Ye Yu immediately rushed over and supported the person.
From the dark chamber behind them, sounds of fighting erupted, a scene of chaos.
Wei Qingge turned back. Seeing Li Jingren about to escape, she quickly picked up a saber from the ground and hurled it fiercely.
Li Qiongyu dodged the projectile. Seeing her ferociously slash at him with the saber, he chuckled, a slight curve to his lips, and exchanged a glance with Jing Yu.
The latter understood, flashing forward to engage her.
Wei Qingge wanted to pursue him further, but Jing Yu kept her tightly engaged, preventing her from breaking free.
She watched helplessly as Li Jingren opened the secret passage and escaped, stomping her foot in fury.
"Ye Yu, he got away, he got away---"
As soon as the words left her mouth, her nape was struck, and her vision abruptly went black.
Damn it.
Her grandmother, this was a sneak attack.
Unwilling, Wei Qingge rolled her eyes and fainted.
When she awoke again, she was in a room.
Her eyes suddenly widened, and she sat up.
Where was this?
She quickly lifted the bed curtains and scanned her surroundings. It was a strange man's room.
"Miss, you're awake?!"
A maidservant outside the door saw her getting out of bed and walking towards the floor, carrying food.
Wei Qingge eyed the newcomer warily, "Where is this?"
"The Li residence."
The Li residence?!
Wei Qingge's eyes lit up, "Where is Li Qiongyu? How is he?!"
"The young master is unharmed."
"Is he in Qingyuan?"
The maidservant replied, "Yes."
Upon hearing this, Wei Qingge immediately grabbed her skirt and ran out, heading directly for Qingyuan.
She had often visited the mansion before and knew the way.
Upon reaching the entrance of Qingyuan, she saw Jing Yu standing outside the door.
Wei Qingge stopped, "Where is Li Qiongyu? Has the doctor seen him?"
Jing Yu instinctively touched the skin mask on his face; he wasn't wearing it.
He said, "The doctor has seen him. The young master is in the room. Does Miss wish to go in?"
"Yes, I want to see how his injuries are?"
Saying that, Wei Qingge lifted her skirt and ascended the stone steps. Suddenly, she stopped and turned back.
"Right, did you guys find that Li Jingren and beat him up?"
Hearing her question, Jing Yu coughed lightly, averted his gaze, and replied respectfully.
"The man is dead."
Wei Qingge's heart jolted, then she waved her hand dismissively and entered the room.
That scoundrel, to dare kidnap her, threaten and whip Li Qiongyu, and even try to ruin her purity by sending her to his brother—dying was too good for him.
Even if she reported him to the authorities, he would have to shed a layer of skin.
What kind of people were in the Southern Liang Prince's mansion? They were indeed from the same household. His brother was a notorious scoundrel who forcibly abducted girls, and he was no different.
Bah!
She thought to herself as she entered the room and pushed open the door to the inner chamber.
Li Qiongyu had already heard her voice. As soon as she entered, he weakly propped himself up to sit.
When Wei Qingge looked over, she saw the bandages wrapped around him, his face pale and drained of color.
"Li Qiongyu, are you alright?"
She walked over anxiously, leaning in to look at him.
Li Qiongyu leaned against the bed, weak and powerless, his lips frighteningly pale.
He shook his head, "I'm fine."
Seeing this, Wei Qingge immediately went to the table, poured a cup of hot tea, and handed it to him.
"Are you stupid? He wouldn't dare kill me, why did you let him hit you?"
Li Qiongyu didn't reply, lowering his eyes and taking a sip of tea.
Silence fell in the room.
Wei Qingge suddenly recalled what Li Jingren had said. She felt an unnatural unease, and her gaze towards Li Qiongyu became extremely awkward.
But her impatient nature couldn't stand it, so she directly asked.
"Li Qiongyu, do you like me?"
Her words were truly shocking.
But Li Qiongyu was not surprised at all. He lightly put down the teacup, curved his lips, and looked up at her.
"Yes."
His peach blossom eyes held a smile, giving him an air of ingrained roguishness.
Wei Qingge stared, taking a few steps back in disbelief.
"Really—really?"
Li Qiongyu raised an eyebrow, remaining silent.
Wei Qingge's mind was in a mess, and she didn't notice his expression at all.
She had never imagined that Li Qiongyu would like her.
He always teased her, undermined her, and they could quarrel at the drop of a hat.
How—how was it possible—
Seeing her lost in thought, Li Qiongyu lifted the covers and slowly walked towards her.
Before Wei Qingge could react, her hand was abruptly seized by him.
Her steps faltered, and she instinctively dodged backward.
With a clang, her lower back hit the table.
He leaned in and pressed down, and she was completely enclosed in his embrace.
Wei Qingge was stunned, looking at him in shock. She had never seen him with such an expression before.
On his usually nonchalant face, there was no trace of emotion. His brows and eyes were stern, his thin lips curved slightly, but they exuded a wicked charm that made her feel inexplicably strange.
In a daze, she felt as if she had never truly known him.
"Qingge."
He lowered his head slightly, his lips brushing her cheek as if by accident, his voice deep and lingering.
Wei Qingge's mind exploded. She frantically reached out, trying to push him away.
"Li Qiongyu, get off me."
She kicked him in a panic.
Although her tone was the same as usual, Li Qiongyu could clearly see that her earlobes had turned red, small and round.
His eyes darkened, and his throat constricted slightly.
Wei Qingge was indeed flustered.
In the past, when they were playfully brawling, they had also been very close, but she had never paid it any mind, let alone like this, with her heart about to leap out of her chest.
What was he doing?
"You—you get up quickly."
Li Qiongyu retreated slightly and chuckled, "What are you afraid of?"
Wei Qingge immediately propped herself up with her hands on the table behind her, feigning defiance and glaring at him.
She wanted to leave, but for some reason, her legs felt weak, and she couldn't move.
"Qingge, your grandfather and father have been urging you to marry, haven't they? If you marry me, you won't be nagged anymore."
Suddenly, he looked at her, his eyes filled with his usual roguishness.
Wei Qingge instantly felt that he wasn't as scary anymore.
She concealed her inner panic and stubbornly retorted, "Don't take advantage of my vulnerability."
Saying that, she frowned, her tone tinged with disbelief.
"Are you tricking me, trying to watch me make a fool of myself?"
Li Qiongyu: "—"
Wei Qingge truly found it hard to believe that he would like her. If so, why did he always tease her?!
"Fine, Li Qiongyu, you're definitely trying to amuse me, wanting to mock me—"
Before she could finish, he suddenly grabbed her hand and pulled forcefully.
Wei Qingge was startled. Before she could regain her senses, he tightly clasped her waist and sealed her lips.
His grip on her hand was strong, pulling it downward.
In that instant, Wei Qingge trembled all over, her pupils wide with shock, freezing in place.
What—what was he doing?!
Her palms felt clammy, and she quickly tried to retract her hand, but he held it firmly.
He kissed her fiercely, as if he hadn't seen a woman in eight hundred years, pressing down on her lips, kissing her repeatedly, hot and wild.
She came back to her senses and struggled to dodge.
Ah—
She was going mad. Li Qiongyu was kissing her, it was like a dream?!