Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage Chapter 601 - 600: Never Let Her Speak a Word

Soone gasped softly, startled.

Under the moonlight, a figure burst from the darkness, speeding towards the back door of Qianyun Pavilion at full throttle.

Chu Qianli imdiately gave chase; the figure was like a specter.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, several silver needles under the moon emanated a dark, blue gleam.

"Stop her!" she commanded.

Qing i and Hongchou, alerted by the noise and rushing over, imdiately stopped the figure trying to break out.

The sisters were actually top-notch experts.

With just one move, Fu Ning was forced to retreat steadily.

"Ghost Hand Twins?" Fu Ning struggled to her feet, her eyes filled with shock as she beheld Qing i and Hongchou.

These sisters, who had disappeared from the martial world for many years, looked unexpectedly young.

Could it be they were not approaching forty?

Qing i and Hongchou said nothing, their gaze shifting past her to fall on the woman behind Fu Ning.

The woman was covering her face with her sleeve; no one could see her clearly, but everyone knew it was Chu Qianli.

Fu Ning couldn’t help but glance back as well.

Although she couldn’t clearly see Chu Qianli’s face at this mont, she had seen it crystal clear when hiding in the room earlier.

"You’re not... uh—" Before she could finish her sentence, Fu Ning suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood.

Black blood!

The silver needles Chu Qianli had shot out had struck her, and they were, incredibly, coated with deadly poison.

"You..." Fu Ning’s legs went weak, and with a thud, she half-knelt down.

She couldn’t speak; opening her mouth would only bring forth more blood.

The poison was potent! Fierce!

With the poison deeply set, everything around her gradually began to blur.

"Your Majesty, how shall this person be dealt with?" Qing i took a step forward and asked coldly.

Fu Ning stared at the fuzzy figure of Qing i.

The Ghost Hand Twins, back in the day, had claid countless lives in the martial world.

They were bloodthirsty and ruthless, killing without batting an eyelid.

She truly didn’t expect Chu Qianli to have these two, disguised as maids, by her side.

No, she’s not!

She’s not Chu Qianli!

That face was fake, all fake!

Fu Ning, enduring the severe pain, managed to stand up after much difficulty.

However, her figure swayed, as if she could collapse at any mont.

Chu Qianli narrowed her eyes, staring at her frail figure, her thin lips moving to emit an icy order, "Kill her!"

Her sleeve fell, and her face, in the faint moonlight, had already regained its composure.

Not a single flaw could be detected on Chu Qianli’s face.

"You..." Fu Ning took a step forward, trying to get a clearer look.

But, just as she stepped forward, she spat out another mouthful of black blood.

It looked like she wouldn’t survive the day, but how could she convey this secret to Prince Xuan?

This woman was not Chu Qianli, she was an impostor!

From behind, a cold wind blew.

The Ghost Hand Twins, one with a sword and the other with a knife, had already reached the back door. There was no escape!

Fu Ning clenched her teeth, holding sothing in her hand as if she had already given up on fleeing.

But just as the twins’ sword and knife were about to pierce her body, she suddenly turned around and scattered a handful of powder.

With a boom, the powder ignited in the air.

Qing i and Hongchou felt a piercing pain in their eyes and imdiately stepped back swiftly.

After the flas dissipated, there was no sign of Fu Ning in the courtyard.

"Damn it! She escaped!" Qing i clenched her teeth, her gaze falling on the scorched marks on the ground.

Clueless about the substance, the flas it had sparked were indeed terrifying.

Fu Ning had escaped, but she had been poisoned, she couldn’t get far!

"Chase her!"

Chu Qianli gritted her teeth, murder in her eyes, "She must be killed! We can’t let her speak a single word!"