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

There was a commotion in the square, which attracted Qu Xin's attention. She saw Xuan He seemed to come out of the Zen room.

Putting away the dagger, she glanced coldly at the rich kid: "You are lucky this time, I won't kill you. But if there is a next time, I will make you regret provoking me." After that, she turned and left.

The man was terrified and couldn't calm down for a long time. He didn't expect that this woman could fight.

He turned around to take off the dagger and found a strange totem engraved on it, which seemed to be the symbol of the Qian country.

Just as he was about to go to the library to investigate with a dagger, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his back. The next second, he was split in half, and the ground was stained red with blood.

A figure appeared, carefully avoiding the blood, took the dagger from the man's hand, stabbed it into his back, and then left quietly.

"Taoist Priest, what's wrong with you?"

Qu Xin noticed that Xuan He looked pale after coming out of the meditation room. Facing his fellow disciples, Xuan He shook his head and did not respond.

It was not until everyone had dispersed and the door had been closed that he could no longer hold on and collapsed.

"Taoist Priest!"

Qu Xin screamed and tried to hold him up. She felt his weak pulse at the wrist and realized that he had suffered serious internal injuries.

"That old fellow Wentian must have done something to you!"

She thought to herself, "Master, hold on, I'll treat you right away!"

She hurriedly helped him to the bedside and gently placed him down. She took out a silver needle from her sleeve and quickly and accurately inserted it into the key acupuncture points on his body.

Qu Xin's treatment took effect quickly. Xuan He felt the warm current in his body gradually relieved the previously pent-up breath, and he felt a lot more relaxed.

"Miss Qu."

When Xuan He slowly opened his eyes, he found that his clothes were a little loose, and his back was exposed. Feeling the gentle touch of Qu Xin's fingers, his cheeks flushed slightly.

"Master, you're awake, are you feeling better?"

Qu Xin pulled out the silver needle and gently checked his pulse. Now, his pulse was much more stable and no longer as chaotic as before.

She put away her tools, put clothes back on Xuan He, and then sat quietly aside.

"Miss Qu, do you have anything you want to ask?" Xuan He asked after tidying up his clothes.

Obviously, Qu Xin had doubts in his mind.

"What happened in the Zen room? Why did you suffer such internal injuries?"

During the treatment, Qu Xin noticed that there were no signs of struggle on his body and speculated that the injury was a punishment he received himself.

"I violated the sect rules. Master was just acting according to the rules. Miss Qu doesn't have to worry." Xuan He explained that he knew he deserved the punishment because he was caught reading banned books.

"Master has always been a rule-abiding person. What rules did I break that made Master so strict? Does it have anything to do with me?"

Qu Xin understood that Taoist Wentian was not happy to see her here, but for the sake of face he did not object directly.

If Xuanhe was treated unfairly because of this, she was determined to fight for justice for him.

"Don't worry too much, Miss Qu. I was indeed wrong this time. The punishment from Master is already very lenient."

Xuan He didn't want her to know the truth, and didn't want her to feel guilty about it. He helped her out of his heart, not for the sake of reward. Even if he had to bear the punishment, he felt it was worth it.

Seeing his attitude, Qu Xin didn't want to ask any more questions. This guy likes to take care of everything by himself. If he doesn't want to talk, even a cow won't talk.

Never mind, there was nothing she could get out of him, she had her own way of figuring everything out.

The Zen room was not difficult to approach. Even if there were disciples guarding outside, with her ability, it was not difficult to enter quietly.

After Xuan He had rested, she planned to go to the Zen room and ask Wen Tian why he treated Xuan He like this! However, as soon as she stepped out of Xuan He's room, she was surrounded by a group of disciples.

More than a dozen swords were pointed at her, and every pair of eyes was full of hostility.

"What do you want to do?" Faced with such a situation, Qu Xin remained calm, clasped his hands across his chest, and glanced coldly at the group of people.

It seems that they wanted to attack her while Xuan He was injured and unable to protect her.

"Witch! My Qingxu Sect took you in, and you dare to kill people here!" A sixth senior sister who had a crush on Xuan He walked out of the crowd, pointed at Qu Xin and shouted angrily.

kill?

Qu Xin raised her eyebrows. She didn't remember killing anyone.

"You can say whatever you want, but you can't tell the truth. You accuse me of murder, but what evidence do you have?" Qu Xin smiled sarcastically, with a cold light flashing in his purple pupils.

What she hates most is being accused without reason, let alone taking the blame.

What? Do you think she's a soft persimmon that you can just bully?

"You want evidence, right? Good! Someone, bring the evidence up!"

Following the order from Sixth Senior Sister, two disciples came in carrying a corpse. The man was face down with a dagger stuck in his back, and his body was as stiff as a stone.

Qu Xin recognized it as his own dagger at a glance, and his heart felt even colder.

"This thing, is it yours?" Sixth Senior Sister pointed at the dagger and questioned. The dagger was engraved with the symbol of the Five Poison Sect of Qian Country. It turned out that this woman was a member of the Five Poison Sect!

"Yes, it's mine." Qu Xin replied indifferently, as if the matter had nothing to do with her.

She is who she is and she will not deny it.

"This is the weapon you used to kill my fellow apprentice! Since you admit that this thing belongs to you, you also admit that you are the murderer! Come! Tie her up and put her in jail!"

The Sixth Senior Sister gave the order confidently, wanting to send Qu Xin to prison. She felt that as long as Qu Xin was in prison, she would no longer be able to confuse the Senior Senior Brother.

"Don't worry."

Qu Xin jumped up lightly, her body drew a graceful arc in the air, and landed steadily on the sword that attacked her. She spun around with her left leg as the fulcrum, and instantly kicked away the disciples around her.

"Witch! Not only did you kill your fellow disciples, but you also continued to hurt others without any remorse! The senior brother cared so much for you, is this how you repay him?"

Someone accused, and when Xuan He's name was mentioned, Qu Xin paused slightly.

Although Qu Xin was not a kind and tolerant person, she was not insensitive to right and wrong. She remembered Xuan He's kindness to her.

Even when facing these rude fellow disciples, she tried not to take action for Xuan He's sake. But if they pressed on, she couldn't blame her for being merciless.

"This dagger is indeed mine, but I did not kill him."

This was the first time that Qu Xin patiently explained to a group of unrelated people. If it was really her who did it, she would never evade responsibility, because her master taught her to be brave enough to take responsibility.

"You are lying! A fellow student saw him arguing with you before he came to find you!" someone in the crowd shouted.

"Yes! I also saw Senior Brother Yin go to see her!" More voices echoed.

As the crowd's condemnation became more and more intense, "Senior Brother Yin was born into a prominent family in Yunli City. His death will bring trouble to our Qingxu Sect! This witch must be caught and the nobles must be given an explanation!"

In order to protect themselves, these people were eager to shift the blame to her, an outsider.