Chapter 265
Chapter 265
"Go inside and check. Is she still alive? The horse has gone wild to this extent. Perhaps we don’t need to do anything; she might already be dead," a hoarse voice from outside could be heard.
Their tone was filled with mockery, as if they enjoyed killing someone without caring that the other party was a defenseless, small woman, or even that she might be pregnant.
These people were immoral assassins. They were the ones with twisted minds. For them, killing someone was just a job to make money. Moreover, it was an opportunity to have fun, to toy with their struggling victims.
"I don’t want her to die so easily. When I saw her face, I felt like having a bit of fun. A face like this isn’t something you find easily, maybe once in a hundred years," another person expressed regret upon hearing this.
"And if she dies, won’t you still have fun with her? Don’t pretend to feel regret. I know you well!"
"Haha, it’s just as expected from working together for so long," a rough man said cheerfully, not caring if the victim inside could hear them or if the victim was already dead. For them, the woman inside would ultimately become a lifeless body.
A thick hand of one man reached out to grasp the carriage door to open it. As soon as the hand came inside, Yueqian swung her hand once, causing dirty blood to splatter.
"Aaagh! Hand, my hand!!" The first unlucky person screamed in pain.
As soon as he reached his hand inside, all four of his fingers were cut off!
"That wretched woman is still alive! Ha, good, very good." Upon seeing this, instead of worrying about their companion’s injury, one of them laughed in delight.
"With such resistance, we’ll have to be more aggressive," another man did not trust the situation. Suddenly, a weapon came and cut off the finger of one of the assassins like them. A woman like this was definitely not ordinary.
He moved swiftly, throwing the daggers he carried inside without knowing if they hit the target or not. However, such a display of skill was formidable and impressive. The assassin used a total of eight daggers, throwing them in an eight-directional net. No matter where the target was, one would surely hit. Despite this, the inside remained silent. There was no scream from the woman, making him feel increasingly puzzled.
"Open the carriage door. If she’s not dead, she must be a deity," one of the assassins said.
"Wait. I can’t hear any movement from her. Could she have set a trap?" Another man, more cautious, said. He raised his sword in his hand, not foolish like the previous man who used his hand to grab the door.
Swish!!
The sharp sound of the sword cleaving through the carriage door echoed, shattering it and revealing the woman inside, lounging comfortably on a soft seat. In her hand, she waved a fan as if she were watching an amusing opera. A mysterious smile played on her lips, a sight that could easily enchant anyone. She resembled a seductive fox demon, truly captivating.
"She’s still alive!" The assassin jumped back, realizing that the woman must possess some real skills.
Earlier, his companion’s eight-directional dagger attack was a comprehensive assault that left no escape. Yet, it failed to harm this woman. What kind of abilities did she possess?!
In truth, Yueqian didn’t do anything. She merely exchanged the daggers for credits in her own department store’s system. The daggers they threw at her were like money tossed her way, earning her many coins. After all, these were still made of iron, and selling them by weight could fetch a good price.
"Well, sorry for still being fine," the beauty waved the fan in her hand. A smile lingered on her lips, showing no trace of fear.
"H-How did you do it?" The person who had initially used the daggers said in shock. No matter what, he had great confidence in his skills. In the past, he had taken on many assassination jobs, even against stronger warriors, yet he had never been humiliated like this. This was the first time he had been slapped in the face like this.
"Hmm? What do you mean? Do you mean that little magic trick earlier?" Yueqian tilted her head slightly, her manner utterly provoking, making those watching want to kill her even more.
However, Yueqian didn’t want to play with these people any longer. With a single wave of her hand, a man in black with terrifying hawk-like eyes appeared in front of her.
In reality, if the young woman didn’t summon him, no matter how much danger she was in, he could not appear. This was an agreement they had made from the beginning. Sometimes, what he considered dangerous, Yueqian could easily handle, or she might even feel like teasing others for fun. So, he had to wait until she was bored before showing up to clean things up.
This was the first time Yueqian had called him out without having taken any action herself. Perhaps it was because of the child in her womb that his mistress had changed slightly.
"Ha! Even if you call one more person, it won’t help. Do you think we are unskilled assassins? We are... Aaargh!" Not letting the boastful assassin continue, the man who had been lurking in the shadows flicked his hand once. A line seemed to appear in the air like a thread and then vanished. Afterward, half of the assassin’s face was gone, leaving only his eyes and parts of his face beneath the bloody red flesh.
"Aaagh!!" The man screamed in an incomprehensible language. If he had been killed outright, it would have been less torturous, but the other’s attack left a painful wound without death.
The other assassins immediately recognized the vast difference in skill between the newcomer and themselves. The earlier movement, even if they had been prepared, they couldn’t have avoided. Even if they fought two or three more times, they believed they couldn’t escape that attack.
As assassins, they should take poison to die after failing a mission. However, the display by the man before them filled them with fear. They weren’t afraid of death because the poison they carried would kill them quickly. What they feared was not dying!
The two people before them were no longer easy prey. Even a casual move caused their comrades to suffer excruciating, near-fatal injuries. If the other truly intended to keep them alive, there was no way they could escape.
"M-Master, please spare us," one of the assassins, now fearing for his life, pleaded.
The assassin had given up, lacking the strength to resist anymore. He surrendered completely. He truly wanted to survive or die immediately to avoid further torment.
“Chuckle,” Yueqian laughed softly at the sight. Her belly bulged with a visible handprint from within, and she gently comforted it.
“It seems my little one is angry,” she said with an affectionate smile, then looked up and staring at the assassins, her gaze changing.
“Begging to be spared? Weren’t you wanting to have some fun earlier? Unfortunately, I can’t join you in that fun. So, I’ll let my man have fun with you instead.” With that, Yueqian signaled to the man beside her.
Since these people wanted to torment her even in death, she decided to let them experience the same. Perhaps in their next life, if they retained any memory, they would refrain from harming others.
Seeing her this enraged, the man who had been with her for a long time understood. With a few swift moves, he elicited continuous screams from the assassins. It took over four hours to conclude the matter. Yueqian remained seated in the carriage, unmoving, while the corpses of the attackers lay in a gruesome state at the front.
When the soldiers, alerted to Furen Mu’s disappearance, arrived, they were stunned by the scene. Furen Mu was peacefully asleep, but the soldiers assumed she had been drugged.
Upon hearing that his wife had been found, Mu Heng immediately rode his horse over, refusing to let anyone touch her and took her back home. The assassins were left in pieces, with only a few key pieces of evidence connecting to the mastermind left behind for the investigators to examine.
Rumors of Furen Mu’s disappearance due to the horse rearing unexpectedly spread widely, causing an uproar among the villagers. There were also rumors that she had been assaulted by bandits while pregnant. Such stories tarnished Furen Mu’s previously impeccable reputation. No one cared about the truth; they only knew that she had been in the carriage that caused injuries to many villagers and returned unconscious. By the time her husband found her, many shichen had passed. No one paid attention to the fact that the bandits had been reduced to mere scraps of flesh.
“How are you feeling?” Mu Heng asked with concern when he saw his wife awaken.
Beside her were servants with tear-filled eyes, especially Yang Ji, who had escaped danger thanks to the mistress’s help. Initially, she had thought she would have to sacrifice her own life, never expecting that the mistress would push her away and face the cruelty alone.
The soldiers had mentioned finding more than ten assassins’ corpses, indicating that these assassins had planned to target the mistress from the beginning. The horse’s wild behavior was part of their plan. Yet, why did others claim that it was the mistress who caused trouble for the villagers?
The more they thought about it, the angrier they became. The mistress had endured so much, almost losing her life, and instead of showing sympathy, people dared to slander her.
"It’s nothing, just sleepy because it’s bedtime," Yueqian shook her head and gave her husband a sweet smile. What could be wrong with her? However, once everything was over, she couldn’t stay awake any longer. In the end, she fell asleep.
"Good to hear you’re fine." In truth, Mu Heng had already called the royal physician to check on her, who confirmed that she was merely exhausted and nothing more. She just needed to rest, and that was the end of it, with only additional prenatal supplements required.
If it hadn’t been for the royal physician’s assurance, Mu Heng wouldn’t have let his wife out of his sight so easily. He would have been much more worried.
"And what about those bandits?" Yueqian asked.
"Don’t you know that they were reduced to pieces?" Upon hearing that, Yueqian shook her head. She hadn’t stayed to watch how her man dealt with them, so she didn’t really know that they had been turned into minced meat.
"Then who could have done such a thing?" Mu Heng raised an eyebrow in surprise.
Yueqian gave him a slight look, indicating it was something only the two of them should understand. Despite the concern of those around her, she didn’t trust everyone completely.
Mu Heng seemed to understand her glance, so he didn’t press further about who had helped his wife. He even announced publicly that the Mu family would reward anyone who came forward as the one who dealt with the bandits. Though a few impostors tried to claim the reward, they were ultimately exposed and humiliated.
As for Yueqian’s reputation, she was not afraid at all. She had already secured the position she wanted, so why should she be bothered by mere words? Regarding the injuries to the villagers, it was better to let the authorities investigate and find the real culprits. Why should she be responsible for healing such wounds? Isn’t that true?