c7 (1/2)

Chapter 7: To a.s.sa.s.sinate (Part 2)

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The sound of brocade cloth tearing in the silence of the night was like a sharp knife tearing Qing Feng’s clothes and also her dignity. His frivolous wanton eyes lingered on her body and with one hand caressing her and the other hand that was chocking her neck now streak across her right shoulder, towards her chest…

With a heart colder than her body, Qing Feng’s stiffen body trembled, hasn’t she long thought that this scenario will happen? What is she afraid of! What she wanted was for Yan Hong Tian to be fascinated with her body, so that he will drop his vigilance enough for her to a.s.sa.s.sinate him! But when the moment came, with that kind of touch, felt like an icy serpent wrapping around her. The disgust that made one nausea, the fear, humiliation and shame almost drowned her!

Her delicate white flawless skin is pleasing to Yan Hong Tian and her trembling reaction made him interested. His fingers started to trail down her waist and his eyes didn’t leave her right chest. He had heard previously, that the Qing mistress was a famous tattoo artist and during her daughter’s full month celebration, she tattooed the last word of their name on their right chest. The strange thing was that normally the words cannot be seen. It was only when they are emotionally excited or when their body temperature is elevated will the tattoo be visible. If she is Qing Ling, then the word “Ling” will appear around her shoulder.

When Yan Hong Tian’s hand headed down her waist, Qing Feng’s head hummed and blood shot up quickly. She would not be insulted that much! This is worst than death! Qing Feng open her eyes wide and suddenly raised her hands, took out the knife hidden in her hair and attacked Yan Hong Tian’s chest fiercely.

Qing Feng’s fluid actions and having a weapon, was something that was unexpected by Yan Hong Tian. As she attacked with the sharp knife, Yan Hong Tian did not manage to push her away in time and could only turn his body to let it pa.s.s and grab her hands. Even though he managed to grab onto Qing Feng’s attacking right hand, the back of Yan Hong Tian’s hands was slashed deeply by the weapon. Blood was flowing along his wrist, soaking his dar sleeves.

With bloodthirsty eyes, Yan Hong Tian coldly shouted, “You want to kill Zhen (emperor’s way of calling I or me)?” Or should it be said that she is an a.s.sa.s.sin sent by Hao Yue?! With eyes flas.h.i.+ng with a killing intent, Yan Hong Tian’s strength became more ruthless.

Her wrist was grabbed by a hawk-like hands, causing extreme pain enough for Qing Feng’s face to turn deathly white. But she did not moan and continued to hold the knife, even though she was breaking into a cold sweat and biting her lips due to the pain.

She doesn’t know martial arts? Yan Hong Tian secretly wondered, a weak arm, confused pulse and a pale fare clearly indicate that she is just am ordinary female. She is not an a.s.sa.s.sin, why would she a.s.sa.s.sinate him?

Even though he already knew that she is not an a.s.sa.s.sin, Yan Hong Tian did not relax his hands, he’d like to see to what extent of stubbornness will this female show?!

His hands exerted more force and there was a distinct sound of displacement of bones. Qing Feng repressed a low groan and the knife fell from her hands onto the floor with a clear sound.

Qing Feng is also pampered and spoiled since childhood, a heiress that everyone doted and has never suffered such a pain like this. Even so, she is not willing to beg for mercy. Her welling tears uncontrollably fell, Yan Hong Tian felt no pity when he saw her tears and instead felt disgusted that he threw off her hand. Qing Feng staggered and fell onto the ground.

Her right hand is unable to move, Qing Feng struggled to used her left hand to pull up her torn clothes, covering up a little at a time. Her pride does not let herself to look lowly or sorry in front of him.