Forced to be a third person: I turned around and left the palace to marry a villain

"So the girl's surname is also Qu." Wentian stared at her purple eyes, as if trying hard to recall something.

These eyes reminded him of a tragedy twelve years ago - the Duke of Han's family was destroyed because his daughter's purple eyes were considered a bad omen by Queen Lian.

The only missing daughter was said to have finally escaped to Qian Country.

"Master, do you have any questions about my last name?" Qu Xin responded calmly, showing no fear at all.

"I wonder if Miss Qu is from Qian Country?" Wentian asked tentatively.

Qu Xin's expression changed slightly: "Is the Taoist priest investigating my background?"

She was obviously unhappy with this kind of public questioning.

Xuan He also realized that his master's behavior today was a little unusual. Usually, questions about identity and background were the subject of private discussions. It was indeed impolite to ask guests openly like this.

"We have come from far away and are visiting the Qingxu Sect as guests. Such interrogation makes us feel uncomfortable." Qu Xin spoke frankly and expressed his own feelings and those of others present.

Xuan He saw that Qu Xin looked unhappy, and hurriedly suggested to his master: "Master, Miss Qu has come from a long way and must be tired on the journey, why not let her rest for a while.

How about we talk about these things in detail later? " He understood that since he brought her up the mountain, he had the responsibility to ensure that she would not be wronged.

Wentian did not respond immediately, but just stared at his eldest disciple quietly, with an elusive look in his eyes.

Obviously, this usually calm disciple seemed to be influenced by this mysterious woman. Xuan He had never been particularly caring for anyone in the past, but now he stood up for her.

As the candidate for the headmaster, Xuan He should focus on practice and swordsmanship, and should not be disturbed by worldly emotions - this will only become an obstacle on his way forward.

"Xuan He is right. I was too anxious." Wen Tian remained amiable on the surface, but he had already begun to think about how to deal with this visitor named Qu Xin.

Outside the west hall, Sixth Senior Sister witnessed Xuan He rescuing Qu Xin from an awkward situation, and her heart was burning with jealousy.

"Big Brother is always cold and aloof, but today he actually spoke for her. This witch must have some trick up her sleeve."

Several of her fellow apprentice sisters were also outraged and decided to teach this uninvited guest a lesson so that her beauty would not confuse everyone's minds.

"Miss Qu, please come this way."

The female disciple who led Qu Xin to the guest room opened a door, and dust fell. This room had obviously not been taken care of for a long time, the doors and windows were shabby, and the window paper was full of cracks, which could not keep out the cold at all.

"Is this the room you prepared for me?"

Qu Xin stood in the distance, arms folded, eyebrows slightly raised. She had expected that with Wen Tian's attitude just now, the accommodation he arranged for her would not be very good, but she didn't expect it to be so bad.

The female disciple said with some sarcasm: "Miss Qu, there are many disciples on the mountain, and we can't find a suitable vacant room at the moment. You can't stay for long, so just make do with it."

"It seems that your Qingxu Sect's way of entertaining guests is to let them live in such a shabby house? Or is it the same in the entire Yingxia Kingdom?"

Qu Xin sneered and kicked a broken basket in front of the door away, expressing his dissatisfaction with this kind of reception.

The kick was neither light nor heavy, and it just hit the arrogant face of the female disciple. Her beautiful face was instantly scratched by the sharp spikes on the edge of the bamboo basket.

"Ah! My face! How dare you, you devil, destroy my appearance! I will kill you!"

The female disciple covered her face in horror, screamed, drew the sword at her waist, and rushed towards Qu Xin angrily.

However, her foundation was unstable, her martial arts skills were mediocre, her internal strength was weak, and she looked vulnerable. This made people wonder: Can this little girl withstand even one move?

Qu Xin has never been a person who accepts things passively.

Since she entered Qingxu Sect, she had not felt welcomed by anyone except Xuanhe. However, she did not care about those hostile eyes. If anyone dared to attack her, she would never show mercy.

The dagger in Qu Xin's sleeve quietly slid into his palm. He gently took a step back with his right foot. His eyes swept over the female disciple like lightning, and finally stopped at her shoulder blade.

She didn't want to kill her, and she even felt contempt for such an opponent. But a proper lesson was necessary, and she couldn't let her escape easily.

Attacking the shoulder blade can cause damage without being fatal. Recovery takes time and the process is painful, so it is perfect as a warning.

Just as she was about to take action, she felt a familiar breath behind her - it was Xuan He approaching.

A hint of cunning flashed in Qu Xin's eyes. He suddenly put away the dagger, stood still, and pretended to be panic-stricken on his face.

"Go to hell!" Seeing that she had no reaction, the female disciple thought she had already intimidated the other party, so she shouted loudly and pointed the sword directly at Qu Xin's heart!

"Well!"

However, just as the sword was about to touch the target, her elbow was restrained by a force, followed by a strong wind and a sharp pain in her waist. By the time she realized what was happening, her body had flipped in the air and finally fell face down on the ground.

The sword fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"Miss Qu, are you okay?" Xuan He asked with concern, his eyes full of worry.

He breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that Qu Xin was safe.

He had never expected to witness such a scene upon his arrival. After all, the Qingxu Sect was famous for its courtesy to guests, and its disciples had been educated in etiquette since childhood and had never used force against guests.

"Big Brother!"

The female disciple fell to the ground, covering her aching abdomen with her hands. She looked up at him and called out to him intermittently.

Xuan He's gaze was as sharp as an ice blade, piercing straight into the female disciple.

"Miss Qu is our guest, how could you attack her!"

He had just changed his clothes to see if Miss Qu needed help, but he didn't expect to witness this scene.

Thinking that Qu Xin might have died if he had not stopped it in time, Xuan He couldn't help but feel angry - this was the first time he was so angry in front of his fellow disciples.

"Big Brother!"

Two fellow apprentices came over after hearing the noise. Seeing the female apprentice lying on the ground, they hurried forward to help her up: "Big Brother, what happened? What did my sister do to make you angry?"

Everyone knew that although Xuan He was usually cold, no one had ever seen him lose his temper with anyone. But today he got angry because of a foreign woman and even hurt his fellow disciples!

"Miss Qu is a guest, you attacked her for no reason, it's wrong!"

Xuan He protected Qu Xin behind him: "If I hadn't taken action just now, Miss Qu would probably be gone!"

The two fellow apprentices were shocked and looked at the female apprentice in disbelief: "Senior sister, is this true?"

The Qingxu Sect has strict rules that prohibit killing within the sect. Violators will be expelled from the sect at the very least, or their martial arts will be abolished and their lives will be exchanged for their own at the worst.

"Don't let that witch confuse you!"

The female disciple defended herself, "She used the art of bewitching to control me! Senior Brother, you have to believe me!"