Chapter 90
Overnight, Rong Rong had already left the capital.
After having breakfast, she sat inside reading. To avoid being lonely, she bought several books to take on the ship, though her destination was unclear.
The plan is to disembark wherever the scenery looks nice along the way.
Suddenly, there was a tearing sound, and a sword pierced through the window next to her. Rong Rong quickly got up and retreated. The next second, the window shattered, and someone rushed in front of her with a sword.
Rong Rong lightly raised her delicate hand and sprinkled the medicinal powder into the air.
A year of medical training wasn't wasted; Rong Rong at least gained some self-defense skills, one of which was carrying poisons. She didn't need superb medical skills or to cure other people's illnesses; all she needed to do was poison people to death.
The person instinctively held their breath, but still inadvertently inhaled some powder.
He should have immediately used his internal energy to expel the poison from his body, but he didn't. Instead, he used all his strength to retract the sword he had thrust at Rong Rong.
The consequence of doing this is that the internal force is forcibly reversed, damaging the internal organs and causing the toxins to spread even faster.
Qingfeng staggered backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood, barely managing to avoid falling by clinging to the table beside him.
He quickly sealed several major acupoints on his body, propped himself up, and stared intently at Rong Rong.
Rong Rong did not make any rash moves, guessing the identity of the person in front of her, while still holding the medicine powder in her hand.
Now that the boat is in the middle of the river, she has nowhere to escape.
When Qingfeng met Luo Huixiu, he was already mentally prepared, guessing that the woman who had captured the Marquis's heart would be a beauty, not an ordinary village girl.
But upon seeing the other person, he realized he had underestimated the situation.
The beauty's elegant attire was truly otherworldly, and her exquisite appearance transcended the mundane world. All his previous negative impressions of her vanished in the blink of an eye.
Ironically, he also thought the other party was greedy for power and wealth and had an impure heart.
Before such a beauty, the Marquis's status, position, and wealth are utterly insignificant. He is not worthy of appearing before her, much less worthy of her favor, unless he possesses the most precious treasure in the world.
Fortunately, he didn't hurt the other party, otherwise not only the Marquis, but even he himself would never be able to forgive himself.
Just as Qingfeng was lost in thought, the sound of fighting suddenly came from outside the door. Rongrong was startled and knew that she should not leave the room at will.
Qingfeng quickly went to the window and saw that the people he had brought were fighting with more than a dozen men in black.
"Madam, come with me!" Qingfeng hurriedly turned around and was about to grab Rongrong, but Rongrong spun around and dodged.
"Who are you? Why should I go with you?" Rong Rong remained vigilant; to her, everyone here was an unknown.
"Your subordinate, Qingfeng, has been sent by Marquis Jiangyang to bring back the Lady." Qingfeng clasped his hands in a respectful gesture towards Rong Rong.
Rong Rong stared wide-eyed in disbelief. She had just assassinated Xie Tianrui and even killed Xie Tianrui's benefactor in Baijia Village to deceive him. She couldn't possibly go with Xie Tianrui's people, could she?
“Go back with you? So that Xie Tianrui will kill me with his own hands?” Rong Rong laughed. “I’d rather fall into the hands of that man in black.”
"The Marquis will not harm the Madam. He has been searching for her for a year, and only wants to bring her back to the manor," Qingfeng hurriedly explained.
"Are you sure?" Rong Rong turned her gaze to the sword in Qing Feng's hand.
Qingfeng's breath hitched, and he immediately knelt on one knee. "This subordinate deserves to die. This subordinate acted without authorization and attempted to harm the lady. This subordinate is willing to accept punishment!"
As he spoke, Qingfeng raised his sword and pierced his own chest, spraying blood all over the ground once again.
"I assure you, Your Excellency, that you will never harm Madam. Your Excellency loves Madam the most. I was blinded by greed and misunderstood Madam. Once we return to the manor, I will leave myself to Madam's disposal!"
Qingfeng's blood and qi surged, and with internal and external injuries, plus poisoning, he would have fainted long ago if not for his strong will.
He couldn't close his eyes; Miss Rong's safety was more important. This was a critical moment, and he had to take Miss Rong away no matter what.
He could have forcibly taken the people away, but he couldn't now. Miss Rong would poison them, and his injuries also made it difficult for him to move around.
Qingfeng waited anxiously for Rongrong's reply, only to receive a soft yet indifferent voice: "Why should I believe you?"
Qingfeng raised his head, his eyes reddening, and held three fingers together to his cheek. "Qingfeng swears that if the Marquis wants to kill Madam after we return, Qingfeng will risk his life to take Madam away."
Rong Rong looked at Qingfeng intently, as if trying to gauge the truthfulness of his words.
Seeing this, Qingfeng tried to persuade her again, "Madam, those outside are Lord Nan's men. They've come to kill you. You can't fall into their hands."
Rong Rong remained noncommittal. In fact, for her at the moment, the danger level of Xie Tianrui, Chen Cong, or Chen Cong's uncle was roughly the same.
But with a gentle breeze, perhaps the outcome would be different.
As the sounds of fighting outside the door grew fainter and Qingfeng became increasingly anxious, Rongrong smiled sweetly, leisurely sat back down at the table, and rested her chin on her hand, looking closely at Qingfeng.
Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, his heart pounding wildly.
Logically, as a subordinate, he should have quickly bowed his head and never looked directly at Miss Rong, lest he offend her. But for some inexplicable reason, he just stared intently at her.
Miss Rong's smile deepened, and her sweet voice became more seductive, "Your vows are not enough."
Qingfeng held his breath, his heart pounding in his throat. He knew he was on the verge of betraying his master, about to fall into the succubus's trap, and he couldn't wait.
"You should swear to be mine, and that you can take me away whenever I want."
At this moment, Rong Rong's eyes were darker, more vast and mysterious than the night sky, containing an infinite attraction that drew away Qingfeng's soul.
Qingfeng seemed to have become a puppet. In his daze, he only heard his own voice, making solemn vows to Miss Rong.
"I swear, I am willing to do anything for Miss Rong, even give my life!"
"Eat this, and the oath will be fulfilled." A slender hand was held out in front of her eyes, with a pill in her palm, like a knight's medal.
Qingfeng swallowed it without hesitation, and at that moment he felt that he had a new life.
"Host, you've changed. Are you cosplaying as a demon?" 666, who witnessed the whole thing, didn't know whether to be happy or scared.
Its host has become both demonic and celestial; compared to her in the first world, the current host seems like a completely different person.
Before 666 could figure it out, Rong Rong chuckled, "Didn't you notice how familiar I looked just now?"
"Huh?" 666 scratched his forehead.
"She's the female villain in the movie 'Xianxia'."
Rong Rong reminded him, and 666 suddenly realized.
In the last world, under Shang Feng's guidance, Rong Rong did not return to acting, but she watched a lot of movies, and sometimes she would imitate one or two characters when she was in the mood.
The female villain in "Xianxia" is one of the characters that Rong Rong often imitates, simply because Rong Rong feels that this character is completely opposite to herself, and she finds it very interesting.
"Huh? Being a villain is so much fun, I love it!" Behind Qingfeng, Rongrong patted her face, her face full of excitement. When Qingfeng turned around, Rongrong was serious again.
No, it should be said that she was putting on an ethereal, fairy-like act!
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