The Female Supporting Character's Counterattack: The Evil King's Doctor Consort's Ent

Chapter 12 She probably won't be able to go back.

Those present only heard a muffled groan as the man was knocked to the ground.

Ignoring the stares of others, Gu Lingzhi seized the moment when the man was injured and swiftly drew the long sword from his waist.

Because of excessive blood loss, the man was now largely unable to resist. Although Gu Lingzhi was not very strong, he had no time to react because the incident happened so suddenly.

“You may not believe me, but you cannot let the spies escape. If you fail to report such important information, you will all be in deep trouble when the prince blames you.”

She raised her eyebrows, her eyes sharp.

"Do you want to be scolded for disturbing the prince's sleep because you're worried about military intelligence, or lose your life for failing to report military secrets?"

Her words made sense, and the soldiers standing around her finally saw some respect for her.

"I'm going to find the Prince!"

Finally, someone with courage figured it out.

Gu Lingzhi felt a great sense of relief.

The man held hostage by the longsword stared wide-eyed, his fingers, which were covering his wound, twitched slightly.

The mask, adorned with human skin, took on a more sinister appearance.

Gu Lingzhi's vision blurred, and her stomach cramped in waves.

She was starving.

Even an ordinary person would find it unbearable to go two days without food, let alone someone who was already physically weak.

The longsword in his hand was already showing signs of becoming unsteady.

But she still stood straight, using all her willpower.

Because she knew that if she fell, the situation would immediately turn around.

I waited for about fifteen minutes.

For Gu Lingzhi, that fifteen minutes felt like an entire year.

Gu Lingzhi looked weakly at a man in a black robe who appeared in the crowd not far away.

She looked much more relaxed.

It is Mo Jiuxiao.

Although the aura emanating from the other party was murderous, for some reason, Gu Lingzhi vaguely sensed that the other party wouldn't actually kill her.

This feeling is inexplicable.

Her lips twitched, but before she could speak, the person on the ground, with a sudden burst of strength, snatched the sword from her hand in the brief moment she was momentarily stunned.

However, Gu Lingzhi was already too weak to resist.

Her body kept falling downwards, and the man showed no mercy, stabbing at her while saying, "You slave, how dare you slander me!"

The longsword carried an extreme ruthlessness, and the point of attack was also very tricky.

It was aimed directly at Gu Lingzhi's throat.

Gu Lingzhi's vision went black, and her fingers seemed to lose all strength. Even as she watched the long sword about to take her life, she was powerless to resist.

A feeling of despair spread through my heart.

But for most, it was a sense of liberation.

She had been living such a tiring time. If she just died like this, without feeling any discomfort or pain all over her body, it seemed... not so bad.

However, she probably won't be able to go back.

I wonder if he's... alright.

Gu Lingzhi's heart suddenly tightened, and a glimmer of light appeared in her eyes again.

How could she die? She died so easily.

That person taught her how to live no matter what, even in difficult circumstances.

Because someone is behind her, waiting for her forever.

Thinking of this, Gu Lingzhi suddenly raised her hand and gripped the sword blade tightly with her left hand.

The sharp blade sliced ​​through her palm, the wound so deep that the bone was visible.

A signal was circulating in her brain.

Her left hand is probably... ruined.

Blood from her palm dripped onto her neck, and the longsword suddenly veered off course due to the force of the obstruction.

Then it fell right past her neck.

The man's eyes turned cold, and he raised his longsword again to stab down.

This time, however, his wrist hesitated to come down.

Everyone stared wide-eyed as their prince suddenly grabbed the man's wrist.

The man screamed, and his sword fell to the ground in an instant.

Mo Jiuxiao pursed his thin lips, looking at Gu Lingzhi, who was covered in blood and in a sorry state, and a barely perceptible ripple flashed in his eyes.

"Take him away and torture him severely!"

The assassin clutched his shattered hand bones, his face covered in sweat from the pain.

"Your Highness, I am innocent! I have absolutely not done anything to harm our army. Please investigate!"

The subordinates standing behind Mo Jiuxiao hesitated somewhat.

However, Mo Jiuxiao suddenly turned his head and glanced at those people: "Do you want to be guilty of the same crime?"

As soon as the words were spoken, those people instantly pinned down the man whose neck was still bleeding.

When Gu Lingzhi saw this scene, the corners of her lips suddenly curved into a smile, as if she had seen something beautiful.

Mo Jiuxiao held the person tightly in his arms, his arms tightening suddenly, as if he were holding his most precious possession.

He walked step by step through the crowd, his whole body exuding a gloomy aura.

His subordinates, intimidated, all retreated.