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This sentence caused both men struggling in the fight to tremble heavily. Wen Shaojun only heard the first half, while Tian Feiyao seemed to have frozen completely.
Wen Shaojun countered with his sword, deflecting the incoming strike, and leaped back, staring intently at Luo Qingyun. "What did you say? She is already married?"
Tian Feiyao furrowed her brows tightly, her figure flickering as she reached the front of the bed.
Luo Qingyun raised an eyebrow, his beautiful peach blossom eyes suddenly flashing with a cold glint. "She is not even from this family, so if she doesn't want to die, she should leave quickly!" From his earlier observation, he realized that this person was no ordinary individual; their martial skills were on par with his senior brother. The two had fought fiercely just now, and his senior brother did not want them to assist, so in a moment of desperation, he called for Xiao Yuner.
It felt as if someone had dealt a heavy blow to Wen Shaojun's chest. He forced a bitter smile, dragging the tip of his sword across the ground to steady his trembling body.
So she was never meant for him!
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Tian Feiyao holding the unconscious Gu Yunyao in her arms, turning back to glare at him with a dark gaze.
Wen Shaojun tightened his grip on the sword and said with a wry smile, "I did not know that the Peach Blossom Girl already had a husband. I meant no offense; it’s just that she has been drugged. The balance of yin and yang cannot be resolved easily, and if it worsens, it could cost her life. She is not in her right mind; it was my fault first, so please do not blame her..."
After speaking, he glanced at the pale-faced woman on the bed. Gritting his teeth, he quickly walked to the window and leaped away.
As he watched that departing figure, a cold voice echoed in the room. "Qingyun, issue an order; I want that man's head! And... Hua Fei!"
At this moment, Luo Qingyun stood on the second floor of the Drunken Flower Pavilion, coldly observing everything. This place had already been controlled by his people! He thought how cunning Hua Fei was; she had anticipated that his senior brother would find this place and had laid an ambush early on by drugging their tea. Then she sent someone to assassinate them.
Yet she herself had never shown her face throughout all of this.
Fortunately, the people from Dark Night Gate arrived just in time; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
Damn you, Hua Fei!
Don't let me run into you!
At that moment, Azure Dragon walked up to him, his brow tightly furrowed. "I have something to tell you!"
"What is it?" Luo Qingyun raised an eyebrow in confusion.
"Lord... he..." Azure Dragon's eyes were filled with worry. It turned out that the drug Hua Fei had given them caused immense suffering whenever they used their martial arts, as if thousands of ants were gnawing at their hearts.
Harming the enemy one part, but injuring oneself three parts.
Azure Dragon had witnessed the potency of this poison in his early years, which is why he had been cautious before. Little did he know that Lord was eager to find Consort Yun. When he and Lord were surrounded by that group of people, Lord disregarded everything and fought with all his might, allowing him to reach Consort Yun in time!
Later, Lord engaged in a fierce battle with someone named Wen!
So now...
Luo Qingyun's eyes were filled with shock because he hadn't used his martial arts and thus hadn't noticed anything amiss. He only felt a bit weaker than usual, but his senior brother actually...
"Azure Dragon, go prepare the carriage. As soon as my senior brother comes out, we will return to Tiger Garden!" He furrowed his brow, feeling a wave of an Eunuch ty. Senior brother, for Xiao Yun'er, you actually went this far.
Azure Dragon knew all too well; how could he not?
I really... despise your kind of deep affection!
In the room, Tian Feiyao flicked his soft sword with a reverse grip. The blade was flexible, yet it pierced straight into the blue bricks on the floor, sparking several bright flashes.
Tightly gripping the woman in his arms, the veins on his long hands bulged.
Her lips were swollen and glistening, and that place which only he could touch had been taken away. Could a single sword resolve his anger? Staring at the furrowed brows of the woman before him, Tian Feiyao felt an overwhelming rage; he wished he could strangle her, yet his hands could not move according to his will.
Her eyelids fluttered as if she was waking up. With her eyes half-closed, she was softly whimpering something in her throat, nuzzling against him.
His throat tightened, unprepared for her fragrant softness.
She called out like a little cat, reaching out to tug at his clothes.
Knowing full well that her actions were merely instinctual, his recently extinguished anger flared up again. No matter which man it was, she would behave this way in this moment.
He yanked forcefully, throwing her back onto the bed.
She squinted her eyes and whimpered, "It's hot, uncomfortable..."
Unable to reach his clothes, she began to clumsily undo her own garments. Her outer robe had loosened during her earlier struggle with Wen Shaojun, and the straps of her bodice had also come undone. The fabric could hardly withstand her fidgeting; with a tug and a pull, the robe slipped down between her arms, and with a light sound, the bodice was tossed onto Tian Feiyao's lap.
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