Chapter 33 Life and Death Tribulation "This woman is involved in a serious case; capture her alive."...
Ning Lu herself didn't know just how good the original owner's lightness skill was, she only knew that she never failed when needed.
Whether it's shaking off pursuers or leaping onto the roof beams at this moment.
The door was locked, and the room was completely silent.
The man who burst into the room didn't notice anything unusual. He pounced on Su Yun and grabbed her wrist tightly.
His short, round hand encircled her waist, as if to pin her against the wall. Just then, Su Yun, with her slender figure, bent slightly and slipped under his arm, nimbly dodging the attack.
When Lord Pan missed his target, it wasn't surprising; he simply squeezed his chubby cheeks together and put on a smile.
"My lady, that's not very obedient."
Ning Lu was horrified and disgusted by what she saw, but she couldn't rush down to help immediately, so she looked away uncomfortably.
Su Yun seemed to be used to this scene. She straightened her clothes and turned to walk out of the room.
The fluttering of his robes brushed against Lord Pan's face, and he immediately squinted and took a deep sniff, then followed two steps closer.
The two then strolled around the screen and disappeared from Ning Lu's sight.
A moment of silence fell over the room, followed by rustling sounds from outside and a heavy object falling to the ground.
The girl tried her best to control her voice, while the man's actions became increasingly intense and unrestrained.
There was a tearing sound as the cloth snapped, followed by a crisp slap.
"Damn it, you little bitch, do I need to remind you? You're mine now."
The voice that reached my ears again was no longer tender and affectionate, but rather vulgar and rude in a fit of anger.
With a loud thud, as if a heavy object had slammed onto the table, Su Yun's faint cry of pain could be heard.
"I am but a courtesan, unworthy of your virtue. You should seek another beautiful woman."
"It's not up to you." The man sneered, followed by two muffled thuds.
A moment later, Su Yun was carried into the inner room by Lord Pan on his shoulder.
With a slight turn of his slightly plump body, he rolled Su Yun onto the bed. Before Su Yun could get up, the man immediately pressed down on her firmly.
Lord Pan was not short, and his belly was round. He was squeezed onto the bed, and no matter how much the girl tried to push him away, she was powerless to resist.
As Su Yun fiercely tore at the pot, the washstand beside the bed collapsed with a crash. Despite the chaos inside the room, the guard outside remained unmoved.
Ning Lu was furious and was about to roll over and land when she saw those crimson eyes staring intently at her. She shook her head, suppressing her anger.
"Do you think Prince Jing will still care about you, you little slut? Your friend will be killed by the prince sooner or later. You'd better obey me and submit to me. I'll take you into my household and make you my concubine. That way, you can at least save your life."
"Do you not know whether you want to be a lonely ghost in the dungeon or enjoy endless wealth and glory?"
The filthy, greasy pig's trotters weaved around Su Yun's waist, and no matter how she tried to dodge, she couldn't escape.
Yet, not a single tear fell from those eyes that were fixed on Ning Lu; instead, they were filled with unwavering resolve.
Ning Lu swallowed silently, her eyes wide.
Large tears slid down her cheeks and fell straight to the ground without her noticing.
She didn't know what kind of relationship the original owner had with Su Yun.
For the first time, she hoped to hear the original owner's voice and tell herself what she would do if she were in her shoes.
Unfortunately, things in this world never went as she wished.
There was no fourth person in the room, and no one could make decisions for her.
Hiss—
The hem of the skirt was torn.
Clang—
Snap!
The vase breaks.
Pan stopped abruptly and turned around blankly to look at Ning Lu, who had suddenly appeared behind him like a ghost.
His trembling hand pointed directly at Ning Lu's nose, as if he knew who had come.
Before the man could speak, Su Yun, who was pinned to the bed, reacted first and pulled back the covers to cover his mouth.
Blood gushed out and slid down from the man's head.
The man didn't struggle for long before his eyes rolled back and he passed out.
"Are you crazy?"
The man on the bed was a limp mass of flesh, unconscious. Su Yun checked his breathing and, confirming he was still alive, breathed a sigh of relief.
She tugged at Ning Lu's sleeve, quite surprised by her impulsive actions today.
"His men are everywhere outside, what are we going to do now?"
She spoke in a low voice, glancing towards the door as she spoke.
"If you don't want to do it with him, are there any other options besides this?"
Sensing the reproach in her tone, Ning Lu asked in confusion.
In her mind, it's either overturn the table or submit; there's never a middle ground.
Her words were so blunt that Su Yun was speechless when she was asked them a question. She leaned against the bed railing and gently fanned herself with her hand at her temple.
"You're acting really strange today."
"So what am I usually like?"
Ning Lu took the opportunity to elicit information.
"Usually?" Su Yun raised an eyebrow and tilted her head, exuding charm and playfulness: "Usually I'm ridiculously cautious, but today I'm ridiculously impulsive."
She wanted to ask more, but then she saw that the person on the bed was showing signs of struggling again.
The two exchanged a glance, a sense of panic rising within them.
"Why is he waking up so soon?"
In TV dramas, people can often faint for a short while, right?
"You still have time to worry about him? Hurry up and go."
Su Yun straightened up and gently patted her shoulder, then looked at the door and then at the window.
"Never mind, let's go through the window."
Ning Lu held down her helpless hands and made a decision.
She jumped onto the windowsill first and reached out to pull her back.
Seeing her actions, Su Yun froze for a moment, her eyes reddening, and she laughed and scolded, "Are you stupid? How are you going to leave with me in your arms?"
"If you stay here, what will you do if he wakes up?"
"I have my own way. You should leave now."
Su Yun lowered her voice and nudged her: "Don't go back to Changzhou recently. Prince Jing is after you. Don't worry about me."
"Su Yun!"
Seeing that she was really going to close the window, Ning Lu blurted out.
The man looked up abruptly upon hearing the sound, his eyes wide with shock.
"We're friends, right? I can't just abandon you like this."
"Going out like that? You must be really stupid."
Su Yun laughed and scolded, but before she could say anything more, the person on the bed started moaning. She could only urge him, "What kind of friends are we? We're just enemies. Go away and don't come back."
The window slammed shut behind me, and guards were patrolling right below me.
Ning Lu dared not make a sound. She turned her head slightly and saw that she was almost suspended in the air. Her legs immediately trembled and she dared not think of anything else.
She crouched low and shuffled along the roof ridge, step by step, treading on the bricks and tiles. She hadn't gone two steps when she heard shouts coming from inside Yanchun Tower, and hordes of soldiers swarmed out.
Even more observant people spotted Ning Lu crawling in the shadows under the eaves. With a sharp shout, dozens of people gathered on the street beneath her feet.
She had never seen anything like it before. No longer caring about being careful, she leaped up and flew over the roof tiles.
The wind whistled past her ears, and when she turned around, she had already passed several streets and alleys. Ning Lu was surprised to find that she had been running so fast that her feet were as light as a feather, and she had not kicked over a single brick or tile.
"It's really that amazing!"
She looked back at the road she had come from, and in the blink of an eye, Yan Chunlou was far behind. The officials and soldiers of the governor's mansion had long been left behind. Looking ahead, the gate of Changzhou City was not far away.
The city gates were already locked by then. If she found a small path to climb over, and was lucky, she could still get back to Yingxian before dawn.
Normally, if I come home a little late, they'll give me a piece of their mind. But tonight, I'm not coming home all night. Who knows what kind of strange and sarcastic remarks my husband will give me.
Ning Lu took a breath and was trying to come up with an excuse to fob off this great immortal when a dark figure suddenly blocked her way.
"Miss Liu, where are you going?"
The newcomer stood in front, holding a long sword in reverse, his eyes filled with sharp killing intent.
Ning Lu suddenly stopped and saw who it was.
Zhao Yue, the scarred man?
In her memory, the original owner could only fall off a cliff to die when she faced him. Ning Lu was not stupid and did not intend to confront him head-on, so she turned around and ran away.
At the end of the long street, the clanging of armor filled the air as a dozen soldiers lined up and immediately blocked the way.
"I've heard you're incredibly skilled in light-footed martial arts, able to come and go without a trace. Today there are no cliffs or steep walls, just city walls all around. Let's see where you can escape to."
Zhao Yue pressed closer, the scars on his face appearing even more grotesque in the moonlight.
Ning Lu was forced to retreat and looked around, discovering that soldiers with bows and arrows were also standing on the city walls on both sides.
The soldiers behind them stepped forward with spears, and the circle shrank smaller and smaller.
What a grand display!
Was the original owner really that powerful?
"Even if I were to say how much the Prime Minister's mansion cherishes you, it wouldn't be this much?"
"I don't understand what you're talking about."
"You don't need to understand." Zhao Yue drew his sword and held it level, clearly ready for a fight.
She's not the original owner of this body, how could she possibly be a match for him!
Ning Lu roared inwardly, groping around for a long time before finally pulling out a handful of melon seeds from her pocket.
The opponent pushed off with force, soaring through the air and arriving in front of them in an instant.
Without thinking too much, in her haste, she could only use the melon seeds in her hand as projectiles and throw them out with all her might.
With a clanging sound, the melon seeds struck the long sword, actually forcing Zhao Yue to take a few steps back.
Ning Lu saw a glimmer of hope and, like a slippery eel, dodged left and right, trying to avoid the soldiers blocking her way.
"This woman is involved in a serious crime; capture her alive."
At a shout, the dozen or so soldiers immediately swarmed forward.
She was unarmed and caught in a dilemma, knowing she was truly doomed. But lying down and surrendering would be too humiliating, so she had no choice but to fight back fiercely.
The original owner's skillful technique, combined with her desperate determination, actually allowed her to carve out a path for herself.
Seeing a path to survival appear before her, Ning Lu was secretly delighted and rushed forward. Just then, the other party kicked her in the chest, forcing her to fall to the ground with a thud.
Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen spears were pressed tightly against Ning Lu's body, pinning her down.
Zhao Yue brushed the dust off his clothes, waved to the guards, and stepped on Ning Lu's shoulder.
"Miss Liu, you're not smart."
He bent down, grabbed her chin, and pulled her upper body up from the ground, his smile full of sinister smugness after his success.
Ning Lu felt a sharp pain from his calloused hands, as if she had been stung by a snake or scorpion, and leaned back forcefully.
She had been injured in the fight, and every movement aggravated her wounds, causing her to tremble with pain. She could only silently purse her lips and stare intently at the person in front of her.
Where is the jade pendant?
This person is unreasonable.
Ning Lu couldn't help but glance at him sideways; it was clearly him who had taken the jade pendant from the pawnshop.
"You're not going to tell me?"
Zhao Yue chuckled, weighed the long sword that had fallen to the ground, and pressed the blade against Ning Lu's neck.
The wind was biting cold, and the metal felt piercingly sharp. She couldn't help but shiver and shrink away, looking away.
Unable to see the current situation clearly, she simply stopped talking.
Anyway, this isn't the first time someone has tried to kill her since she transmigrated.
If you close your eyes and open them again, you might start a new game.
Seeing that she really wouldn't say anything, Zhao Yue increased the pressure on her neck.
The pulse throbbing within the sharp blade grew closer and closer, and Ning Lu subconsciously gripped the clothes beneath her.
I'm afraid this time it's really over...
Hopefully, that clever Ji Amin will find the money under her mattress himself and take the time to collect her body.
Forget it, with his frail health, even collecting his body would probably take half his life. He should save that money to buy himself medicine.
That being said, to still have such wild thoughts on the verge of death, she must have some guts, right?
"General, wait!"
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