"Afraid?" Huiding Hou smiled evilly, "I admire you. In order to help Yu Wenhao bring down me, you really didn't even care about your life."
Because of his rage, Yuan Qingling calmed down.
She looked at Marquis Huiding and walked over slowly, "The Marquis made a mistake. I didn't do it for him."
"Really? Then who are you doing for?" Huiding Hou sneered, but his eyes lingered on Yuan Qingling's body evilly, bloodthirsty and madness suddenly appearing in his eyes.
Yuan Qingling smiled, hid her hands in her sleeves, and held the tube of anesthetic.
"All women like mighty generals." Yuan Qing stared at him infatuatedly, then took a step forward, his eyes filled with sadness, "It's a pity that I made the mistake of looking at Yu Wenhao. It's fine if he doesn't like me, he's still a weakling."
"Really?" Huiding Hou discarded the candle, grabbed her waist, pressed her in front of him, leaned down, and said with a ferocious smile: "I regret it now, but it's still too late. Yu Wenhao is just a weakling.
What?"
Yuan Qingling put her hands on his back and still stared at him, "Yes, I really hate him..."
Her nails dug into his skin, causing his eyes to darken and his whole body to tremble slightly, enjoying the slight pain.
Yuan Qingling put her head on his chest. At this time, she became calmer. She injected the needle into the place where her fingernails had scratched, and then used her other finger to grasp the skin and muscles next to him.
The iron hand suddenly pinched her neck. He reached out to her back with one hand, pinched Yuan Qingling's hand and took away the needle. His eyes were bloodshot and filled with fury, and he slapped Yuan Qingling's face, "I want to use a hidden weapon."
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Yuan Qingling felt that her head was gone, and she was numb for a while before she felt burning pain. Her eyesight turned black, waves of dizziness hit her, and there was a fishy-sweet smell in her mouth.
She forced herself to hold herself up, glanced at the syringe, and suddenly felt determined that all the anesthetic had been injected.
She grinned, blood dripping from the corners of her mouth, "I hate that he was so soft-hearted and didn't kill you in the first place."
She didn't know that her smile was almost ferocious. This ferocity stimulated Huiding Hou. Murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes. He picked her up with one hand and peeled off her clothes, exposing half of her shoulders.
He leaned over and bit Yuan Qingling's shoulder.
"...Three, two, one!" Yuan Qingling could not avoid it and could only count silently.
Huidinghou suddenly fell to the ground.
Intramuscular anesthesia took effect.
Yuan Qingling wanted to run away, but since he was anesthetized and in her hands, she couldn't make it easy for him.
Yuan Qingling did something she thought was the most daring thing in her previous life.
He picked up a chair and used the chair leg to poke Huiding Hou's crotch hard.
This is a very risky approach, because the dose of anesthesia is not large and he is very powerful in martial arts. He may wake up due to severe pain. However, if he just gives up, he will harm other women in the future.
She thought about killing him, but she had never killed anyone before, so she couldn't do it.
Fortunately, Marquis Huiding did not wake up.
She saw a pair of blood-stained scissors on the ground, picked it up and hid it in her sleeve pocket, and quickly retreated to the door. There was someone outside. She took a deep breath and said loudly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Hou, I did eat today."
I feel bad. I'll go to the hut and be back soon. Please wait for me."
She turned around, opened the door and quickly closed it. Outside stood the two maids who had just been waiting.
They also heard what Yuan Qingling said and said, "Girl, you want to go to the latrine? I will take you there."
Yuan Qingling covered her stomach and said, "Okay, thank you very much!"
As she spoke, she looked around and saw that except for these two people, there was no one else watching.
It seems that Marquis Huiding doesn't like too many people listening to his "performance".