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When the assassin heard Xiao Ke's cry, her eyes widened with anger and she was glaring with murderous intent. She knew very well that her accomplice would be either dead or injured. If the guards had arrived in time, she would never have been able to complete the assassination.

Fortunately, the stupid guard in front of him threw away his weapon. If he didn't take action now, he would miss the opportunity.

"Shi Yi Guang, die quickly!" the assassin shouted and prepared to assassinate Xi Shi.

"Snapped!"

The clear and loud gunshots echoed in the hall, as if they were about to break through the dome and go straight up into the sky. The sound was like thunder in the sky, deafening and terrifying.

After the gunshot, the hall fell into a dead silence, so quiet that it was suffocating. Only the assassin's rapid breathing and her painful groans could be heard.

Xi Shi popped her head out from behind Qian Mingduo and saw the assassin lying on the ground, covering his left leg with his hand. The pain and disbelief twisted her face. But her eyes still emitted a vicious and fierce light, staring straight at Qian Mingduo.

"Don't be afraid, this woman must not hurt anyone again." Qian Mingduo's left hand was still around Xi Shi's slender waist. Blood flowed down his shoulder, staining Xi Shi's snow-white gauze dress red.

The assassin's sword had fallen at Qian Mingduo's feet. He slowly squatted down, his eyes still fixed on the assassin. Picking up the assassin's sword, Qian Mingduo slowly turned off the safety of the Browning and put the gun back on his waist.

He took a few steps forward and picked up his sword. Then he slowly walked to the assassin and put his sword against his throat.

"I don't want to hurt your life," Qian Mingduo said slowly, "I just hope you can tell the truth. Why did you want to assassinate Miss Xi Shi? Who ordered you to do that?"

Qian Mingduo used the tip of his sword to lift the black veil covering the assassin's face, revealing a young face.

"What hidden weapon did you use to hurt me just now?" The assassin tried to avoid the tip of the sword against her throat, but Qian Mingduo didn't let her succeed. So the assassin stared at Qian Mingduo, dodging the tip of the sword while saying viciously: "I have been in the martial arts world for more than ten years, and I have never seen such a powerful hidden weapon."

"This is fucking high technology for you. You won't know it even if I tell you." Qian Mingduo squatted down, put the assassin's sword against her abdomen, narrowed his eyes, and said slowly with a fierce look in his eyes: "If you don't tell the truth, I will kill you."

At this time, Jiang Ying and the guards ran to the hall, each of them panting.

"Is Miss Xi Shi okay?" Jiang Ying asked anxiously as she lifted the gauze curtain.

"Sister Jiang Ying, I'm fine." Xi Shi walked to Qian Mingduo and was about to lower her head to check his injuries, but was stopped by Qian Mingduo.

"Miss, stay away from me." Qian Mingduo quickly stood between the assassin and Xi Shi. "This woman is very dangerous. Be careful not to hurt you."

"I have Brother Fei to protect me." Xi Shi took the candle from the maid, carefully checked Qian Mingduo's shoulder injury, and said softly, "Yier, don't be afraid."

"Yier?" Qian Mingduo asked.

"The brother next door calls me Yier." Xi Shi whispered in Qian Mingduo's ear.

Qian Mingduo's heart was instantly filled with tenderness and love, and he looked at Xi Shi under the candlelight. She was holding the candle high, looking at his wound intently, with a worried look on her face, which made him feel extremely warm and happy. At this moment, he really wanted to hold Xi Shi tightly in his arms and soften her in his arms.

"Glad, I'm glad you're okay!" Jiang Ying saw Qian Mingduo's wound still bleeding under the candlelight, and asked worriedly, "Are you...are you injured?"

"This woman is an expert," Qian Mingduo said jokingly, "Her martial arts skills are amazing. She injured me in just a few moves."

"The assassin outside the palace is also a woman." Jiang Ying looked at the assassin who was being tied up by several guards and said, "How could there be two female assassins who came to assassinate Miss Xi Shi?"

"We'll have to ask them about that." Qian Mingduo had just been pulled to a chair by Xishi and he raised his head towards the assassin and said, "Please ask Miss Ying to interrogate these two. You're good at this, I'm not as good as you."

"The assassin outside the hall was stabbed to death on the spot during the fight with us." Jiang Ying said.

"Then let's try this one." Qian Mingduo nodded and said. He noticed that when the assassin heard Jiang Ying say that the assassin had been killed, his body shook violently involuntarily. His eyes were full of sadness.

Xi Shi ordered people to light all the candles in the hall, and several maids lay on the ground to wipe the blood. She held down Qian Mingduo who wanted to get up and leave with Jiang Ying and the others.

Under the candlelight of several maids, Xi Shi gently uncovered the clothes on Qian Mingduo's wound. When the shocking wound came into view, her hands trembled slightly. Her expression instantly became solemn, and her eyes were full of heartache and worry.

"It's nothing." Qian Mingduo said softly, "It's just a minor skin injury."

"Just sit still." Xishi gently wiped the wound with a white gauze and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts!" Qian Mingduo said jokingly, "Anyone who gets such a big cut on the shoulder by a sword will feel pain." Seeing Xi Shi's distressed look, Qian Mingduo quickly said, "It's just a superficial wound. It will be fine in a few days."

Xishi carefully cleaned his wound, and every movement was extremely gentle, as if she was afraid to cause him any more pain. Xishi's mentality was complicated. Not only did she feel guilty about Qian Mingduo's injury, but she was also deeply moved. She didn't expect that he could protect her so desperately.

She pursed her lips tightly, concentrating on treating the wound, with beads of sweat oozing out of her forehead. Her eyes revealed an indescribable tenderness. This tenderness was as gentle as the spring breeze on the face, which softened Qian Mingduo's heart.

"Young lady." A maid walked into the hall, bowed and said, "Gong Zheng Jiang sent someone to ask Ling Gong Zheng to go to the guard hall, saying that the assassin is explaining how to kill you."

"I understand." Xishi bandaged Qian Mingduo's wound with a piece of white gauze and said softly, "Take good care of yourself these few days and don't let the wound get damaged."

The moonlight made the jade steps in front of the hall look as if they were covered with a layer of silver frost, making them appear exceptionally white and emitting a cool and quiet glow.

"I don't know how to repay you for saving my life." Xi Shi followed Qian Mingduo to the jade steps, she lowered her head and whispered.

"Although I risk my life, I don't expect anything in return from you. This is my duty." After Qian Mingduo said this, he glanced at Xi Shi and prepared to leave.

"Although it is your duty to guard the Guanwa Palace, but..." Xishi looked up at Qian Mingduo, her eyes full of gratitude and special feelings. "In Yier's opinion, what you did is not just a duty. It is a responsibility that transcends life and death. In order to repay your kindness, Yier is willing to do anything for you!"