My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Chapter 378: Luoxi, Don’t Sleep

Ning Qing was delighted; she had succeeded.

The Miao Jiang uncle was crouching in the corner of the room. He seemed to be in a feverish haze.

“Uncle…” Ning Qing walked in.

But then, a large hand tugged her silky hair. Her scalp was in pain, and tears welled up in Ning Qing’s eyes. She staggered backward, then with a slap, a strong palm hit her right cheek, and Ning Qing fell against the wall.

Ning Qing felt pain. Her right cheek was almost numb with pain. In her mouth was a sweet and metallic taste. She couldn’t hold back. A large amount of blood was oozing out from the corners of her mouth.

Looking up, Tang Xueli had awoken.

Tang Xueli’s face was shrouded in shadowy gloom, and his cheeks were twitching, which made him terrifying. “B*tch, how dare you drug me?”

Tang Xueli came forward, grabbed Ning Qing’s fine, tender neck with one hand, and slowly squeezed. “When you came in, my people patted you down. You couldn’t bring anything in, so you put the drugs in your body?”

He had been drugged when he kissed her.

Ning Qing’s face was red, and he was squeezing her neck. Gradually, she could not breathe. She swatted at him with two small hands, and tears flowed.

“B*tch, do you know what sort of people I hate most in my life? It’s the people who trick me! You are insulting my IQ. You are provoking me!”

Ning Qing felt that she was not getting enough air. This man had gone mad. If he went on like this, she would surely die.

Ning Qing dropped her hands. She stopped struggling. She looked contemptuously at Tang Xueli. Her eyes were cold and ironic.

When Tang Xueli saw her look at him like this, he slowly released his hand and asked paranoidly, “What are you laughing at? You are dying, yet you dare to laugh?”

He let go, Ning Qing gasped. She breathed too fast, and the fresh air entering her lungs made her choke up in tears. “Tang Xueli, why don’t I dare to laugh at you? Do you know who hates being laughed at most? The person who was born a laughing stock!”

“You!” Tang Xueli clenched his hands into tight fists. The cracking of his bones sounded very ominous. “I promised to give you the mother maggot. Why are you so anxious? Ning Qing, you’re the one who has harmed Lu Shaoming.”

“Hmph,” Ning Qing sneered. She touched her neck with one hand and supported herself against the wall with the other. Her pale little face was filled with stubborn and cold amusement. “Tang Xueli, you don’t even dare to tell the truth at this point. After raping me, would you really give me the person with the mother maggot?”

Tang Xueli did not speak. He gave Ning Qing a deadly stare.

“Not talking, are you? Tang Xueli, let me guess what you’ll do. You have a secret pathway. You can escape. You have the mother maggot. You can rape me. In fact, you not only want to rape me, but you also want to take the mother maggot with you. Maybe after you’ve had fun with me, you might take me away with you as well. What reputation? What hero? All bullsh*t. Tang Xueli, you are a madman, a big psychopath who acts at a whim!”

Tang Xueli listened. He closed his eyes, smoothly inhaled, and laughed. “Haha, what a great one, Mrs. Lu. You’re smart and courageous.” He took two steps forward and put his hands on Ning Qing. He sneered, “Then guess how I’m going to play with you now?”

“Get lost!” Ning Qing broke free and ran away.

But she could not run away. The man pulled her back with one hand. He had a grip on her jeans. “I had originally wanted to be gentle with you. Now, it seems that I do not need to be. Women… They’re all born cheap,” the man’s cold voice echoed in her ear.

Only now did Ning Qing felt afraid. He firmly held her down, and she had no strength to resist.

The drug on her body had come from Zhou Dayuan, which could cause people to faint when ingested. She didn’t expect that Tang Xueli would wake up so quickly.

This kind of drug seemed to not affect him.

Ning Qing was trembling all over. Her head was running fast, and she was thinking about what to do.

She wondered if Lu Shaoming had realized the yellow signal she had sprinkled along the road.

Last night, she went out of the room and waited outside the Han Palace.

She could not enter the Han Palace directly, as the Han Palace was surrounded by Zhou Yao’s people. She would be found once she went in, so she stood outside the Han Palace and waited. She believed that Tang Xueli could see her.

Sure enough, Tang Xueli’s people came.

When she was covered with the black cloth, she knew that there was a secret pathway.

The yellow stamen core had been rubbed by her and wiped on her jeans. Every step she took, the stamen core would be sprinkled down. This was the mark she left behind.

She has done so much. She hoped that Lu Shaoming could understand and realize it. She hoped that he would not let her down.

At that time, Tang Xueli stopped. He pricked his ears and listened.

Ning Qing did not know what he wanted to do, but it was a good thing for her. She quickly broke away from his oppression and reached to lift her jeans.

She had just pulled them on when light penetrated through the top, and a black figure fell from the sky.

Ning Qing was very happy — Luoxi.

It was Ou Luoxi.

Ou Luoxi had finally arrived.

“Luoxi, there, take him away quickly!” Ning Qing pointed to the room.

In fact, she had a better way. That is, to kill the Miao Jiang uncle, but that uncle was also a victim. If she took an innocent life so that Shaoming could live, what was the difference between her and Tang Xueli?

Tang Xueli’s heart sank. Who was this man?

His Han Palace was made out of walls of copper and iron, impregnable, and no one could break in.

How did this man break-in so quietly?

However, when he heard Ning Qing’s voice, Tang Xueli sneered, “Want to take him away in front of me? Hah, not so ea-…”

The “sy” was stuck in his throat. Tang Xueli’s pupils contracted violently. The man was so fast that he could not even see the man’s face. The man had flashed into the room like lightning. This inhuman speed made Tang Xueli’s head spin for a few seconds.

When he had recovered, he wanted to pull out the gun, but when he touched his waist, he realized that the gun had fallen on the table. He had just unfastened his belt to do something with Ning Qing, so he had placed the gun on the table.

Ou Luoxi had come out with the Miao Jiang uncle in those vital few seconds.

The Miao Jiang uncle was so thin that bones were all he had left. Ou Luoxi carried him in one arm effortlessly. At the front of his desk, he jumped up with one long leg and soared up with the help of his jump. In a blink of an eye, he had darted out of the round hole in the roof like a ghost.

Tang Xueli was stunned.

How could there be a man so fast in the world?

The next second, the figure fell down again. Ou Luoxi stood in the center. His beautiful eyes were covered by soft hair on his forehead, and he looked at Tang Xueli expressionlessly.

Tang Xueli also saw his face clearly.

What a delicate young man.

The young man was dressed in a black T-shirt and chinos, and the tapered end of his trousers wrapped around his fair ankles, with a pair of blue sneakers on his feet. He was so beautiful. He looked as if he had walked out from a painting.

Tang Xueli came back to his senses. He grabbed Ning Qing by the shoulder and dragged her in front of him. He took a sharp knife from his boots and placed it against Ning Qing’s neck. He laughed at Ou Luoxi. “Who are you? You’d better not move another inch. If you move, don’t blame the knife for being blind and injuring Ning…”

Before he could finish, a shadow flashed in front of Tang Xueli’s eyes, and Ou Luoxi, who was just a few meters away, appeared in front of him.

Tang Xueli was prepared this time. When Ou Luoxi sped towards him, he held out the sharp knife quickly and fiercely, plunging it into Ou Luoxi’s heart.

With a plop, the sharp knife sank into his flesh and blood, and Ou Luoxi was grievously wounded.

“Luoxi!” Ning Qing’s pupils shrank. She took the opportunity to open her mouth and bite Tang Xueli’s hand that was firmly gripping her shoulder.

Tang Xueli felt pain. It was as if the woman was going to bite off a chunk of him.

He tried to pull back the sharp knife and end Ning Qing.

But he could not pull it. Tang Xueli felt that the knife in his hand had gone deeper into the other man’s flesh. Looking down, the young man held the handle of the knife and refused to let him move.

Tang Xueli was shocked, this person was so fearless of pain and death.

What an incredible weirdo.

Tang Xueli’s hand relaxed. Ning Qing took the opportunity to get rid of Tang Xueli, “Luoxi, Luoxi, are you okay…” Ning Qing went to hold Ou Luoxi’s arm.

With an unpleasant plunging sound, Ou Luoxi took the handle of the knife and pulled the sharp blade out of his body. He clasped Ning Qing’s waist with one arm. In the blink of an eye, Ou Luoxi withdrew to the corner of the wall with Ning Qing.

“Luoxi…”

The blood from Luoxi’s heart flowed out, and the black T-shirt was dyed red. His blood flowed along his trousers straight to the ground. Ning Qing’s tears poured out. Her small hands pressed on the wound in a panic.

Ou Luoxi was pale, but he stood straight as a tree, with no pained expression on his face. He gazed warily at Tang Xueli.

Tang Xueli’s bloody hand brushed his face and his expression became distorted. “Want to play with me on my turf? I’ll play until you die.”

He opened the door of the hall and commanded, “Come in and shoot them into honeycombs.”

But then, there was a boom, and the sound of gunpowder and the smell of bombs overtook the room. His men panicked and said, “Boss, this is bad. They’re bombing us.”

Tang Xueli’s eyes sank. “Don’t fight, we’ll retreat through the secret exit.”

Another man came running over. “Boss, the secret exit has been bombed by them. The mountain has collapsed, and the secret exit is gone.”

“What?”

The battle between the two sides had officially begun, and there was gunfire everywhere. Ning Qing could not hear it. Her whole focus was on Ou Luoxi.

Ou Luoxi’s legs went soft and his body slid against the wall until he sat on the ground.

“Luoxi, Luoxi, what’s wrong with you? Don’t scare me. Hold on a little longer. Dayuan will be here soon. He will save you.”

Ou Luoxi looked at Ning Qing. His hand was very cold. He slowly took Ning Qing’s small hand. He shook his head. A pure and brilliant smile appeared on his lips. “Sister-in-law, I’m alright. I’m not in pain… It’s just that I feel weak all over and want to close my eyes and sleep…”

Ning Qing looked at Ou Luoxi through blurry tears. This young man was born bright and dazzling. His delicate outline was like a painter’s portrait, the most outstanding work of heaven. If he were a girl, he would surely be a fatal beauty, but he was a young man.

Everyone says that a boy who was more beautiful than a girl would have a hard and short life.

He said that it didn’t hurt even after suffering such serious injury. Ning Qing knew that he wasn’t in pain. He spoke very little. He had learned to speak slowly, so he could not lie.

He really doesn’t feel pain.

Ning Qing shook her head. “No, no, Luoxi, don’t sleep. You can’t sleep.”