Marrying a concubine and swallowing her dowry? The mistress turns around and marries a high-ranking

Chapter 377

Mo Zhonggui had some understanding of "Naihe" and, after seeing Fu Shiyan's gesture, knew that he was probably giving orders to his other assassin accomplices who were lurking nearby.

Mo Zhonggui realized something, his expression changed, and he chased after the direction Shen Lingjun had just left, but Fu Shiyan followed closely behind, entangled his steps, and made it impossible for him to escape.

A moment later, a fierce fight broke out in the courtyard in the distance!

"lady!......"

The servants' screams echoed from afar, and Mo Zhonggui's face paled even more. He turned his head sharply to look in that direction, but in that moment of distraction, Fu Shiyan's scimitar was already aimed at his throat.

Mo Zhonggui parried the attack with his sword, using all his strength to retreat several feet. However, what he saw next made his heart tighten suddenly.

A black-clad assassin, holding Shen Lingjun hostage, slowly walked out from the Weixia Courtyard.

The assassin's knife was stained with blood, but Shen Lingjun showed no obvious signs of injury. Mo Zhonggui guessed that the bodyguard protecting Shen Lingjun must have been killed.

Seeing that Shen Lingjun was being held hostage, Fu Shiyan was no longer in a hurry to continue fighting Mo Zhonggui. He stopped, smiled, and strolled leisurely towards Shen Lingjun.

"Although Chief Eunuch Mo is a eunuch, he is much more affectionate than many real men."

Fu Shiyan had killed countless people and seen countless people, possessing extremely sharp insight. When Mo Chonggui saw him just now, his first reaction was to let Shen Lingjun leave first, and he even assigned secret guards to protect Shen Lingjun. This clearly demonstrated Shen Lingjun's importance in Mo Chonggui's heart.

So he ordered his other assassins to capture Shen Lingjun in order to blackmail Mo Zhonggui.

Even if they can't threaten him, they can still shake Mo Zhonggui's resolve. In a battle between masters, even the slightest lapse in concentration can determine life or death.

Assassins will stop at nothing to complete their missions, regardless of whether it's righteous or despicable. If they can't kill Mo Chonggui by force, they'll resort to underhanded tactics.

Mo Zhonggui's expression had returned to calm. She glanced at Shen Lingjun and sneered:

"You think you can kill me just by capturing her?"

Fu Shiyan smiled, and the assassin who was holding Shen Lingjun immediately slashed at Shen Lingjun's right arm with his knife!

"......lady!"

The servants who had chased after them cried out in alarm.

But the knife didn't cut anything.

Shen Lingjun wore a close-fitting golden silk armor, which was as thin as nothing, yet impervious to water and fire, and invulnerable to swords and spears.

This was a priceless treasure that Mo Zhonggui had given her before. Ever since she learned that the eldest princess of Pingkang wanted to kill Shen Lingjun, Mo Zhonggui had her wear it close to her body, just to have an extra layer of protection.

Shen Lingjun felt a sharp pain in his shoulder from the blow, but he gritted his teeth and refused to make a sound.

The assassin in black was clearly caught off guard and immediately lost his composure. He quickly turned his blade and slashed at Shen Lingjun's neck.

The servants around them screamed and gasped in alarm once again.

This cut was completely unprotected; if it had gone half an inch deeper, it would have been a direct slit in the throat.

Fresh blood gushed out, flowing down half of Shen Lingjun's body.

Mo Zhonggui remained unmoved, not even blinking, his eyes filled with nothing but a contemptuous sneer.

"She's my enemy. Would I risk my life for her?"