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Qian Mingduo stopped walking, and something moved in his heart. He felt surprised and a little happy. He didn't expect Xi Shi to say such a thing, and his heart was inevitably stirred in a different way.

Qian Mingduo looked up at the bright moon and said slowly, "How about I pledge myself to you?" After that, he strode down the jade steps and headed straight for the guard hall.

He didn't think about the assassin at all along the way. He kept imagining what Xi Shi would think after hearing what he had just said.

Qian Mingduo was a little nervous and full of expectations at this time. He was worried about how Xishi would react to his abrupt words and was afraid of offending her family.

However, those words seemed to be the long-suppressed emotions bursting out, with endless desire and expectation. He hoped that this special emotion could take root in Xi Shi's heart and bloom into gorgeous flowers.

"How would Xi Shi react?" Qian Mingduo gritted his teeth and shook his head.

"Who cares about him!" Qian Ming shouted in his heart, "I've already said it, what's there to be afraid of?"

In a dim room behind the guard hall, the female assassin was tied tightly to a wooden stake. Her body was covered with whip marks, and she had lowered her head and closed her eyes, already fainted.

"Sir." When several guards saw Qian Mingduo coming in, they hurriedly bowed and saluted.

Qian Mingduo and Jiang Ying nodded to each other. He approached the assassin and slowly circled around her. He signaled to a guard, and a bucket of cold water was poured over the assassin's head.

The female assassin raised her head with difficulty, looked coldly at Qian Mingduo who was standing in front of her, and then lowered her head heavily.

"Miss, do you know the consequences of not confessing?" Qian Mingduo squatted down and looked at the assassin's calf that was pierced by a bullet. The blood was still flowing slowly.

"Bring a basin of water and a towel." Qian Mingduo glanced at Xiao Wuzi next to him and said lightly.

"If you don't confess, I will make you live a life worse than death." Qian Mingduo clenched the cloth in his right hand tightly and stopped Xiao Wuzi who wanted to help with his eyes. After clenching it several times, Qian Mingduo began to wipe the gunshot wound on the female assassin's calf.

Everyone in the room, including the female assassin herself, stared at Qian Mingduo blankly. However, he wiped the female assassin's hair very carefully, as if he was carefully wiping a fragile and precious porcelain.

"If the girl confesses... I will let you go." Qian Mingduo saw that the female assassin was trying to avoid his wipe. Although she was tied tightly with ropes, her legs were struggling stubbornly and meaninglessly, as if trying to break free from the restraints.

"Don't move, it will speed up the bleeding from your wound." He continued to wipe the blood off the female assassin's legs with gentle and careful movements.

"Bring the medicine for the wound." Qian Mingduo ordered coldly with his face turned sideways.

"Master Ling." Jiang Ying walked behind Qian Mingduo and said softly, "What are you doing..."

"Oh! Lord Jiang." Qian Mingduo stood up, smiled slightly, and said, "Lord Jiang, you have worked hard to capture the assassin. Please sit down and rest for a while. Let me take care of this."

After receiving the golden wound medicine handed over by a guard, Qian Mingduo squatted in front of the female assassin's legs and carefully applied the medicine to her. As his left shoulder was injured, he took a lot of effort to wrap a dry cloth around the female assassin's wound.

"I have cleaned the girl's wound, applied medicine for the wound, and bandaged it well." Qian Mingduo let out a long sigh and smiled easily as if he had completed a difficult task.

"At least the girl won't die from the excessive bleeding." Qian Mingduo wanted to gather the long hair of the female assassin behind her head. After several unsuccessful attempts, Qian Mingduo took a step back and said helplessly, "It seems that the girl's flowing hair doesn't listen to me."

He turned to Jiang Ying who was sitting on the chair and said, "Then we have no choice but to ask Mr. Jiang for help." Qian Mingduo made a gesture of invitation and continued, "Please ask Mr. Jiang to put this girl's hair up behind her head... because I don't want her long hair to become an obstacle to our communication."

"What a young face!" After seeing Jiang Ying put the female assassin's hair up, Qian Mingduo lifted her chin, shook his head slightly, and said softly: "You still have a long time to live, and you still have a long time to experience all kinds of beautiful moments in life... Of course, life is not always beautiful."

"Change the basin of clean water and get a clean towel." Qian Mingduo instructed again while turning his head sideways.

Qian Mingduo held the cloth in front of the female assassin and said softly, "I want to wipe the stains off your face. As you can see, I have a deep sword wound on my shoulder because of you. So I can only use one hand to wipe it for you."

Seeing the female assassin twisting her face away stubbornly, Qian Mingduo leaned over to her ear and whispered, "Although I can only move one hand, if the girl doesn't cooperate..." He turned his head and whispered in the female assassin's ear, "I can order these palace guards to help me. And... you just killed a few brothers who had been with them day and night... I believe they are very happy to help me hold up the girl's... face."

"Although the girl is not the most beautiful in the world," Qian Mingduo said quietly, "she is pretty and pretty."

Qian Mingduo turned behind the female assassin and rested his chin on her shoulder. He said softly, "My brothers are all strong men. They are like wolves and tigers. They watch the maids who are dressed very simply all day long, but they dare not play with them but watch from a distance."

"As long as I give the order." Qian Mingduo said gently, "They will serve the girls one by one, right here... Even if you die, they will let you die with the humiliation of being a woman... with an extremely dirty woman's body..."

After a long time, the female assassin raised her face and closed her eyes.

"Is that right?" Qian Mingduo looked relieved. He knew that he had broken through the female assassin's psychological defenses a little bit, and the next step was to truly conquer her heart.

"Does the girl have any family?" Qian Mingduo dipped a cloth in clean water and gently wiped the female assassin's face. "I think the girl must have a family. Who doesn't have one?"

"May I ask how old you are this year, young lady?" Qian Mingduo didn't seem to be asking a question, but rather talking to himself, because he didn't need the assassin's answer.

"Do you have a husband? Do you have a young son?" Qian Mingduo wiped the clothes attentively. "Do you have any brothers or sisters?"

"I think the girl must have a sister." Qian Mingduo said from the side, "Bring the assassin in and let her be a companion to this girl."