Xie Lingqin had barely caught a glimpse of the dark light in Yuwen Xian's eyes when, almost with lightning speed, her sword rose, her shadow appeared, and the cold light of her sword was chilling.
With nowhere to avoid it and nowhere to hide, Xie Lingqin frowned deeply...
"Thud." The sound of swords piercing flesh was extremely deep.
"Your Highness..."
"king……"
One after the other, came the voices of the Prefect of the Capital and Xie Lingyu, who was initially furious but was now terrified.
On the ground, at that critical moment when Xie Lingqin hesitated to react, it was Tinglan, who was covered in wounds, who suddenly flew over to take the sword for her.
Tinglan collapsed, lying in a pool of blood, tears streaming down her face. She just stared stubbornly at Xie Lingqin, "...You, you...be alright." But as soon as she finished speaking, she closed her eyes. Even in death, she never called out Xie Lingqin's name.
For her, it was enough that the young lady had come back to save her from such danger.
Foolish! Xie Lingqin wanted to say that she could have Xie Lingyu take the sword, but... was Tinglan, that silly girl, afraid that if Xie Lingyu was injured or died, it would implicate her?
The bright red on the ground, in that instant, felt like a mountain wind was about to blow, making my heart clench.
Xie Lingqin was not afraid of blood or death. In her previous life, as an assassin, she had taken countless lives—politicians, businessmen, celebrities. She was always cold and ruthless, her hand moving swiftly and without flinching. In this new life, she had already vowed in her heart that she would live only for herself. But at this moment, looking at the blood of a little girl, her fingers clenched tightly, her knuckles turning white, and anger surged within her.
However, suppressing the surging internal energy, Xie Lingqin looked at the Prince Xian with utmost calmness, still maintaining a male voice, "The dignified Prince Xian is so insidious, truly a disgrace to his reputation, rotten inside and out."
"How dare you insult my prince!"
"Also, I forgot to mention, this maid, I'm sure Your Highness remembers her too. She was the personal maid of the eldest daughter of the General's Mansion. Now that she's dead, the eldest daughter of the General's Mansion must be heartbroken." Xie Lingqin spoke these words in a very calm tone, but every word she uttered was meaningful to both the speaker and the listener.
Especially the Prefect of the Capital, who was standing nearby, felt that he might have overheard something suggestive.
This maidservant is supposed to be the eldest daughter's maid, but she's been beaten so badly all over, and she clearly came from the second daughter's room...
Then, judging from the expressions and emotions of Prince Xian and the second young lady of the General's Mansion just now...
Such ruthless actions... could it be that the Prince Xian not only broke off the engagement but also wanted to eliminate them all, and even had an affair with the second young lady of the General's Mansion...
At this moment, the face of Prince Yuwen Xian was very dark and gloomy.
Xie Lingqin sneered, like a ghost from hell. Her eyes, as deep as an icy pool, finally turned to the terrified Xie Lingyu. Her fingertips scraped Xie Lingyu's face, her voice as cold as bloodlust, "Second Miss Xie, be careful, you might be next."
"You lecherous scoundrel, I'm going to kill you..." Xie Lingyu finally regained his voice after a long pause.
However, Xie Lingqin sneered as she watched the guards approach step by step. Then, she suddenly raised her hand and slashed Xie Lingyu's face hard. As blood splattered, she pushed Xie Lingyu away and disappeared into the distance.
But as he turned around, he glanced once more at Tinglan's body lying in a pool of blood, and all he felt was coldness.
"Yuwen Xian, I swear I will never let you live. If I live, you will die. I will make sure you die without a burial place." The voice came, each word piercing the heart, making Yuwen Xian's heart tremble. Then he waved his hand and said in a deep voice, "Take him alive."
The wind is blowing, making everything a mess.
Xie Lingqin ran desperately. Because of the internal energy that had suddenly appeared in her body, she had been able to leap far away. When she looked back, no one was chasing her, but she could no longer run.
Xie Lingqin leaned against the wall, panting heavily, sweat dripping from her forehead.
"You helped me. If you can help me again, I will definitely repay you." The next moment, Xie Lingqin, whose eyelids were barely open, suddenly spoke to the shadows.
The voice was cold and clear.
She knew someone was lurking in the shadows.
There must be someone there.
Whoever helped her, it means that, at the very least, they weren't Yuwen Xian's friends.
The enemy of my enemy is my friend.
Before Xie Lingqin fainted, she had no choice but to take a gamble.
The world spun around me, I felt dizzy and confused, and all sounds vanished in an instant.
The bloody battles and fierce battles of her past life, the trust she had painstakingly built, ended with a dozen pistols pointed at her head...
"Qing Ji, you deserve to die."
"Bang."
Xie Lingqin suddenly opened her eyes, her gaze instantly turning as cold as ice, startling the maid who was wiping her forehead. However, she showed no panic.
"How long was I unconscious?" Xie Lingqin asked, ignoring her question and pressing her with her tone.
"One hour." Before the maid could answer, the swaying beaded curtain was lifted, and a smiling face came in.
Upon seeing the newcomer, the young maidservant bowed and stepped back.
Xie Lingqin looked at the man's figure that suddenly blocked a patch of light, and her eyes darkened almost imperceptibly.
The man wore a purple brocade robe of exceptional quality, his steps were light and graceful, his peach-colored eyes were slightly narrowed, he was handsome and carefree, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of bright smiles.
Although he looked harmless, the smile didn't reach his eyes; every glance was a shrewd, penetrating scrutiny.
Moreover, he doesn't seem to be an ordinary person.
"Was it you who saved me?" Xie Lingqin asked, only to find that her voice was hoarse, even hoarser than before.
Xie Lingqin has a very good memory, so she naturally remembers everything that happened before she fell into a coma.
Yu Qingyi stepped forward, smiled and nodded, "When a normal person wakes up at this time, shouldn't they ask where they are and who you are? But you asked first how long you've been unconscious."
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