Les veuves de la dynastie Song se remariaient facilement

Chapitre 155

Three tall figures appeared at the doorway.

Sunlight then streamed in.

Tang Leyan raised her hand to shield her eyes; she hadn't been outside for many days and found the sunlight extremely glaring.

Unexpectedly, the sunlight shone on her hands, which were covering her eyes, making them appear even whiter and more like jade.

Her cherry lips were as red as blood.

"Haha, little beauty!" someone exclaimed.

He entered the door completely mesmerized.

Tang Leyan frowned and slowly lowered her hand.

"Hmm...it doesn't seem to be the same one from last night," someone said. Tang Leyan's heart skipped a beat.

The three men before her were all dressed as military officers. They were tall and somewhat sleazy, and their eyes were fixed on her as if they wanted to devour her whole.

"Maybe you've misjudged it? This one's not bad either," someone else said.

"Yes, yes, a delicate and beautiful young lady." The voice was full of teasing.

“What happened last night was really…” Several men gathered around: “Hey beauty, have some fun with us today.”

Tang Leyan took a step back, swayed, and leaned against the edge of the bed.

She had just put on her clothes with all her might, and now even moving was difficult.

Seeing her frail and delicate appearance, one of them couldn't resist the urge and pounced on her impatiently.

Tang Leyan managed to dodge, her breath coming in short gasps.

The man lewdly said, "Little beauty, are you shy? I've always heard that Diancui Pavilion produces beauties, and it truly lives up to its reputation. I wonder how good your skills are? Come, come..."

He reached out and easily grabbed her collar.

With a strong pull back, he had already pulled her to his side.

Tang Leyan was furious.

She had never been so humiliated since her debut. With a flick of her wrist, she grasped the fan hidden in her sleeve. Fortunately, Chu Gexing had kept it with her clothes; she had placed it in her sleeve when she was putting on her clothes.

She gripped the weapon, glancing at the two people beside her. She thought to herself: These three all seem to be skilled in martial arts. If she had all her skills, killing them would be a piece of cake. But now, she must strike them all down in one blow. Otherwise, leaving any one of them alive would be a disaster.

Thinking of this, I had no choice but to remain silent.

The person behind her pulled her close, lowered his head to sniff, and laughed, "It smells so good."

Another person leaned over and took a deep, lewd sniff: "Let me smell it too."

Another person stood in front, not moving, and said with a smile, "You two, don't scare this delicate little beauty. Hurry up and get on her. She sneaked out and has to go to her shift later."

"Ever since I saw that scene last night, I've gone mad. If I don't get intimate with this beauty today, I'll probably explode." The man pulling Tang Leyan said this while tearing off his clothes.

"Chu Gexing, what exactly did you do last night?" Tang Leyan thought to herself with resentment.

"Yeah, I've been fucking pent up for ages." The man next to him chimed in, reaching out to take off Tang Leyan's clothes.

Tang Leyan was startled. She was too weak and had just buttoned one button when this person pulled her, causing her clothes to rip open. She even fell towards him.

The person who had initially grabbed her shouted upon seeing this, "Hey, it's a deal, I'll go first!"

“Whoever goes first is different. If you can’t resist, then we’ll all… go together…” The man grabbed Tang Leyan’s clothes with one hand while leering.

Tang Leyan was trembling with anger as the man carried her and fell onto the bed.

Using this position, Tang Leyan tightened the mechanism of the fan in her hand. The two were extremely close, so there was no chance of a miss. The man groaned, and the blow struck his heart squarely in the middle of his chest. He fell to the ground without uttering a sound.

The remaining two men, seeing their brother lying on the bed without making a sound, burst into laughter: "Poor second brother, he went limp the moment he saw a beauty."

Tang Leyan, having landed a successful blow, lay on the bed, cold sweat pouring down her forehead, her hand holding the fan trembling wildly from exhaustion.

My mind was in turmoil: What should I do? What should I do?

Hearing the two people outside the bed slowly approaching, she, who was usually calm and composed, felt a little scared at this moment.

******Safe and careful dividing line

Chapter 204 of "Turning the Tide of Gentleness": A Matter of Life and Death

With her strength nearly exhausted, Tang Leyan collapsed onto the bed, clutching her only life-saving fan, like a withered leaf butterfly shivering in the cold wind, with only a sliver of sensation left.

But he couldn't relax. He heard footsteps approaching, and someone laughed and said, "Second brother, you're so useless with such a beautiful girl by your side. Let the cheap brother go first."

Amidst loud laughter, the man who had previously stripped naked strode forward.

A thought flashed through Tang Leyan's mind. She wanted to get up and use the hidden weapon in her fan to kill the two of them.

I'm just a little worried about whether my body can support this series of movements. If I don't do it properly, I might expose myself first and put myself in a more dangerous situation.

If you hesitate even for a moment, the opportunity will be lost.

Tang Leyan felt a gust of wind in front of her, and someone suddenly pounced on her.

She couldn't move, and could only watch helplessly as that naked chest came over her.

There wasn't even time to feel nauseous.

Her eyes changed, and with a struggle, she twisted her wrist, changing the direction of the fan.

The man was consumed by lust and completely failed to notice the unusual situation on the bed.

By the time they realized a nail was hurtling towards them, it was too late.

The sharp concealed weapon made a soft "plop" sound as it pierced the man's forehead.

There is a slight gap between it and the center of the eyebrows.

It was just a hair's breadth away from veering off course.

The man twisted his naked body twice. His eyes bulged as he stared at Tang Leyan, as if he had seen some unbelievable monster.

The long, large male body fell down, and Tang Leyan watched helplessly, unable to dodge. She was instantly crushed.

Those ugly, wide-open eyes were so close, staring blankly into death. The man lay limply on top of her. His limbs hung limply, thick blood trickling from his forehead down his neck. The sticky feeling, the fishy smell, and the man's naked chest pressing heavily against her—all of this made her want to cry and vomit.

Despite her powerlessness, she still managed a cold smile on her face.

Despite his fear, his heart was filled with boundless hatred: all three of them must die.

No matter what, they cannot be allowed to live.

Even if it meant death, he wanted these three to be buried with him. Now, only one remains.

Tang Leyan wanted to get up.

Two people have already fallen, and the remaining one will certainly not be so careless.

If we wait for him to react, we will lose the initiative.

But I couldn't move; even my fingers were numb.

What's more, the dead man was like a mountain pressing down on her, making it impossible for her to move at all.

The red silk curtains swayed slightly.

The man outside the bed initially chuckled, "What's wrong with you two, Third Brother? Are you getting too worked up?" But when he heard no more from them, suspicion began to creep in: "Second Brother, Third Brother, say something, what's going on?"

Suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "Could there be something strange about this little beauty?"

The three brothers were somewhat well-known among the guards of Fengcheng. Although they couldn't be called peerless martial artists, each of them possessed considerable skill. If it were said that they had been defeated by this seemingly delicate and weak little beauty, everyone would probably laugh their heads off.

The remaining man was the leader of the three. He was suspicious and distrustful. Seeing that his two brothers remained silent and the beauty was pinned down by the second brother, he did not approach easily. Instead, he moved lightly and drew the sword from his waist.

Tang Leyan was sweating profusely from nervousness, her neck was also wet, and the smell of the man's blood made her feel indescribably uncomfortable, almost causing her to faint.

A sense of despair crept into her heart: This person has become suspicious. If this continues, won't she be like meat on a chopping board, at the mercy of others?

She furrowed her brows, held her breath, and remained motionless.

The man walked step by step to the bedside. With a flash of his blade, his swordsmanship was surprisingly strong. He instantly sliced off a piece of the almost still red silk curtain, revealing the scene on the bed.

The second son was lying on his side, and the third son was crawling on his side. The man glanced over and immediately realized that both of them were dead, but he couldn't figure out how they died. He was shocked and shouted, taking a step back.

Tang Leyan knew he would recover soon and was extremely anxious. The man's body was pressing down on her like a mountain, making it impossible for her to move at all. However, even without him pressing down on her, she still couldn't move.

The eldest brother was stunned for a moment. As expected of someone who had been trained in the army, he immediately reacted and angrily said, "You witch, what method did you use to kill my second and third brothers?"

Tang Leyan was unable to answer.

The eldest brother, relying on the knife in his hand, slowly stepped forward again. He knew that although his two brothers were not good people, their martial arts skills were indeed quite good. This woman had actually killed two people in a very short time, and the two of them did not put up much resistance, so she must have something special. Therefore, he was very careful and finally reached the bedside. He reached out and gently nudged the third brother's shoulder.

The third brother's body fell to the side with his gesture, revealing a bloodstain on his forehead, a horrifying sight. His eyes were wide open, but he offered no resistance, clearly dead.

The eldest brother trembled, and just as the third brother's corpse left Tang Leyan's body, he suddenly saw the woman who was being pressed down. In her pale hand at her waist, she held a fan. As her true face was revealed, a cold and ruthless smile suddenly appeared on her beautiful face.

The eldest brother had a bad feeling and immediately jumped back.

Almost simultaneously, a slight sound was heard, and three white lights flashed from the woman's fan.

The boss shouted, and with his quick reflexes, he cleaved one of the blades in a flash, then twisted his body to dodge the second. But he couldn't avoid the third one no matter what. A sharp pain shot through his shoulder blade, and half of his body went numb. He could no longer hold the knife, and it fell to the ground with a clang.

The eldest brother, drenched in sweat from the pain, stood rooted to the spot, staring at the person on the bed.

Tang Leyan had planned this scene when she killed the third brother. The moment he fell, she deliberately put her hand on her waist and let him hold it down. She wanted this short, golden opportunity to open the body.

The final blow.

The shock of a colleague's death would leave anyone momentarily stunned. This moment would be a blind spot in one's reaction, and even someone with unparalleled martial arts skills would be unable to defend against her three hidden weapons.

As expected... although it deviated from the forecast.

Tang Leyan felt a pang of despair, then suddenly thought: If this hidden weapon were poisoned, then everything would be fine.

She had worked tirelessly and persevered until now, and was now completely exhausted. All she wanted to do was collapse and fall into a deep sleep, never to wake up again.

The leader's wailing could be heard beside him. The man, who had lost his limbs and injured his arm, was like a wounded beast, his inner animalistic nature aroused. He would soon recover and launch a frenzied counterattack.

If she were to be killed with a single blow... that would be the best way for her to die.

Oh dear, Leyan is in trouble... Who will come to her rescue? (thinking) (gets patted)

Chapter 205 of "Turning the Tender Land into a Paradise": Humiliation

The sky was somewhat overcast, and in the desolate courtyard, the sound of low conversation could be heard.

"Young Master, you must be back soon. You've been gone for more than half a month." Shi Shu held a feather duster in her hand and swept the clean mouth of the vase.