Tres patos mandarines y un par y medio

Capítulo 9

"Please stop torturing me, okay? Shut up!" Her anger flared again, and Bai Qianqian glared once more at An, who was clearly putting on an act. Little did she know, his lowered face was filled with pain; the medicine, though initially cooling, was now causing both itching and pain.

"Here, take this!" After applying the medicine, Bai Qianqian handed over a pill. She had forgotten the name of the medicine, but it was definitely the right one.

Without hesitation, he took the medicine and swallowed it in one gulp. "Thank you!" It felt really good to be cared for, even though it seemed like he had to ask for it.

"...You're welcome." Strange, he actually said thank you? Bai Qianqian raised a delicate eyebrow.

"I want to eat something!" A resentful gaze shot straight at him.

I knew it! There were requirements! Bai Qianqian was about to refuse firmly, but seeing his pitiful expression and his truly weak appearance, she softened.

"Okay, okay, what do you want to eat? By the way, my cooking is terrible, so be prepared!" Bai Qianqian threatened, "Hmph, let's see if you dare to eat it."

"I'll eat anything you cook." An's smile seemed exceptionally sunny at that moment.

"Fine, you said it, but don't regret it." After saying this harshly, Bai Qianqian turned and went out to find the kitchen.

Before long, an unusual sound came from the well-stocked kitchen of Jue'an Palace.

"Ah!...Don't jump!...Stop...I said stop, did you hear me?!" A complete culinary idiot was talking to a dying fish...

Later, Bai Qianqian proudly presented An with a bowl of so-called fish porridge that had turned black.

Later, secretly watching her radiant expression, he drank the incredibly salty fish porridge without hesitation.

After he finished drinking it, she asked him excitedly and expectantly, "Was it delicious? This is the first time I've ever cooked anything!"

He nodded and smiled, saying, "I love it." He avoided the question of whether it tasted good or not; he didn't want to lie to her, nor did he want to see her sad. He could finally keep her "first time," her "first time" that belonged only to him.

Love Snow Pavilion

"Qianqian, there's something I forgot to mention, but it's nothing serious," Xue'er said casually when she saw Bai Qianqian return.

"What?" Bai Qianqian asked curiously.

"It's nothing serious. I gave you an extra bottle of medicine. It can't be used with other medicines, and it definitely can't be eaten with fish. But you wouldn't mix up the medicine, and you certainly wouldn't give fish to someone with sword wounds, would you?" Xue'er smiled sweetly as she took a bottle of medicine from her hand. "This is it, hehe."

"This bottle!" Bai Qianqian exclaimed in surprise. "Then... what if it comes into contact with fishy smells?" Thank God, it shouldn't be too bad! She seems to have secretly given her that kind of medicine!

"It can be mild or severe. Mild cases can result in poisoning and paralysis of the limbs for half a month." Xue'er, unaware of Bai Qianqian's unusual behavior, spoke calmly while tidying up the medicine bottles. "Severe cases can lead to mental derangement and even complete loss of martial arts skills."

"Then... what if it's accidentally used with other medications, or if it comes into contact with fish?" This time, Bai Qianqian's voice became softer and softer, which made Xue'er notice something was wrong.

"You...you wouldn't..." She was so shocked she couldn't speak.

"Go check on him quickly, I really made a mistake!" Bai Qianqian pulled Xue'er up and headed straight for the Jue'an Palace.

That guy didn't even let his maids stay by his side to take care of him; I wonder how he is now!

Chapter Twenty-Nine: One Wave Subsides, Another Rises

"Dark!" "Brother!" Two cries went unanswered. Dark, his eyes tightly shut in anguish...

"Oh God!...I really..." Looking at An's pained expression, Bai Qianqian truly hated herself for being so careless.

"He's passed out, the drug is taking effect!" Seeing An's numerous injuries, Xue'er frowned, her eyes filled with worry. "I'll go get the medicine, you watch over him for me!" With that, Xue'er hurried out.

"An, I'm sorry, it's all my fault!" Bai Qianqian looked sadly at An, who looked extremely haggard. "That's it! The Healing Coffin!" A thought flashed through her mind, and Bai Qianqian immediately opened the compression bag and took out the Healing Coffin.

Looking at An, now lying peacefully in the medical coffin, Bai Qianqian felt both heartache and anger. That guy must have known he shouldn't take the medicine. Remembering the bitter smile he gave after swallowing it, she should have sensed something. Yet he still ate the shoddy fish porridge she made… “Sigh, how can you be so careless with your health!”

At this moment, in Xiaoxiang Courtyard.

Flying Eagle coldly looked at the few men in black in front of him, "Release them!" Damn it, the Hall of Absolute Killing really is omnipresent.

"Hmph, Flying Eagle, you managed to escape the last few times, but today is definitely your death day. Put down your sword obediently and prepare to die!" The leader of the men in black laughed arrogantly. "I should thank you for excluding those two self-important guys ranked second and third. Today, apart from the fourth brother, I, from the fifth to the tenth brother, am all here, and we also have your friend in our hands. If you don't die, the sky will probably turn into the earth, hehe." Friend, hmph, what a superfluous thing.

"You want my life, it has nothing to do with them. Let them go!" Flying Eagle still looked coldly at the man in black in front of him, Whirlwind, the fifth-ranked assassin in the Killing Hall.

“No problem, just put down the deadly sword in your hand, and I’ll release your friend immediately. How about it?” Whirlwind said with a smug smile.

"Flying Eagle! Don't worry about us, you have to go!" Liu Xiao shouted urgently. But he was knocked unconscious by another assassin with a chop to the neck.

"Brother Liu!" Mei'er tried to break free from the man in black who was holding her, but was then knocked unconscious.

"Hmph, with two less troublemakers gone, Flying Eagle, how about it? Have you made up your mind?" the man in black sneered.

"No need to think about it, just let them go!" Flying Eagle threw his sword before he could finish speaking.

"Haha, good! Flying Eagle, without the Deadly Sword, let's see what you have to fight me with!" Whirlwind and the others pounced forward with practiced ease.

"Ah!" "You!" Within a second, the two men fell to the ground. The other men in black only saw a flash of red light, and their two companions were inexplicably killed. They immediately stopped their rapid advance and retreated.

"Flying Eagle! What is that?" Whirlwind only saw that Flying Eagle was holding something that looked like a wooden stick, with a red light as thick as a finger on the stick.

"Hmph, do I need to tell you?" Flying Eagle sneered, holding in his hand the lightsaber Bai Qianqian had given him before. He had practiced it for a long time, and every time he practiced in front of Qianqian, she would excitedly shout from the side, and the look in her eyes made him feel infinitely warm and satisfied.

Looking coldly at the remaining four people, Flying Eagle exuded a fierce killing intent, making the men in black dare not make any rash moves.

"Ice Leaf! Use your hidden weapons!" Seeing the situation turning against him, Whirlwind angrily questioned Ice Leaf, the sixth-ranked witch skilled in using highly poisonous hidden weapons. Her hidden weapons had never missed.

"Hmph, why should I listen to you?" The witch Bingye said coldly, her beautiful face cold.

"You! Do you want to betray us?" Whirlwind roared in fury.

"Don't force me." His tone remained cold, but it carried an even stronger murderous intent.

"Wu Bingye! Forget it, you'll regret this when we get back!" she shouted viciously, revealing her real name. Whirlwind turned and, with a single glance, charged forward with the other two. Wu Bingye, having made her stance clear, simply retreated a few steps and watched coldly.

Some of the men were wary of the weapon in Flying Eagle's hand and dared not make a move rashly, so for a time no one could gain the upper hand.

If this continues, Flying Eagle's stamina will gradually deplete, and if the three of them attack together, their chances of winning will likely be...

Raising a delicate yet resolute brow, Wu Bingye, who had no intention of participating in this operation, spoke coldly once again, "What, this timid and hesitant manner is not like your style. Whirlwind, Thunder, Lightning?"

The three men were startled, their killing intent surging, and they attacked the flying eagle with ferocious fury. What a joke! How could they let a woman look down on them! The direct result of their actions was—within three rounds, they were all down, reporting to the King of Hell. So, you see—impulse never solves anything!

"Flying Eagle, I owed you a life two years ago, and now it's settled." After uttering these words, Wu Bingye used her lightness skill to ride the wind and disappear.

"Witch..." Flying Eagle cast a grateful glance. You know, even if you do this, the Hall of Death won't let you off the hook.

Chapter Thirty: Farewell at Wuyabao Fortress

The next day, in the Jue'an Palace.

Bai Qianqian carried An, who had recovered but was still unconscious, out of the treatment coffin. Looking at An, who was now lying peacefully on the bed, her once handsome and cold face was now exceptionally innocent and gentle.

"An, you seem to have had a lot of bad luck since you met me. It's all my fault... I'm sorry," Qianqian said sadly. "Xue'er's knot in her heart is almost untied, and we should leave now... You must take good care of yourself from now on." Turning around, Bai Qianqian quietly left.

As she turned away, a pair of dark eyes, filled with a hint of reluctance, gently opened. They watched her departing figure for a long, long time…

"Wuhen, let them leave." Though reluctant, since she wanted to leave, let her go. With that, An closed her eyes again.

"Yes, Your subordinate obeys!" The guard named Wuhen left from a dark corner outside the door after receiving the order.

Within Wuyabao Fortress, no one can leave without the approval of the Dark Ones.

Love Snow Pavilion

"Xue'er, remember to live happily. I wish you find your other half soon!" Bai Qianqian tried her best to put on her brightest smile, not wanting to add any more sorrow to the farewell.

"Your other half? Qianqian, your words are always so intriguing. Thank you, I will remember your blessing, and I wish you both happiness!" Xue'er smiled as she looked back and forth between Bai Qianqian and Feiying.

They smiled at each other, and Bai Qianqian's eyes welled up with tears. After hugging Xue'er, she took Feiying's arm and happily said to Xue'er, "Thank you, we will."

Finally, it's time to leave...

Next stop, naturally, is Baiyun Manor in Yingtian Prefecture!

"Flying Eagle, Mei'er said a group of assassins came to kill you yesterday. Why didn't you tell me?" On the way to Yingtian Prefecture, Bai Qianqian saw that Mei'er looked absent-minded. She quietly asked her and then learned about the assassins they had encountered yesterday.

"It's nothing, it's all taken care of," Flying Eagle replied softly. He didn't tell her because he didn't want her to worry too much.

"Huh? How exactly was it resolved?" Bai Qianqian was very curious. According to Mei'er, there were quite a few people on the other side, and they seemed very determined to win.

Helpless, and with Bai Qianqian's curious and eager eyes, Fei Ying recounted in detail what had happened the day before.

"Wow, that was close! Luckily I practice with laser swords regularly, otherwise it would have been dangerous." Bai Qianqian patted her chest and excitedly asked, "Was that witch pretty? What was her name? Does the Hall of Absolute Killings have female assassins like her?"

Flying Eagle patiently answered her questions, but this only prompted her to ask even more.

"Wow, that witch Bingye is my idol! I always wanted to be like her, but I just can't change." She lamented her own misfortune while worrying about her new idol. "If she helps you, she'll be hunted down by the Killing Hall, right? But according to you, almost all of the top ten in the Killing Hall are gone, so the Killing Hall isn't that interesting anymore, is it?"

"No, soon new Ten Assassins will replace us. Although they may not be as good as us, they are all next-generation assassins who received the same training as us, and should not be underestimated," Flying Eagle said coldly. Every five years, the Assassins Hall trains 100 assassins. Of these 100, only 10 survive the five-year training and become the Assassins Hall's high-level killing machines. He was selected in this way, and he also deeply hated this method.

"Ugh, I might as well just blast them out with a missile," Bai Qianqian said angrily. "It'll stop them from bothering us all the time."

"Qianqian, that won't do. There are still many children captured by the Absolute Killing Hall. They are all innocent." Although she didn't know what the missile was about, judging from Bai Qianqian's tone, she guessed that the Absolute Killing Hall might be destroyed.

"Hmm? Those children are..." Some images flashed through Bai Qianqian's mind.

“That’s right, they are all children who are to be trained as assassins. They are mostly children with excellent physiques who were bought at high prices, and some were brought in by force or by kidnapping.” Flying Eagle replied somberly.

"By the way, is Flying Eagle like them too? Do you...do you even know your own surname?" Bai Qianqian felt a pang of heartache. Flying Eagle...you must have had a very tough time before, right? What kind of life was it...?

"I don't know. Aunt Lin, who brought me into the Hall of Absolute Killing, should know something." (Lin Xiao'er) Aunt Lin was one of the top assassins responsible for training assassins, and a fearsome figure in the martial arts world more than twenty years ago. "Sooner or later, I will find out who my parents are!" Flying Eagle's emphasized tone showed his determination.

Chapter Thirty-One: Fame

We have been traveling for four days and are getting closer and closer to Yingtian Prefecture. Along the way, we see many refugees fleeing south, all dressed in rags and emaciated.

"Alas, the common people are always the biggest victims of war." Bai Qianqian sighed as she looked at the refugees who walked slowly, their families in tow.

"Isn't Yingtian Prefecture a prosperous and peaceful place? Why are they going through all this trouble to travel further south?" Mei'er asked, puzzled.

"Hmph, it must be those officials in Yingtian Prefecture who, in order to showcase the prosperity and peace of their jurisdiction, have left these refugees outside the city to fend for themselves," Liu Xiao said indignantly. "If this continues, how will the Great Song Dynasty fight against foreign enemies, and how can it preserve the foundation of the nation!"

"The situation is tense now. I estimate that the Jin army will break through Bianjing soon!" How long can the Song Dynasty hold out then? Flying Eagle was disheartened.

"Yes, it's already mid-September. In less than two months, the situation will become even more chaotic." In November of the first year of the Jingkang era, which is 1126, the Jin army will capture Bianjing. The Northern Song Dynasty will be declared extinct. Bai Qianqian didn't feel much sadness at this moment. This was the course of history, which was unchangeable. The only thing was that she was in the midst of the chaos of the present world, among the trapped people, which made her experience the cruelty and sorrow of war.

"Father! What's wrong with you? Get up!" A shrill female voice came from among the refugees not far away.

"Let's go and take a look!" Liu Xiao's instinct as a doctor made him immediately spur his horse and ride off.

"How is it?" Bai Qianqian asked with concern after seeing Liu Xiao take the old man's pulse.