Allure of a Country Maiden-Chapter 391 - 389

Zhao Youwei heard the splash behind him, quickly turned around, and saw a figure disappearing into the lake.

He swiftly turned and performed Sun Gong, flying towards the water before diving in.

Upon hearing the splash sound, Di Shaowei also hurried over, spotting Zhao Youwei jumping into the lake. He halted in his tracks, turned around, and prepared to return to his room.

Suddenly, a man in black appeared on the distant roof, followed by another! Di Shaowei’s pupils constricted, his heart racing. At that moment, his headache, his heartache, his aching bones all vanished.

He had no idea how many men in black had come nor if any had infiltrated his companions’ rooms! Xiao’er, that girl, was not trained in martial arts!

With this thought, he yelled out at the top of his lungs, "Assassins!"

Di Shaowei’s cry rang out like a midday thunderbolt, shattering the silence of the night.

The sounds of a struggle quickly emanated from the front yard.

Di Shaowei immediately ran towards it.

Xiao’er had always been a light sleeper. She was awakened by the slight noise of a sword penetrating the crack in the door.

She quickly put on her clothes, grabbed a long whip from her room, and without even putting on shoes, positioned herself behind the door.

The wooden latch on the door was gently pushed open.

Just as the door was about to open, Di Shaowei’s loud warning echoed from the distance, "Assassins!"

The assassin outside was taken aback and promptly withdrew his blade, preparing to flee.

Thinking of running?

Xiao’er swiftly opened the door, flicked her whip, and left a deep long mark on the assassin’s back, resulting in instant bloody gore.

At the same time, Shangguan Xuanyi kicked a man in black out of his room and with a swift move, threw a dagger straight into the heart of the man Xiao’er had whipped.

The man in black immediately dropped dead. Black and red blood quickly pooled under him from the whip wound on his back and from his pierced heart.

After the incident where she was held hostage by the second prince of Xiyue Country, Xiao’er was always vigilant about her personal safety.

She believed it was important to deal with enemies swiftly, accurately, and ruthlessly! Otherwise, she would not even know how she would die!

Shangguan Xuanyi hurriedly pulled Xiao’er to his side and gave her an once-over. "Are you hurt?"

"No," Xiao’er shook her head.

"Go and put on your shoes." Shangguan Xuanyi frowned, looking at Xiao’er’s clean and round toes. The floor was icy cold!

Xiao’er: "..." Big brother, what’s more important now - wearing shoes, or dealing with the enemy first?

At this moment, Shangguan Xuanjun, Shangguan Xuanhao, Feng Yang, and others were fiercely battling a dozen men in black.

The martial arts skills of the men in black were strong, aiming to kill with every move. The group was not having an easy time fighting them off, but they were managing.

Di Shaowei quickly joined the battle as well.

Seeing this, Shangguan Xuanyi carried Xiao’er back to their room to put on her shoes.

Just then, two more men in black emerged from the roof, blocking their path.

Shangguan Xuanyi frowned. He put Xiao’er down and they positioned themselves back to back in readiness to fight. He wanted to end this quickly.

Xiao’er’s whip had been specially manufactured with venom extracted from the leaf of an Ashoka tree. The entire whip was intensely toxic.

She did this out of necessity. Those skilled in martial arts were able to use their inner strength. Xiao’er was not a bad fighter in comparison to those without inner strength. But in the face of people who could fly in this era, she would be outmatched. So, her weapon had to be incredibly powerful, keeping enemies at bay and allowing her to hold her own.

The men in black noticed the black blood oozing from the whip injuries on the body of one of their fallen companions, which indicated that Xiao’er’s whip was laced with poison.

But what of it? Even if he had to dodge her whip, unable to get close, Shangguan Xuanyi knew hundreds of ways to kill her.

A sly smile played at the corners of his mouth as he threw a dart towards Xiao’er.

The dart, augmented with his inner strength, seemed like a blade that could tear through space itself.

"Master, I’ll handle this!" the voice of the golden python rang in Xiao’er’s mind.

Hearing this, Xiao’er laughed. She released the golden python, Xiao Huang, from her sleeve. Like a bolt of golden lightning, it lashed out, catching the dart in its mouth before spitting it back.

The dart, now propelled with several times its original speed and force, lodged itself in the throat of the man in black.

As he fell, disbelief filled his eyes. His dart skills, honed over decades, were outmatched by a casual spit from a small snake!

The golden python’s martial prowess overwhelmed everyone. Upon its appearance, everyone else was instantly incapacitated.

Seeing the fallen men in blacks littering the ground, Feng Yang blinked in surprise. The pet his future mistress kept was a pet indeed and not a monster? Are there really pets in this world that can kill for their masters? Who could tell him where he could adopt such pets? He would adopt ten thousand of them!

Once the assassins were dealt with, Shangguan Xuanyi immediately carried Xiao’er back into the room to wear her shoes.

Feng Yang crouched down to examine if the men in black left any evidence behind, to ascertain who had sent them.

"Where are Zhao Youwei and Miss Li?" Shangguan Xuanjun asked not seeing them around.

Everyone exchanged glances but shook their heads.

The doors to their rooms had been opened; the assassins had entered only to leave when they found the rooms empty.

Shangguan Xuanyi and Xiao’er were just stepping out.

Upon hearing their conversation, Di Shaowei’s expression stiffened.

After a quick glance at Shaowei, Shangguan Xuanyi furrowed his brows and looked toward the direction of the lake in the backyard.

Xiao’er also detected Shaowei’s odd behaviour. It seemed like he had just come running from the direction of the lake.

Could Zhao Youwei and Li Mingfang be at the lake?

What could they be doing by the lake in the dead of night? And what was with Shaowei’s reaction? Very intriguing indeed!

Poor Brother Di! He couldn’t possibly be wearing a green hat, could he? With unwavering eyes, Xiao’er stared at the top of Di Shaowei’s head.

"Xia’er, why are you looking at the top of my head like that?" Feeling the heat of Xiao’er’s gaze, Shaowei couldn’t help but ask.

"I want to see if there is any greenery" Xiao’er replied, supporting her chin as if it were a serious matter.

At her words, Shaowei’s face darkened immediately. She was like his dear sister, how could she insinuate him of being "green"!

Feng Yang checked their rooms and returned, reporting. "Neither Mr. Zhao nor Miss Li are in their rooms."

"Let’s go! Let’s check out the backyard. I hope nothing has happened," Shangguan Xuanhao said, heading towards the backyard.

By this time, Zhao Youwei had rescued Li Mingfang from the lake.

Freaking out over the drowned and unconscious Mingfang, Youwei wasn’t sure what to do, as he wasn’t a doctor.

He vaguely remembered hearing about placing the drowned person over a horse’s back, which would help them expel the swallowed water. Not having the time to fetch a horse, he hoisted her onto his own shoulders, hoping the effect would be the same.

As Shangguan Xuanhao and the others walked over, the first thing they saw was this sight.

Staring at the two drenched people, Shangguan Xuanhao was speechless. "What exactly happened here?"

Were they playing the mandarin duck in the water at the middle of the night?