You!” The young man’s eyes flashed with anger, but he quickly calmed down. He stepped forward gracefully: “Thank you, female hero, for saving my life. Yi Qing – I want to repay your kindness by offering myself, to serve you like an ox or a horse!”
“Good, good,” Hua Xiaoxin laughed. Another beauty was in her hands! She thought, how could she possibly be ignored?
“Ah—um—” Hua Xiaoxin was stunned. Are modern beauties this passionate? Shouldn’t they get to know each other first? This wild region isn’t so wild after all; it’s quite modern and open.
Thinking about it, overwhelmed by her heroic demeanor and beauty, Hua Xiaoxin responded without hesitation.
Her answer made Yi Qing pause; her face turned crimson. With determination, she carried Hua Xiaoxin from the table to the bed.
Thrown onto the bed, Hua Xiaoxin was dazed. Although she didn’t mind a beauty throwing herself at her, they had no emotional foundation—this wasn’t right!
As Hua Xiaoxin was about to object, Yi Qing pinned her down. Panic set in; she didn’t want this! Although she was lustful and wanted to possess a beautiful man, not like this! Hua Xiaoxin struggled: “No!”
But it was too late. A knife was thrust into her chest, blooming a seductive blood rose. Hua Xiaoxin’s eyes widened, meeting a pair of equally panicked eyes.
Yi Qing was also in shock. Had she misunderstood? How could this happen? She thought Hua Xiaoxin was like those shameless people who seduce royal brothers and had picked up the fruit knife on the table—
Did she do wrong? Yi Qing stared blankly at her hands.
Hua Xiaoxin watched the blood rose bloom on her chest, her strength draining until she could barely keep her eyes open, just wanting to drift off to sleep. Her red lips parted slightly, and she closed her eyes.
Yi Qing panicked, pushing and shoving Hua Xiaoxin: “Benefactor, wake up!” She eventually cried hard.
“What? Xiaoxin!/Cat!/Ling’er!” Hearing her cries, three men rushed over. Upon entering, they saw the stiff body on the bed and the blood trails, instantly becoming wild with grief.
Yi Qing, red-eyed and devastated, pulled the knife from her chest and plunged it into her own heart, collapsing beside Hua Xiaoxin. “I… I’ll accompany you… I’m sorry…”
