*
"ah--"
"My eyes!!!"
Nan Qing looked down and saw that the person who had spoken earlier was clutching his blood-soaked eye sockets with both hands, rolling on the ground and howling in pain.
And that white figure...
Jun Beichen stood with his back to the rising sun, the last corner of his robe slowly falling down. His white robes were as white as snow, and his movements were as graceful as an immortal. But at this moment, his usually smiling eyes were filled with a terrifying ferocity.
Thick drops of blood were slowly dripping from the jade fan in his hand, the glaring crimson contrasting sharply with his snow-white attire, yet strangely harmonious...
Just like... he was originally an Asura who emerged from hell through bloodshed, but he happened to wear a gentle and refined appearance.
Jun Beichen stood before the second-in-command, whose eyes had been gouged out, and gently lifted the man's chin with the blood-stained tip of his fan.
"Your eyes aren't even worthy of looking at her."
His voice was still clear and pleasant, but the coldness in his words and the gloom in his eyes made anyone who saw or heard it tremble.
No sooner had he finished speaking than Jun Beichen's fan pierced the second-in-command's throat, ending his screams.
Jun Beichen stood up, took out a white handkerchief from his sleeve, and slowly wiped his fingertips. He looked indifferently at the second leader, who was already lifeless. What a nuisance!
As the blood-stained handkerchief in his hand drifted into the sea, he turned to look at Nan Qing. The fierceness in his eyes vanished instantly, and his expression became as gentle and beautiful as a spring breeze.
But Nan Qing, standing on high up, just pursed his lips. The fun thing had been snatched away again!
She turned to look at the pirate henchmen kneeling on the deck, trembling like leaves. Nan Qing leaned against the mast and casually pointed the tip of his sword at the pirate closest to him.
"You, lead the way, take me to your lair."
The pirates were stunned. The young pirate, whose sword Nan Qing was pointing at, immediately crawled forward a few steps and shouted urgently:
"Heroine, heroine, northeast! Jiaolong Island is in the northeast!"
The pirates on the other three pirate ships were either dealt with or obediently squatted in a corner, with two people assigned to escort them back.
Meanwhile, Nan Qing, Jun Beichen, and a group of secret guards turned the ship around and headed northeast towards Jiaolong Island.
The large ship sailed on the sea for nearly half an hour before, guided by the henchman, it finally spotted a small island shrouded in mist. No wonder the Jiaolong Gang had such a bad reputation, yet no one could find their lair; they were indeed well hidden.
Nan Qing stood at the bow of the ship. As soon as the ship docked, he leaped up, lightly touching the rocks with his toes, and kicked the pirate on the shore who had just blown the horn away.
Jun Beichen followed her with ease the moment she leaped up, landing beside Nan Qing.
When the horn sounded, the pirates, carrying large swords, rushed to the beach. What they saw was a woman in red standing with a sword in hand, a handsome man in white standing beside her, and dozens of men in black with murderous intent following behind them.
Someone shouted "Kill!!" and the pirates who had rushed over charged forward with gritted teeth. Nan Qing smiled slightly, picked up Shuang Hua in her hand, and charged forward.
Her swordsmanship was fierce and her movements were graceful. No pirate could get close to her, but wherever she approached, the pirates fell to the ground like fallen leaves.
Jun Beichen followed leisurely behind her, holding a white jade fan in his hand. With each opening and closing of the fan, he precisely dealt with the pirates who tried to sneak up on Nanqing from behind.
The guards quickly dispersed around the island, preparing to seize control of all key routes and ensure that not a single pirate escaped from their mistress's grasp!
When Nan Qing charged into the pirate stronghold with his sword, the leader of the Black Dragon Gang, who had rushed out from the main stronghold, saw his men lying scattered on the ground.
And those two malevolent figures, one in red and one in white, were strolling towards him through a pool of blood...
Two hours later.
Nanqing stood on the edge of the reef, calmly watching the women who had just been rescued being put onto the boat.
They cried and trembled, and from their tattered clothes and wounded bodies, one could tell how much suffering they had endured.
Nan Qing's face showed no sympathy or pity; her eyes even held a hint of indifference. She casually tossed a pearl she'd smuggled from the pirates' vault into the sea, saying indifferently:
“Jun Beichen, this sea in Lingnan should not have pirates.”
"We should establish maritime trade to bring a prosperous life to the people of Lingnan."
Her voice was flat and indifferent, neither sad nor happy, as if she were just saying it casually...
God loves the world, but God's love is vast and indifferent.
Even the slightest thought of a deity is but a sigh in the long course of time.
But Nanqing's words were etched into Jun Beichen's heart. Jun Beichen squeezed her small hand, and his gaze at Nanqing's profile deepened.
"Does Qingqing want this sea to become like that?"
Looking at the calm sea, Nan Qing nodded and said softly:
"That might make it more fun..."
At this moment, Nan Qing was unaware that her casual remark would actually lead to a scene in Lingnan decades later where merchant ships from all over the world gathered at Lingnan's harbor.
The historians of the Great Yan Dynasty racked their brains to explain why their most brilliant Emperor Jingwu, since the founding of the Great Yan Dynasty, would designate the remote exile region of Lingnan as "a vital trading hub for the Great Yan Dynasty for all eternity."
Two days of sea excursions had exhausted Nan Qing. As soon as she got off the ship and into the carriage, she was so sleepy that she slept soundly in Jun Beichen's arms, which were filled with the faint scent of sandalwood and the sea breeze.
After the carriage stopped, Jun Beichen nimbly jumped down from the carriage with Nan Qing in his arms, but instead of carrying her directly into the mansion as usual, he stopped in front of the gate.
After stopping, he stared at the sleeping Nan Qing in his arms for a long time, and finally moved his arm slightly and called out softly:
"Qingqing, wake up, we're at home."
"My dear,"
Nan Qing, who was fast asleep, opened her eyes with difficulty. Reluctantly, she got out of Jun Beichen's arms and stood up straight. She held onto his arm for a while before slowly waking up.
Only then did Nanqing notice that the Shi residence seemed somewhat different from the previous two days.
Brand new red lanterns hung in front of the door, and festive red ribbons were tied to the lintel.
She blinked in confusion. Was there some joyous occasion in their household?
However, she didn't think much of it. She raised her little hand, waved to Jun Beichen, said "I'm going in," and turned to leave.
Jun Beichen grabbed her wrist, gently stroked her cheek amidst her questioning gaze, and said softly:
"Qingqing, get some rest tonight. I'll come pick you up at dawn tomorrow."
Nan Qing would never know how fast Jun Beichen's heart was beating when he said those words...
He had been planning for a long time, all for the day he could finally hold his beloved in his arms.
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