amaotonovel Chapter 727 Hero saves beauty
Chapter 727 Hero saves beauty
shhhhh!
Two crossbow bolts shot out, pinning Zhang Mingfang's hand directly to the wall.
Blood dripped from his palm, and Zhang Ming was in excruciating pain. Every time he angrily moved his hand, he felt a tearing pain.
"I'll let you live for two more seconds." Lin Ping glanced at him sideways and quickly went to Meng Qingge's side.
Now, she not only has large bruises on her forehead, but also red and swollen patches on her face, and her clothes are in a mess.
She hugged her knees, curled up in the corner, and was trembling all over.
"Don't come any closer, please don't come any closer." Meng Qingge's voice was filled with helplessness as she heard someone approaching.
Lin Ping felt a pang of sadness, a mixture of pity and anger welling up inside him.
Is this still the aloof young lady?
“Miss Meng, it’s me.” Lin Ping’s voice was warm and gentle.
Even so, Meng Qingge still bit Lin Ping's arm like a madwoman.
With all her might, she embedded a handful of teeth, as thin as corn kernels, into Lin Ping's flesh, the blood staining her pale lips.
"Miss, what are you doing? He's Young Master Lin, he's here to save you!" Rou'er rushed over, feeling sorry for Lin Ping's arm.
"If this makes you feel better, then use a little more force." Lin Ping smiled faintly and carefully helped her remove the black veil covering her eyes.
The blood had calmed Meng Qingge down a little. She opened her watery eyes and stared intently at Lin Ping.
It was a handsome face, with features as beautiful as a work of art, and a smile that seemed to melt the snow from an iceberg.
This was the first time she had seen Lin Ping up close; he was quite handsome.
A woman's face is like the summer sky, changing in an instant. Meng Qingge first forced a smile, then threw herself into Lin Ping's arms and wept bitterly.
This broad chest, warm as a mountain, is something to rely on.
Meng Qingge wanted to cry a little longer, so she wiped her tears and snot all over his clothes before she calmed down again.
"How did you get in? Did Father come to rescue me?" Meng Qingge asked in confusion.
In her view, it was most likely that Meng Yuanping discovered her whereabouts and then mobilized all his forces to break into the Zhang residence; Lin Ping was just a little faster.
Lin Ping didn't answer; she didn't want to shatter the little girl's fantasy.
"Master didn't know Miss was here. It was Young Master Lin who broke in all by himself," Rou'er hurriedly explained. She had wanted to tell him about Lin Ping's unparalleled martial arts skills, but then she felt a little scared and chose to keep it a secret.
Lin Ping slowly walked to Zhang Mingfang's side, his sharp eyes scrutinizing him.
"You're Lin Wuqing?" Zhang Mingfang's angry eyes were noticeably deflated; he didn't dare meet Lin Ping's gaze.
"I was going to spare your life, but you've crossed my line." Lin Ping produced a cold dagger and pressed it forcefully against his throat, drawing blood.
Even with Zhang Mingfang's immense arrogance, he had to bow down in the face of death.
His face was pale, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans kept dripping from his forehead.
"We can't kill him!" Meng Qingge shouted urgently.
"Huh? He tried to take liberties with you, and you don't hate him?" Lin Ping turned around and asked in confusion.
He was a general of the Martial Kingdom and a disciple of the Lotus Palace, the kind of person who would kill without blinking an eye, so naturally he didn't have as many concerns as Meng Qingge.
"I wish I could tear him to pieces," Meng Qingge said through gritted teeth, making no attempt to hide her anger.
Having already broken ties with the Zhang family, why would I be afraid to let them know about my hatred?
"I'll help you." Lin Ping slowly moved the dagger from Zhang Mingfang's throat to his face; he really wanted to cut Zhang Mingfang into a thousand pieces.
"If he dies, you'll pay with your life too. Calm down," Meng Qingge reminded him.
She was already extremely grateful that Lin Ping could help her, so how could she let Lin Ping lose his life because of this?
Murderers must pay with their lives! This is the law of the Daye Dynasty, and even Lin Ping cannot transgress it.
After she said that, Lin Ping calmed down.
With his martial arts skills, he could indeed kill Zhang Mingfang and escape, but what about Meng Qingge? She would be an accomplice and would definitely be arrested by the authorities.
In the end, not only will the mother's wish not be fulfilled, but Meng Qingge will also be harmed, which would be a loss for both parties.
"Hahaha, that's right, if you kill me, you'll all pay with your lives." Zhang Mingfang laughed heartily.
"Then I'll take half your life."
The sharp dagger sliced across Zhang Mingfang's groin, and a small, indistinct mass of flesh fell to the ground.
Ah!
Zhang Mingfang screamed in agony, for that was his manhood, and he was destined to be without a woman.
"Lin Wuqing, I will make you pay with your lives!" Zhang Mingfang shouted with a ferocious expression, he would rather die.
Meng Qingge hadn't expected Lin Ping to be so ruthless, but it was certainly satisfying.
“Zhang Mingfang, I advise you not to report this to the authorities, otherwise your secret of being incomplete will be exposed, and I will also reveal what you did to me,” Meng Qingge said sternly.
Lin Ping looked at Meng Qingge with surprise, not expecting that she would go so far as to expose the fact that she was almost raped in order to protect herself.
"Let's go." Lin Ping didn't want to get entangled with the other party any longer.
Meng Qingge nodded obediently, looking rather like a little bird clinging to someone.
After stepping out of the room, Meng Qingge was visibly trembling.
"If you're cold, just hold me tight." Lin Ping picked Meng Qingge up in his arms, his broad chest shielding her from the wind and snow.
Meng Qingge instinctively struggled for a moment, then quickly buried her head in Lin Ping's arms, her face flushed with embarrassment.
"Hehe, a hero saves the beauty!" Rou'er seemed to have forgotten her fear and laughed from the side.
Teased by her maid, Meng Qingge became even more shy, wishing she could merge with Lin Ping.
The group walked out of the Zhang residence without any hindrance; not a single servant dared to stop them, nor did they even have the courage to report it to the authorities.
Meng Qingge's carriage was right outside the door, and Yun'er was tied up inside the carriage, crying anxiously.
"Sister Yun, come down quickly." Rou'er pulled Yun down and said in a mischievous tone, naturally leaving Lin Ping and Meng Qingge some space alone.
Even with the carriage shielding her from the wind and snow, Meng Qingge still felt a bit cold, clutching her lower abdomen tightly with both hands and frowning.
"Try putting it on your stomach." Lin Ping took out the hot water bottle that he had prepared earlier.
Meng Qingge took the hot water bottle with a puzzled look and instantly felt a warm sensation.
"You...you cover your eyes," Meng Qingge said shyly.
"Oh..." Lin Ping was obedient, but there was a gap between his fingers.
"Okay, you can open your eyes now."
Clearly, Lin Ping witnessed the entire process of her putting the hot water bottle into her clothes.
"What is this? It's even warmer than a hand warmer," Meng Qingge asked curiously.
“This is called a hot water bottle,” Lin Ping replied calmly.
"Is this stuff from your hometown again?"
"That's right, poor people can't afford hand warmers, so they can only use hot water to keep warm," Lin Ping said, spouting a string of lies.
Meng Qingge nodded, but did not ask any further questions, her brows still furrowed.
"Is something on your mind?" Lin Ping saw through her thoughts at a glance.