The next day, when Yang Ruxin woke up feeling sore all over, Gu Qingheng was already gone, having long gone to court.
"That bastard." Yang Ruxin glanced at the seemingly permanent love bites on her body, smiled wryly, cursed softly, and then got up.
However, what she didn't expect was that upon coming downstairs, she saw that familiar white figure and couldn't help but smile: "Senior Nian."
Nian Qianqian suddenly moved to Yang Ruxin's side, reached out, and sealed her acupoints, then grabbed her wrist.
Du Juan was about to rush over instantly.
"You better not move," Nian Qianqian said flatly, "Otherwise, the first to die will definitely be her."
Du Juan immediately stopped.
Yang Ruxin quickly shook her head at Du Juan: "It's fine, Senior Nian won't hurt me." She merely immobilized her without sealing her mute point, "Put the treasure sword away."
Du Juan exchanged a look with Yang Ruxin and then indeed put away her weapon.
