep fear, causing him to lose his usual calm and composure. He lowered his head and fiercely grasped her lips with an almost desperate plundering and possession, as if only in this way could he confirm her existence and lock her firmly by his side.
The kiss was rough and fierce, filled with the smell of blood. It was unclear whose lip was bitten. Xu Xianyue didn't respond, nor did she struggle. She simply endured it stiffly, like a lifeless jade sculpture. Only her cold eyes remained open, revealing a dead and desolate silence.
Her lack of resistance made Xie Wuqi feel more angry and powerless than any fierce resistance.
Just as this suffocating confrontation and entanglement reached its climax—
"Bang!!"
The door of Xianyue Pavilion facing the street was suddenly and violently smashed open from the outside! Wood chips flew everywhere!
Five or six masked black figures, armed with steel knives, rushed in like bloodthirsty wolves! Their murderous intent was clear, their target was clear, and they were heading straight for the workshop!
"Kill that woman! Destroy this place!" the leader shouted sternly!
They were sent by Madam Su! How dare they kill me?
This sudden change interrupted the suffocating confrontation in the workshop.
Xie Wuqi almost instinctively pulled Xu Xianyue behind him, shielding her with his own body! His eyes instantly regained the coldness and murderous aura that belonged to Prince Jing!
"court death!"
Jingzhe's reaction was even faster! The moment the killers broke through the door, he rushed forward like a ghost! The short blade in his hand was unsheathed, drawing a cold arc in the dim light. In an instant, he was entangled with the two killers rushing in front. The blades clashed, and sparks flew!
However, the other side had a large number of people, and they were obviously desperate criminals. Two of them entangled Jingzhe, while the other three bypassed the battle group and attacked Xie Wuqi and Xu Xianyue directly!
"Prince, be careful!" Jingzhe shouted urgently, but was entangled by two killers and could not escape for a while.
Xie Wuqi held Xu Xianyue firmly behind him, his eyes cold as he watched the oncoming assassin. His wounds hadn't healed yet, his internal energy sluggish, but his battlefield experience was still fresh. He dodged the incoming blade, flicked his wrist, and produced a foot-long dagger from nowhere, deflecting the other attacker's attack with swift and brutal force.
But two fists are no match for four hands, not to mention he was injured! An assassin seized the opportunity and slashed his ribs with a sharp blade!
"Xie Wuqi!" Xu Xianyue screamed in shock! In that instant, she almost forgot all her calmness and alienation. Her body, before her consciousness, suddenly threw the "Songfeng Xiangyun" hairpin she had been holding tightly in her hand, which she had just completed, towards the killer's eyes!
She lacked strength, but her aim was excellent! The hairpin, with its crisp pine scent, struck the opponent's face like a hidden weapon!
The killer subconsciously turned his head to dodge, and his movement was a beat too slow!
It was this lightning-fast moment!
A cold light flashed in Xie Wuqi's eyes. He seized this fleeting opportunity and stabbed the killer's throat with his dagger accurately like a poisonous snake emerging from a hole!
Puff! Warm blood splashed all over his hands and face!
At the same time, the other two assassins' blades had already struck! One slashed at his back, the other stabbed him straight in the heart! They actually had the intention of dying together!
Xie Wuqi's old strength has been exhausted and his new strength has not yet been generated. It seems that he can no longer avoid it completely!
A critical moment!
Xu Xianyue looked at the two deadly cold lights attacking Xie Wuqi, and her heart almost stopped beating! Her mind was blank, with only one thought in mind - he couldn't die!
She didn't know where she got the strength from, but she suddenly lunged forward, trying to use her body to block the deadly blade!
"Xu Xianyue!!" Xie Wuqi's eyes were bloodshot and he roared! He wanted to push her away, but it was too late!
It's a matter of life and death!
“Buzz!”
A strange, vibrating sound, like the sound of a broken guqin string, suddenly erupted without any warning, with Xu Xianyue as the center!
The sound wasn't loud, but it carried a power that penetrated the soul! It was like invisible ripples spreading, instantly enveloping the entire workshop!
The two assassins, about to succeed, suddenly froze in their tracks, their eyes momentarily distracted and dazed, as if struck by something. The blade that had been aimed at Xie Wuqi's back deflected, only slicing through his clothes. The blade that had been aimed at his heart also lost much of its force, and he narrowly avoided it.
It was the "Pine Wind Fragrance" hairpin thrown by Xu Xianyue! That velvet flower, infused with incense and imbued with her entire heart and determination to "persevere," spontaneously stirred an extraordinary rhythm at the critical moment of life and death, disturbing the killer's mind!
This sudden change left everyone stunned!
Even Jingzhe and the killer who was fighting were a little slow!
Taking advantage of this opportunity, murderous intent flashed in Xie Wuqi's eyes. He took a deep breath and the dagger in his hand was like a death warrant, instantly killing the two mentally traumatized killers!
Jingzhe also burst out with all his strength and eliminated the remaining enemies.
The workshop instantly returned to silence.
All that remained was the strong smell of blood and the heavy breathing of several people.
Xu Xianyue leaned against the wall, exhausted, her face pale as paper, her chest heaving violently. The blow just now had almost drained all her mind and strength.
Xie Wuqi quickly walked up to her, grabbed her shoulders, looked her up and down, and said with a voice filled with shock, anger, and fear: "How are you?! Who told you to rush over?! Are you trying to kill yourself?!"
His force was so strong that it hurt Xu Xianyue. But as she looked at his blood-stained face, his frantic eyes filled with fear and loss, which now only contained her reflection, all the cold words she wanted to say became stuck in her throat.
She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but ended up closing her eyes tiredly.
Xie Wuqi looked at her pale face, her long eyelashes trembling as fragile as butterfly wings. The overwhelming anger and fear in his heart eventually turned into a deep feeling of powerlessness that almost drowned him.
He suddenly hugged her tightly in his arms, with such strength that it seemed as if he wanted to embed her into his bones and blood. His chin rested on the top of her cold head, and his voice was hoarse:
"Xu Xianyue...don't go...you are not allowed to leave...do you hear me..."
He didn't use "This King", but just repeated these words that sounded almost like pleading.
Xu Xianyue leaned against his warm chest, clearly hearing his heartbeat as rapid as a drum. Her nose was filled with the scent of his body—a mixture of blood, medicine, and a uniquely cold aura.
She didn't respond, nor did she struggle.
Just quietly, letting him hold me.
Outside the window, the rain had stopped at some point.
A faint ray of morning light struggled to penetrate the clouds, and through the shattered window frames, it fell on the mess and blood, and also on the two people hugging each other.
The interweaving of light and shadow illuminates their equally complex and indistinguishable faces.
The crisis is temporarily resolved.
The taut string between them seemed to be plucked to an unprecedented level during this night of life and death, fierce confrontation and uncontrollable embrace.
Is it a collapse, or... a turn to an unknown melody?
No one knows.
Only the "Pine Wind Fragrance" hairpin on the ground, stained with dust and blood, exudes a faint, unyielding cold fragrance in the morning light.
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