mtl008 Chapter 121 Assassination
Chapter 121 Assassination
Everything Zhao Qingwan has is stolen. Facing the truth that is about to be exposed, what she has to do is to find ways to get rid of the people who know the truth...
At this moment, a cold light flashed in his eyes.
Su Sui'an leaned back slightly, using the power of the flower base to flip over and enter the corridor.
He barely dodged a ruthless arrow that flew towards him.
I don't know when it started, but a group of people in black have surrounded her.
The person who came restrained his breath and his lower body was strong.
The moment he saw Su Sui'an, his moves were fierce and deadly.
It was obvious that this group of men in black were not the same ones who broke into her boudoir at the beginning.
At the very least, the Changping Marquis' Mansion cannot afford to have such a powerful secret guard.
The rainstorm stopped temporarily.
There is a constant stream of men in black.
During the fight, Su Sui'an began to suffer many new wounds on his hands, back and legs.
Retreat steadily.
Suddenly, several cold lights approached.
Su Sui'an tried his best to dodge to the other side and barely avoided a few hidden arrows.
When she turned around, there was a high wall behind her and in front of her were men in black who were surrounding her and approaching her. She had nowhere to retreat.
After so many days of rebirth, this is the first time that Su Sui'an feels unwilling.
She had finally managed to temporarily escape from the Changping Marquis Mansion. She hadn't even seen Su Qishun's face or the fate of the people who harmed her in her previous life. Was she going to die here in such an unclear way?
No.
She is not reconciled.
She must not die here.
She clenched the dagger in her hand, her eyes like an eagle or a falcon, and her gaze kept scanning around the man in black.
It seemed as if he wanted to find a breakthrough in the black-clad men whose range was shrinking.
The black-clad man at the head obviously saw through her purpose and sneered.
Before Su Sui'an could react, he had already made a feint.
After experiencing two assassination attempts, Su Sui'an's nerves had long been stretched to a breaking point. Any disturbance was enough to make her like a frightened bird. She would muster all her strength to fight for a chance of survival.
The man in black wanted to play a game of cat and mouse, so she would be the mouse that would resist.
When she realized that the man in black was just feinting halfway through her attack, she quickly retracted her attack and threw the dagger accurately into the man in black's forehead. The man in black fell silent on the spot and died with his eyes open.
The price of killing the man in black was that the sword tip mercilessly pierced into her right breast, pierced through her back and nailed her firmly to the wall.
A fishy and sweet taste surged from her throat, and Su Sui'an's consciousness seemed to be pulled away. She seemed to have lost her sense of pain. She could even feel large mouthfuls of blood gushing out of her mouth.
"withdraw."
Another man in black raised his hand toward the person behind him.
Almost at the same moment, a chilling cold arrow shot out, leaving her with almost no chance to breathe.
Straight to her heart.
The sword pierced Su Sui'an's lung.
Su Sui'an felt his life slipping away...
In a trance, she saw the sharp arrow about to pierce her heart.
I could hear the dull sound of a sharp weapon piercing flesh, and the smell of blood filled my nose...
...
pain! !
Sore throat!!
Chest pain!!
Hand pain!!
Foot pain!!
My whole body hurts!!
Even breathing hurts.
No matter how hard he tried, Su Sui'an just couldn't open his eyes.
It was like a dying fish stranded on a riverbank, opening its mouth to breathe deeply, but unable to relieve the feeling of suffocation.
A warm and slender hand covered her chest, and endless warmth poured out from that hand, relieving the pain in Su Sui'an's breathing.
"Don't worry, take your time..."
The clear and gentle voice was like a ray of light in the darkness, pointing a bright path to Su Sui'an who was blindly seeking survival.
"Now, breathe in... and exhale..."
"Slowly, breathe..."
The voice seemed to carry an inexplicable magical power, guiding Su Sui'an.
Su Sui'an's breathing gradually calmed down, and she smelled the warm fragrance lingering around her.
The warm feeling seemed to have magical power, and even the pain in her body was relieved a lot.
The eyes that couldn't be opened before.
Now, it seemed as if it had its own thoughts and opened its eyes on its own before Su Sui'an could react.
What caught my eye was the soft satin bed curtains woven with sunflowers, and the clothes on my body were also extremely soft and close-fitting edelvi brocade.
Su Sui'an's first reaction was: This is not her room.
The second reaction was: What is she doing here?
"you're awake?"
A familiar yet unfamiliar voice sounded beside the bed.
Su Sui'an instinctively looked in the direction of the sound.
What caught my eye was a black and gold cloud pattern belt inlaid with red jade.
Su Sui'an felt inexplicably that the person looked familiar.
I can't remember where I've seen it for a moment.
Above the belt is a piece of clothing of the same color and pattern, then a cross-collar with a gold-rimmed collar, and above that is a neck as cold and white as jade, and a Adam's apple...
Then there is a stunning but slightly immature face...
This is the face of a beautiful boy.
The face of a beautiful boy!!
Su Sui'an's eyes widened in disbelief.
Because of excitement, she tore the wound on her lung and coughed violently several times.
"Don't get excited."
The voice was cold and clear.
This is clearly the voice of the Prince of Dingbei!!
She called out uncertainly, "Prince?"
Fu Jingrong nodded.
This move.
Even less like it.
Su Sui'an calmed down immediately.
The only similarities between Rong Xian and the person in front of him were the shape of their eyes and a certain angle that he had just glanced at unintentionally. Upon closer inspection, Fu Jingrong's facial features were obviously more refined and three-dimensional than Rong Xian's. It could be said that apart from the shape of their eyes, the two of them had no other similarities.
"Miss Su has been staring at Mr. Fu's face, but what is on Mr. Fu's face?"
Fu Jingrong looked at Su Sui'an in confusion.
Su Sui'an quickly looked away, "No, it was Sui'an who was rude."
The pair of bandaged hands, which had nowhere to put, twisted their fingers awkwardly. If she could get up now, she would have hidden as far away as possible for fear of seeing Fu Jingrong sitting next to her.