The Lady's Sickly Husband

C136. Man up

The early morning was hovered by dense fog.

The dense fog blocked sight of the road, and they couldn't set off in the early morning as planned.

Since after arriving at the capital, Mo Qianxue would go back to the Founder mansion, so taking this time, Ning Shaoqing ordered Chuyi to help Mo Qianxue get changed to an unmarried girl instead of a married woman.

Afterwards, Mo Qianxue got out of the carriage, well-dressed, and sat on the soft grassland with Ning Shaoqing who introduced to her the capital.

The milky dense fog floated like cottons, as if in a fairyland. Mo Qianxue leaned in Ning Shaoqing's arms, listened while reaching out to look at the sky through her fingers.

The fog was too dense to see clearly, yet, at this time, she suddenly spotted a black dot flying by through her fingers. The black dot became bigger as a shadow blocking her sight.

That was an eagle, a black eagle.

The eagle hovered in the air, above the jade-like rock across the cliff. It looked like a patch of dark cloud. Curiosity instantly surfaced on Mo Qianxue's pale face. Should there be an eagle at this time of the year?

Mo Qianxue looked up at the hovering eagle and asked, "Shaoqing, do you find the eagle strange?"

Ning Shaoqing shook his head and replied, "That's just an eagle!"

Before Mo Qianxue said anything, the eagle suddenly dived over, aiming at Mo Qianxue's eyes.

Mo Qianxue's expression changed and in a second the needles were between her fingers.

However, the eagle was quicker and more accurate than humans. At its speed, Mo Qianxue wasn't sure that she could shot the needles at its acupoints.

However, Ning Shaoqing was even quicker. He floated up like a cloud, and his sleeves waved out like running waters right at the eyes of the eagle.

The eagle cried, fell away like a meteor and at once disappeared into the dense fog.

Ning Shaoqing stood on the rock in the thick fog, sleeves and the corners of his clothes flapping, like an immortal god.

In a fluster, before Mo Qianxue realized what was happening, Ning Shaoqing ordered, "Ready for fight!"

In a while, the eagle flew back, two strong wings carrying wind that blew against their faces. But this time, behind the eagle, there was a elongated figure.

As the eagle hovered, the man flew down onto the rock like a piece of light swirling leaf.

He stood on the rock, not displaying much presence, no mask or deliberate disguise in his clothes. But his face couldn't be seen clearly yet put others in nervousness.

"You're able to scare away my eagle. It means that you're not one of those dandies with unearned reputation." When he spoke, his expression was serious and stern. One could instantly tell that he was much powerful than that Song Zhong.

Then, he didn't talk anymore and directly stuck out the swords that had been held in his arms. The blade didn't get out of the sheath yet, but the domineering air couldn't be underestimated.

Even Mo Qianxue, staying far away and not a martial artist, could sense the coldness from the sword, and her heart leaped restlessly.

Ning Shaoqing protected before her at first, and when he saw the sword, he pushed her to nanny Mo. Meanwhile, the shadow guard turned into a shadow and stood where Mo Qianxue had been.

Without the urge from Ning Shaoqing, nanny Mo drew out her long sword, gathered her internal strength, poised to protect Mo Qianxue and ready for the battle.