The mission must be completed, and she had no choice.
For this reason, she must assassinate Lord Xinling at all costs, even if it means taking her most precious possessions.
Seduction, poisoning, assassination, no matter what method she uses, she must complete the mission.
Otherwise, once the mission fails, what awaits you will be an endless pursuit...
The night is already deep.
It rained harder.
The rain streaks turned into rain lines, the rain lines turned into rain curtains, and the entire Daliang City was shrouded in a vast white mist.
The rainwater flowed down the eaves, forming small waterfalls and splashing white water on the ground.
A waiter came to Jing Ni's door.
He lowered his head and said in a respectful voice, "Girl, it's time to leave."
Jing Ni was silent for a moment after hearing this. Her eyes fell on the night blurred by rain outside the window. There was a moment of struggle in her eyes, and then it was replaced by calmness.
She stood up, took a deep breath, forced a smile on her face, and then slowly walked towards the door.
The door opens and closes again.
The sound of footsteps gradually faded away in the sound of rain.
About a quarter of an hour later.
In the bedroom of Lord Xinling.
The candlelight flickered, reflecting the splendor of the room in flickering light.
Jing Ni lowered his head and slowly came to Lord Xinling's bed.
On the bed, "Lord Xinling" was lying there, lying on his side, facing inward, and his face could not be seen clearly.
The brocade quilt was covered on his body, only his silhouette was exposed, his breathing was steady and long, and he seemed to have fallen asleep.
Jing Ni raised his head slightly, his eyes falling on the back, wanting to confirm Lord Xinling's appearance.
Her fingers clenched gently in her sleeves.
However, before she could make any move, the figure of "Lord Xinling" suddenly appeared in front of her!
The speed was so fast that Jing Ni's eyes couldn't catch it at all.
She only felt a blur in front of her eyes. A slender figure had disappeared from the bed and appeared less than three feet in front of her, standing face to face with her.
"Ah..."
Jing Ni took a step back in fear, his footsteps making a dull sound on the soft carpet.
Her body's instinct was to retreat, but Brain was running rapidly.
'No!' She thought secretly in her heart, 'He is not Lord Xinling! State of Wei can never be a strong man with such skills. Who is he?!'
"Beauty..." "Lord Xinling" called softly, "It's getting late, why don't you go to bed?"
Jing Ni heard this and wanted to run away, but her body went against her will.
She was horrified to find that she could not resist his order
Her body moved uncontrollably.
He raised his hands and untied the ribbon around his waist. With trembling fingertips, he took off his robe and dropped it on the carpet with a soft sound.
Then there are the middle coat, lining...
Her movements were mechanical and stiff, like a puppet controlled by strings, and every movement was not from her will.
"No, don't!"
She screamed in her heart, but no sound came out of her throat.
If she loses her most precious possessions and fails to complete the task, then there is only a dead end waiting for her.
Net will not tolerate losers, let alone a chess piece that has lost its value.
Her fate will be more terrible than death!
The clothes on Jing Ni were reduced one by one, and by the time she walked up to the man, she was already naked.
Her body was trembling slightly, and her arms were crossed subconsciously in front of her chest, trying to cover up, but nothing could be covered.
She was so ashamed and angry that she wished she could hit her head here and die, but her body went against her will and stood there motionless.
The man slowly raised his hand, gently picked Jing Ni's chin, and put his fingertips on her chin, forcing her to raise her head slightly.
His eyes fell on her tear-stained face, and he spoke in a joking and gentle tone:
"Don't worry, Lord Xinling is dead..."
After saying that, he lowered his head directly and kissed Jing Ni on the lips.
The next day.
Morning time.
The rain has stopped.
The sun peeked out from behind the clouds, illuminating the rain-washed world transparently and brightly.
Jing Ni was sitting on the edge of the bed with pain all over his body and was getting dressed.
Her movements were a little stiff, her eyes were reddish, her lips were slightly swollen, and her whole body looked tired.
Zhao Linchuan stood in front of her, with his hands behind his hands, and spoke in a gentle tone, his eyes falling on her without any intention of aggression.
"Lord Xinling's body is in the side hall. Cut off his head and take it back for questioning."
As he spoke, he turned around, his back facing her, and his voice became a little lower.
"I hope that when we meet again next time, you will no longer be Net's killer and can live for yourself."
After saying that, Zhao Linchuan walked out of the house minding his own business.
Jing Ni looked at Zhao Linchuan's leaving figure, his eyes became a little complicated.
She rubbed her lower abdomen in pain, frowned slightly, then slowly stood up, turned around, and glanced at the blood-stained sheet.
She closed her eyes, sighed, and said feebly, "Living for myself... am I worthy?"
She shook her head, bent down, picked up the dagger that fell on the ground yesterday, cut off the blood-stained area on the sheet, then turned around and walked towards the side hall.
Now she could only hope that the words of the man who wanted her body but didn't even leave a name were true.
She has now lost the bargaining chip to assassinate Lord Xinling. If Lord Xinling is still alive, then she can only choose a good place for herself to wait for death.
After a while.
In the side hall.
The light in the side hall is a bit darker than the main hall, and the air is filled with a faint smell of blood.
The body of Lord Xinling was lying quietly on the floor, with a pale face and wide-open eyes. The fear and confusion before death were still frozen on his face.
Jing Ni looked down at the lifeless Lord Xinling, and couldn't help but feel relieved.
"Fortunately... what he said is true."
She squatted down, grabbed the crown of Lord Xinling's hair with one hand, and lifted his head off the ground. She raised the knife with her right hand and slashed across his neck. Lord Xinling's head was instantly separated from his neck.
Blood gushed out from the fracture, spreading a small patch of dark red on the floor.
Jing Ni expressionlessly put the head into the prepared cloth bag, tied the mouth of the bag tightly, then stood up and walked out.
About half an hour later.
Lord Xinling's Mansion On the highest eaves.
Zhao Linchuan stood there quietly, looking through the courtyard and the wall, and fell on the figure who was leaving quickly outside the mansion.
Jing Ni's pace was a little hurried, and her figure became smaller and smaller in the morning light, and finally turned into a tiny black dot and disappeared at the end of the street.
Zhao Linchuan followed her with his eyes and followed her quietly.