nashuaworldcup Chapter 306 The Beauty and the Boss's Love and Career (59 words)
Chapter 306 The Beauty and the Boss's Love and Career (59 words)
Every step he took was filled with an eager anticipation, as if his heart would be filled with longing if he were even a second late in seeing Yun Suisi.
However, just as he was about to step out of the room, a sharp alarm suddenly sounded, shattering the silence of the night.
The sudden sound shattered the tranquility of the palace and made Jun Sui abruptly stop in his tracks.
His eyes instantly sharpened like an eagle's, and his gentle demeanor was replaced by coldness and vigilance.
"what happened?"
Jun Sui muttered to himself, his voice carrying a hint of authority and displeasure.
He quickly turned around and strode towards the direction the alarm was sounding, silently thinking to himself:
"Could it be that the murderer has made some move? Or has something else gone wrong?"
The others who were being held and resting in various rooms were also woken up by the noise.
The ministers, still looking tired, rubbed their sleepy eyes and mumbled incessantly.
An overweight minister, still in his pajamas, began to complain loudly:
"What happened in the middle of the night? Can't a person get some rest?!"
What's going on in this palace? They won't let anyone have a moment's peace all night!
A young minister standing nearby remained silent, but his face was filled with dissatisfaction and worry, and his eyes revealed unease.
The young guards quickly dressed, picked up their weapons, and left the room with wary expressions.
They walked hurriedly, their eyes meeting, conveying a sense of tension.
Some guards whispered to their companions:
"When this alarm goes off, it's definitely not a good sign. It might be related to Master Sun's case."
The other guard nodded slightly and gripped his weapon tighter.
"In any case, we need to be careful and avoid any mishaps."
Everyone was filled with unease and hurriedly ran towards the direction where the alarm was sounding.
Along the way, footsteps and whispers mingled together, making the atmosphere increasingly tense.
From time to time, anxious inquiries could be heard from the crowd:
"What happened?"
"Has someone else been murdered?"
The group arrived at a room on the third floor. Jun Sui stood at the front, his expression solemn, his eyes revealing an undeniable authority.
His aura was powerful, seemingly capable of quelling the chaos. He addressed the guards behind him in a deep voice:
"Be prepared to respond to any emergencies."
This room may hold important clues, or it may be dangerous. Everyone must be careful.
After saying that, he took the lead and forcibly opened the door to the room.
A strong, pungent smell of blood hit me, so strong and heavy that it made me want to vomit.
Inside the room, the dim light flickered in the breeze, casting eerie shadows on the walls, like countless twisted hands baring their fangs.
At that moment, everyone's attention was drawn to the bizarre yet shocking scene in the center of the room.
A boy with a cute and innocent appearance and a gentle and pure temperament sat there quietly, like a statue baptized in blood.
Crimson blood dripped continuously from the hem of his clothes onto the ground, pooling around him.
His head was bowed, and his soft hair was sticky with blood on his cheeks, like blood-red vines, making it impossible to see his expression at that moment.
In his left hand, he gripped a gleaming knife tightly.
Blood dripped rhythmically from the tip of the knife, "drip, drip"...
The rhythmic dripping sound was exceptionally clear in this silent and eerie space.
Two corpses lay lying nearby.
One was a wealthy merchant with a large belly, his round belly soaked in blood.
The once expensive silk robe was now stained blood red, making it particularly glaring.
The other figure is a nobleman dressed in gorgeous clothes, with various medals hanging on his chest.
The medals gleamed coldly in the pool of blood, a stark contrast to his terrified, unseeing expression as he died.
The entire scene resembled a bizarre painting stained with blood.
The boy exuded an aura that was completely at odds with his appearance.
It was a chilling stillness and mystery, as if he were a messenger from the depths of hell, bringing only death and fear.
This image is deeply imprinted in everyone's mind.
Years later, whenever that night is recalled, the bloody yet strangely beautiful scene still vividly appears, sending chills down one's spine.
Jun Sui's gaze quickly swept over every detail in the room, not missing any clue.
The guards around him gripped their weapons tightly, their muscles tense, watching their surroundings warily, as if a hidden danger might suddenly pounce at any moment.
The others stood behind, some covering their mouths in terror, their eyes wide open, filled with fear and disbelief;
Some of them were as pale as paper, their legs trembling uncontrollably, and their bodies swaying gently, as if they might collapse to the ground at any moment.
They couldn't believe that in this heavily guarded palace, two murders had occurred in just one day, resulting in the deaths of three people.
The boy kneeling there seemed to be immersed in a world isolated from the outside world, oblivious to his surroundings, as if none of it concerned him.
He kept his head down, his blood-soaked hair like a tangled clump of seaweed, obscuring his face and making it impossible to see his expression.
His body trembled slightly, whether from exhaustion, fear, or some other indescribable emotion, it was hard to tell.
It wasn't until the noise from the crowd at the door grew louder and louder, surging in like a tide, that he slowly awoke from a long nightmare and realized what was happening.
His movements were extremely slow, as if each movement required all his strength, carrying an endless weariness and languor.
His once smooth hair was now stuck together in strands of blood, swaying slightly with his movements, like winding blood snakes.
His face was also covered in blood, and the dried bloodstains left dark red marks on his skin, making it impossible to see his original appearance.
He glanced indifferently at the crowd at the door.
There was no fear or panic in his eyes, as calm as a bottomless lake, yet with an unfathomable indifference.
To him, these panicked people were just an insignificant group of passersby.
Yun Suisi and Jun Sui were both surprised. Their gazes instantly focused on the boy, and they said in unison:
"Ruan An?!"
They never imagined that the person at this bloody crime scene was this seemingly well-behaved and harmless boy who always had an innocent smile.
Ran Cang's expression changed instantly upon seeing the person.
Her once fair face turned deathly pale, and she was extremely anxious.
Without hesitation, she pushed through the crowd and rushed forward to check.
Her voice trembled slightly with nervousness and worry:
"Ruan Ruan, oh my god, what are you doing here?"
What happened?
Don't scare me!
Are you injured anywhere?
Does it hurt?
As she spoke, her gaze swept quickly over Ruan An, from his disheveled hair to his blood-stained clothes, and then to his blood-stained hands.
She raised her hands slightly and stopped a few centimeters away from Ruan An's body.
Her fingers trembled slightly, wanting to make sure he was alright, yet afraid that her movements might hurt him.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
If you feel unwell anywhere, tell me right away and I'll get a doctor immediately.
Ran Cang's eyes were filled with tears, and her voice became hoarse with excitement.
"Who on earth could be so cruel as to drag you into such a terrible thing..."
Yun Sui didn't even look at the people around him; he was extremely anxious and immediately turned to Li Que, saying:
"Li Que, go find Luo Yan right now and see where he is!"
fast!
Don't waste a single second!
His voice was rapid and forceful, carrying an undeniable urgency.
In Luo Yan's world, Ruan An is everything to him.
There's something fishy going on here now that someone's in trouble!