Roses are a symbol of romance, while knives are a symbol of violence.
These two completely unrelated things are combined to create a strong visual impact.
It was very impressive.
"Zhu Ying is from Xuan Yan Pavilion, and the group of people who just tried to assassinate me were also from Xuan Yan Pavilion."
Gu Qianluo's eyes flickered, her heart trembled, and she murmured,
"Bamboo Shadow! Who exactly are you? Why did you want to kill me? If you wanted to kill me, why did you save me in the first place!"
"Bamboo Shadow, who exactly are you?"
Her hands trembled uncontrollably, and her steps were as heavy as if she were wearing sandbags.
Gu Qianluo walked step by step, toward the bedside.
She closed her eyes tightly, steadied her trembling hand with her other hand, and pressed the long iron scissors against Zhu Ying's body.
Suddenly, the sound of a maid knocking came from outside, "Knock! Knock! Knock!"
Gu Qianlu was startled. The iron scissors slipped to the ground with a "thud," and Zhu Ying, who was lying on the bed, slowly woke up.
"Miss Gu... did you save me? Thank you so much!"
Suddenly, Zhu Ying slowly looked at herself, and when she saw the wounds on her body, she suddenly understood something.
"Miss Gu, I'm sorry, Zhuying didn't mean to hide it from you," Zhuying said with a wry smile.
Looking at Zhu Ying's bloodless cheeks and snow-white lips, Gu Qianluo couldn't help but feel a pang of pity.
It was this body, just as frail as hers, that had saved her.
"Bamboo Shadow, you saved me, and now I'm saving you. We're even now."
"You should rest well first. I'll go and brew some medicine for you."
Before Zhu Ying could respond, Gu Qianluo had already left the room.
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