The Dramatic Crown Princess Wants to Poison Me!

Chapter 613: Chapter 612: Swallow Your Words

Seeing the girl’s cold, indifferent gaze, like ancient well water without a trace of warmth, calm yet with a touch of annihilation, as if nothing mattered to her, Zhai Hao was truly terrified this time. He even felt a chill on his neck, and he believed this girl wasn’t just making empty threats.

She really might make a move!

Zhai Hao anxiously said, "Don’t, don’t come over. Old Zhao, Old Qian, are you dead?"

Xia Wenjin smiled and said, "They’re not dead; they just want you dead." Though she was smiling, her smile didn’t reach her eyes, still looking ice-cold, as if freezing into one’s marrow.

The grey-robe and the rough-clothed men angrily said, "You’re spouting nonsense!"

Xia Wenjin stepped forward again and leisurely said, "You all know I hold the power of life and death over your young master. If I just thrust this dagger forward, your young master would meet an untimely death. Yet, not only do you not speak softly, you continue to provoke me. Isn’t this wanting me to kill your young master in a fit of anger? I never thought you hated your own young master to such an extent. This trick of killing with a borrowed knife is played quite well!"

"Young master, don’t listen to her nonsense, she’s sowing discord!"

Xia Wenjin shook her head with a smile and said, "Seems like you often fooled your young master like this. Saying I’m sowing discord? Just now, when I said I would kill your young master, you only told me to stop verbally, not even moving a step. That’s all factual evidence! Unless your young master is too foolish to see this, then he deserves to be played to death by you."

Zhai Hao, already scared out of his wits, found sudden sense in these words, and furiously scolded the grey-robe and rough-clothed men: "Fine, you two ungrateful beasts, when I get back, I’ll definitely tell my father to throw you in prison, implicating your entire families!"

Looking at Xia Wenjin, the grey-robe and rough-clothed men had eyes like they were poisoned, seemingly wishing desperately to bite a piece out of her to relieve their anger.

Xia Wenjin had already walked up to Zhai Hao, and seeing the dagger glint coldly, Zhai Hao was so scared his eyes went blank, ignoring to curse Old Zhao and Old Qian, his face pale pleading, "Spare me, don’t kill me, don’t kill me..."

In that tearful, trembling look, there was no more of the previous arrogance, nor the earlier vulgar lust.

Xia Wenjin’s dagger tapped Zhai Hao’s face, feeling the dagger’s coldness and sharpness, Zhai Hao again was so scared he lost control.

Xia Wenjin asked faintly, "Do you still dare to disrespect me?"

This Zhai Hao was indeed a smart one, hearing these words, his limp body knelt instantly, starting to kowtow: "Auntie, spare my life, Auntie, spare my life, I know I was wrong, I’ll never dare disrespect Auntie again..."

The sharp-tongued woman and onlookers couldn’t help but shiver, this girl was truly terrifying, she actually dared to play with a knife, and even dared to put it on the young master’s face from the Marquis Mansion.

Those who were earlier quick-tongued and mocking, now wished they could swallow back every word they had said.

They seemed to have accidentally provoked someone they couldn’t afford to, and were now trying hard to lessen their presence to avoid being settled with by this girl in the future.

Actually, they overthought, Xia Wenjin wasn’t that idle.

If it weren’t for Zhai Hao’s excessive behavior, if it were just forcing the carriage to stop to overtake, there wouldn’t be much to it, she had been overtaken several times before, even forced to stop by the roadside, and Xia Wenjin hadn’t cared. To vent for a moment, relying on her small carriage to weave in and out?

No need for that.

But Zhai Hao even spoke insinuatingly, and more excessively, seeing her beauty, intended to drag her onto the carriage to take advantage of her, that’s when she acted.

Seeing their young master’s state, the grey-robe and rough-clothed men’s faces looked terrible, knowing today’s incident would soon spread across the Capital City, the face of the Marquis Mansion had been lost by the young master, and they would also be punished for not properly looking after him.

Seeing the young master was still kneeling on the ground like a dog begging for mercy, the grey-robe man finally couldn’t hold back and said, "Young master, this is the road to Bodhi Temple, even if she had the guts, she wouldn’t dare kill anyone, she’s just scaring you, don’t kneel anymore!"

Though in front of Xia Wenjin Zhai Hao was a coward, when he turned he had eyes full of spite, staring at the grey-robe and rough-clothed men, shouting: "Shut up!"

These two useless fools, can’t save him, but won’t even let him save himself?

To say such things in front of that demon woman, was it not fast enough for him to die?

Xia Wenjin tapped Zhai Hao’s face again with the dagger, satisfied: "You’re not dumb, actually quite smart, how did you get toyed around by your two subordinates, almost losing your life? Be more careful in the future."

Zhai Hao fawningly said, "Yes, yes, I understand..."

That appearance was like a lapdog, as obedient as could be.

Xia Wenjin stepped back several steps, his pants were almost soaked, the smell was truly unbearable. Earlier, to scare him, she held her breath. Now, even stepping several steps back, it still felt suffocating and nauseating.

Though she moved so far away, Zhai Hao still dared not move an inch.

This man’s words were cheap, his heart was filthy, his eyes were lewd, but the grey-robe and rough-clothed men guessed right, Xia Wenjin was on her way to Bodhi Temple and didn’t want blood on her hands. Besides, after this incident, even if the scoundrel didn’t learn restraint, it didn’t matter.

Though she wasn’t proficient in face-reading like Mo Qingfeng, she knew medicine, where observation is part of diagnosis, seeing Zhai Hao’s body emptied by wine and women, he was a short-lived image, yet unaware, with few years left.

So she didn’t plan to deal with this scoundrel any further.

Seeing Xia Wenjin away from Zhai Hao, with the dagger also distant from him, the grey-robe and rough-clothed men exchanged glances, suddenly acting with silent understanding, lunging towards Xia Wenjin.

Xia Wenjin coldly laughed: "Hurting my driver, I was just about to settle the score with you." As she spoke, she moved, her skirt fluttering like a butterfly among flowers.

The grey-robe and rough-clothed men, relying on their skills, intended to bring Xia Wenjin down with the blade, believing only her death could restore the Marquis Mansion’s lost face, and lighten their punishment for not protecting the young master. Thus, they showed no mercy.

Yet no matter how swift, ruthless, and skillful their joint attack was, this young girl, though seeming to stroll at leisure, her movements relaxed and unhurried, each step was calculated, perfectly within the gaps of their attack.

They couldn’t even touch her hem, but as the girl moved, her dagger in hand was not idle either, cutting crosswise, slicing vertically, left and right...

The grey-robe and rough-clothed men were left with wounds, some merely tearing their clothes, others broke skin, and some even rolled the flesh back.