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

Chapter 379

The assassin in black paused for a moment, then fell straight backward.

Fu Shiyan tried to step forward and take Shen Lingjun from the black-clad assassin, but his movements were already very slow. Mo Zhonggui, on the other hand, was extremely fast and reached Shen Lingjun before him, snatching her away.

Fu Shiyan knew he had been poisoned and was no match for Mo Zhonggui. He could not take either Shen Lingjun's or Mo Zhonggui's life with him.

If he stays here any longer, he will surely die.

Taking advantage of the few seconds that Mo Chonggui was delayed while picking up Shen Lingjun, Fu Shiyan immediately retreated, using up all the internal energy he could muster, and finally managed to leap onto the roof and disappear behind the ridge.

Just then, Wang Jin arrived in a hurry.

Mo Zhonggui, still supporting Shen Lingjun, only ordered Wang Jin: "Chase after them!"

Wang Jin immediately leaped onto the roof and chased after him.

Seeing that the two assassins were either dead or had fled, and that the crisis seemed to have passed, the servants around them quickly gathered around.

When the damselfly and pink butterfly saw that Shen Lingjun's neck was covered in blood, as if her throat had been slit, they were terrified and cried out, "Madam!..."

Shen Lingjun's neck and right shoulder were in pain, and the pain made her feel dizzy.

However, she lightly touched her neck with her left hand, guessing that the cut wasn't actually that deep, otherwise she wouldn't still be breathing.

However, the black-clad assassin's slash on her right shoulder was powerful enough to sever her arm. Although her Golden Silk Armor was impervious to blades and spears, the force was unstoppable, and it struck her shoulder squarely. Even now, she still feels half of her body is numb.

Mo Zhonggui said coldly, "Shut up and get out!"

Shen Lingjun realized that Mo Zhonggui was not someone to be trifled with, so she gritted her teeth and waved for everyone to leave.

"Go do what you're supposed to do, and don't talk nonsense..."

The servants of the Yongning Marquis's mansion all knew that Mo Chonggui frequently visited the mansion. Although they didn't know the exact relationship between Shen Lingjun and Mo Chonggui, they were already used to it and kept their mouths shut.

Everyone withdrew, and Mo Chonggui helped Shen Lingjun back to Weixia Courtyard.

Shen Lingjun looked at her neck in the mirror. It was covered in blood, a long gash. Although it wasn't deep, it looked like her head had been chopped off in half, which was quite horrifying.

The bronze mirror wasn't very clear, and Shen Lingjun was trying hard to see clearly as she cleaned the wound when Mo Zhonggui took the white cotton gauze from her hand.

He said in a deep voice, "I'll do it."

Shen Lingjun dared not refuse him and could only let him wipe the bloodstains from her neck.

She sat there, stunned, her thoughts completely drifting back to everything that had just happened.

Fu Shiyan recognized her as Elder Xingju's junior disciple, but judging from his reaction, he didn't seem to have any ill intentions towards her identity.

He originally intended to kill her, but upon recognizing her, he stopped.

Moreover, it seems that he had some connection with her before.

He also said, "Do you remember...?"

Do you remember anything?

Shen Lingjun couldn't recall ever having any dealings with Fu Shiyan.

A sudden sharp pain in her neck abruptly pulled Shen Lingjun back to reality.

Mo Chonggui sneered, "Thinking about the Talisman Master Banquet?"