There were no other people in the tent. Jun Ning endured the pain and got up from the Taishi Chair in front of the desk, allowing Ye Ying to co out from under the desk.
Ye Ying ca out, seeing that Jun Ning had no intention of exposing him from start to finish, even though he tried hard to endure his foot injury. He sarcastically remarked, "Won are just won, without much sense, still having a woman’s compassion..."
If it were him, he would have seized the good opportunity when Chao Jiu was present to have him caught. Moreover, he wouldn’t have shown any emotions on his face to provoke his anger and attacks.
Jun Ning saw Ye Ying’s mocking gaze and knew what he was thinking. She didn’t defend herself, slumping back into the Taishi Chair and looking at Ye Ying, affirming, "Ye Ying, are you poisoned?"
Otherwise, how could a person have such a big change? How could he be so indifferent?
"No..." Ye Ying denied.
As soon as he finished speaking, his dagger stabbed towards Jun Ning again. But this ti, Jun Ning didn’t just stand still, letting Ye Ying stab her with the knife.
With a clever twist of her body, she managed to dodge Ye Ying’s attack.
Ye Ying attacked again, and she dodged again.
Ye Ying’s attacks were ferocious, and the angles were cunning, but Jun Ning seed to know how she would make her moves, easily dodging those attacks each ti.
Even his self-created Killing Triple Stab, which no one could evade, was avoided by her.
Ye Ying was sowhat incredulous, shaking his head, asking, "How could this happen?"
"Because you taught all the solutions to your lethal techniques without reservation," Jun Ning recalled, "At that ti, you said you were helping manage Qianji Pavilion, your status was so high that you were afraid of arousing my suspicion, so you told the solutions to your techniques and your deadly weaknesses..."
At that ti, Jun Ning truly didn’t want Ye Ying to tell her these things. She trusted Ye Ying, never suspected him, nor did she have any doubts.
But Ye Ying insisted on telling her, even showing her how to break his moves and find his fatal points.
Jun Ning didn’t want to rember, but her mory was good. The moves that passed through her hand, taught hand-in-hand by Ye Ying, she rembered them after one attempt and never forgot them...
"What, lethal techniques? Haha..." Ye Ying shook his head, "Are you joking? As an assassin, I know best that an assassin’s assets are one’s own techniques and fatal weaknesses... These two must never be exposed, exposing them is equivalent to handing one’s life away..."
"I’m not that foolish to hand my life over while working under you... Impossible..." Unless he loved that person to the bone, he would not hand over his assets and fatal weaknesses.
But Jun Ning like this?
A highland flower, unattainable, high and mighty, looking difficult to get along with... Nor was she a gentle and considerate woman.
How could he like such a woman? He wouldn’t bring himself trouble for nothing!
"Don’t try to trick into sparing you, impossible, today, I must take your life..." Ye Ying once again picked up the knife, charging at Jun Ning.
Yet Jun Ning rely extended two fingers and with the little inner strength she had, jabbed Ye Ying at a certain spot on his chest, causing the dagger in Ye Ying’s hand to clang to the ground.
In the next mont, Ye Ying, who had already fainted, also fell to the ground.
Before his eyes closed, they were filled with deep disbelief, as if asking Jun Ning, how was this possible? How could you possibly know where my fatal weakness is?
But Jun Ning just knew.
...
When Ye Ying awoke again, a face full of tea water was poured onto him, his clothes were stripped open, exposing the wheat-colored skin of his chest...
Good heavens, as if he’d been assaulted...
He panicked, glanced around the tent, saying, "Jun Ning, you, you, you, co out, if there’s a problem let’s fight it out, solve it face-to-face, don’t humiliate people with such lowly thods, I’ve already married, married, you know?"
Jun Ning was bandaging her foot wound nearby. She hadn’t called for anyone else, it was just her and Ye Ying in the tent.
After bandaging her foot, she limped over to Ye Ying, looked at the unusually vigilant Ye Ying and said, "I’m not interested in you."
"Not interested in you...you..." Ye Ying found it difficult to speak, "You actually stripped my clothes like this?"
"I was checking if you were poisoned..." Jun Ning pointed to the red spots and blood traces exposed on Ye Ying’s neckline and said, "That’s the sign of poisoning, you are poisoned, do you know?"
"What?" Ye Ying was sowhat doubtful, not believing Jun Ning.
Jun Ning then said, "Do you occasionally experience headaches and fever?"
Ye Ying frowned, "How do you know? Have you planted spies in the Bei Xia camp to oversee Xi He and ?"
Jun Ning said, "Sorry, you guessed wrong. I know you are poisoned simply because I was once poisoned too, almost died. And the previous National Guardian General also died from poison, in order to find out the cause of his death, I naturally understood these things."
Ye Ying was still sowhat disbelieving because Lan Xihe had said that these marks on his body were rely due to illness, and with proper dicine, they would heal.
How could it possibly be poison?
But Jun Ning spoke sincerely and also knew where his fatal weakness was. Yet even so, she had no intention to kill him.
The relationship between him and her must have been unusual.
But sohow, he couldn’t rember many things, only vaguely recalled working for Jun Ning, nothing else ca to mind.
Thinking deeply caused his head to hurt, seeming like it would explode.
"Ye Ying, if you can’t rember, don’t force it, don’t trouble yourself..." Jun Ning stepped forward, placing her hand on Ye Ying’s shoulder, calming him, "You’ve been missing for four years, must have been poisoned for four years. I suspect the poison has eroded your mories, causing you to forget so things. It seems once the poison is cured, your past mories will return..."
"Is there a cure for my poison?" Ye Ying asked.
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"Ye Ying, if you can’t rember, don’t force it, don’t trouble yourself..." Jun Ning stepped forward, placing her hand on Ye Ying’s shoulder, calming him, "You’ve been missing for four years, must have been poisoned for four years. I suspect the poison has eroded your mories, causing you to forget so things. It seems once the poison is cured, your past mories will return..."
"Is there a cure for my poison?" Ye Ying asked.
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