Forced love, an inescapable fate

While she was thinking about these things quickly in her mind, she had already slowly groped her way out of the room.

Relying on the cover of night, she successfully approached the crowd.

At this time, Mu Qingli felt that her heart was beating so fast that it seemed like it was about to jump out of her chest. She tried her best to suppress her breath and tremblingly took out the medicine powder she had just found in the room. After taking a few deep breaths, she chose the right moment and shouted loudly at the moment the medicine was sprayed out.

"Brother, Baiyu, quickly cover your mouth and nose."

Bai Yu and Feng Zong also reacted quickly. While waving their weapons, they also quickly covered their mouths and noses. For a moment, the killers who surrounded them ran out of strength and fell down one after another.

But there were also accidents. While many people fell, someone seized the opportunity and pointed a long knife at Feng Zong's back. When this scene fell into Mu Qingli's eyes, her body reacted faster than her brain. By the time she reacted, she had already blocked Feng Zong's back.

The sound of the long knife piercing into flesh was extremely clear. Mu Qingli heard it clearly. She didn't even feel the pain. She just stared blankly at the long knife stuck in her chest, and her mind went blank for a moment.

What she didn't know was that this long sword was prepared by her, and what she didn't know even more was that the killer had noticed her little movements from the very beginning.

The reason why they let her come was so that she could naturally block the knife for Feng Zong, thus achieving the result that the person behind the killer wanted. Obviously, everything went very smoothly, and Mu Qingli did as they expected, and blocked the knife for Feng Zong without hesitation.

Mu Qingli's mind was blank until the moment the long sword was pulled out. Then she felt intense pain all over her body. By the time Feng Zong reacted, she had already slowly fallen to the ground.

His eyes turned red instantly. After waving the sword and killing the man, he hurriedly hugged the man in his arms. At this moment, a lot of footsteps were heard outside. The killers in the yard who had not inhaled the powder hurriedly took the killer lying on the ground away. After a few flashes, they all disappeared.

Bai Yu stumbled up to Feng Zong and the other man, and the scene before him made his legs go weak.

Feng Zong desperately pressed down on Mu Qingli's wound with his hands, his voice trembling.

"Ali, hold on, our reinforcements are here, you have to hold on, I still want to take you home, we will be home soon, you hold on... I'm taking you home, Ali."

His voice was almost trembling and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably.

Mu Qingli's consciousness seemed to have faded. The massive blood loss made her feel dizzy and everything in the past seemed to pass by her eyes in a rush.

She seemed to realize that she was about to die, but she was still a little unwilling. At least she could see Jiang Ci, so that even if she died, she would have no regrets. At least she had not lived in vain in the past few years. She really wanted to see how the young man she saved was doing now, but it seemed that there was no chance.

She could hear Feng Zong calling her, could see the pain in his eyes, and saw Bai Yu kneeling beside him with guilt on his face. She wanted to tell them that it didn't matter, that at least her life had played a role, and that these years had not been lived in vain.

But she also had an obsession in her heart, that is, she had not yet succeeded in getting Feng Zong to choose to support Jiang Ci. With Feng Zong as a backer, Jiang Ci's situation should be much better, and he should be able to live his life safely.

Thinking of this, she suddenly seemed to have strength. Blood was constantly gushing out of her mouth, but she still used all her strength to tightly grasp Feng Zong's sleeve and said intermittently: "Brother, I want to ask you for something, brother... Can you promise me to help brother, help him, he has no one to rely on, I am worried about him, please... please help him..."

These few short sentences almost exhausted all her strength. Feng Zong hugged her, tears in his eyes, nodding his head and choking as he spoke: "Ali, I promise you, hold on, don't give up, I will save you, don't say anything stupid."

When Mu Qingli saw him nod, she felt relieved. At this moment, it seemed as if all the strength supporting her disappeared. Her eyelids became heavy and her thoughts gradually faded away.

She could no longer hold on, and amid Feng Zong's heart-wrenching cries, she slowly closed her eyes.

Jiang Ci received Feng Zong's call for help three days ago. When he arrived with his men, he saw Mu Qingli lying in Feng Zong's arms covered in blood. Naturally, he heard clearly what she had just said.

He stood there in a daze, his steps so heavy that he seemed unable to lift them. From the very beginning, he wanted to use her and then kill her to avenge the deaths of Li Ma and Lu Zhu because of her. However, after getting along with her later, when he realized what was happening, he could no longer bring himself to do it.

He didn't expect that after parting three years ago, the scene they met again would be like this.

He stumbled to Mu Qingli's side, knelt weakly on the ground, and looked at her in disbelief as she lost blood all over her body. The light in his eyes was gradually fading.

"Sister, I'm here."

He called her softly and stretched out his hand to pull her out of Feng Zong's arms, but found that Feng Zong was holding her very tightly and he couldn't pull her away at all.

In a daze, Mu Qingli seemed to hear someone calling her "Sister". She tried desperately to open her eyes, but she couldn't, and slowly fell into a coma.

An Ran, Wan Yue and others were fed the antidote and have regained consciousness. Seeing the scene in front of them, Wan Yue opened her eyes wide and took a few steps back in disbelief. An Ran had seen this kind of situation many times, and she quickly regained her sanity despite her sadness. Under her calm command, Feng Zong also reacted completely, hurriedly carried the person back to the room, and asked An Ran to rescue him.

Jiang Ci stumbled after them, but was stopped by Wan Yue at the door.

Wan Yue held back her tears and whispered to him, "Your Highness, don't go in. With Miss An Ran here, the princess will definitely be out of danger."

Jiang Ci slowly came to his senses from the shock when he heard Wan Yue's voice. Bai Yu followed behind him and roughly told him what had happened.

Finally, Bai Yu said hesitantly: "Your Highness, these assassins are most likely sent by the Lord."

Hearing this, Jiang Ci raised his eyes and stared blankly at the room where Qing Li was. He clenched his hands tightly at his sides until his palms were pierced by his nails and blood dripped onto the ground. Only then did he turn around.

Seeing that the yard had been cleaned up, he finally loosened his clenched fists helplessly.

"I know. Let someone clean up the traces and don't let Feng Zong find out."

"Yes."

After Bai Yu left, Jiang Ci stood at the door, his eyes fixed on the room in front of him, but his mind kept recalling what Mu Qingli had just said.