Alluring His Wife: The Evil King's Fifth Consort Chapter 141

She suddenly gripped the sharp blade and stabbed it into the wolf's throat. In an instant, the wolf died. A scorching hot liquid sprayed onto her face and body.

She suddenly pulled out her blade, only to see that the remaining few wolves had already laid on the ground with their eyes rolled back. It seemed that Ning Zheyan had finally made his move.

Wei Yuanwei carried Yin Sheng on her shoulder and walked towards Ning Zheyan with a limp.

The girl in front of him had a messy hairstyle and her face was covered in blood stains. Only her cold eyes flashed with a soul-stirring glint. Her clothes were in a mess, but she had an imposing aura about her that made the smile on his lips deepen.

"Master Ning thanks you for your sharp blade." Wei Yuanwei pointed the blade tip at Ning Zheyan, but there was blood on the blade tip.

This was undoubtedly a provocation, a protest, and was indeed an ungrateful little thing.

Seeing that Ning Zheyan did not extend her hand to receive the blade, the corner of Wei Yuanwei's lips curled up into a gentle smile. "That's easy to say."

Wei Yuanwei wiped the blood stained blade on Ning Zheyan's body, and revealed a playful smile: Isn't this enough?

The shadows in the darkness were ready to strike, so Ning Zheyan suddenly turned her head, and those shadows quietly retreated.

The corner of Ning Zheyan's mouth bloomed into a smile that was like an orchid, as if that faintly discernible fragrance was drifting about in the dark night: "This is naturally excellent."

He stretched out his slender jade-like fingers and put them back into his sleeves. Suddenly, his fingers contracted and the sharp blade turned into powder. Then, it silently scattered into the dark night.

"Why not let this little girl enter the underground palace to recuperate?" If Wei Yuanwei was not useful to him, he would not even bother to mention this suggestion.

"No need, I naturally have my own arrangements." She had not killed her way to allow Yin Sheng to use him as a tool to threaten her. Moreover, she had taken the risk herself, so there was no need for her to use Yin Sheng.

"Alright, as you wish." Ning Zheyan only smiled slightly, he had naturally seen through Wei Yuanwei's thoughts, but he did not put a young maid into her heart, whatever she wanted to do, he would do as she pleased, as long as she obediently served him.

At this time, the inn had already closed, and Wei Yuanwei did not know what the people from the Duke Palaces were thinking, if they were to recklessly send Yin Sheng back, wouldn't that be courting death? She could only find a farmer to settle Yin Sheng down.

She knocked on a few doors consecutively, but when they saw the bloodied Wei Yuanwei, they all shut their doors in fright.

Wei Yuanwei looked at the blood stains all over her body, then raised Ning Zheyan's sleeve and wiped it off his face, and said unconcernedly: "Let me borrow a bit, I know Master Ning is definitely not a person who can be haggled over." In any case, she had already wiped the knife on his sleeve, so he might as well wipe her face once more.

Ning Zheyan smiled as she looked at her: "Zheyan's clothes are definitely not ordinary. It would be a pity if Princess HuYang's beautiful face was ruined because of this."

Wei Yuanwei knew that Ning Zheyan would never scare her, it was just that she couldn't care so much anymore. His top priority right now was to save Yin Sheng, so what if he could save Yin Sheng with his rotten face and rotten heart?

Wei Yuanwei stopped in front of a farmer's house. She seemed to have thought of something and took down Ning Zheyan's hairpin, the moonlight hair that was as smooth as black silk instantly fell onto Ning Zheyan's waist, his beautiful face that could topple nations and topple cities, seemed to have become even more enchanting, captivating.

Wei Yuanwei carefully placed the white jade hairpin in her hand, and laughed as she said: "I have offended you just now, Master Ning please forgive me. But I have no other choice, I can only wronged Young n.o.ble."

The door opened, and a kindly old woman was surprised to see three women in front of her.

One of them was dying with a pale green face, the other's clothes were messy and stained with blood, and the woman standing beside them was so enchanting that it was suffocating.

She was just about to close the door, when Wei Yuanwei reached out to stop her, and as she spoke, she was already sobbing like a song. Her eyes were filled with tears, and she had an expression that said: "Old granny, please accept us, we were originally accompanying my Young Miss to the Profound An Temple to pray for the old lady's blessings who was seriously ill, but who would have thought that we would meet a bandit coveting our Young Miss's beauty. I risked my life and escaped with Young Miss, but now little sister's life is in danger, and we hope that we could stay for a few more days."

As she spoke, she pa.s.sed the white jade hairpin in her hand to the old lady. Her eyes were filled with tears as she looked pitifully at the old lady, making it hard for her to refuse. Besides, her words were watertight, and she showed off her filial piety, her beauty, and her frailty to the old woman. How could the old woman not be soft-hearted?

"Alright, follow me." The old woman put away the white jade hairpin and walked into the room with the three of them.

Wei Yuanwei placed Yin Sheng on a simple and crude wooden board and wore it, gently covering her with a blanket. She took over the old woman's hot soup, wrapped Yin Sheng in his arms, and blew the hot soup into Yin Sheng's mouth. Yin Sheng's lips were tightly shut.

Under the candlelight, Ning Zheyan quietly looked at Wei Yuanwei. The gentle and considerate woman in front of him was as beautiful as a still water flower. Was she still the same woman whose face was covered in tears? Her face changed really fast. He really didn't know which one was the real her.

Wei Yuanwei placed the empty bowl to the side, then walked over to Ning Zheyan and gave him a slight blessing: "Master Ning, please hand the spirit medicine over to me."

With a smile on her face, she extended her white jade-like fingers. He only quietly looked at her. The two of them had been in a stalemate for a long time, but she still maintained her expression of laughter like an orchid.

Ning Zheyan placed a small porcelain white bottle in Wei Yuanwei's hands and said slowly: "All you need to do is use warm water to drink and she will wake up in less than an hour. It's just that her injuries have been delayed for too long, if he wanted to get out of bed, he would have to wait for ten to fifteen days."

"Thank you, Master Ning."

Wei Yuanwei walked in front of Yin Sheng and opened the bottle. She seemed to have thought of something and poured the medicinal powder into her mouth with a finger, as if he did not sense anything strange. Then, he poured all the medicinal powder into Yin Sheng's mouth, waiting for her to use warm water to drink it.

Wei Yuanwei's every move was seen by Ning Zheyan as he sneered: "Could it be that you think that the medicine I gave you is poisonous?" She was actually testing the medicine on himself, not to mention for an insignificant maid.

Wei Yuanwei revealed a crafty smile on her face, "I naturally know that the Master Ning wouldn't deceive me, it's just that I have to be on guard against others." He wasn't a kind person, so she naturally had to be on guard against him.