Sun Ningning didn’t notice anyone following behind, while Bai Ze saw but couldn’t be bothered to acknowledge them.
Pushing open the door, she unexpectedly encountered another wave of black-clad assassins charging straight at them.
“Swish!”
“Clang!About a dozen ambush assassins emerged, their blades gleaming as they aimed straight for vital points.
Bai Ze reacted swiftly, grabbing Sun Ningning’s arm and hurling her aside.
Sun Ningning stumbled from the force, colliding into Bai Ling.
He politely caught her arm and moved her behind him, turning his head to say:
“Are you alright? Stay hidden!”
Bai Ling immediately drew the short blade from his waist and positioned himself in front of Sun Ningning.
Recognizing the familiar handsome man in blue, Sun Ningning clutched her shoulder, bending over in pain as she thanked him.
In her urgency, she forgot formal address: “Thank you, be careful! Go help Bai Ze quickly!”
Bai Ling’s movements faltered slightly. Calling Second Brother Bai Ze by name?
Who was she?
Quite bold indeed.
Sun Ningning busily dodged left and right while Feiyun rushed over to shield her.
Ling Shuang wordlessly charged into the room with drawn sword.
None of the imperial descendants lacked martial prowess. With Bai Ling joining the fray, the dozen-plus assassins were quickly overpowered.
Bai Ze lethally dispatched the last man with a throat slash, his killing intent palpable.
He casually tossed aside the commandeered sword.
“Clatter”
Seeing Bai Ling approach, Bai Ze deliberately clutched his arm and greeted indifferently:
“Third Brother”
Bai Ling, accustomed to his brother’s lifelong aloofness, offered an easygoing smile and stood beside Bai Ze.
The novel described Bai Ze as 188cm tall, with Bai Ling slightly shorter by a few centimeters.
The two imperial scions stood together—one possessing exotic features handsome enough to rival celestial immortals;
The other wearing a gentle smile, refined as the clear breeze and bright moon.
Sun Ningning heard the address “Third Brother” but had eyes only for Bai Ze, who radiated an aura of keep-away after his slaughter.
Clutching her left shoulder, she ran to Bai Ze’s side. Biting her lower lip against the pain, she lifted her face to ask:
“Cousin, you’re injured! Your arm is bleeding.”
She immediately turned and naturally ordered Feiyun:
“Feiyun, come here! Quickly bandage your master’s wound!”
Bai Ze stared at Sun Ningning.
He couldn’t comprehend why someone would disregard their own condition while being completely preoccupied with him.
Noticing the bloodstain on her left shoulder steadily expanding, he finally said with a dark expression:
“Where’s your maid? Return immediately”
Sun Ningning: So harsh
Bai Ling had grown used to his second brother’s unapproachable demeanor, but grew increasingly curious about this noble lady who completely ignored him.
“And you are?”
Sun Ningning bowed in greeting, stating calmly: “Greetings, Third Highness. This humble one is Sun Ningning.”
Bai Ling examined her in surprise, “Sun? From Grand Secretary Sun’s household that just returned from Jinling last month? The eldest miss or second miss?”
He’d heard Grand Secretary Sun long intended to wed the eldest miss to the Crown Prince’s residence, while the second miss was destined for his own Wu Wang palace…
Sun Ningning suddenly recalled something.
【Correct, Host. Your guess is right—the one Grand Secretary Sun wants you to marry is standing before you. Must say, your grandfather has good taste.】
【Shut up already!】
【OK. Going offline.Sun Ningning replied regretfully: “Answering Third Highness, Sun Wanwan is my elder sister.” I’m the younger sister Sun Ningning.”
Bai Ze brushed away Feiyun’s attempt at bandaging, watching Sun Ningning’s indifferent expression.
He stood by with an amused smirk, enjoying the spectacle.
She was the eager follower who’d chirp “cousin” left and right, popping up everywhere like an accidental shadow;
Yet when facing her former husband Bai Ling, she’d address him with polite formality as “Third Highness”?
Bai Ze was filled with profound bewilderment.
Especially when he witnessed Sun Ningning—this being the third time—abandon everyone else, her eyes seeing no one but him, treating him with unique distinction…
He couldn’t comprehend it, but that didn’t prevent him from thoroughly enjoying the sensation.
Having never loved anyone across two lifetimes, Bai Ze wasn’t ignorant of matters of the heart.
He simply habitually weighed gains and losses;
He routinely scrutinized the loyalty of everyone approaching him, even a mere servant fetching tea.
Once someone caught his eye and became his person, even a night-soil collector wouldn’t be allowed to suffer others’ bullying.
Sun Ningning was extraordinary, abruptly crashing into Bai Ze’s world.
Her fierce, bloodstained, death-defying actions happened to strike exactly what Bai Ze valued.
What he always demanded was absolute loyalty, undivided devotion, and fearlessness toward him.
Sun Ningning had fulfilled all of it.