Prince Kisses Me Again

The armored soldier waved his arm and threw the torch towards Lu Qingning.

"Fire!" "Burn this demoness and these lowly commoners to death, lest they end up in the city …"

Before he could finish his sentence, she raised her leg and kicked the torch back. Her strength and speed were several times faster than before as she said harshly, "There is no plague on them. What qualifications do you have to take their lives?"

The soldier took a few steps back in fear. His face was pale but he said in a strong tone, "What does the life of a lowly commoner matter? If they die, they die. Let them all go, burn them all to eliminate any future troubles!"

"Burn!" In response, he raised the torch, illuminating half of the night sky.

It did not bring them light, but death.

Lu Qingning looked at the victims around her, who were old or young, creased her eyebrows while standing in front of them to protect them, and said with a cold voice, "What use is there to leave you here if you don't work for the people!"

Before the silver needle in his hand could move, the soldier had already fallen to the ground.

In an instant, his aura had vanished, leaving only a red mark on his forehead.

The surrounding soldiers and victims all fell back, leaving only about thirty meters to go.

Lu Qingning looked up in shock. He was dressed in black clothes that fluttered in the wind, the purple gold crown glistened under the flames, but couldn't compare to his beautiful face.

It was clearly a god descending from heaven, yet in the next moment, he pulled her into his embrace without any explanation and left while stepping on the wind.

Lu Qingning struggled to pull her head away from his embrace, but just as she was about to speak …

He then heard a sentence, "Those who don't want to move, kill!"

A murderous aura instantly enveloped the three miles of slope. The soldiers below immediately kneeled down as they lowered their heads, not daring to make a sound.

Qingning raised his eyes and wanted to ask: Lord prince, why are you here?

When he raised his head, he saw the worry in that person's ink-like eyes.

Qingning was startled, he was immediately stopped by Su Yun and swept past countless of roofs and into an extremely grand and simple palace.

Servant girls who wore veils came in and out carrying all kinds of cleaning equipment, and when they saw the man dressed in black pulling Lu Qingning into the inner palace hall, they bowed in complete silence, their eyes filled with grief.

"Save him!"

The person pushed her all the way to the soft couch in the middle of the curtains. Lu Qingning landed on the ground and barely managed to stabilize his body when he heard the constant sounds of disagreement from the room next door.

The old woman had her eyes closed, and was still sweating even though she was unconscious.

Lu Qingning shook his head, and said straightforwardly: "I can't save him!"

The old man at the end of his life was already very weak, so the chances of her being able to use poison concocting pills to save him were even slimmer.

The man sat on the edge of the bed and held out his hand to pinch the old mistress' messy blanket.

He moved gently and familiarly, the palace lights were half dim and the face was gentle and calm like never before.

But there was no reason to believe that she could do it.

"Little Four... "Little Four, let Grandmother go …"

The old mistress suddenly grabbed the hand that she had just reached out and whispered repeatedly. The black clothed beautiful man turned his body and comforted her gently, "It will be fine soon. Bear with it!" "Very quickly …"

He turned his head and struck out with his right palm.

Lu Qingning had only just recalled the scene of her grandfather getting infected by poison from this scene.

The originally robust old man had been tortured by the poison to the point that he was as thin as a twig. Even if he lived another second, he still couldn't bear to leave her alone in this world, struggling to survive.

Qingning's heart ached.

"Lu." Qin Huo stood by her side, and said with incomparable seriousness: "As long as you are willing to save someone, this king will guarantee you a lifetime of well-being!"

Qingning still hadn't spoken.

With a "meow" sound, the snow-white Persian cat jumped down from the roof and climbed onto Lu Qingning's leg, its sharp fangs biting down towards the thinnest part of the clothes on its ankle.

Lu Qingning's long sleeve swept the place, but before it could even touch the cat, it let out a shrill cry as it was nailed to the side of the bed by a glass pearl.

Could it be …

Just as she was deep in thought, that man's ice-cold jade-like hands had already lifted her up, "Lu, are you going to save me or not?"