Chapter 16 Chapter 16 Not only did she plan to leave Xianyun Tower,...

Ji Ran didn't come alone.

He was accompanied by the waiter from the Wuwei Shop. The waiter's face was pale, and his fingertips holding the basket were shaking unconsciously. It was Ji Ran who was almost stabbed, but the waiter seemed to be more frightened than Ji Ran. It

took the waiter a while to come back to his senses. He still remembered what Bie Zhi asked, "The shopkeeper asked us to go to the village to find a butcher to set a time to slaughter the pig."

Bie Zhi nodded in understanding and put away the sword in his hand.

"It's not a big deal. I might be able to go faster by myself." The waiter spoke quickly, as if he was worried about being rejected. "I'd also like to trouble you, young lady, to keep an eye on Ji Ran. I'll be back soon." After that, he took the basket from Ji Ran's hand and trotted away without caring whether she agreed or not.

Biezhi glanced at the figure running away, then at Jiran, who stood before him with his eyes fixed on her. She sat back down cross-legged, patted the seat beside her, and looked up at him, saying, "Come on, let's stare at each other."

Fu Huaiqing's eyes fell on Biezhi's smiling face, which was white with a hint of pink. There was no trace of the cold expression she had worn when she had stabbed him with the sword not long ago. He sat cross-legged beside her.

Biezhi turned slightly, changed her position, and faced Jiran with her knees. Her chin rested on her knees, and she stared at his handsome face with a half-smile on it. The tension in her heart quietly dissipated.

She grasped Jiran's palm and placed it on the hilt of the sword, then made an apologetic gesture, "I'm sorry, I pointed my sword at you just now."

After the words fell, Biezhi blinked at him, not knowing if he understood.

Fu Huaiqing didn't understand, but he understood.

After a moment, he nodded, shaking his head slightly to indicate that he didn't take it to heart.

Bie Zhi, her eyes slightly agape, breathed a sigh of relief and began to reflect silently. "I wasn't in the right state today. I was momentarily distracted and misheard the footsteps."

She would often sit in the Wuwei shop all day long, and she was very aware of the footsteps of Ji Ran and the waiters. However, the sound she had just heard was something she had never heard before, and it had a steadyness that only came with training.

"He must have been scared by Prince Su," Bie Zhi asserted.

Fu Huaiqing: "..."

Everything can be blamed on him?

It's all his fault?

The more Bie Zhi thought about it, the more she felt she was right. "I'm going to take back the title of the King of Hell that I gave my master, and give it to Prince Su from now on. You don't know how stern he was today, as if I owed him tens of millions of taels. It's such a waste of face."

The thought of Prince Su's expression made his master's occasional cold words melt into a gentle breeze, bringing a spring breeze.

"After that, I will have to stay in the Qin family for three months. I hope he will disappear from my sight within the next three months." Biezhi couldn't help but pray, "If I meet him a few more times, I will really die young."

The girl's expression became more sincere, and she desperately hoped that God could hear her wish.

Fu Huaiqing looked away expressionlessly, thinking about whether he should go to the calligraphy gathering tomorrow.

No matter how scary something is, it will not be scary after encountering it a few more times.

Thinking of this, Fu Huaiqing looked at Biezhi thoughtfully, who still had a little expectation in her eyes, and suddenly became a little curious about what her expression would be if she saw him every day in the future.

Biezhi didn't know that he had thought about the future. Her thoughts were still stuck on the vision of never seeing Prince Su again in the future. However, she knew that her expectation would most likely be dashed. Considering the relationship between the Qin family's children and Prince Su, she could only pray to see him once every two weeks at most.

"Why does three months seem so long? Tomorrow is only the first day..." For the first time, Bie Zhi realized that the difficulty of the mission lay not in the goal itself, but in the man who appeared at her side from time to time, a man whose appearance perfectly matched her taste

. She sighed, "Never mind, it's just three months. It'll be over in the blink of an eye." Fu Huaiqing lowered his eyes to look at her. The girl's delicate face swelled and swayed with her breath, a vivid expression.

She was like the sun that never sets. Occasionally, a wisp of cloud might pass, obscuring the overflowing light, but the breeze would soon blow it away, revealing the morning glow once again, filled with vitality.

"Remember who your goal is. Don't let others distract you," Bie Zhi muttered to herself. She had already placed too much unnecessary thought on Prince Su. "What if he doesn't like me? After three months, we will have nothing to do with each other for the rest of our lives. Why bother worrying about him?" The more

Bie Zhi thought about it, the more she felt that her thoughts were correct. Her foggy thoughts suddenly became clear.

She didn't understand what she had been agonizing about this morning. Her target wasn't Prince Su, so why was she focusing on him?

Her thoughts suddenly became clear, and Biezhi felt much better. She stretched lazily and wantonly, and caught a glimpse of a daze in the man's deep and clear pupils. It seemed that he didn't know what she was mumbling about. She didn't take it too seriously and said, "Before you came, I was planning to settle down in Huishui Town after the mission was over."

Huishui Town? Settle down?

Fu Huaiqing frowned slightly.

She was not only planning to leave Xianyun Tower, but also leave Beijing?

Biezhi pondered for a moment, turned sideways to face Jiran, and said, "How about you come with me?"

The gurgling stream flowed by, and there was no other sound.

Biezhi was not teasing him, but really wanted to take him away with her.

But she didn't know if he was willing.

She stared at Ji Ran intently, but didn't see any reaction from him for a long time. She saw the doubt in his eyes gradually rising, and he sighed deeply, "Let's talk about it after it's done."

After the mission is over, there is still a month before the prologue expires.

Bie Zhi glanced at the setting sun, and it was time to hurry on. She stood up with her palms against the smooth stone, walked to the tied horse, and took off the mask hanging on the reins.

She didn't rush to put it on, and looked around, but didn't see the waiter.

Fu Huaiqing stood up and walked to her side, his eyes calmly swept over the mask in her hand and the reins in her hand, his fingertips moved back and forth, silently asking.

Bie Zhi raised his eyes to look at him, nodded and said, "It's getting late, I should go."

Fu Huaiqing nodded slowly.

It was getting late, and Biezhi couldn't wait for the waiter to return before leaving. She quickly put on her mask and stepped into the stirrups when a sharp flash of light caught her eye. She instantly focused her attention, drawing her sword to block the arrow that streaked through the silent sky. Her eyes quickly fixed on the trees across the stream.

In an instant, the quiet jungle surged, and three dark figures emerged!

Biezhi's eyes quickly swept over the approaching figures. She turned around, grabbed Ji Ran's arm, and pulled him to the treetops. Without caring whether he could hear or not, she pulled out a knife and handed it to him, sternly warning, "Stand still. I'll handle this."

Jiang Yue and Cheng Jin, who had arrived with Fu Huaiqing, were about to help when they saw the prince raise his palm slightly to stop them. They stopped mid-sentence and looked at each other, worry in their eyes.

The sharp sound of swords clashing broke the tranquility of the stream and forest.

The people who came were quite skilled in martial arts, and every blow of their swords was deadly. It was obvious that they did not intend to leave anyone alive. Biezhi fought with the three of them for dozens of moves, but could not find out what sect they belonged to.

From the corner of her eye, she saw one of the men suddenly turn on his toes and run towards Ji Ran. Her eyelids tightened suddenly, and she pushed back against the other man's sword, moving sideways to block Ji Ran.

Fu Huaiqing frowned, his expression becoming increasingly stern.

He could see that they were coming for him.

Looking at the girl who was blocking him tightly, Fu Huaiqing's eyes trembled slightly. He saw Jiang Yue, who was looking behind the assassin. The moment he raised his palm slightly, he saw a cold light and shadow piercing straight to the right side of the girl. She was completely distracted by the other two and couldn't pay attention at all.

He turned slightly and quickly moved to Biezhi's right side, kicking the black shadow away.

Biezhi, who heard the muffled sound, turned around and saw the assassin lying on the ground holding his stomach. She looked at Ji Ran, who seemed a little confused, in surprise.

Even at this moment, Fu Huaiqing had not forgotten the girl's impression of him as a complete martial artist. He caught a glimpse of two other sharp blades stabbing at him at the same time. Facing her gaze, he swiftly grabbed her wrist and pulled her back, letting the blades pierce his chest. A

pungent smell like rust suddenly rushed into Biezhi's nose. Bright red blood spurted out as the man pulled out the sword, staining her eyes red.

She glanced at the blood flowing, soaking the cloth on Ji Ran's chest.

Biezhi's eyes grew colder, and he stepped forward with his sword, entangled with the remaining two men, leaving no room for maneuver. The moment the sword pierced the man's heart, he quickly pulled it out, neatly finishing off the other man.

The remaining man frowned slightly, glanced at his colleague lying on the ground, and turned back without hesitation to run towards the village.

Seeing his pace getting faster and faster, Biezhi did not chase him, but returned to Ji Ran's side. She covered the man's chest with her palm. Within a breath, the blood that had spilled out had soaked her palm. She quickly scanned the surrounding environment and asked, "Can you still hold on?"

Her question was naturally not answered.

Fu Huaiqing saw the worry in the girl's eyes and shook his head slightly, indicating that he was fine. Biezhi

understood his movements, but how could he be fine!

"Get on the horse!" She patted the horse's back, not caring about the two people who were still lying on the ground, and quickly lifted his body and jumped onto the horse. Ji Ran was much taller than her, and if she sat behind him, she would not be able to see the road ahead clearly, so she had to climb forward.

Biezhi lowered her eyes slightly, grabbed his hands and wrapped them around her waist, spurred her horse and galloped towards the stronghold she had chosen outside the city a few days ago.

Looking at the galloping horses, Jiang Yue and Cheng Jin exchanged glances and then resolutely split up. Cheng Jin led his men to deal with the two people who fell to the ground, as well as the one on the other side of the stream. Jiang Yue quickly rushed to the city gate, casually took the reins handed over by the guards and chased after them.

Fortunately, the stronghold was not far from the stream, and it only took a cup of tea to gallop.

Biezhi turned over and dismounted, and after lending a hand to Ji Ran to help him down, she hurriedly helped him to the bamboo house, "You sit here, I'll find you some hemostatic medicine."

She didn't have much else, but she had a lot of hemostatic medicine.