Chapter 3: Nie Sijing

"However, before that, those people couldn't hold on." Jiang Se said calmly.

"Master Nie, please give me a chance," Jiang Se continued.

Master Nie still hesitated. If something happened to Jiang Se, Nie Sijing would never forgive himself.

At that moment, the man inside the room, who had been single-handedly slaughtering, exuding a fierce and murderous aura, suddenly lifted his head and looked towards the door as if sensing something.

The dozen or so dark guards inside the room were increasingly unable to withstand the attacks, and they sensed that the man had not used his full strength just now.

But now, as if there was something outside the door, he was madly charging towards the entrance.

Several dark guards already had several wounds on their bodies.

Jiang Se looked at those people, gritted her teeth, and pushed the door open and walked in.

The room was large, but now it was in disarray, with precious and luxurious furniture shattered on the ground, and several dark guards struggling to resist Nie Sijing's attack.

Seeing Jiang Se come in, they were all surprised.

But what shocked them even more was that Nie Sijing, who had been fiercely attacking them just now, suddenly stopped.

His eyes stared directly at Jiang Se, who had suddenly appeared.

They locked eyes, and each saw incredulity in the other's eyes.

"You all should leave first," Jiang Se said softly, looking at the unfamiliar yet familiar Nie Sijing. Her inner worry slowly overcame the fear in her body.

She was not afraid of him.

She had seen his most terrifying and horrifying side, at her grave.

The dark guards glanced at each other, then saw the steward's eyes at the door, hesitated for a moment, and slowly left the room.

After the dark guards left, Nie Sijing, who had been not far away, suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Se.

She was stunned, "You..."

How did this person suddenly appear in front of her?! And just now, he had been fighting with those dark guards for so long, yet there was not a single injury on him.

Nie Sijing grabbed her wrist and pressed her against the wall.

He leaned in slightly, sniffing at her neck, as if searching for something, and yet also familiar with something...

The man's warm breath poured over her neck, making Jiang Se feel a little itchy and unbearable.

She felt uncomfortable and tilted her head slightly.

Nie Sijing then straightened her head.

Nie Sijing bent down slightly, and their foreheads touched.

In the pouring sunlight from outside, Jiang Se could see the man's deep blue eyes.

The bloodthirst had faded, and in Nie Sijing's eyes, those charming peach blossom eyes were filled with worry, tension, and indulgence.

There was no trace of fear, nor the look of seeing a monster.

This realization slowly calmed the ferocity in Nie Sijing's heart.

He lifted her up and placed her on the bed.

This was the only place in the room that had not been destroyed.

Even in his madness, Nie Sijing still had a trace of reason. He knew this was the newly arranged room by the servants, and he knew this was the bedroom where he and his new wife lived.

Jiang Se was placed on the bed and squirmed uncomfortably.

Nie Sijing patted her shoulder, "Don't move, stay with me for a while."

His voice was hoarse and deep, and his eyes were very clear, devoid of the madness from before.

Jiang Se shook her legs slightly, "I haven't taken off my shoes."

She didn't say no, just that she hadn't taken off her shoes.

This indulgent gesture made Nie Sijing's blood excited and tremble throughout his body.

How could she be so adorable?

No, he might scare her.