AWB Chapter 342: Meeting Zhao Ning'er
Chapter 342: Meeting Zhao Ning'er
Chapter 342: Meeting Zhao Ning'er
Zhao Ning'er looked up and shook her head repeatedly at Shen Bin, not wanting to speak. Shen Bin, however, understood her meaning. He held her in his arms. Princess Xiangping had just entered the room when she saw the two embracing affectionately, their hands clenched tightly in their sleeves. She slowly walked over.
Nestled in Shen Bin's arms, Zhao Ning'er opened her eyes and saw Princess Xiangping. She broke free from Shen Bin's embrace, knelt down, and crawled towards Princess Xiangping, grabbing her clothes and saying, "Princess, Princess, please... please... let us go. Ning'er kowtows to you, Ning'er kowtows to you."
Princess Xiangping dodged Zhao Ning'er's hand that tried to grab her clothes, looking at her with disdain. Watching her kowtow, the ground thumping with each step, Princess Xiangping looked at Zhao Ning'er with undisguised amusement, feeling an indescribable pleasure.
Shen Bin was puzzled when he saw Zhao Ning'er break free from his grasp and kowtow to Princess Xiangping, blood trickling from her forehead. He rushed over and hugged Zhao Ning'er, saying, "Ning'er, what are you doing? You don't need to humiliate yourself by begging her." As he spoke, he coldly glanced at Princess Xiangping standing to the side.
Princess Xiangping's smiling face stiffened, then turned cold. She said in a chilling voice, "For me, Princess Tang, to speak to such a vile person is beneath me. Young Master Shen, you feel sorry for her after she kowtows a few times?" She even gave Zhao Ning'er a look that suggested she wanted to kill her. Zhao Ning'er, frightened, snuggled closer to Shen Bin.
"Don't keep calling her a slut. Ning'er is much kinder than you," Shen Bin sneered at Princess Xiangping. Seeing Zhao Ning'er's frightened expression, he hugged her tightly, afraid that she would do something to abuse her again.
Princess Xiangping stood watching the two people sitting on the ground, embracing each other, laughing wildly. Her face was flushed, and she was panting heavily as she said, "So this is how that vixen bewitched you. Kind? Judging from her seductive appearance, she's quite cunning." As she spoke, she looked at Zhao Ning'er's captivating face with envy, feeling a surge of jealousy.
“No matter what she’s like, I like her. She’s better than you.” Shen Bin said as he helped Zhao Ning’er up. Blood was still flowing from Zhao Ning’er’s forehead. Shen Bin tore off a piece of cloth from his clothes and pressed it against the wound to stop the bleeding.
"Want to leave? Shen Bin, there's nothing I can't get if I want it." Princess Xiangping said sternly as she saw Shen Bin looking like he was about to leave.
"Princess, please have pity on us." Zhao Ning'er pushed Shen Bin away and looked at Princess Xiangping with a pleading expression. She was dizzy and almost stumbled and fell to the ground. Shen Bin quickly caught her.
"Pity you? Then who will pity me!" Looking at Shen Bin and Zhao Ning'er's intimate interaction, and seeing Zhao Ning'er's aggrieved expression, she thought it was all an act. Zhao Ning'er was provoking her.
Shen Bin didn't want to argue with her any longer, so he helped Zhao Ning'er up and walked past her towards the door. Just as they reached the door, they were blocked by several men in black. Shen Bin pulled Zhao Ning'er back a few steps warily, watching the men in black blocking the doorway cautiously. However, since he didn't know martial arts, they could only stand there in a standoff, neither speaking nor making a move.
Finally, Shen Bin had no choice but to turn around, pull Zhao Ning'er towards Princess Xiangping, and say with a dark face, "What exactly do you want?" Princess Xiangping looked at the man in black at the door, then at Shen Bin in front of her, her eyes full of smugness. Then she looked at Zhao Ning'er with disdain, raised her pinky finger, and said to Shen Bin, "I want to marry you. After we are married, I will release her and guarantee her safety."
"I will only marry Zhao Ning'er in this life." Shen Bin rejected Princess Xiangping's words without hesitation. Zhao Ning'er, who was standing to the side, was stunned when she heard what Princess Xiangping said. She realized why Princess Xiangping was targeting her. But she really couldn't bear to ask the man she loved to marry another woman in order to save her life.
But she knew that if she objected, neither Shen Bin nor she would fare well; yet she still tugged at Shen Bin's sleeve. He gave her a gentle look, reassuring her.
"Guards, separate them!!" Princess Xiangping shouted. Just then, two men in black appeared and forcibly separated Shen Bin and Zhao Ning'er. The two, now separated, appeared extremely uneasy, trying to grab each other, but were forcibly separated.
"Crazy woman! What do you want?" Shen Bin couldn't take it anymore. He had thought Princess Xiangping was at least a kind and graceful young lady from a respectable family, but he never imagined she would be so narrow-minded and heartless. She could only be described as insane.
“Marry me.” Princess Xiangping wasn’t angry at Shen Bin’s insults; she stated her purpose directly. Upon hearing her words, Shen Bin’s smile widened. Princess Xiangping looked at Shen Bin, who was laughing to himself, with a puzzled expression, but didn’t ask any questions.
"A forced marriage won't be sweet. I've said it before, I will only marry Ning'er. You'd better stop daydreaming." Shen Bin remained defiant and directly expressed his meaning. What Princess Xiangping did next turned out to be a nightmare, almost driving him insane.
"Oh? Is that so? Then watch her slowly die," Princess Xiangping said, giggling. She held out her hand, and the man in black beside her handed her a short knife. Shen Bin thought he was in grave danger, but he remained calm and slowly closed his eyes. "Ah..."
The expected pain didn't come; instead, he heard a familiar scream and frantically opened his eyes. He saw Zhao Ning'er's left hand bleeding profusely. Blood was gushing out, and Shen Bin tried to go over and cover the wound, but he couldn't break free from the man in black. Princess Xiangping's dagger was still dripping blood.
Princess Xiangping took out a small white bottle and poured the powdered substance onto Zhao Ning'er's injured left hand. Zhao Ning'er hissed in surprise. The bleeding quickly stopped, and the wound began to heal slowly. Zhao Ning'er thought it was over, but little did she know that it was just the beginning of a nightmare.
"Ah...!!" Zhao Ning'er's scream rang out again. Princess Xiangping waited until Zhao Ning'er's wounds were almost healed, then plunged the dagger into her still-unhealed wound once more. Unable to bear the pain, Zhao Ning'er collapsed to the ground, cold sweat pouring down her face. The wound on her hand bled uncontrollably again.