When Ning Qing appeared in the palace carrying Qu Shaoyu.
It's already past midnight!
Ning Qing glanced outside, but quickly looked away.
Looking down at the person sleeping soundly in my arms, their little face was rosy and incredibly cute.
She smiled and gently kissed his cheek.
Put him on the bed and tuck him in.
Upon seeing Qu Shaoyu emerge, Yin Yi immediately revealed himself with his hidden guards.
They surrounded the dragon bed, protecting the person sleeping inside.
The existence of the hidden guards was solely to protect the emperor and obey the orders of their only master.
Seeing that his wife's safety was assured, Ning Qing turned and walked towards the front gate.
Upon opening the door, one is greeted by two groups of people fighting.
The sounds of weapons clashing and screams rose and fell.
Ning Qing took out the small black sword from the system space and walked out.
He also made sure to close the door first, so that the noise outside wouldn't disturb his sleeping wife in the bedroom.
Qingning, wielding a black sword, joined the fighting crowd.
One cut at a time, clean and swift. Many people didn't even have time to cry out before their throats were slit and they fell to the ground, never to make a sound again.
With Ning Qing's arrival, the imperial guards immediately felt a significant reduction in pressure.
While fighting, he didn't forget to secretly cast admiring glances at Ning Qing.
They were all warriors, constantly striving to become stronger.
As for Ning Qing, whose martial arts skills far surpassed theirs, they could only admire and envy her.
Before long, there were not many assassins dressed in black left on the field.
Ning Qing casually threw the longsword, which sliced off their right hands that were holding the swords.
In an instant, several people clutched their wounds, which were bleeding profusely.
His eyes were filled with hatred as he looked at Ning Qing.
Cutting off their right hands, the ones that hold swords, is more painful than killing them.
Upon seeing this, Ma Feng, the chief of the imperial guards, immediately ordered his men to take the assassins into custody.
Ning Qing walked over, took out a small porcelain bottle, and handed it to Ma Feng.
“Sprinkle it on their wounds.”
Ma Feng hesitated before taking the small porcelain bottle from Ning Qing's hand.
"This is?".
Ning Qing spoke calmly.
"These people have been trained for many years, and ordinary pain is nothing more than a tickle to them."
"The medicine in this bottle is really powerful. When you sprinkle it on a wound, it can stop the bleeding, but at the same time it can cause both pain and itching. You can tolerate the itching on the surface of the skin, but the pain and itching inside the body is unbearable."
"Especially... the muscles and bones, the internal organs, the pain and itching little by little, that's what makes it fun."
Upon hearing this, several black-clad assassins who had been restrained spat in Ning Qing's direction.
"Pah, kill if you want, but you only know how to use these despicable methods. What kind of hero are you?"
Ning Qing glanced at him.
"I'm really not a hero, so you'd better accept your fate."
That person was so angry he almost vomited blood.
The person in front of me looks respectable, but I never expected him to be so shameless.
He considers himself a villain yet acts so... nonchalantly; I've never seen such a shameless person.
Before long, all the black-clad assassins who had been drugged were rolling on the ground.
Because they simply couldn't stand it anymore; the itching deep inside their bones was unbearable.
The itch inside your internal organs makes you want to cut a hole in your chest and take out all your internal organs to scratch.
They are now finally experiencing what it means to be utterly tormented.
Half an hour later, one of the assassins finally couldn't take it anymore.
"What do you want to know? I'll confess, I'll confess everything. Please give me a quick and painless end."
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