Murong Zheng's eyes darkened slightly, and Ji Jiuying didn't forget to turn around and give him a cold glance. Neither of them made a sound, just quietly watching the scene ahead.
Whoosh! Several shadowy figures, almost blending into the night, appeared at the Princess's mansion. Without disturbing the formation or anyone else, they headed straight for Ji Jiuying's courtyard.
Judging from their movements, they were probably no ordinary assassins. Ji Jiuying's expression turned serious. She turned to look at Murong Zheng, then leaped away from the Princess's mansion. The men in black also noticed the noise.
"Chase."
Murong Zheng looked ahead in confusion. Those people were clearly there to kill her, so why was she deliberately making noise?
"Little sister, you're not our target this time. You're just unlucky to have run into us."
Ji Jiuying looked at the three people surrounding her and said in a cold, beautiful voice, "Your target is Princess Anping?"
"What harm is there in telling you to a dying man?" the assassin sneered.
Ji Jiuying remained calm. She smiled faintly, like a blooming red spider lily, her smile chilling and bloodthirsty. "Don't you know that the worst thing for an assassin is to talk too much?"
"Time's almost up!"
The assassin's eyes turned cold. "Since you want to die quickly, then so be it!"
The assassins were about to step forward when a sudden weakness overwhelmed them, causing them to collapse to their knees with a thud. Startled, one of the assassins glared angrily at Ji Jiuying, "You bitch, when did you poison me!"
"You don't even know when I poisoned you, yet you dare to dream of killing me? Don't you think that's ridiculous?"
Ji Jiuying looked at the three people in front of her with a half-smile.
The assassins finally realized that the person in front of them was their target.
Ji Jiuying slowly released her spiritual energy from her palm, searching the souls of the three. After a moment, she sneered, "You've traveled a long way from Tianmen Mountain to Cangyue, it must have been arduous. Failing to complete the mission means certain death anyway, so why not..."
As the words fell, blood gushed out, and the assassins collapsed to the ground with grotesque, gruesome wounds on their necks.
Ji Jiuying casually took out a special powder and poured it on the corpse. Within moments, the corpse turned into a pool of dirty water, mixing with the soil on the ground.
"Haven't you seen enough yet?"
Ji Jiuying spoke coldly to the air.
Murong Zheng emerged from the darkness and stared intently at her.
Ji Jiuying glanced coldly at Murong Zheng. This man was like a leech, following her everywhere, impossible to shake off or kill.
"come over!"
Murong Zheng didn't understand what she was going to do, but he still obediently approached.
"Hands out."
Murong Zheng did as instructed. The cool touch on his wrist made his brown eyes deepen, his lips tighten, and his ears involuntarily pop out. He panicked and a look of helplessness flashed across his face. He quickly covered them with his hands, afraid of frightening Ji Jiuying.
Ji Jiuying looked up but didn't show any unusual expression, focusing only on taking his pulse.
She knew that if she didn't help him, he would keep following her.
"Aren't you afraid of me doing this?" Even though he didn't detect any unusual emotions in her eyes, he still wanted to ask her.
"What's there to be afraid of? You don't eat people!"
Murong Zheng raised the corner of his eye slightly, but when he heard the last sentence, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes. He didn't eat people, but he would suck their blood... He didn't say anything and just quietly watched her carefully taking his pulse.
Ji Jiuying didn't notice his emotional change. Her eyes flickered slightly. Why was his aura so similar to that of the Green Fox? Could he also be a demon? Combining this with what A Yue had said before, Ji Jiuying had a guess in her mind.
"Actually, this isn't an illness; it's just that you're meant to be this way!"
Murong Zheng looked at her with a puzzled expression. Seeing his puzzled look, Ji Jiuying said, "If I'm not mistaken, you are half-human and half-demon. Your mother is a demon and your father is a human. If you want to maintain a normal human appearance, you have to drink human blood."
Murong Zheng looked up. Was his mother a demon? Was he half-human and half-demon? His father had never mentioned any of this to him, only telling him that he was ill.
"Can you help me!"
Ji Jiuying's eyes flickered slightly. "How did you know I could help you?"
"Your blood is fine."
"You can tell where I am by the smell of blood?"
Murong Zheng nodded. Ji Jiuying recalled what had happened in the wine cellar and suddenly felt a chill run down her spine at the sight of the person in front of her.
"I won't let you drink my blood, but I can help you suppress the demonic nature within you."
As soon as they finished speaking, a cold wind suddenly blew around them, and the two looked around warily.
A languid, seductive voice came from the shadows, "What a clever little beauty. No wonder that man fell for her; even I'm starting to fall for her."
Ji Jiuying and Murong Zheng's expressions turned cold, and when they saw the person in the darkness, their breath caught in their throats.
A man emerged from the darkness, dressed in a dark red brocade robe trimmed with purple and gold threads. His features were sharp and distinct, his lips slightly upturned, his smile carrying a hint of wicked charm. His deep eyes seemed to be smiling but not quite, yet they held a chilling edge. He was exceptionally handsome, unlike any ordinary person.
This person's name is Yuezhu...
This man looks exactly like Gong Mingyue... but Ji Jiuying knew he wasn't Gong Mingyue the moment she saw him.
[Jiu'er, I want you to look at me, remember my every smile and frown, every little detail, and even my scent.]
Ji Jiuying suddenly remembered the strange things A Yue had said to her before. Who was this person in front of her who looked exactly like A Yue?
Murong Zheng also realized that the man in front of him was not the same person he had seen before. He stood warily in front of Ji Jiuying and protected her firmly behind him.
The evil fire in the space instantly flared up, "Woman, this man is so strong, just like your man. Never confront him head-on."
Ji Jiuying glanced at Murong Zheng, then looked up at the moon candle in front of her, "Who exactly are you?"
Yuezhu smiled wickedly, "Who am I? I'm your man of the near future~"
Murong Zheng's brown eyes were slightly red, and he looked at the arrogant Yue Zhu with a hint of murderous intent. Yue Zhu noticed his gaze, glanced at Murong Zheng out of the corner of his eye, and smiled sarcastically, "What an eyesore of a half-demon. Why don't I kill him and then have a good chat with the little guy to improve our relationship?"
With a flick of his sleeve, Murong Zheng was struck by a gust of wind, crashing into a tree and spitting out a mouthful of blood. Before he could get up, the overwhelming pressure rendered him completely immobile.
Murong Zheng stared intently at Yue Zhu with his brown eyes. Yue Zhu sneered, "Someone like you wants to protect her?"
"Your eyes are quite nice, though; you could take them off and freeze them..."
Ji Jiuying stood in front of Murong Zheng, her hand unconsciously tightening its grip on the Frost Bracelet, coldly staring at Yue Zhu, "What exactly do you want?"
"Didn't I already say I wanted to chat with you to deepen our relationship..."
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