Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
However, Mo Qiâs expression was filled with terror as he stepped back.â Your Highness is not here, but the sword⦠Miss Su, you can hold onto it and return it to Your Highness tomorrow.â
The blade still bore traces of unwashed blood.
Su Yingxue didnât understand why Mo Qiâs eyes were so fearful, but she glanced at the sword and indeed, it was stained!
If she were to return it, she should at least clean and polish it before doing so.
Wouldnât it be impolite otherwise?
âOn the eastern side of the Upper Forest Court, thereâs a spring. ATiss Su can go there to clean the sword,â Mo Qi kindly offered a location.
Su Yingxue smiled.â Thank you!â
Just as she was about to leave, Mo Qi let out a sigh of relief.
Suddenly, she turned back with the sword, and Mo Qiâs heart jumped to his throat.â Miss Su, whatâs the matter now?â n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âWhy are you so frightened of me?â Su Yingxue had been wondering about this since earlier.
Mo Qi was Chu Yihanâs right-hand man. His gaze wasnât this erratic when he looked at her before. Why did he now look like he had seen the King of the Underworld?
Mo Qiâs mouth twitched awkwardly. âMiss Su, aside from Your Highness, only the deceased have touched that sword.â
A deadly touch.
Now that she was carrying Chu Yihanâs sword, he was probably scared out of his wits!
This time, it was Su Yingxueâs turn to feel awkward.
She was holding the sword and it seemed she had to go.
But after she left, she turned back and reminded Mo Qi, âYour breathing is irregular, and your internal injuries are severe. Itâs better to rest well and reduce the dosage of atractylodes macrocephala and mugwort. Take care of yourself.â
Mo Qi was dumbfounded. Had Su Yingxue diagnosed him from a distance?
Before he could even say thank you, Su Yingxue had already disappeared.
She went to the back mountain to clean the sword.
Zi Wei followed her. Su Yingxue squatted by the stream scooped up the clear water, and meticulously wiped away the bloodstains from the blade. When she noticed the ancient and mysterious patterns on the sword, a sense of admiration surged within her.
It was said that the Qingfeng Sword ranked among the top three treasures in the Armament List. An ancient secret, it had not decayed over the years due to being soaked in so much blood. As a result, those with lower martial skills couldnât wield it and couldnât suppress the swordâs ominous aura.
Yet Chu Yihan had managed to tame it.
Su Yingxueâs respect for Chu Yihan overflowed.
She was so absorbed in her task that Zi Wei had to repeat three times in a hoarse voice, âDanger.â
Only then did she snap out of it.
Zi Wei and her had retreated to the stream. The small waterfall was concealed by dense forest and now, it was crowded with people.
They all carried a murderous aura.
Su Yingxue could sense that they were assassins, just like Zi Wei.
âLetâs go to the Silver Moon Pavilion,â Zi Wei whispered to her.
Su Yingxueâs eyes darkened. As expected, the Silver Moon Pavilion hadnât given up on pursuing her!
âSu Yingxue, where do you think you can run to this time?â A soft, mocking laughter sounded.
Her seductive face was laced with scorn. Clad in a long gown embroidered with a fiery red seven-petal lotus, she was exceptionally eye-catching in the twilight.
Su Yingxue raised an eyebrow, âPavilion Master Hong Lian, you went to great lengths to target me. But Iâm sorry to inform you that Iâve taken your lions as rewards.â
Hong Lianâs tone turned cold, âMiss Su is indeed clever, but those two beasts were just too useless!â
A faint smile tugged at the corners of Su Yingxueâs lips, âBeasts are only as good as their master.â
A malicious glint flashed in Hong Lianâs eyes. Su Yingxue was essentially calling her useless!
âSu Yingxue, do you truly believe you can escape today?â Hong Lian waved her hand, and the twelve hidden figures emerged from the shadows..