Chapter 133 Between You and Me

Pan Yueqing had never seen Su Ruoqing with such a strong killing intent. In her impression, this third cousin had always disliked killing the most. But now she witnessed Su Ruoqing holding Xiong Lazi's head and stabbing the hearts of all those bandits. Pan Yueqing felt horrified seeing Su Ruoqing who was like a walking corpse.

Qi Sian panted heavily several times. He pressed one hand on his waist, his legs went weak and he knelt down on one knee, but then he gritted his teeth and stood up immediately. His face was extremely pale, and his steps were unsteady. He spoke in a low voice, as if brewing anger and helplessness, and enunciated the name of the person in front of him word by word: "Su, Ruo, Qing."

"Su, Ruo, Qing!" Qi Sian tried to pull Su Ruoqing, as if to pull the young man who was walking step by step into the sea of blood and corpses back to the human world. But before his hand could touch Su Ruoqing's clothes, Su Ruoqing, who overreacted, slashed his hand with a sword, cutting the skin. Qi Sian covered his scratched arm, not caring at all that Su Ruoqing might stab him in the heart and lungs with a sword.

"Damn it, wake up!" Qi Sian almost growled through his teeth.

Qi Sian's hand that was pulling Su Ruoqing had the skin torn. Qi Sian raised his hand and slapped Su Ruoqing's face: "Stop killing!"

Su Ruoqing stopped his action, raised his eyes with tears in them. There was finally a trace of vitality in his empty eyes. He pulled out a smile, but it was a cold laugh. "I'm really useless."

"Twenty brothers, all of them were elites. They followed me in without knowing the depth of the situation ahead and lost their lives."

With a clang, the long sword fell to the ground. Su Ruoqing's legs went weak and he knelt on the ground. Pan Yueqing felt sorry for him and was about to step forward to help Su Ruoqing up, but unexpectedly, Yang Lin blocked her way. "He has always been too smooth sailing. Let him collect his thoughts."

Pan Yueqing turned her head away and didn't dare to look at Su Ruoqing's appearance. She had never seen Su Ruoqing in such a sorry state. In her memory, this cousin had always been calm and unaffected by any external influence. In her previous life, with the ups and downs of the Dingyuan Marquis's Mansion, it was finally Su Ruoqing who restored the title of his father's generation.

She should have always known that behind every capable person, there might be a heavy price to pay to have such ability.

Just like when she had survived nine deaths and was disfigured by fire.

The sound of horses' hooves came, shaking the ground. Pan Yueqing turned around and looked, her gaze cold. At such a time, if there were more bandits coming, they might not be able to turn the danger into safety again. But this time, it was neither bandits nor pursuers. It was Shiguang who led the reinforcements and broke in from the main gate, and they found this place all the way.

Behind them, there was a string of Rong and Di soldiers tied up. When Zeng Jianyue saw those Rong and Di soldiers wearing brown fur, felt hats and carrying curved swords, she shrank back behind Pan Yueqing fiercely. The fear in her was self-evident. Pan Yueqing noticed Zeng Jianyue's panic and immediately blocked her behind herself.

"Master! Why are you injured again!" Shiguang exclaimed. Looking at Qi Sian who was holding Su Ruoqing with blood all over his hand, his heart rate accelerated. He rushed forward and grabbed Qi Sian's hand to check. Qi Sian felt a bit embarrassed and forced a smile. "It's nothing."

"It's nothing to you," Shiguang was not willing to give him face. He rolled his eyes. "Even if the sky falls, you would still say it's nothing with a calm expression." After saying that, he took out a fine silk handkerchief from his body and carefully bandaged Qi Sian. His face still showed no sign of joy.

Qi Sian was a bit helpless.

Then Pan Yueqing slowly walked forward and stretched out her hand in front of Su Ruoqing: "Cousin, get up."

Su Ruoqing wiped the tears on his face, let out a long sigh, and finally placed his hand in front of Pan Yueqing. With Pan Yueqing's help, he slowly stood up. His body was still a bit unsteady, and he stumbled and fell towards Pan Yueqing's small body. Fortunately, Wu Yang, who came later, was quick-eyed and quick-handed. He grabbed Su Ruoqing's arm and pulled Pan Yueqing's body back a step. Su Ruoqing fell into Wu Yang's arms.

"Hiss—" Wu Yang took a deep breath, picked up Su Ruoqing and threw him to the soldiers behind. He raised his eyes and looked at Pan Yueqing, who was a bit dazed. He cupped his hands and saluted, then walked away silently.

Because his gaze was on the girl who was shrinking in the corner. Wu Yang walked silently behind the girl. Maybe she noticed that there was someone behind her, and her small shoulders trembled twice.

Wu Yang felt his throat roll up and down. He opened his mouth as if he suddenly forgot how to speak. Finally, he turned around silently. The bandits who hadn't been killed by Su Ruoqing's own hands had been tied up one by one and were kneeling on the ground.

Qi Sian looked at these people and finally turned his head away.

He didn't want to spare these people's lives.

But it couldn't be entirely blamed on these bandits. Many of them had resorted to robbing houses just for a little food. Qi Sian took a deep breath and waved his hand. The soldiers who came to support finally raised their sabers high. Everyone's face was cold. Killing and being killed had always been just a terrifying joke.

"Wait a minute," Pan Yueqing suddenly said.

"What's wrong?" Qi Sian turned around. In his opinion, clearing and eliminating them was the most once-and-for-all way. There was nothing more direct than the threat of death, and there was nothing more despairing to the unruly people than beheading. Severe punishment in troubled times was a truth that he couldn't learn from books but was truly taught by reality.

He thought that Pan Yueqing was the same.

Pan Yueqing let out a slight sigh. "The leader of the bandits has already been brought to justice. Among the remaining underlings, how many are doing this for a living, and how many are being coerced? Do they have families behind them? It's our negligence that has put them in such a situation."

"Forget it," Pan Yueqing said, and her heart was trembling slightly when she said that. She had always been more ruthless than anyone else. She could watch Qian Cheng being executed without changing her expression. She had always been keen on calculating people's hearts, but she was still willing to reach out and pull back those who had one foot in the abyss. She turned her gaze to Qi Sian, who was deep in thought. "There have been enough deaths. Let's stop the meaningless casualties."

Qi Sian raised his eyes and stared at Pan Yueqing for a long time. During this time, even Shiguang, who was standing behind Qi Sian, was worried for Pan Yueqing. He knew His Highness's character. He would never do anything unnecessary and would never be soft-hearted when he shouldn't be. Although Qi Sian had made exceptions for Pan Yueqing several times, it didn't mean that he would do the same this time.

Qi Sian's face was pale, and his expression was uncertain. He stared straight at Pan Yueqing's face. This look was very much like a poisonous snake hunting. Pan Yueqing also stared at Qi Sian without showing weakness. Suddenly, Qi Sian chuckled.

"Why so serious?" Qi Sian sighed and stepped forward to signal the soldiers to retreat. "If Qingqing says to let them go, then let them go. Anyway, they are all insignificant people. I don't care whether they live or die. Between you and me, there's no need to be so distant."