The Great Scheming Empress

  Jiuyin Huodi stood up, blocking the way in front of Zhan Qingcheng, turned around to face the incoming person, with a protective posture.

  Among the people who came, in addition to the green-clad man who carried her, there were also four maids.

  The four of them entered without any hesitation and came together in front of Jiu Yin. As soon as they approached, they wanted to grab her.

  This time, Jiu Yin didn't obey again. Whoever came forward would be attacked by her. Although her fancy punches and kicks had no threatening power, the four of them didn't dare to hurt her. For a while, they were completely at a loss, busy but unable to subdue her.

  Zhan Qingcheng had been watching the woman in front of him, who was desperately resisting with all her might. There was no ripple in his eyes, but her proud and tenacious attitude was somewhat beyond his expectation.

  In the past, she never resisted.

  A man in a blue shirt saw several women almost fighting, the scene was really ugly, if it wasn't for the current atmosphere being a bit serious, he might not be able to help but burst out laughing.

  He cleared his throat and stepped forward two paces, saying in a low voice: "Make way."

  The four of them heard it and hastily let out a sigh of relief, retreating in succession.

  The man in blue clothes raised his arm and directly grabbed Jiu Yin, who was still trying to resist, and threw him onto the brocade couch.

  His limbs were suddenly pinned down, and it wasn't until his wrists were tightly bound that Jiuyin regained consciousness, realizing he had been tied up in a humiliating manner.

  She raised her eyes and saw the man in green walking up to Zhen Qing's face, not knowing what he was feeding him. Her heart panicked and she shouted: "Stop! What are you feeding him? Stop at once!"

  The man in blue clothes was completely unmoved, his eyes cast downward as he gazed at the city in ruins. His cold voice carried a hint of complex emotions: "General, I don't want to make things difficult for you."

  Zhan Qingcheng's gaze fell on Jiu Yin's face, and after staring for a while, he opened his mouth and swallowed the medicinal pill in the hand of the man in green clothes.

  "No! Qīng Chéng, spit it out!" At a time like this, feeding him medicine would be bad enough even if it wasn't poison.

  She doesn't mind them bothering her, but if something happens to Zhan Qingcheng, he will stay for her and become a prisoner of the lower classes. If anything happens to him, she will never be at peace for the rest of her life.

  She even regretted a bit, why did she ask him to let her go on the city wall? Why say words that wanted to live on?

  If she knew that keeping her alive would cost him his life, she wouldn't ask him to do it again even if given another chance.

  She has already died once, perhaps when his big knife falls on her body again, she can cross over again, but he is different, if he dies, then it's really death.

  After taking the medicine pill, the man in green clothes retreated to one side.

  Everyone was quietly waiting in the corner, all silent and motionless, as if waiting for something.

  Jiuyin knew that these people were all waiting for Wangye, and tonight, Wangye wanted to "enjoy" her.

  She just didn't understand why Wang Ye wanted her to bring her in front of Qing Cheng. What was the intention of Wang Ye wanting Qing Cheng to appear here?

  "How are you? Is there anywhere uncomfortable?" She looked at Zhan Qingcheng who was still sitting quietly in front of her, with a hint of anxiety.

  Zhan Qingcheng shook his head and said calmly, "It's all right, don't worry."

  But how can she not worry? The more calm he appears, the more uneasy and regretful she feels.

  Her white clothes surpass snow, her face surpasses hibiscus, what a godly figure she is. If it weren't for her, why would I have ended up like this?

  "It's all because of me." Jiuyin bit her lip, with a hint of pain in her heart.

  Never in her life had she felt so much heartache for any man, and Zhan Qing Cheng was the first.

  At this moment, his heart was aching terribly for him.

  "If I had the chance to leave, don't mind me." It really hurts in my heart.

  Qing Cheng did not respond to her words, his calm voice still blew gently into her heart like a soft breeze.

  "Jiǔ yīn, yǒng gǎn huó zhe guò, jiāng lái, wǒ dìng kě yǐ dài nǐ lí kāi."

  Translation: "Nine sounds, live bravely, in the future, I will definitely take you away."

  Jiuyin opened her eyes, which were misty with a faint color, and looked up at him. She hadn't yet discerned anything from his eyes when a chill aura suddenly spread out behind her like a vast canopy.