Although the guards left behind by Shang Xiye were all top-notch experts, the black-clad, masked men were numerous and their attacks were fierce. The guards were unable to cope and gradually fell into defeat.
Due to an oversight, several vials of medicine were mixed with a handful of caltrops and thrown into the room.
Spring-scented grass, drooping dragon vine, flowing flower...
These are all top-grade medicines that damage the skin, promote blood circulation, and remove blood stasis, enabling women to have abortions and sterilizations.
Ji Fengyao was unable to get out of the bathtub, nor could she make a sound to ask someone to open the window and disperse the medicine in the room.
Well, it's better to be physically injured than to go mad from practicing qi cultivation.
Human life is finite. These medicines that harm fertility may be irreversible for an ordinary woman. But she is a cultivator, and cultivators have long lives. Once her cultivation is strong enough, she can refine pills to restore her health.
Just as Ji Fengyao was forced to give up resisting, there was a soft sound from the back window.
Ji Fengyao's tightly closed eyes twitched slightly.
Of all the people she knew, only Black Owl liked to climb through her back window. Was the person who came in Black Owl?
Suddenly, she felt a light veil covering her head and face. Ji Fengyao couldn't help but open her eyes a crack and, through the hazy white veil, saw a figure in blue opening all the back windows of the room.
"Calm down and focus, don't get distracted, I'm watching over you," came the clear and familiar voice.
However, Ji Fengyao's mind was already deeply disturbed. At this moment, there was a strange man in the room, and the sounds of weapons clashing outside were incessant and the fighting was fierce. It was difficult for her to remain focused.
Seeing that the light veil covering Ji Fengyao's head was trembling uncomfortably, the young man in the green robe walked to the chair outside the screen, sat down, took the jade flute from his waist, put it inside the white veil on his hat, and gently played it.
The melodious sound of a flute drifts in, carried on the moonlit night, like a gentle, warm rain seeping into the heart, bringing joy and tranquility.
The clear sound of the flute suppressed the noise from the outside world.
Ji Fengyao intended to calm her mind and quickly returned to a state of complete absorption, fully activating the "Gathering Spirit Technique".
Those outside were startled when they heard the sound of a flute coming from the middle room.
Xi Que pushed open the door and entered, and was taken aback when she saw the young man in a blue robe sitting upright inside: "You...who are you...?"
During a break in the music, the young man in the blue robe flicked his finger and knocked the magpie unconscious on the ground, then swept his sleeve and closed the door again.
At this moment, two more figures rushed over from Qingwan.
One of them approached the masked man in black, the one with the red emblem on his sleeve, and whispered, "Did you succeed? The Ninth Prince's men are back."
The man nodded: "Got it, let's get out of here!"
The other masked men in black, upon receiving the order, retreated towards the outside of Qingyuan. However, they unexpectedly ran into Wushang and Wuzhong, the secret guards who had returned earlier, and the two sides were caught up in an even more intense and fierce battle.
The young man in the green robe noticed that Ji Fengyao behind the screen had entered a meditative state. He put away his jade flute, walked slowly to the magpie lying unconscious on the ground, let out a soft "chi" laugh, bent down and picked up the magpie horizontally, and placed it on the cool couch in the room.
I walked around the room a few times.
The young man in the blue robe took out a brush and ink, picked up the brush, and wrote a line of large characters: "If there is any further oversight, there will be no more Ninth Princess in the world."
After thinking for a moment, he wrote down three small characters in a flourish: Young Master.
When Shang Xiye and Hei Xiao returned, the battle in Qingyuan was nearing its end.
Upon seeing them return, the masked men in black, who had not yet escaped, knew that escape was hopeless. They ceased their resistance and decisively bit off the poison sacs between their teeth, committing suicide.
"How is the Princess Consort?" Shang Xiye asked Wu Shang and Wu Zhong as soon as she entered the room.
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