CMWKSD -Chapter 277 The Princess Is So Damn Cool!!!

They spent a full two days walking through the forest before finally reaching their destination.

And that was with Jiu Yue deliberately slowing things down.

If she had moved at full speed, judging by her pace, one day would have been more than enough.

But she couldn’t afford not to stall.

This time, Jiu Yue intended to completely pin Prince Hui to death.

Since he had personally come to Great Qi, she’d feel sorry for herself if she didn’t accept this “grand gift” with a smile.

She had to give Ji Yiqing and the others enough time to mobilize troops.

So when Jiu Yue and her group arrived at the residence, the Crown Prince’s army reached the area only a little over half an hour later.

Jiu Yue had assumed Prince Hui would be waiting somewhere deep in the mountains or dense forests.

But when she saw the towering stone lions before her, she fell silent… and then fell silent again.

This residence—even if it didn’t cover a full mu of land, half a mu at the very least.

This…

Prince Hui had actually appeared in such a grand and ostentatious residence right inside the county town.

Truly, the greatest concealment lies in plain sight.

Even Jiu Yue couldn’t help but admire Prince Hui’s mental fortitude.

The head of the shadow guards, whose nerves had been stretched tight the entire journey, finally relaxed somewhat upon seeing the destination. He cupped his fists toward Jiu Yue and said respectfully,

“Princess, please.”

Prince Hui had long said that Jiu Yue would definitely not willingly treat him.

Therefore, they were to treat her with utmost courtesy, hosting her as an honored guest,
so that she might lower her guard even just a little.

As a result, Jiu Yue had already been enjoying treatment akin to “the guest is God” all along the way.

Seeing the shadow guard leader’s respectful attitude, she wasn’t surprised at all.

She lifted her foot and stepped onto the stairs.

From the guards at the entrance to the maids and servants she saw along the way inside the residence, everyone knelt and kowtowed the moment they saw Jiu Yue.

Their mouths shouted in unison: “Greetings to the Princess!”

The entire residence had even been decorated with lanterns and colorful banners for her arrival.

Anyone who didn’t know better would think a wedding banquet was about to be held.

Jiu Yue smiled faintly.

This Prince Hui really knew when to bend and when to stretch.

At this moment, Prince Hui was already waiting in the main hall.

He had specially tailored new clothes and changed his appearance—everything done solely to welcome Jiu Yue.

It could truly be said that he had “swept the couch clean” to receive her.

Jiu Yue walked all the way into the main hall.

When she saw the man seated at the place of honor, she couldn’t help but sigh inwardly after just one glance.

Worthy of royalty indeed.

Even as a cripple, just look at how well he was maintained—

Where was there any trace of a middle-aged man in his forties?

That refined, elegant demeanor made Jiu Yue feel as though a gentle jade-like noble young master had stepped straight out of a book.

As for his looks?

Jiu Yue felt that when Ji Yiqing grew older, he would probably look like this.

Truly striking.

Just not as sturdy as Ji Yiqing.

So Jiu Yue didn’t like him.

After all, she didn’t like skinny weaklings.

When Prince Hui saw Jiu Yue, he slightly inclined his head in respect.

“Princess, my legs are inconvenient. I am unable to rise and salute you. I hope the Princess will forgive this discourtesy.”

Just look at that attitude.

If Jiu Yue didn’t know that Prince Hui was a smiling tiger who, deep down, regarded everyone as toys—someone who had committed countless crimes too numerous to record—she might really have been deceived by his outward appearance.

Jiu Yue gave a brief “mm” to indicate she had heard him.

With her hands clasped behind her back, she strolled around the hall.

Prince Hui allowed her to wander freely. He didn’t dare underestimate her.

He even refrained from hiding people in the shadows, afraid that hidden forces might not reach him in time.

Instead, everything was placed out in the open, surrounding him tightly.

There were no fewer than sixty shadow guards protecting him in the main hall.

It was packed to the brim—Jiu Yue could only see him through the gaps.

If those shadow guards hadn’t shifted aside the moment she entered, allowing her a glimpse of Prince Hui, she probably wouldn’t even know what Prince Hui looked like.

All she would’ve seen were pitch-black shadow guards.

One could imagine just how afraid of death Prince Hui was.

Jiu Yue curled her lips. She’d thought there might be something novel about this.

But this was it?

No matter how capable these shadow guards were, could they really be stronger than modern bodyguards armed with real guns and ammunition?

Even high-tech weapons couldn’t stop her from killing.

Let alone in this cold-weapon ancient era.

At this thought, Jiu Yue turned her back to the main hall doors.

With her hands behind her back, she raised her thumb.

Hidden in the shadows, Ying Yi and Jiang Xunan: !!!

Along with the five Eagle Eyes under Ying Yi and the ten Crown Prince guards under Jiang Xunan, everyone fell into an eerie silence.

Because the meaning of Jiu Yue’s thumb just now was—

Start. Kill.

But Jiu Yue and Prince Hui hadn’t even been face to face for the time it took to brew a cup of tea.

They had exchanged barely two sentences.

And Jiu Yue was already going to start?

Jiang Xunan even doubted whether he had misread it.

Did Jiu Yue really just give the signal?

But…

It wasn’t that he was scared. Truly not.

It was just—who starts killing the moment they arrive?

Shouldn’t Jiu Yue ask something first?

Like what plots Prince Hui had? How he planned to act?

Shouldn’t there be at least a verbal sparring match?

At the very least, let Prince Hui talk a bit more?

He must’ve seen it wrong… right?

Then he felt the person beside him move.

Ying Yi’s eyes narrowed slightly.

The instant he saw Jiu Yue’s hand signal, he drew his weapon.

Jiang Xunan froze for a split second—then followed suit and drew his weapon as well.

Right. He forgot.

Jiu Yue hated verbal fencing the most.

She was the ruthless type—few words, heavy blows—and despised the scholars’ endless back-and-forth cursing.

If words didn’t agree—Then fight.

The Eagle Eyes and the Crown Prince’s guard team, upon seeing Jiu Yue’s signal, felt the blood in their veins heat up.

Jiu Yue’s hand rested on the tie of her festive outer robe.

Prince Hui looked at her in confusion. “Princess… you—you—you!!!”

He had just called out “Princess” when Jiu Yue’s pale fingers directly tore off the festive robe.

The red garment instantly flew into the air.

And Jiu Yue, like a ghost, burst out from beneath the billowing red cloth at lightning speed.

The shadow guards reacted quickly, each one rushing forward—but they failed to catch Jiu Yue.

All they saw was a nimble, pitch-black figure flashing past their eyes.

Necks, temples, eyes—a sharp pain struck all at once…

How long had it been since Jiu Yue last flicked silver needles?

Even she herself could no longer remember.

Outside the hall, Ying Yi and the others also charged in at full speed.

In an instant, the inside and outside of the hall descended into chaotic combat!

Jiu Yue flickered forward again and again, rapidly closing in on Prince Hui.

She appeared before him at an impossible speed.

Prince Hui’s hands clutched the armrests of his wheelchair as he tried to retreat frantically.

His body reacted faster than his mind.

Every muscle, vein, even his blood screamed a single word—

Run!!!

But how could a wheelchair compare to Jiu Yue’s lightning-fast movements?

With a loud bang, Jiu Yue stopped before him, smiling—like a god descending.

Her movements were eerie, like an asura.

Then her voice sounded like a ghost from the depths of hell: “Your Highness, the game is over.”

Prince Hui only saw a flash of cold light.

Jiu Yue’s right wrist flipped.

Her left hand was still holding a silver needle.

That needle pierced straight through the left temple of the shadow guard who was slashing downward beside Prince Hui—passing horizontally and exiting through the right temple.

The guard—dead.

The surgical blade in Jiu Yue’s right hand traced a circle around Prince Hui’s neck.

Prince Hui’s hand was still gripping the wheelchair armrest.

All he felt at his throat was the surgical blade, slick with warm blood.

Jiu Yue gripped her blade with her right hand.

With her left, she smoothly seized the great saber from the shadow guard who hadn’t even collapsed yet.

Still holding the surgical blade, she grabbed Prince Hui by the hair—

Shk!

With a single stroke, she severed his head.

The movement was so fast only afterimages remained.

Jiu Yue raised her right hand.

Prince Hui’s head was lifted high—no longer attached to his body.

Jiu Yue grinned wickedly, holding up the still-bleeding head.

“Die!!!”

Prince Hui’s shadow guards: !!!

“Your Highness!!!”

The shadow guards screamed in despair.

They couldn’t even comprehend how Jiu Yue had struck within such a short span of time.

Eagle Eyes and the Crown Prince’s guards: “WOOOOO!!! THE PRINCESS IS SO DAMN COOL!!!”