Chapter 39 The Arrogant Prince 6
So who should she ask to refresh the image? I wonder if the soldiers of Lingyue Kingdom remember the original female lead's face. Even if they do, it's difficult to find someone to refresh it.
Just as she was thinking, the tent flap was lifted, and a woman dressed in coarse linen clothes stormed in and immediately threw a basin of water at Xu Qiuqiu.
Before Xu Qiuqiu could react, she was splashed all over. She looked at the woman in front of her with some anger.
After splashing the water, the woman cried and cursed Xu Qiuqiu, "You thief, how dare you live? You killed my husband and caused us to be separated forever. Why don't you just die!"
Caught off guard by the sudden splash of water, Xu Qiuqiu felt a chill all over her body and couldn't help but sneeze. She quickly understood the reason from the woman's words.
They simply know she's from an enemy country, and that her husband died in battle, so they're blaming her. "I understand how you feel. Swords don't have eyes on the battlefield, and your husband understood that before he went to war. He sacrificed himself for his country, but his sacrifice won't be in vain. I will help Lingyue Kingdom win this war."
"You think I'd believe your nonsense? It was all those scoundrels from your Qi Kingdom who killed my husband! I'll make you pay with your life!" The woman wouldn't listen to another word. She threw down the basin of water, pulled out a dagger from her person, and rushed towards Xu Qiuqiu.
Although Xu Qiuqiu's martial arts skills were crippled, she hadn't wasted her time learning moves at the Hehuan Sect, and she quickly stopped the woman's hand.
Then she heard footsteps approaching, and a thought flashed through her mind. As she lifted the tent flap, she loosened her grip slightly and shouted, "Calm down! I really want to help Lingyue Kingdom. I have already betrayed Qi Kingdom."
The woman lunged forward quickly, but she controlled the direction and the woman only managed to slash her hand.
Xu Qiuqiu clutched her injured hand; blood stained her sleeve and seeped through her fingers. She felt a sharp pain. "My god, this woman is so ruthless..."
When Zhou Zichen came in and saw this scene, he felt extremely angry. Her injured hand stung his eyes.
When the woman realized her first stab had failed, she prepared to stab again. Zhou Zichen drew his sword from his waist and slashed down without hesitation.
The sword was swift and sharp, severing the woman's arm holding the dagger. She screamed in agony and collapsed to the ground, unable to speak from the pain.
The severed hand rolled to Xu Qiuqiu's feet, and Xu Qiuqiu took two steps back in fright. This was the first time she had ever seen such a bloody scene. She looked at Zhou Zichen, whose eyes were full of murderous intent, and she never expected that the person who came would be him.
She had originally intended to subdue this woman, but then she heard footsteps. So she decided to play the victim and say that she had really betrayed Qi Kingdom. She hoped that everyone would forgive this woman even though she was hurt, which would definitely boost her popularity.
However, the current situation caught her completely off guard.
Zhou Zichen, now dressed in civilian clothes, looked as menacing as if he weren't wearing armor, but his complexion was even worse than before, and his eyes were terrifyingly gloomy.
Zhou Zichen glanced at Xu Qiuqiu's injured hand, his chest heaving violently. He said in a deep voice, "Trespassing and disregarding military discipline, men, drag her out and kill her!"
The accompanying soldiers quickly entered, and Zhou Zichen continued, "Give the order that from now on, no one is allowed to enter Shi Qiu's tent without permission. Anyone who disobeys will be punished according to military law!"
The soldiers obeyed and dragged the woman out, and the camp quickly became quiet.
Xu Qiuqiu stood frozen in place, clutching her hands and not daring to speak. Zhou Zichen turned around and slowly approached her.
Seeing his pale face and angry eyes, Xu Qiuqiu's heart tightened. What was he planning to do?
His gaze darkened slightly as he took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders.
His coat still carried his body heat and the scent of spikenard, which was inexplicably warm and pleasant. Xu Qiuqiu looked up at him, puzzled.
Zhou Zichen's gaze fell on her injured hand, and he felt extremely angry. He started to retort, "Don't you have legs? Don't you know martial arts? Why didn't you dodge?"
Thinking about his actions just now, Xu Qiuqiu hesitated for a moment before asking, "Are you concerned about me?"
"Who cares about you? Don't flatter yourself!" Zhou Zichen seemed to have been exposed, and his speech became much faster.
After being scolded by him, Xu Qiuqiu lowered her head and muttered softly, "That's right, I'm just a prisoner and I don't deserve to be cared for."
Hearing her self-pitying words, Zhou Zichen felt uncomfortable again. He felt a pang in his heart. He didn't dare to look her in the eye and awkwardly asked, "I'm just concerned about you. Is your hand badly injured?"
Xu Qiuqiu looked at the unnatural look on his face. He had just been like a cat whose fur had been stepped on, but now he had become docile again. She hadn't expected that Prince Yan'an had such a proud and aloof personality, which was quite cute.
Actually, the wound didn't damage any arteries, and the blood clotted quickly; it just stained my sleeve red.
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