Or maybe, this so-called assassin is actually coming for her?
She didn’t seem to have offended anyone, right? Except Su Xingyan!
However, if Su Xingyan really wanted to kill her, wouldn’t he make a move in the Palace? Even at his dumbest, he couldn’t possibly act on the road, right?
"Enough nonsense! Get out!" The person was planning to reach out to Han Jing but suddenly heard a loud exhalation, not like it ca from a human!
He belatedly looked down and finally saw that in this spacious, luxurious carriage, there lay a huge creature, which Han Jing was currently pressing down by the head to prevent it from moving.
Yes, poor Youyou really wanted to jump up and bite off this ****’s throat, but unfortunately, Han Jing was holding down its head, not giving it a chance to show off!
The hand holding the sword trembled slightly.
"Why? Are you going to speak? Who sent you? Are you here to kill ?" Han Jing’s tone was as casual as asking if he’d eaten, making the assassin sowhat unsure which carriage he had gotten on and why it felt so off!
"Who, who are you exactly?" The assassin’s tone was a bit unstable. Do ordinary noble ladies keep such large pets? Why did he, a martial artist, feel such a terrifying aura from the pet under Han Jing’s hand?
Han Jing twitched the corner of her mouth; it seed she was overthinking. It was purely coincidental.
She really did have quite exceptional luck.
"In that case," Han Jing smiled, raising her hand to pinch the assassin’s sword.
The assassin sensed sothing was wrong and tried to retreat, but it was too late. He only felt his wrist go cold, his neck go cold, and before figuring out what was happening, a slender hand clasped around his neck.
"If I don’t fight back, do you think I’m easy to bully!" Han Jing wore a gentle smile, yet it sent chills down one’s spine.
Only a few cracking sounds were heard; the assassin had no ti to scream before his neck was broken, Han Jing’s fingers accidentally piercing into it, and blood flowed down her fingers, staining her delicate white hand.
Han Jing suddenly raised her hand and flung the person out forcefully, shouting, "Mu Jin, quick, quick!"
Mu Jin always thought that their young lady was a delicate noble lady, albeit with so eccentricities, but she’d never killed anyone!
So just now, Han Jing personally killed soone, which stunned Mu Jin, and hearing Han Jing’s outcry, she panicked, "Miss, what’s wrong? Don’t be scared, it’s okay, it’s okay..."
The first ti killing soone must have terrified her!
Thinking back, she too was very afraid the first ti she killed soone, so scared that she didn’t eat all day...
Mu Jin was contemplating how to comfort her when she heard Han Jing say, "Quick, get a handkerchief and clean my hand; it’s about to drip onto Youyou’s head!"
If she had known, she wouldn’t have used so much force. After all, she hadn’t practiced in a while and couldn’t control her strength well; her hand was all covered in blood, truly filthy!
"Huh? Ah, oh..." Mu Jin belatedly handed Han Jing a handkerchief to wipe her hand, and after wiping, asked, "Do you want to wash it?"
"No need, just get a new handkerchief!" Han Jing lacked nothing but water; to say the least, washing her hands was the easiest.
Mu Jin passed her a new handkerchief and suddenly felt unwell. Is their young lady really okay? Isn’t she afraid?
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