Chapter 132 Thrilling
Xiao Songyan originally intended to take advantage of Meng Lingge while she was unconscious to vent his anger.
If you spend a fortune and a lot of effort to get a beautiful woman, how can you not enjoy the fear and pleas of your prey when it is being hunted?
But now, instead of submitting, his prey mocked and ridiculed him, which made him lose his temper. Ignoring the presence of his two subordinates, he threw his longsword to the ground and reached for Meng Lingge's collar with both wolf claws, preparing to strip her clothes off.
Meng Lingge had been waiting for this moment. Before Xiao Songyan's claws even touched her collar, she felt a chill on her wrist. A sharp knife, gleaming coldly in the night, was already pressed against her wrist pulse.
Meng Lingge gripped his wrist with one hand and held the sharp knife Wen Zhiming had given her tightly with the other, watching the two subordinates who were about to rush over.
"Don't move. If you frighten me, your young master Xiao's life will be in danger if I strike again."
The two henchmen quickly took a step back.
The woman's eyes were cold and sharp; she didn't seem to be trying to scare them. The young master's life couldn't be risked.
Xiao Songyan watched in disbelief as his prey instantly turned the tide.
He remembered that he had clearly instructed his men to tie Meng Lingge's hands up, and he had even checked that they were tied very tightly.
How could this woman untie the ropes and produce a sharp knife in just a few words?
Xiao Songyan's lustful desires slowly cooled down, and he forced himself to remain calm.
"Don't do anything reckless. If you hurt me, you'll surely die."
Meng Lingge swiftly turned the sharp knife around and moved it to Xiao Songyan's neck. "These are the words I should be saying to you."
She was glad that she had kept the small knife that Wen Zhiming had given her hidden in her sleeve. When she was just woken up by the cold water, she immediately used her bound hands to hook the sharp knife out of her sleeve.
The room was dimly lit. While she was talking to Xiao Songyan, she used a sharp knife to cut the ropes binding her hands. She then deliberately provoked Xiao Songyan, forcing him to drop the weapon and reveal his weakness.
Although Meng Lingge had the upper hand for the time being, she knew that this place was deserted and that the enemy had more people and better weapons than her, so she was still in great danger.
Meng Lingge used a sharp knife to force Xiao Songyan to stand up, keeping the knife close to his neck, while she slowly retreated behind him.
"Where have you put my maid and guards?"
Xiao Songyan felt deeply humiliated, gave a cold snort, and remained silent. Since he didn't speak, his two subordinates dared not respond either.
Meng Lingge decisively pushed the dagger forward, and bright red blood flowed down the tip of the blade.
Xiao Songyan cried out in pain and gritted his teeth, saying, "The person I'm looking for is you. I don't have time to deal with those useless people. They're all still in the inn."
"What poison did you give us, and when?"
"It was just a little bit of sleeping potion. The innkeeper gave us lotus flower pastries as a gift. I guessed the time was right and figured it was time to deliver them to your table, so I sneaked into the storeroom beforehand and put some sleeping potion in the two outermost boxes of lotus flower pastries."
No wonder they still fell victim to the poison even though they had tested every dish for poison.
The lotus flower pastries were delivered by the innkeeper after the meal, so we didn't bother to test for poison; each of us just tasted one or two pieces.
It was precisely this moment of carelessness that led to their downfall.
Meng Lingge knew that Xiao Songyan wouldn't lie at this moment, so she simply continued to ask.
"Why do you insist on pursuing me so relentlessly? It seems there is no deep-seated hatred between us."
She had been away from the capital for five days and had traveled more than 300 li.
Just because he rejected Xiao Songyan's marriage proposal to his third sister, he held such a grudge that he tracked her down for hundreds of miles to take revenge. This man is too paranoid.
But recalling the desire and madness in Xiao Songyan's eyes when he tried to take off her clothes, it's possible that he was blinded by lust and would stop at nothing for the sake of his lower body.
Regardless of the reason, her decision to reject this man's marriage proposal on behalf of her third sister was a wise one.
Xiao Songyan was filled with shame and indignation at the question.
He chased after her partly out of anger and partly out of lust, but now that Meng Lingge was looking at him like he was a fool, he certainly couldn't admit it.
He spoke with conviction.
"Of course it's a blood feud. Since ancient times, the hatred of killing one's father and the hatred of stealing one's wife are the things that men cannot tolerate the most. I am deeply in love with Xi Yao, but you insist on separating us. For me, this is no less than the hatred of stealing one's wife. Of course, I must avenge this."
"Oh? Is that so?" Meng Lingge smiled faintly, neither confirming nor denying.
But her smile quickly reminded Xiao Songyan of his earlier attempt to tear Meng Lingge's clothes, making his deep affection seem unfounded and a joke.
Xiao Songyan's face flushed red as he stiffly retorted, "What do you know? I was just getting revenge. You're the one who prevented me from marrying Xi Yao, so isn't it only right that I teach you a lesson? I can't sleep with Xi Yao, so sleeping with you can make up for it a little... Ah, stop..."
The knife tip went in half a step further, Meng Lingge's face darkened, "Stop making excuses for your shamelessness. Neither Xi Yao nor I are people you can covet. If you say another offensive word, I'll send you to hell so you can have a good talk with the King of Hell."
Blood dripped down, and Xiao Songyan's face turned from red to white. He tried his best to pull his neck back, "No, I won't say anything, please don't be impulsive..."
Although he had thought many times along the way that he would risk his life to get his hands on Meng Lingge, now that a knife was at his throat, he still valued his life extremely.
Meng Lingge forced him to leave, shouting, "Tell your men to get out of the way and not to follow, or I'll take you down with me."
It was already night, and although she didn't want to walk in the mountains at night, she couldn't stay here with three grown men. If she relaxed even slightly, she would likely be controlled by them again.
Leaving alone wouldn't be an option against these men, so the only way to have a chance of winning was to take Xiao Songyan with them and leave together.
Xiao Songyan didn't quite believe that Meng Lingge would die with him, but he didn't dare to gamble with his own life, so he had no choice but to obey Meng Lingge's orders and be taken hostage by her out of the dilapidated temple.
“Listen to her, don’t follow us.”
Tonight, the moonlight is faint, just enough to see the path beneath my feet.
This dilapidated temple is located halfway up the mountain, with only a winding path leading down the mountain. The sounds of insects and birds all around, along with the swaying shadows of the trees in the wind, create a somewhat eerie and terrifying atmosphere.
But Meng Lingge still thought it was even more terrifying to spend a night with three men with ulterior motives.
It had rained a few days ago, making the mountain road rugged and difficult to traverse, and the descent at night was even more fraught with danger.
Moreover, Meng Lingge was also holding someone hostage, making the situation even more dangerous.
As they passed a steep cliff, Xiao Songyan took advantage of Meng Lingge's unpreparedness and tripped her with his leg. He then tried to snatch the dagger from Meng Lingge's hand. The two fought fiercely and both tumbled off the cliff.
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