She dodged the arrow, flew out swiftly, and landed at the back of the assassin who shot at her. She took an arrow from the person's quiver and stabbed him in his throat. The assassin fell down and died. He was shocked he was killed with the hands of his arrow.
Luo Xue clapped her hands and snorted disgustingly, "I hate blood."
Luo Xue wanted to leave but swords were pointed to her neck. She stopped scaredly, "I'm not an assassin. Don't you see I killed an assassin?", she said.
"It doesn't mean." Luo heard a husky voice that sounded pleasant and dangerous to her ears. She took three steps backward from the pointed swords and looked at young man who answered her. She was mesmerized by his handsomeness. She snapped out of fantasy in a jiffy, or else her head would be the next to fall.
She can kill his bodyguards, though they are powerful but she is more powerful. Except for the young man, she would be wounded beyond recognizable. She needed to use wisdom.
"I was just watching how you guys were fighting. Is that an offense?" Her eyes looked into the man's eyes sharply and calmly. She felt no shivers nor she was afraid. Why will she? She has passed through hell.
The young man and his bodyguards were surprised. She is the first lady to look at the young man's eyes calmly. The young man's siblings can't even look into his eyes, even strangers and friends. The young man's eyes brought a sense of shivers and fear when looked at. His body carried an aura of coldness, danger, and fear.
The young man didn't reply. He looked into her eyes deeply. Seeing her calm and pouting expression, she brought a feeling 'im innocent.'
He found her more interesting. She didn't flicker when she killed an assassin, and when swords were pointed at her. 'Who are you?' He thought.
Swifff
An arrow was shot toward where the man and Lin Xue were. The man dragged Lin Xue closely and dodged swiftly. Immediately, his bodyguards followed the arrow shooter. It was only him and Lin Xue in the midst of the forest.
A mark is seen on the man and Lin Xue's forehead. They both haven't realized it yet because they are so close to each other; almost hugging each other.
Lin Xue pushed the man away, and dusted her dress. "How dare you hug me?" She raised her head and said. Her body became stiff when she saw a mark on the man's forehead; she was shocked. Same as her, the man was also shocked to see a mark on her forehead. They both stared at themselves in amazement and speechless.
Lin Xue broke the silence and asked, "How did you have a mark on your forehead?"
The young man became more speechless. Didn't she know the history? He decided to reply since she would be his wife in future. "Same as you."
Lin Xue held her forehead and said pitifully, stomping her feet on the ground "I don't want to get married. I'm young." She rubbed her forehead roughly. She felt like crying. "Foolish mark, leave." She ordered. She planned to enjoy her life before getting married. Her plans are now meant to be foiled.
"Young miss."
"Young miss."
"Young miss."
"Young miss."
Lin Xue heard familiar voices. She looked at where the voices were coming from.
"I need to change." She declared. She looked at the young man and said, "Let's meet in the same spot tomorrow and discuss."
Instantly, She ran away.
The man looked at her receding back. He scratched his left eyebrow with a smirk and declared, "My Empress."
He shifted his attention to the four young servants coming to where he was, fearfully. They whispered to one another. He could hear all what they discussed. He knew they muster all their boldness to come to him."
"Should we go and meet him?" The servant wearing a pink garment shuddered.
"Hope we won't die today?" The servant girl wearing blue garment asked, peeping at the man.
"He is looking at us." the servant girl in a yellow garment shuddered fearfully.
"We have no choice." the servant girl in the red garment said bravely.
"Mis…. Mis Mister, do you… you see a young... Young miss? She looks pre… pretty, she is short and she is wear….. wearing a purple outfit. She is what again?" The red-clothed servant girl looked at her colleagues.
"She has big eyes." The yellow-clothed girl said jiffy.
"Are you sure young Miss Eyes are big? When she smiles, her eyes look small." The pink-clothed girl frowned and asked.
"No, Yes… Yes, small eyes, small lips." The yellow clothed the girl corrected herself.
"To be precise, she looks fifteen." The blue-clothed girl mustered her courage to say.
They heard giggles, which shifted their attention to the person. Lo and behold, it was their young miss.
"I'm here." Lin Xue, waved her hands, laughing loudly.
The four servants felt a heavy weight lifted in their hearts. They shouted in tears of joy and ran toward Lin Xue, "Young miss."