Du Chun had already walked to the bathtub. Disregarding that Gu Qianying was completely undressed, she held her sword towards Gu Qianying while revealing a sharp dagger hidden in her sleeve. "I only want your face. I won't kill you."
"Heh!"
Gu Qianying sneered sarcastically, "Physician Du, your unreasonable request is quite peculiar!"
As she spoke, her palm landed in the water and with a sudden slap, water erupted, rising high. Du Chun couldn't see clearly for a moment, her vision blurred by the mist.
Gu Qianying seized the opportunity and made her move. The petals in her hand were like sharp blades, flying directly towards Du Chun.
She knew very well that Nangong Mo had already woken up. If she didn't act appropriately, it would surely arouse Nangong Mo's suspicion.
And she knew even better that although her martial arts were formidable, being in the bathtub and unclothed, she would inevitably be at a disadvantage against Du Chun, whose martial arts were superior to hers!
"Presumptuous!"
Several petals grazed Du Chun's face, but did not harm her in the slightest. However, a powerful force suddenly struck him.
With a "bang!",
Du Chun was sent flying several meters away like a rag doll, crashing to the ground. Outside the door, a pile of peach blossoms was swept up, scattering in the air, resembling a peach blossom rain at the end of spring.
A pile of peach blossoms covered Du Chun. The dagger in his hand had fallen somewhere. As he got up, he used his long sword to support himself on the ground. The blood flowing from the corner of his mouth indicated that he was severely injured.
Yet, even so, he still held his long sword and walked step by step into the room.
The blood from his lips dripped onto the ground, spreading like a flower, dyeing the scattered peach petals.
Inside the room,
Nangong Mo, who had somehow woken up and was sitting in his wheelchair, approached Gu Qianying. He looked at her, his eyes filled with concern. "Are you alright?"
Gu Qianying looked at him. They were less than a foot apart, yet separated by the hazy water mist. A slight smile touched her lips as she said, "Not well."
Nangong Mo was stunned for a moment, then quickly asked, "Are you injured anywhere?"
"Being looked at so openly by Your Highness is always not good," she said with a charming smile.
He also chuckled, "Indeed. However, it would be a pity not to let me continue looking at such a beautiful figure."
Although Nangong Mo said this, he still turned his wheelchair around and faced away.
At this moment, Du Chun, holding his sword, re-entered the room. The blood-stained hem of his robe fluttered with the wind, catching Gu Qianying's eye. She gave a signal to Cai Xia, the maid hiding to the side.
Cai Xia immediately understood and walked up to Nangong Mo, her voice respectful, "Your Highness, you are awake. Yesterday, when you were drunk, the Consort took care of you all night."
"Mm,"
His voice was calm, as if he didn't care, but only he knew how happy he was at that moment.
Suddenly,
The glint of sword light flashed into her eyes. Gu Qianying, who was dressing after getting out of the bathtub, shouted, "Be careful!"
Du Chun thrust his sword at Nangong Mo with all his might. Nangong Mo couldn't dodge in time and didn't use any internal energy.
The sharp sword tip pierced Nangong Mo's abdomen, blood staining his robe.
Beside him, Cai Xia, who had just reacted, was immediately terrified, "Your Highness!"
At this moment,
Bai Qi and several others rushed in with swords upon hearing the commotion.
When they arrived, they were all aghast, "Your Highness!"
The collective exclamations of the crowd, and the sword piercing Nangong Mo's abdomen, successfully jolted Du Chun awake.
"A'Mo!"
Du Chun's hands trembled as he released the sword hilt, looking at the scene before him in disbelief.
Nangong Mo's face was pale from blood loss. He looked at Du Chun with cold eyes, his voice as icy as frost, "You failed to kill the Consort, so you came to kill me? Hah! Physician Du, you have quite the audacity!"
"No, A'Mo, I didn't..."
Du Chun didn't know what he had done. When he regained his senses, he only saw that he had wounded Nangong Mo with his sword.
"Bang!"
Nangong Mo swung his palm again, and Du Chun was severely injured for the second time.
He spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Bai Qi, apprehend Physician Du for me and lock him in the dungeon!"
Nangong Mo commanded coldly.
Bai Qi was very worried about his master's injury, but at that moment, he dared not disobey his master in the slightest. He grabbed the dying Du Chun and dragged him out. He, who had intended to find a physician for his master, was dragged out by Cai Xia under the pretense that the Prince needed the medicine box. She informed him, "Guard Bai, are you confused? Our Consort's medical skills are very high. Why would we need another physician?"
Bai Qi blinked, then scratched his cheek, "That's right. The Consort's medical skills are excellent, so she can naturally treat the Prince."
Bai Qi was simple-minded. He smiled at Cai Xia's face, but secretly called her a fool.
"Your Highness, let me see quickly."
Gu Qianying, now dressed, hurried over to examine Nangong Mo's abdominal wound.
She crouched beside the wheelchair, lifted Nangong Mo's inner garment, and frowned. The wound had bled too much and needed immediate hemostasis. Moreover, she seemed to discover that the blood flowing out was dark red, meaning Nangong Mo's body had been poisoned. This particular poison could not be detected by pulse diagnosis.
"Cai Xia, the medicine box!"
With the medicine box handed over, Gu Qianying tore off the hem of Nangong Mo's robe and bandaged him.
"Fortunately, it didn't hit a vital spot. He won't die."
As Gu Qianying bandaged Nangong Mo's wound, she uttered this sentence indifferently.
Nangong Mo lowered his gaze to the woman busying herself in front of him.
He suddenly raised his hand and, with extreme tenderness, tidied the messy strands of hair by her ear.
"It's good that you're alright."
Yes, it was good that she was alright. Everything else was... unimportant to him!
This sudden remark made Gu Qianying pause, a hint of pity rising in her heart. However, when she looked up, her expression returned to its usual coldness.
"Your concubine thanks Ninth Imperial Uncle for your concern. With Ninth Imperial Uncle here, your concubine is naturally fine. As for Your Highness, you were injured for your concubine's sake. Your concubine is extremely touched. To repay Your Highness's life-saving grace, your concubine is thinking..."
"To be honest with me."
Nangong Mo's deep gaze fixed on her, his voice extremely gentle, "May I?"
Gu Qianying's words were interrupted by Nangong Mo. Her body trembled violently. She slowly stood up and stood before Nangong Mo, a self-mocking smile playing on her lips.
"Indeed, your concubine is already the Ninth Consort. In front of her husband, she should naturally be so."
As her words fell,
Her slender fingers grasped the silk ribbons on her dress and untied them. Her thin blouse was removed, revealing her alluring collarbone and bare shoulders.
At this moment, she had made a decision for herself.
As long as she could get revenge, as long as she could make those who harmed her in her past life suffer a fate worse than death, what did losing her virginity in this life matter to her!
However, she felt a little uncomfortable. But then she thought, what did it matter to debase herself in front of someone she didn't love!
In this life, dedicated only to revenge, what difference did love or not love make!
"Pu!"
A large gauze curtain was spread from above, suddenly enveloping Gu Qianying and covering her exposed skin.
"The Consort is also tired and needs rest!"
The sound of the door closing was heavy.
Gu Qianying lifted the gauze curtain and looked around. She was momentarily stunned...