allonlinenovel Chapter 350 Ji Hua
Chapter 350 Ji Hua
Murong Ling'er walked into the room gracefully, and after scanning the room, her eyes finally fell on Ji Hua lying on the couch.
The moment their eyes met, Murong Ling'er's heart trembled suddenly, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity came over her, as if the noble lady in front of her was inextricably linked to herself. She was about to recall it carefully when she was interrupted by Ji Hua's voice.
"Miss, why do you visit me so late at night? I wonder what brings you here?" Ji Hua looked Murong Ling'er up and down, his eyes as deep as the abyss, making it difficult to understand.
She didn't believe that in the dead of night, there would be uninvited guests who just came to chat.
Murong Ling'er's lips curled up in a meaningful arc, and she said slowly, "Madam, why are you asking questions when you already know the answer? Isn't it your people who have been staring at us time and time again that have led me to come here to ask for an explanation?"
As she spoke, she glanced at the old woman intentionally or unintentionally, with a hint of mockery in her eyes.
The old woman's heart skipped a beat, knowing that the other party had discovered her surveillance. She subconsciously lowered her head and unconsciously clenched the corners of her clothes with her hands, but she pretended to be calm and did not reveal any flaws.
Ji Hua's face darkened slightly, and her eyes shot towards the old woman like a knife. The latter lowered her head, not daring to look her in the eyes.
Ji Hua did not lose his temper on the spot. He just took a deep breath and tried to calm the anger in his heart.
She looked at Murong Ling'er again, a gentle smile on her face, and said softly, "It was the servant who didn't know the rules and disturbed the young lady. I hope the young lady will be magnanimous and not take it to heart."
As she spoke, she raised her hand and plucked off an exquisite butterfly-shaped gold hairpin from her head, handing it to Murong Ling'er, "This hairpin is a token of my appreciation. Please accept it, young lady. Consider it my apology."
Murong Ling'er just glanced at the golden hairpin lightly, without any ripple in her eyes. She neither reached out to take it nor had any intention of refusing. She just looked at Ji Hua quietly, and the scene fell into an awkward deadlock for a while.
Seeing this, the old woman's eyes flashed with a fierceness. She quickly stepped forward, took the golden hairpin from Ji Hua's hand, and walked towards Murong Ling'er with a smile on her face. She said, "Young lady, my wife is sincere and I hope you will accept it."
Murong Ling'er took a step back, avoiding the golden hairpin the old woman handed over, and sneered, "Madam, do you think that a golden hairpin can solve the problem? You really underestimate me."
She paused, her eyes sharp as an eagle's, staring directly into Ji Hua's eyes. "I came here today not to ask for compensation, but to get the truth. Why is Madam so interested in us that she sent people to monitor us? If Madam doesn't tell me the truth, I'm afraid this matter won't be resolved so easily."
Murong Ling'er let out a disdainful chuckle, her tone cold yet undeniably firm: "You think you can get rid of me with just a gold hairpin? Madam's servants are so ignorant of the rules. If you don't punish them severely, I'm afraid they'll cause more trouble in the future."
"You... are so insolent!" The old woman was immediately furious when she heard this. Her eyes were wide open and she glared at Ji Hua. She had been with Ji Hua for many years and had never seen anyone dare to speak to her master like that. She was completely infuriated by Murong Ling'er's attitude.
Murong Ling'er pretended not to see it. She just raised her eyes nonchalantly and glanced at the old woman casually. Her eyes were full of contempt and provocation, as if in the eyes of the old woman, she was just an insignificant ant.
"Arrogant youngster, today I will definitely teach you a lesson and let you know your place!"
The old woman was so angry that she was shaking all over. She could no longer suppress the anger in her heart. She shouted loudly, and suddenly her figure flashed and slapped Murong Ling'er.
This palm strike seemed ordinary, but in fact it contained a mystery. The palm wind was whistling, and it had the power to break the bamboo. It was obvious that the old woman's first move was a killing move, and she vowed to kill the arrogant woman in front of her on the spot.
However, things didn't go as the old woman expected. Just as her palm was about to reach Murong Ling'er, a mocking smile appeared on her lips. She calmly raised her hand and waved it gently, and an invisible force instantly erupted.
The old woman only felt an overwhelming force rushing towards her, and her palm power was like hitting an indestructible wall and was instantly bounced back.
She flew backwards uncontrollably, hitting the wall behind her with a dull thud, and then fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string.
"Puff--" The old woman spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the ground red. Her eyes were full of horror and disbelief. Obviously, she couldn't accept at this moment that she was defeated by this seemingly weak woman in one move.
"Mammy!" Seeing this, Ji Hua's face suddenly changed. He stood up suddenly. A trace of shock first flashed in his eyes, and then was replaced by endless anger.
Nanny was her confidante, had followed her for many years, and was loyal to her. Now she was injured like this by Murong Ling'er. How could Ji Hua not be angry?
"Catch her for me, regardless of life or death!" Ji Hua pointed at Murong Ling'er and gave a stern order, his voice chilling to the bone.
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard several gusts of wind whistling past his ears, and several black shadows rushed towards Murong Ling'er from all directions like ghosts.
It turned out that they were the secret guards secretly raised by Ji Hua. These people usually hid in the dark and would show up to protect their master at critical moments. Each of them had extraordinary skills and was ruthless in their attacks.
Murong Ling'er was not afraid at all. There was a glimmer of excitement in her eyes, as if the upcoming battle was a long-awaited feast for her.
She turned her body lightly, like a dancing butterfly, and moved freely among the attacks of the secret guards.
Sometimes she leaned sideways to avoid the sharp sword light, and sometimes she punched to block the swift palm wind. Her movements were smooth, elegant and deadly.
Ji Hua, who had been watching the battle from the side, originally thought that with the help of these secret guards, he could easily capture Murong Ling'er, but as the battle continued, her face became more and more ugly.
Although the secret guards attacked fiercely, Murong Ling'er was like a nimble fish, maneuvering skillfully among the flashes of swords and sabers, without even the corner of her clothes being touched.
The old woman huddled in the corner was also stunned by the scene before her.
She originally still had a glimmer of hope, hoping that the secret guard could avenge her, but now seeing how powerful Murong Ling'er was, her hope was completely shattered.
She quickly came to her senses. While Murong Ling'er was being harassed by the secret guards and had no time to care about herself, she endured the pain and crawled to Ji Hua's side with difficulty, whispering, "Master, run away quickly and find the owner of the manor. We are no match for her."
Ji Hua was startled when she heard this. Although she was unwilling, she was also aware of the current situation. She no longer hesitated, glared at Murong Ling'er fiercely, turned around and rushed out quickly.
Behind her, Murong Ling'er's figure loomed in the night, and the clamor of battle continued...