"Afraid?" Lord Huiding smiled evilly and said, "I really admire you. In order to help Yu Wenhao defeat me, you really don't care about your life."
Because of his rage, Yuan Qingling calmed down instead.
She looked at Lord Huiding and slowly walked over. "Lord Huiding was wrong. I didn't do it for him."
"Really? Then who are you doing this for? Do you want me to enjoy your wonderful body?" Lord Huiding sneered, but his eyes were full of evil energy. Finally, he stared at Yuan Qingling's chest and swallowed, bloodthirsty and wild in his eyes.
Yuan Qingling smiled and hid her hands in her sleeves, holding the tube of anesthetic.
"Women like mighty generals." Yuan Qingling stared at him in a daze. She took another step forward and her eyes were filled with worry. "It's a pity that I misjudged Yu Wenhao. If he doesn't like me, then forget it. He's still a coward."
"Really?" Lord Huiding threw away the candle, put his arms around her waist, and pressed her in front of him. He leaned over and said with a grim smile, "It's not too late to regret it now. Yu Wenhao is a soft bone. What is he?"
Yuan Qingling put her hand on his back, still staring at him. "Yes, I really hate him..."
Her nails were imprinted into his skin and flesh, causing his eyes to become deep and his entire body to tremble slightly, enjoying this slight pain.
Yuan Qingling placed her head on his chest. The calmer she became. The needle was injected into the spot where her nails had just cut. Then, she grabbed the skin and muscles beside him with another finger.
An iron hand suddenly grabbed her neck. He stretched out one hand to her back and grabbed the needle from Yuan Qingling's hand. His eyes were bloodshot and full of anger. He slapped Yuan Qingling's face. "You want to use a concealed weapon?"
Yuan Qingling felt that her head was gone. She felt numb for a long time before she felt a burning pain. Her eyes turned black and she felt dizzy. There was a sweet smell in her mouth.
She struggled to hold on and took a look at the syringe. She immediately calmed down and injected all the anesthetic into it.
She grinned, and blood flowed from the corner of her mouth. "I hate him for being softhearted. He didn't kill you back then."
She didn't know that her smile was almost hideous, which stimulated Lord Huiding. The killing intent in his eyes suddenly rose. He pulled her up with one hand, and half of his clothes were exposed.
He bent over and bit down on Yuan Qingling's shoulder.
"...Three, two, one!" Yuan Qingling could not avoid it and could only count silently.
Lord Huiding fell to the ground.
The muscle injection anesthesia took effect.
Yuan Qingling wanted to leave immediately, but since he had been drugged, she couldn't let him go easily.
Yuan Qingling had done what she thought was the most bold thing in her previous life and this life.
He picked up a chair and poked the crotch of Lord Huiding with it.
An egg flying chicken!
This was a very risky method, because the dosage of anesthesia was not high, and his kung fu was good. He might wake up because of the sharp pain. However, if he let it go, he would harm other women in the future.
She wanted to kill him, but she had never killed anyone, so she could not kill him.
Fortunately, Lord Huiding did not wake up.
When she saw a pair of blood-stained scissors on the ground, she picked it up and hid it in her sleeve pocket. She quickly retreated to the door. There was someone outside. She took a deep breath and said loudly, "I'm sorry, Lord Huiding. I really have a bad stomach today. I'll come back soon after I go to the toilet. Wait for me soon."
She turned around, opened the door, and closed it quickly. Two maids were standing outside.
They also heard what Yuan Qingling said and said, "Are you going to the toilet? I'll take you there."
Yuan Qingling covered her stomach and said, "Okay, thank you very much!"
As she spoke, she looked around. Other than these two people, there was no one else guarding her.
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