Since Wu Chenxi moved in, he has kept a low profile and rarely goes out. Ning Qing, who lives next door, also rarely sees him, leading Ning Qing to believe that he has returned to the princess's residence. However, seeing that servants deliver meal boxes to him three times a day, she dispelled her suspicions.
That day, while Ning Qingzhao was drinking and watching a performance with her concubines in the courtyard, the system popped up again.
System: Host, the mission objective is in danger. Please prepare for teleportation.
Ning Qing paused slightly, holding the wine glass. Hadn't she just seen someone bring food in? Could it be... Damn, that little brat needs a good beating.
Ning Qing stood up, told people not to disturb her, and then quickly walked into the bedroom. As soon as she closed and locked the door, the system couldn't wait to start the teleportation.
Suddenly everything went black, and a wave of dizziness washed over her. A moment later, Ning Qing opened her eyes and saw dozens of corpses lying on the ground, including members of the Imperial Guards and masked men in black. There were patches or specks of blood still wet in the grass.
A group of Imperial Guards surrounded and beat a masked man in black. The man's clothes were torn in many places and bloodstains were visible. Red blood dripped down from under the black cloth covering his face.
Upon seeing this, Ning Qing's expression turned cold, and she stretched out her arm towards the system, saying: "Sword."
The next second, a black sword appeared in her hand. Ning Qing silently appeared behind the Imperial Guards, her attacks swift and ruthless, each strike a sharp blow, one man falling with each strike.
Ning Qing was just like a killing god who had come out of hell to reap lives, and no one could stop her from moving forward.
System: Host, you forgot to cover your face.
Ning Qing: No need. I never intended for them to return alive, so why should they be masked?
With a flurry of swordplay from Ning Qing, only a handful of people remained standing on the field. Several Imperial Guards, seeing Ning Qing descend like a god of death, showed fear in their eyes, their legs trembling slightly. One of them, feigning composure, shouted at Ning Qing with a fierce but inwardly weak voice.
"Who goes there? Do you know that we are imperial guards? We advise you to leave immediately and not to hinder our capture of the traitor."
Ning Qing sneered and said coldly, "Who gave you the audacity to hurt my people?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he moved, raising his sword and unleashing a burst of light towards the group. In an instant, they all collapsed to the ground, their eyes wide with disbelief, blood spilling from their mouths, their hands hanging limply at their sides.
After Ning Qing appeared, Wu Chenxi's gaze followed him closely, moving with his every step. When Ning Qing uttered the words: "Who gave you the right to hurt me?"
Wu Chenxi's heart trembled slightly, filled with a bittersweet feeling, as if a warm current was enveloping her heart, which had been cold for ten years—an indescribable sensation.
Ning Qing took out a bottle of healing pills from her spatial storage, poured one out into her palm, broke off half of the pill, approached Wu Chenxi, pulled off the black cloth covering his face with one hand, and quickly stuffed the other half of the pill into his mouth with the other.
The elixir dissolves upon contact with water, leaving only a lingering fragrance in the mouth before one can even fully appreciate its presence.
The system asked anxiously: "Host, why did you only give the mission target half a pill?"
Ning Qing: This bottle contains top-grade elixirs. Ordinary people should not consume too many, or they will explode and die.
The system felt a little guilty, realizing it had misunderstood its host.
Ning Qing saw Wu Chenxi staring intently at her, his blood-stained lips possessing a bewitching beauty. Beautiful as they were, Ning Qing felt uncomfortable and inexplicably angry. She took out her handkerchief and gently wiped the blood from his lips.
Wu Chenxi slightly moved her lips as if she wanted to say something, but Ning Qing shot her a sharp look, picked her up horizontally, and said coldly, "Don't speak."
Wu Chenxi was suddenly picked up horizontally and was stunned for a moment. He tried to struggle to get down, but at that moment, a cold voice rang in his ear.
"If you dare to make another move, I'll take care of you right here."
Wu Chenxi stared blankly, wondering what Ning Qing meant by "taking care of her"!
Seeing that the person in Ning Qing's arms was not moving, she carried him out in large strides.
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