Chapter 338: Luo'er kills the fake with one blade!

Assassination Night Sect?

Li Qingluo saw her fake self; the jade pendant hanging at her waist was exactly the token of the Assassination Night Sect.

Because of her gaze, the fake Li Qingluo quickly realized: she knows what this is?

How could she know this?

Her heart gave a sudden thump.

There probably aren't many people in this world who know this, right?

"Li Qingluo": "Do you recognize this? Do you know what it's for?"

Saying that, she removed the jade pendant, held it in her palm to inspect it, and then preciously pressed it against her chest.

"Do you know, this was personally hung on my waist by Prince Su, Your Highness, when he retrieved me, saying it was for my safety?"

Li Qingluo gave a cold smile: Indeed, it was that dog Sha Lei who took her things.

So Duan Rongshi would retrieve it.

She doesn't blame Duan Rongshi and everyone else for mistaking the person.

After all, looking at this face before her, let alone others, even she herself almost doubted whether she might be the fake Li Qingluo.

Because the real one is just too alike!

Li Qingluo walked around the fake Li Qingluo, looking her over.

Seeing that her figure was hardly different from her own.

One has to say, to find such a person, Qin Ling and the others have really gone to great lengths.

It's just unknown whether this matter was plotted by Princess Qinyu behind Qin Ling, or by his newly allied master.

Li Qingluo didn't speak, and the fake Li Qingluo inexplicably felt panicked.

"What exactly are you looking at?"

Li Qingluo spread her hands, indicating her innocence.

The Fake: "Hmph. I don't care who you are, but you won't be able to walk out of this osmanthus garden alive."

After saying that, she waved her hand, and two assassins immediately stepped forward to seize Li Qingluo's both arms.

The Fake then gave a slight smile: "As long as I give the order, they will tear your arms off! Do you believe it or not?"

Li Qingluo quickly nodded, indicating she believed.

The Fake slightly raised her chin, with an arrogant expression: "Then why don't you hurry up and explain who you really are?"

Li Qingluo opened her mouth and shook her head, indicating she couldn't speak.

The Fake furrowed her brows: "I still can't understand the gestures. Can you write?"

It was rumored that she was a country woman who, when she first arrived in Jinling, didn't know a single character.

So, the Fake didn't have much expectation of Li Qingluo.

Li Qingluo, however, nodded.

The Fake then personally stepped forward and shoved her hard.

"Write!"

There was tea on the table.

Li Qingluo staggered a bit, returned to the table, raised her hand to dip in water, and then wrote on the tabletop character by character: "Who am I, haven't you already guessed?"

After writing, she lifted her head, her gaze like a pair of cold arrows fixed on the Fake.

The Fake's face instantly turned pale.

"What are you saying?"

"I, I how could I know who you are?"

A flicker of panic flashed in her heart.

She stared at that ordinary face before her, looking again and again.

Could it be, she is the real Li Qingluo?

Qin Ling had said that the true Miss of the Li family would never be able to return to her position in this lifetime.

From now on, I will be the true Li Qingluo.

She is the eldest granddaughter of the Xiuli Jiangjun Fu.

She is the only young lady close to Prince Su...

The Fake touched her own face.

This face of hers was given by Qin Ling.

So, Qin Ling could also give the real Li Qingluo another face!

The person before her, difficult, could it really be that Li Qingluo?

Did she really escape?

The Fake indeed felt a little panicked.

In her heart she angrily cursed Qin Ling as a good-for-nothing.

However, even if she is the real one today, I will absolutely not show any flaw, nor will I admit it!

Moreover, the person before her must die!

The Fake hurriedly swept away the water marks on the tabletop, then stepped back step by step.

"Seize her!"

She waved her hand again, letting the two assassins take down Li Qingluo.

Seeing Li Qingluo being successfully captured, she then seemed to relax again.

She arrogantly raised her head again, completely lacking the gentleness and thoughtfulness she had before Prince Su.

I don't understand what you mean.

Anyway, I was personally found by Your Highness.

Right at the foot of Qishan, Your Highness saw me, missing me madly, full of surprise and joy, and even personally lifted me onto the horse's back!

Have you ever seen Prince Su, Your Highness, lose his composure?

For me, Your Highness knocked open the city gate in the dead of night, and also rapped on the palace gate.

These past two days, you've been even more gentle and attentive, caring for me thoroughly.

And this jade pendant was also personally given to me by Your Highness.

He, he said that as long as I take out this jade pendant and blow the whistle, from now on no one in this world will be able to harm me in the slightest.

Your Highness keeps me in your heart, that's why you gave me such a useful treasure.

He also said he would never again watch me fall into a wolf's den and tiger's lair, nor let me get hurt...

No matter who you are, you cannot ruin this!

The impostor spoke excitedly, and the expression on his face also became somewhat proud.

Li Qingluo: "Really? Do you know this jade pendant was originally mine?"

Her voice was low and deep.

Although it wasn't as rough and masculine as Li Yunchu's scary voice, it was also hoarse like smoke-scorched, severely damaged.

The previous night, when Zhui Yu appeared at the mountain herb hut, Li Qingluo had only spoken a single word before Li Yunchu covered her mouth.

At that time she already knew: although her voice was no longer as pleasant as before, at least it wouldn't make people mistake her for a man.

She simply didn't want to speak.

Now, upon speaking a single sentence, the fake Li Qingluo was nearly scared out of her wits.

Just then, the door was shoved open from outside with a loud 'creak'.

Duan Rongshi stood at the doorway, his face dark, his eyes filled with repressed anger.

Taking advantage of this moment, Li Qingluo suddenly shook her arms, scattering something unknown from her hand onto the two assassins, then leapt forward and lunged at her own impostor.

The fake Li Qingluo let out a startled cry.

She successfully grabbed the impostor's neck in one grip.

Then she looked at the two assassins.

They also simultaneously clutched their own necks, their faces turning purple, as if unable to breathe, painfully collapsing to the ground.

You—what did you do?

Prince, prince, save me—

You, you female thief, what exactly do you intend to do?

I came with good intentions to advise you to honestly confess your purpose for sneaking into this osmanthus garden, so you wouldn't suffer torture or lose your life, yet you treat me like this!

Prince... it's all my fault, your humble servant.

Your humble servant merely saw her, a young woman, felt a bit of pity, and thus felt compassion...

Wuu wuu wuu...

The fake Li Qingluo began to cry, sniffling.

As expected of someone sent by Qin Ling, her tears fell like broken beads, continuously dropping.

Hanging on her still decent-looking face, she truly looked pitifully delicate.

Even the real Li Qingluo felt ashamed to be inferior.

Stop acting.

Li Qingluo, still choking the impostor's neck, turned to face Duan Rongshi.

Seeing him step by step approach.

Then she backhandedly closed the door.

Li Qingluo's heart pounded uncontrollably, thump-thump, and she began to feel inexplicably nervous.

Don't come over!

She knew that if he harbored murderous intent, she would have no chance to escape.

She also lacked the ability to escape.

So she could only gamble.

She gambled on how much weight the real her held in his heart.

Whether it could be used to threaten him.

Prince Su, Your Highness, you don't want this Miss Li to end up like them, do you?

Having glanced at the two Night Slaughter Sect members already unconscious on the ground, Li Qingluo gave a cold smile: "They have already been poisoned with a strange toxin, with no antidote; in less than half an hour they will truly breathe their last."

Prince Su, Your Highness, perhaps you don't care about these two's lives, but what about Miss Li's life?

You really don't care either?

As she spoke, Li Qingluo suddenly increased the force in her hand; the fake Li Qingluo cried out in pain, then her face flushed red, emitting groans of difficulty breathing.

Duan Rongshi's steps indeed came to a halt.

He stared into her eyes and answered her question.

This prince naturally cares.

Li Qingluo froze for a moment.

Moreover, he cares immensely.

The impostor before her, because of Li Qingluo's slight hesitation, got a breath of air in her neck.

She immediately looked at Duan Rongshi with reddening eyes, moved, and whispered softly: "Your Highness..."

Is he confessing his feelings to himself?

Li Qingluo was so excited she almost cried.

Who would have thought? In just two short days, she made Prince Su unable to hold back his feelings, and he voiced his affection.

As expected, I am still more charming.

Same face, but the original body is trash!

Duan Rongshi looked at Li Qingluo, his voice gentle and soothing as he replied, 'Don't rush.'

Then his steps only paused for a moment before he stepped closer to them both.

Although the impostor was a little nervous, deep down he was more excited.

I heard Prince Su kills without blinking, his methods cruel and bloody, able to tear a person apart with his bare hands!

If that ugly monster behind me really is Li Qingluo, I hope Prince Su can just snap her neck later!

From now on, I can truly become the real Li Qingluo!

The impostor began to get cocky, thinking Li Qingluo wouldn't dare be harsh, and started shouting, 'Did you hear? You better let me go quickly!'

You really won't give up until you hit the Yellow River; don't you understand yet?

Your Highness cares so much about me; once he catches you himself, he will surely tear you to pieces!

Li Qingluo gave a cold 'hah', leaning near the impostor's ear and asked, 'Is that so?'

Do you know? I now hate being threatened the most.

From now on, anyone who threatens me will only end in death!

Her expression turned completely gloomy, her eyes showing indifference and oblivion to everything.

Just as Duan Rongshi walked up close, she raised her hand and, with the shard of porcelain she had hidden, swiftly sliced toward her own neck.

Li Qingluo felt a shocking pain and chill in her neck, followed by hot liquid streaming down.

She hurriedly reached out to grab the nearby Prince Su.

But Prince Su stepped forward with an arrow-like lunge and also plunged a small dagger into her chest.

Li Qingluo's eyes widened in shock and disbelief, unable to believe, she strained to lift her gaze at the man before her.

Why... giggle... giggle... what...

Bang!

With a loud bang, Li Qingluo fell to the ground, and a large pool of blood quickly spread behind her.

Even in death she never understood what was going on.

Prince Su, isn't he already obsessed with her?

How could he kill her with his own hands?

Even the real Li Qingluo's eyes flashed a hint of confusion.

But she still quickly stepped back, saying, 'It turns out Prince Su's so-called concern was just a deception...'

Before her words even finished, Duan Rongshi strode toward her.

Until he had her cornered, with no way to retreat.

Then he pulled her into his arms.

Li Qingluo, I know it's you.