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Her hand searched the table, gripping a bronze candlestick tightly. She was enduring it; until the last moment, she really did not want to strike him. Uncle Qi's body was weak, had always been weak, and he might not be able to withstand her blows...
Uncle Qi suddenly broke into a smile, that smile blossoming on his ice-cold handsome face with endless charm.
"As long as you obey me, I will treat you well, no longer pursue your crimes, and only be good to you in this life." His gaze was so infatuated, so fearless, a challenge to the world. He was not afraid, not afraid of people, not afraid of thunder striking down, not afraid of guilt; he feared nothing.
As he spoke, he was already loosening his belt. With his movements, his handsome face returned to an expressionless state; each of his actions evoked not seduction but a coldness laced with deadly sensuality.
But she was scared!
San Chun finally raised her hand, closed her eyes, unable to look at him in his bloodied state. If she could truly choose, she would rather that the one hitting him was someone else.
At that moment, a muffled sound was heard; Uncle Qi had already slumped against her chest.
It wasn't her who struck; it was someone behind Uncle Qi. That person looked at her with a slight smirk, "Your brother is really a lovesick fool."
San Chun gasped for breath and pushed Uncle Qi aside, asking, "How did you get here?" She hadn't expected Zhong Xue to appear here.
Zhong Xue snorted lightly, still angry. Anyone would have a sour expression seeing their woman being bullied by someone else.
He said, "It was Ju Rong who brought me in."
Kazama had gone out to arrange everything. He walked back and forth in Ju Mansion, feeling increasingly uneasy for reasons he couldn't pinpoint. As time passed, this feeling grew stronger. Eventually, he could no longer stay put and asked Ju Rong to take him into the palace.
Ju Rong naturally disagreed; it was already past the hour of Shen. If they were to enter the palace now, with his old face, he might be willing to risk it, but others might not be so accommodating.
Zhong Xue didn't care about that; he grabbed Ju Rong and headed outside. Ju Rong couldn't resist and felt too embarrassed to shout for help, so he could only be forcibly taken to Yan Palace. All the way there, he felt incredibly awkward; he didn't want his daughter to marry him at all—there was no decorum in this situation; what kind of nonsense was this?
He cursed inwardly but dared not speak out loud, having to put on a brave face and negotiate with the guards, claiming he had urgent business with the king.
Just then, they happened to run into Eunuch Cui at the palace gate. Eunuch Cui had a good relationship with him and was returning to the palace after handling some affairs outside, so he brought them inside.
Uncle Qi's palace had no guards, which was a significant flaw. His residence was also remote, making it unlikely for anyone to pass by. If an assassin were to come in, there would be no witnesses.
The two easily arrived at the king's sleeping quarters. Ju Rong hesitated and refused to enter the hall. Zhong Xue, however, didn't care; once he left Yan Kingdom, could anyone chase him to Wei Kingdom? He walked in alone and happened to see Uncle Qi pinning San Chun down on the bed.
Zhong Xue was not one to tolerate such sights. Without a second thought, he grabbed a candlestick and struck from behind. Uncle Qi fell instantly, indicating that he had put considerable strength into the blow.
San Chun was worried about Uncle Qi's injury and leaned down to check him. The back of his head was covered in blood, but when she checked for breath, he was still alive, though his consciousness was hazy.
She complained, "You too, why did you have to be so ruthless?"
After taking out some wound medicine to treat his injury, Zhong Xue impatiently waited beside her. "If you don't leave now, it will be too late."
San Chun ignored him, so he had no choice but to say, "Ju Rong is outside; I'll call him in to help treat his wounds."
He turned around and pulled Ju Rong inside. Upon seeing him, San Chun finally felt relieved and handed the wound medicine to Ju Rong, urging him to quickly summon the imperial physician.
Ju Rong forced a bitter smile; now that they had left, wasn't this just pushing the big trouble onto him? Anyone who saw this scene would likely think he was the one who had done it.
Though he wanted to ignore it, he feared that if the king truly died, he would have no choice but to take responsibility. He accepted the wound medicine and began applying it.
Zhong Xue hurriedly pulled San Chun away. Once outside, they changed into eunuch clothing and applied some disguise ointment on their faces so that no one could recognize them.
As the two were about to leave, they took Uncle Qi's order and hurriedly left Yan Palace. This way, even if the city gates were closed at night, they could still exit the city smoothly.
Kazama was worried about how to get the thousands of people he brought into the city when he saw Zhong Xue riding out with San Chun. From a distance, he couldn't help but admire her.
Once they reached a secluded spot, he quickly approached them. "Master, you really are remarkable. I haven't even saved anyone yet, and you've already come out."
Zhong Xue replied coldly, "Less talk, prepare to leave quickly. Are we going to wait here for someone to chase us?"
Kazama quickly agreed and called for people to protect their master as they left this cursed place; he felt uneasy staying there.
After walking for a while and seeing the dawn approaching, Zhong Xue said to Kazama, "You take San Chun to Wei Kingdom first; I have something else to do."
San Chun asked, "Where are you going?"
"I'm going to Han Kingdom. While I'm away, Ji Yan will cause trouble."
Zhong Xue rode off with a thousand soldiers. As soon as she left, San Chun immediately said, "Kazama, if anything happens to me, you should take responsibility."
Kazama grimaced, "My dear lady, what are you planning this time?"
Every time he faced San Chun alone, he felt a shiver down his spine, unsure of what trouble she would stir up next.
San Chun said, "Even though I've come out, there's still someone in Jurong Mansion. You need to lead the people back in once more and bring them out."
"Who do you want to bring?"
"Ji Xun and Master Yuzhen."
Kazama forced a smile, "Madam, you really know how to create trouble. The city is probably in chaos by now; how could I possibly get in?"
San Chun sneered, "Don't give me such excuses."
Kazama smiled even more bitterly, "Madam, you heard Lord Jun's words as well. He didn't ask me to return; he only instructed me to take you to Wei Kingdom."
San Chun said, "If you don't go, I'll go by myself."
Kazama dared not refuse; he could only lead her inside. With the hand order San Chun had given him, it was relatively easy to enter the city. However, they had to act quickly; otherwise, once King Yan sealed the city, even a deity couldn't save anyone.
When they were leaving the city earlier, San Chun had mentioned rescuing Ji Xun as well. Zhong Xue only coldly smiled, "Time is tight now; if you take risks for him, you might as well leave me trapped here."
She felt helpless and could only follow him out of the city, planning to find a way to rescue people once they were outside.
She initially wanted to enter the city with Kazama, but if she stayed inside, it would likely make it even harder for Kazama to act. So she had no choice but to wait here. If they could rescue Ji Xun, that would be great; if not, she would simply charge in directly.
The urgency to bring Ji Xun out wasn't for any other reason but fear that Uncle Qi would vent his anger on Ji Xun after seeing her leave.
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