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Chapter 84 If you like her, then snatch her away!
Qin Su had seen it; what she saw was Murong Jing holding a sword and blocking her way, his swordsmanship sharp and fierce, engaging the assassin without hesitation.

Even so, he didn't forget to instruct the guards behind him: "Protect Sang Sang!"

A group of unfamiliar guards appeared out of nowhere. Some helped Murong Jing deal with the assassins, while others surrounded Qin Su, asking, "Miss Sangsang, are you alright?"

After Murong Jing was inexplicably beaten up, the Duke of Jin's mansion arranged for secret guards to be assigned to the young master.

But who would have thought that it would actually come in handy today?

The assassin was ruthless, each strike deadly, and fought fiercely with the guards of the Duke of Jin's mansion.

Murong Jing had been injured a few days ago, and his arm was still not fully healed. After a series of attacks, he was clearly struggling.

Behind her was a dead end, and ahead were assassins; Qin Su had no way to leave. She looked at Xie Cisheng on the ground and prepared to approach him: "Brother Xie, you didn't..."

"do not come!"

However, before she could finish speaking, she was sternly interrupted by the man. Qin Su then realized that the assassin was becoming increasingly ruthless. One of her guards was no match for him and was kicked away. Just as she was about to be exposed to the weapon again, Murong Jing, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, sensed something was wrong and pounced on her without hesitation.

"puff--"

She could almost hear the sound of a knife piercing flesh.

The guard let out a shrill cry: "Young Master!"

Qin Su felt warm liquid dripping down her fingers.

Murong Jing, he's bleeding.

Qin Su saw it, but surprisingly, she didn't feel sad.

The original novel does indeed contain many plots involving assassinations and murders against "Qin Sangsang," but the problem is that those occurred in the middle and later stages of the story, and it's clear that the story hasn't progressed to that point much yet.

Seeing that Qin Su took a long time to react, Murong Jing assumed she was frightened and used his sword to protect her behind him.

At times like this, he finally showed some semblance of manhood.

Just then, the voices of soldiers came from not far away. Seeing that the situation was hopeless, the assassin turned and ran without hesitation.

Their speed demonstrates their high level of training.

Murong Jing finally couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed.

Qin Su helped him up: "Are you alright?"

A hint of flattery flashed in the man's eyes: "I'm fine, just a minor injury." He spoke with a pale face and a reassuring smile.

"That's good."

The girl handed him over to the soldiers who rushed over to inquire, then walked to the male supporting character who was being ignored: "Brother Xie, how are you?"

Murong Jing's face turned even paler, his gaze fixed on the girl's retreating figure.

Sangsang, I'm the one who got hurt saving you, shouldn't you care about me?
When did he stop being number one in her heart?

Murong Jing couldn't describe the feeling in his heart, but clearly, it shouldn't be like this...

Qin Su asked the system, "Who sent these assassins?"

The system's voice was also very serious: [There is no relevant information to search in the original work. The origin of the assassin was not found.]

"Sangsang, I'm fine. How about you? Are you hurt?"

The sound of thanks brought Qin Su back to her senses. She shook her head, her voice low, "It's my fault for dragging you all down."

"How can this be your fault?" Xie Cisheng felt heartbroken seeing the little girl's self-reproachful expression, wishing he could tear the culprit to pieces. "Could it be your wicked sister again?" Before Qin Su could answer, Murong Jing, who had caught up, interrupted, "What wicked sister? Which sister of yours?"

Xie Cisheng's dark, angry eyes swept over her: "How many older sisters does she have?"

Murong Jing subconsciously began to recall:
The eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's mansion, Qin Yourong, is five years older than Sangsang. She has been married for many years and lives in another place. Because of her husband's family, she is considered a taboo in the Prime Minister's mansion, and the servants are not allowed to mention her.

So it definitely wasn't her.

That leaves only...

"It can't be Sister Qiong!"

After clarifying the relationship, Murong Jing refuted almost without thinking.

Xie Cisheng wasn't going to tolerate him, and sneered directly: "Impossible? How is it impossible? She hired someone to hurt Sangsang before, and those thugs are still locked up in the Jingzhao Prefecture prison waiting to perform corvée labor! Now she's just sending someone to assassinate her again, what's impossible about that?"

Murong Jing's head was about to explode from Xie Cisheng's words.

"Someone hired someone to harm you? How come I didn't know?"

He saw that the girl's eyes were slightly red, and if it weren't for the injury on his hand, he would have reached out to grab her.

Qin Su looked away, her tone somewhat cold: "It's just a small matter, nothing to talk about."

Murong Jing was furious: "How can this be a small matter? And how could Sister Qiong possibly hire someone to harm you? Is there some misunderstanding? You two are sisters..."

Qin Su didn't want to talk anymore and turned her face directly to the male supporting character.

Fortunately, Xie Cisheng had a mouth and spoke up for her: "If there's any misunderstanding, you should ask the murderer, not question the victim! Sangsang is the one who's been wronged! If I had known you were such a blind and incompetent person, I wouldn't have entrusted Sangsang to you!"

Although he didn't say anything, the man's eyes were filled with the word "idiot".

Qin Su suddenly spoke up: "It just so happens that the government officials are here as well. If the young master doesn't believe me, he can ask them."

Murong Jing's face was pale as he looked at Qin Su: "Sang Sang, do you also think that it was Sister Qiong who harmed you?"

Qin Su: ……

So why didn't the assassin's sword strike just now crack open his head?

This pig's brain, even if it were cured, it would still make him drool!
Xie Cisheng said, "Go ask the officials, and you'll know whether we lied to you or not. The murderer confessed himself. Do you think they would dare to implicate the Prime Minister's daughter?"

Murong Jing still didn't believe it and subconsciously defended Qin Qionghua: "Then why did they dare to assassinate me? Are you trying to say that the injury on my face was also inflicted by Sister Qionghua's men?"

Qin Su: It doesn't seem that stupid.

Unfortunately, whenever it comes to Qin Qionghua, he always favors the other one.
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Upon receiving the news, Liu Ying hurriedly came to pay her respects to His Highness the Crown Prince.

"Your Highness, news has come from outside the palace that Miss Sangsang was assassinated on the road."

The aloof man, engrossed in his book, didn't even look up: "Oh? So, is she dead?"

Liu Ying choked for a moment, and her initial panic subsided slightly. She finally remembered that this was His Highness the Crown Prince, not the Seventh Prince who would care about Miss Sang Sang.

He secretly adjusted his breathing: "Your Highness, Miss Sangsang is alright. At the time, she happened to be accompanied by the heir of the Duke of Jin with his guards, and the soldiers arrived in time, so she was lucky enough to escape unscathed."

The man finally looked up from his book. His face was still that of an otherworldly beauty, but his words sent a chill down one's spine: "First there was Brother Xie, and now we have the heir of the Duke of Jin. This Miss Qin seems to have quite a few connections."

Liu Ying suddenly felt a chill on her neck and wanted to reach out and touch it.

But since the crown prince hadn't given the order, he dared not make a move...