C47 Enemies Have a Narrow Road

Ninth Royal Uncle smiled and nodded at her.

"Cool!" Jing Xiaotong lamented in her heart that even men could have such monstrous looks.

"Let's go." Yun Zihao said.

The few of them headed towards the village and returned to the old man's house. It was already dawn.

At this moment, the man in white was tied up. Jing Xiaotong took off his mask and saw a hideous face, filled with pimples. Her eyes had been squeezed shut until only a slit remained, and the corner of her mouth was torn open.

"Tell me, where did you get those girls?" Jing Xiaotong asked as she held the dagger against his neck.

Yun Zihao and Ninth Prince sat at the table drinking tea. Dongfang Zhiyue quietly sat beside Yun Zihao without saying anything.

"…" The man in white turned his head away without a word.

"I have ten thousand ways of torturing you that you have to say." Jing Xiaotong said as she slapped the man in white's face with the knife.

"…" The man in white still did not speak.

"I feel uncomfortable looking at your face. You must be feeling uncomfortable looking at it yourself. I don't mind helping you take out the entire face." As Jing Xiaotong spoke, she drew blood on the edge of his face.

The man in white closed his eyes, seemingly waiting for her death. Jing Xiaotong rolled her eyes and stopped. She didn't really want to take her face off.

She took out the black needle and applied an itch drug on it, then stabbed the white-clothed person in his acupoints. The white-clothed person's entire body began to shake from the itch, and after scratching and not being able to grab it, his ugly face became even more ferocious.

"Hahaha, it tickled you to death!" Jing Xiaotong tilted her head back and laughed.

"If you don't tell me, why did you kidnap him?" Jing Xiaotong pointed at Ninth Royal Uncle.

"Heh, even if I kill him now, I won't be able to understand the hatred in my heart." The man in white said with a hoarse voice.

Ninth Prince stopped drinking and was stunned. He turned his head to look at Ninth Prince with a puzzled expression.

"Yun Qingtian, you really forget your own business!" The man in white's face showed no expression, but from his tone, one could tell that he was full of contempt.

"…" Ninth Prince looked at him in surprise. He couldn't remember what kind of relationship he had with this person, nor did he know who he was.

"My face is your gift." The man in white spoke harshly.

"This King doesn't remember how to ruin your face. Since you know This King, why not say who you are and how This King hurt you in such a situation?" Ninth Prince said slowly.

"Hmph, Yun Qingtian, don't you remember how you destroyed my face? Don't you remember how you destroyed your own face and how you crippled your leg?"

"Zuo Yiyi?" Ninth Prince's eyes lit up.

"Zuo Yiyi? Why is it a woman's name? " Jing Xiaotong looked at Ninth Prince.

"She is a woman." Ninth Prince said.

It can't be Ninth Royal Uncle's girlfriend, Jing Xiaotong thought.

"Back then This King caught you and you managed to escape. Now, you've come knocking on my door." he said flatly.

"Humph, if it weren't for you relentlessly chasing me down, how would I have become like this?"

"Ninth Royal Uncle, what's going on? Your leg is something you don't want to talk about, it's something to do with a woman. " Yun Zihao looked at Ninth Prince in surprise.

Back then, when This King chased after her and accidentally stumbled into the Lost Forest, This King had just caught up with her when a monster suddenly appeared and grabbed This King's face. This King anxiously turned around and used his leg to push at that monster, but that monster made a wave of its claws and broke the tendons in his legs.

"Hmph. After that monster caught up to me and sprayed a disgusting liquid at me, my face and throat became like this. If it wasn't for you desperately chasing after me, how did it become like this?" Zuo Yiyi said.

"Shameless man, it's all up to you." Ninth Prince said.

"Ninth Royal Uncle, why did you want to kill her?" Jing Xiaotong didn't understand that there was such a huge enmity between them that she had chased after him with all her might.

"Hahahaha, ask him!" Zuo Yiyi laughed loudly.

Jing Xiaotong looked at Ninth Royal Uncle and saw his face alternating between red and white.

The light bulb in her head lit up and she said, "Could it be... it can't be..."

Yun Zihao, Ninth Royal Uncle, and Dongfang Zhiyue turned to look at Jing Xiaotong.

"Could it be what?" Ninth Royal Uncle was alarmed when he saw the evil look in Jing Xiaotong's eyes.

"It can't be that Zuo Yiyi beat you up, right?" She walked to Ninth Prince's side and looked at him with wide eyes and asked in disbelief.

"What are you thinking? "How is that possible?" Yun Qingtian smiled and nodded his head.

"Oh, okay. If our beautiful and noble Ninth Royal Uncle were to be spoiled by such a woman, I will chop her into mincemeat." she said fiercely.

"Cough." Yun Qingtian coughed embarrassedly. He couldn't bear to look back on the past. It was a shameful past, to be stripped by a girl and sent to another woman's bed, and he was almost molested. It was hard for him to say anything.

Yun Zihao was speechless when he heard Jing Xiaotong's words.

"Where are the women of the village? Where did all the plunder go? "

Zuo Yiyi kept her mouth shut, not saying a word.

"Young master, I'm tired. Let's go." Dongfang Zhiyue said.

"Then get ready, let's go!" Yun Zihao said.

Jing Xiaotong looked at Yun Zihao and said, "If you want to leave, you can leave first. I want to find the whereabouts of those girls."

"Those women might already be dead, so what's the use of finding them? We still have to hurry. " Dongfang Zhiyue said.

"Even if he dies, it'll still be up to his family to collect his corpse!" Jing Xiaotong said.

"Take her with you." Yun Zihao said.

"Fine." After a busy night, Jing Xiaotong was also exhausted.

After bidding farewell to the old man, they got on the carriage and left. Zuo Yiyi got on the carriage.

Jing Xiaotong still sat in Yun Qingtian's carriage. Yun Zihao didn't want her to ride in the same carriage as Dongfang Zhiyue.

"If you're tired, just sleep on the soft seat. I'll sit on the chair and read for a while." Yun Qingtian took out a thin blanket from the dark compartment of the carriage and handed it to her.

Jing Xiaotong took it over without any hesitation. She took off her shoes and lay down to get a good night's sleep.

Yun Qingtian picked up the book and started reading. Jing Xiaotong quickly fell asleep.

After a while, Yun Zihao also came up to his carriage and said that he would play chess with Ninth Royal Uncle. As he expected, Jing Xiaotong was lying down on the soft couch and slept as if there was no one around. He was secretly annoyed, but he didn't show it on his face.

Yun Qingtian naturally sat on the side of Jing Xiaotong's legs. Jing Xiaotong turned over and wrapped her arms around Yun Zihao's legs. She moved her face forward, right next to his buttocks. Her posture was ambiguous.

Jing Xiaotong's hand touched his leg. Yun Zihao looked at her, then his left hand held her hand and continued to play chess. Yun Qingtian turned a blind eye and focused on his chess game.