Chapter 927

Gu Hanyuan left the room after leaving behind that teasing remark.

Li Qingluo's cheeks immediately flushed red.

Gu Hanyuan hadn't expected there would be an accident tonight either.

Looking at Huo Qingtong's location in his divine sense positioning,

his thoughts were somewhat inexplicable.

He came to the reception hall once again,

but this time it was the encampment of the Qing Guo.

He saw Fukang'an in the courtyard leading Yu Zhenzi and his guards to surround Huo Qingtong.

Huo Qingtong's beautiful face, as delicate as spring flowers and as bright as morning clouds, carried a strange flush.

At this moment, she was so weak that she had to use her sword scabbard to prop herself up against the ground to stand steady.

She braced her muddled consciousness,

and scolded with regret:

"You treacherous and shameless villain!"

Fukang'an looked at Huo Qingtong,

a flash of burning heat crossing his eyes.

He was naturally extremely greedy for beauty,

and Huo Qingtong's looks were far superior to the concubines in his mansion.

He didn't care about her scolding,

and smiled triumphantly:

"Miss Huo, you can't escape today; why not obediently submit to this Prince? As long as Miss Huo is willing to lead your clansmen to surrender, I am willing to give you the position of a secondary consort. When the time comes, you will enjoy endless glory and wealth."

It turned out that Huo Qingtong had been looking for someone to form an alliance with for the past two days,

but she had been hitting walls everywhere.

After all, the current situation of the Hui tribe was not good,

struggling to survive under the pincer attack of the Mongol Yuan and the Manchu Qing.

Unless the Hui tribe could open a gap from one of the sides,

their destruction would be just a matter of time.

At this time, Fukang'an came to her door,

and persuaded Huo Qingtong with the saying "the enemy of my enemy is my friend."

The one attacking the Hui tribe for the Qing Guo was Oboi.

Although Oboi was arrogant and despotic,

he was still a part of the Kangxi faction.

And it was well known that Prince Bao and Kangxi were at odds.

If she could obtain Prince Bao's help,

the Hui tribe would indeed gain quite a few benefits.

However, Prince Bao had long coveted the Hui tribe,

and was more inclined to control them than to cooperate.

Fukang'an had used the matter of negotiating an alliance to trick Huo Qingtong into coming over.

Huo Qingtong was not without precautions,

having left her brother Huo Huo Ayi to keep watch,

to avoid being wiped out in one fell swoop.

But in Fukang'an's view,

this so-called young tribal leader Huo Huo Ayi was just an incompetent person,

far less important than Huo Qingtong.

As long as he obtained Huo Qingtong,

the Hui tribe would be within his grasp.

Therefore, he was very easy to talk to during the process of negotiating the alliance,

while secretly poisoning her.

Huo Qingtong also knew it would be difficult to escape today,

and already harbored thoughts of death.

"Don't even think about it! Even if I die, I won't let you succeed."

Saying this, she wanted to draw her long sword,

but her legs suddenly went soft,

and she stumbled, nearly falling to the ground.

Fukang'an feigned worry and said:

"Miss Huo, don't bump that lovely face of yours."

His triumphant expression, however, was undisguised,

and he smiled wickedly with great pride:

"Miss Huo, are you sure you still have the strength to commit suicide? You're about to lose your consciousness, aren't you? Are you feeling particularly in need of a man right now?"

Huo Qingtong's heart sank upon hearing this.

The flush on her pretty face deepened,

her body was burning hot, and her limbs were weak.

Her eyes became increasingly blurred,

and the look in those heroic, charming eyes dimmed.

She had originally thought it was just some kind of anesthetic that made one lose the strength to resist,

but she hadn't expected it to be that kind of base drug.

Thinking of the effects of that drug,

she might even cooperate with the other party while in a muddled state,

which was equivalent to a great humiliation.

For a moment, her heart was filled with despair.

Seeing that Huo Qingtong didn't even have the strength to scold him now,

Fukang'an became increasingly certain that the drug had taken full effect.

As long as he waited another moment or two,

he could take whatever he wanted from the beauty before him.

Believing victory was in his grasp, Fukang'an began to act recklessly,

laughing wildly:

"Miss Huo, what are you waiting for? Could it be that you're waiting for someone to save you? Haha, I'd like to see who else can come to save you. And who would dare to save you."

Huo Qingtong's consciousness became increasingly muddled,

and as expected, she could no longer hold on.

Her legs went soft,

and she was about to sit down on the ground.

However, she did not fall onto the hard, cold ground,

but instead fell into a warm embrace.

A somewhat unfamiliar voice rang in her ear:

"I dare to save her."