Chapter 12 Chapter 12 He and all her previous mission targets...
After saying this, he collapsed from exhaustion, like a puppet whose strings had been suddenly cut and fallen apart.
Seeing this, the little maid carefully looked at the arrogant servant a few times, then made up her mind and turned around and ran out.
Nan Qiongshuang's voice was already hoarse, as if it had rusted. "Everyone, now that things have come to this, I no longer expect any doctor. I just ask that you all go your separate ways and leave me some peace and quiet."
She lay on the bed. She was already frail, and now she looked like a crane with a sword piercing its heart, shaking with every breath.
The others looked at each other, all in the same panic. The servant in charge said, "I'll go find Mr. Qu Shu. Miss, wait for me." Then he went downstairs.
The others also went downstairs, and the room became quiet again.
Taking advantage of the moment when no one was around, she managed to get up from the bed, stumbling over and over as she walked to the dressing mirror.
After taking a look, I understood why the others were so scared.
Her face was crimson, blood flowing down her cheeks into her ears and drying behind them, leaving several eerie, gruesome bloodstains on her face. She was also wearing a white dress—Gu Zhi had always loved white, but now, in this white dress, it was unbearable to look at, a complete mess.
The most terrifying thing was her pair of eyes that used to be as bright as autumn water.
Now even the whites of his eyes were blood red, making him look like a ghost with deep resentment coming to take his life.
She lost her balance and fell to the ground.
…it turned out to be like this. Fortunately, she got up and took a look herself.
It's impossible for anyone to be attracted by this look.
If she was seen by Gu Zhi, she would be fine if she died of blood loss. She was afraid that she would not be able to die and the mission would be difficult to carry out.
She wanted to stand up again, but she couldn't do it no matter what. She could only use her hands and feet to crawl to the corner of the room, and then stand up by holding on to the table in the corner.
In the corner of the room stood an iron basin for washing.
She scooped up some water and rubbed the blood away carefully. Her face turned pale again, but her eyes were still blood red.
It couldn't be washed off. Even when I washed it, blood started to come out from under my eyes, staining my face red again.
She leaned in front of the makeup mirror, thought for a long time, and finally shook her head.
no.
So he simply went back to bed, wiped the fresh blood with his hand, and closed his eyes.
In this state, sleeping or fainting is better than being awake.
*
When Nan Qiong Shuang woke up again, it was already dark.
But she didn't see Gu Zhi.
There’s more.
Looking around, there was no one in the room.
The door was closed, and the lanterns outside shone a faint red. Outside the window, insects chirped, the tassels of the lanterns swayed quietly in the night breeze, and a few fallen petals swirled in through the window.
Apart from the chirping of insects, the only sound was the orderly footsteps of maids and servants.
Everything was exactly as usual, even the height of the water in the teacup on her desk was the same as when she put down the mist knife in the morning.
It was as if her bleeding that soaked the bed this morning was just a dream.
Her poison never took effect, no blood was shed, no one in the house panicked, and no one went to inform Qu Shu.
As for Gu Zhi, he was simply busy practicing martial arts or doing official business the entire day and never came back.
She was very puzzled and pushed open the door, wanting to look for the little maid whom she had asked to go find Gu Zhi.
It was Asong, the one in charge, who was standing outside the door and saluted her.
"The girl is awake. Let's have dinner."
Before she could say the next word, the servant had already stepped back with his eyes downcast. A maid carrying a food tray flashed out from behind, came in, put it down, closed the door and left.
"Excuse me..." She opened the door.
Asong stood in the corridor, his expression indifferent, "Miss, is there anything else?"
"My illness...?"
"Mr. Qu Shu has cured you." After saying that, he turned and left.
She wasn't even given a chance to ask further questions.
She closed the door angrily and sat at the table in confusion.
But suddenly I realized that today's dishes were different from usual.
Normally, he seemed to guess that she had a light taste, so he mostly cooked some fresh seasonal vegetables, or some blanched shrimps, steamed fish, etc.
Today, it is liver tips, lung slices, five-red soup and sweet porridge.
They are all blood-replenishing dishes.
The only person who is qualified to give orders to the kitchen and will give orders to the kitchen for her is Gu Zhi.
Although he didn't even let her see him.
She lowered her eyes and looked at the dishes, feeling that they were a bit tricky.
Gu Zhi came, heard her sad words, "I have something to say before I die," saw her appearance, and even cured her.
But I just don't want to see her again.
He even specifically instructed his servants not to say a word to her.
Like she was some kind of plague.
It was obvious that they didn't interfere with each other and Gu Zhi didn't want to have anything to do with her anymore.
She didn't know what had angered him.
Or, it was anger; or, it was suspicion; or, it was an order from a more powerful person in the sect.
Or maybe he was avoiding it deliberately.
Why exactly?
Wu Dao once said that it was Song Yaojie who reminded him and pointed out some of her flaws, which aroused Gu Zhi's suspicion.
But unexpectedly, he didn't even want to ask her for confirmation, and didn't even give her a chance to explain.
What she didn't expect was that such a soft-hearted man would be so hard-hearted that he wouldn't even meet her after seeing her lying on the bed covered in blood and her last words being that she wanted to see him.
Was her previous feeling wrong? Had he always been just an acquaintance to her?
Her chopsticks rested on the greasy lung slices for a long time without picking up a single piece.
Finally, put down the chopsticks.
My head started to hurt again.
All the efforts I put in before were really in vain?
A pair of hands reached out from beside him. Wu Dao: "Give me a pair of chopsticks."
Nan Qiong Shuang: "Get lost."
Wu Dao: "You have no use for the chopsticks. You don't want to eat anymore, right?" Then he pulled the chopsticks directly from her fingers.
Nan Qiong Shuang rolled her eyes, "Have you never eaten?"
Wu Dao said nothing, just chewed and chewed.
a long time.
"It's delicious. Let's take his cook with us when we leave."
Nan Qiongshuang was so angry that she realized she was very hungry. She picked up the porridge, scooped it up and blew on it twice.
Wu Dao suddenly said, "This man really cares about you. He gave you so many good meals."
She was not happy to bring up the topic. "Which eye of yours saw this? You made such a big fuss, and you tried to use a self-torture trick, but he refused to even see me."
"I saw it with both of my own eyes." Wu Dao ate the liver tip with great relish. "The maid invited you twice, but you didn't come both times. The third time, you almost bled to death. I was just thinking about going down to check, when someone showed up."
"After I got here, I pretended to be calm. I was extremely nervous. There were so many people around, so I didn't dare show it. But then the doctor came and said there were two possible treatments for my condition."
"One is to stop the bleeding. But you also know that there is basically no cure for the Seven Black Fragrant Wood. It only treats the symptoms and not the root cause."
"The other one is Huiyuan Dan."
She scooped a spoonful of porridge and was about to drink it when she was stunned. "Hui Yuan Dan? Isn't that..."
Wu Dao nodded. "It's said to be 'a three-quarters effective in removing poison,' and one is worth a fortune. Since the death of the Medicine Monk, only nine remain in existence. Five went to the royal family, leaving only four in the martial arts world. It's called the Hui Yuan Dan."
"He used this thing to replace your Seven Black Incense Wood."
…
Nan Qiongshuang held the bowl, lowered her eyes, and was stunned for a long time.
For no reason, I remembered that sentence, "Miss Chu doesn't take care of herself at all."
He actually used this medicine to treat her?
To deal with a person whose origin is unknown, who has already caused suspicion in his heart, or who may lead him to an unkind and unjust situation, and therefore he has vowed not to have any contact with him?
Just because she was hurt by him, even though he knew she might have ulterior motives and was acting out the whole thing?
She didn't know what to say for a moment.
There are such fools in this world.
"So I say," Wu Dao put down the bowl, "Nan Qiong Shuang, well done."
He said, "You are as good as ever, handy."
Nan Qiong Shuang was silent.
After eating and drinking, Wu Dao disappeared into the shadows again.
Nan Qiong Shuang sat alone at the table, holding a spoon, and remained silent for a long time.
After a long time, she finally had to admit one thing.
Gu Zhi is different from all her previous mission targets.
He is a good man.
*
After enduring the attack of the Seven Black Fragrance Wood, as she expected, she didn't see Gu Zhi for a long time.
Even though she had written letters and delivered messages under the pretext of thanking him, she had also waited for him by the Calming Waterfall when he was punished again.
However, he went straight into the dense forest without even glancing at the boat by the stream.
She got herself into trouble and came back alone, and never did such things that went against her will again.
However, even though this line is stuck, what needs to be done still needs to be done.
We need to find another way to break the deadlock.
One night, Nan Qiongshuang lit a candle and spread a piece of paper on the desk.
Song Yaojie needs to think about how to deal with this.
Killing her would certainly be difficult, but if you absolutely must, there's nothing you can't do. It's just a matter of whether the energy required to kill her or the energy needed to cover up the crime afterwards outweighs the benefits of getting rid of her.
If Song Yaojie were gone, her only competitor on the mountain would disappear. She could unscrupulously whisper in the pillow of that soft-hearted, kind-hearted and innocent gentleman and win his heart as easily as taking something out of her purse.
With his heart, his life would be easy to take, let alone the jade token.
But, it is not easy to kill her.
"How to do it" is only the simplest problem; the difficult part is "how to get away with it".
Song Yaojie had been on the mountain for nearly twenty years, and had accumulated considerable prestige. She didn't seem to have any major conflicts with anyone else. She was a nice person, though a bit rigid.
I only had some unpleasantness with Nan Qiongshuang.
Besides, Nan Qiongshuang had just been up the mountain for a short time.
If something really happened, it would be that "as soon as the strange woman came up the mountain, she had an argument with the eldest sister. After that, for some reason, the young master distanced himself from the woman after talking with the eldest sister. After that, something happened to the eldest sister."
Even a fool could see that something was wrong. Besides, Gu Zhi was just soft-hearted, not stupid.
In addition, the attitude of the people in the mountains towards her was originally very subtle. Even if there was no evidence, most of them would believe that it was her - people would believe what they wanted to believe.
By then, even if there was no evidence, Gu Zhi would sooner or later suspect her as the rumor spread.
If that was true, she would not have been able to trick him into falling in love with her no matter how hard she tried from the day he became suspicious.
To eliminate Song Yaojie, she had to be proven innocent with irrefutable evidence. Either someone with influence in Yamauchi was willing to prove her innocence, or there was a murderer who was clearly visible to the public.
In other words, if she really wanted to kill Song Yaojie, no matter which way, she needed a chess piece now.
A chess piece that can either testify for her or take the blame for her.
She searched her memory and suddenly thought of someone.
Maybe you can give it a try.
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