Chapter 29 – Crocodile Tears (5)
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The sound of retreating horseshoe treading came from a distance—an assassin was attempting to escape. Qu Feiqing’s face was unforgiving as she pointed the escaping figure and gave a solid command.
“Kill.” She commanded her guards with a cold voice.
The moment they started the ambush, they should have known that the emperor would never let a single soul get away alive.
In the aftermath, Su Xin was quick to come over to Qu Feiqing, inspecting her from head to toe.
“Her Highness is not injured at all.” Her voice was a mix of incredulity and praise.
[Ten minutes is over, immune blessing mode deactivated.]
Qu Feiqing saw the woman who had just stood in front of her wounded but sturdy, suddenly knelt down on her feet and wail miserably out of extreme pain. Su Xin’s face lost its color and her sweat dripped from her forehead to the ground.
Su Xin was on the verge of asking the heavens to end her agony all at once. Pain was her constant companion in her previous life but never had she ever felt it as severe as this. No words could better describe what she was feeling than fuck it, but she couldn’t say a single word. It was also made worse by the lower pain tolerance of the original owner’s body and the double infliction of pain of the system.
Su Xin’s sore lips were shaking and insides were trembling. The only thing she could see was the ground with her fist tightly clenched.
[ Host, do you need a chrysanthemum tea to clear away heat and inner fire?]
Fourteen couldn’t stand by idly and just watch his host suffer anymore.
Can chrysanthemum tea relieve me of pain?
[ I’m sorry It can’t.]
Do you have anything else?
[Um … Host, do you mean free? I also have rose tea, jasmine tea..]
If you can’t help shut up!
[Host, please don’t be mad at the system. We want to build a harmonious society.]
Fourteen still sent Su Xin a chrysanthemum tea which was discreetly quickly poured down on her throat. Her mind became clear for a moment but the pain was stubborn and wouldn’t ebb, it resurfaced a few moments later.
Su Xin felt that she was being lifted. On the process, tensions were put on her open wounds and she uncontrollably convulsed.
Qu Feiqing looked at the girl in her arms whose nose was scrunched up and lips were disfigured due to her biting in vain attempts to numb the pain. In spite of her pitiful status, Su Xin didn’t dare cry.
There were no signs of tears in her eyes.
She remembered the strange behaviour of Su Xin back in the carriage and now, she was surprised to find another eccentricity of Su Xin. Nevertheless, she preferred this one than more than the other. To be afflicted with so much pain, yet manages to keep oneself from tearing up, could be considered a talent.
Qu Feiqing’s men cleared up the mess and emptied another carriage for her to settle. Shu Juan ran out of her hiding place and saw her master in the emperor’s arms bathed in blood.
As Su Xin was settled on the carriage with the emperor, Shu Juan was left outside appearing restless as she worried over her master inside.
“I didn’t run.” Su Xin’s mouth shivered and she whispered a sentence.
Qu Feiqing carefully avoid Su Xin’s wounds, her blood’s smell was thick in the air.
However, Qu Feiqing could only see a few obvious wounds. By referring to Su Xin’s anguish, there might be some internal damage.