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Suddenly, the carriage came to a halt. Bu Jingyun drew his sword on the spot and exclaimed, "Second Sister, there are ambushers at the Right Prime Minister's Residence."
Xia Yuhan's heart tightened. "This is bad. The master is in danger."
Without hesitation, Xia Yuhan jumped down from the carriage, ignoring her injuries.
As soon as she got off, she saw the gates of the Right Prime Minister's Residence wide open. Two guards lay in pools of blood at the entrance, and she could faintly hear the sounds of swords clashing from within the estate.
Seeing this scene, she disregarded any potential dangers inside and shouted to those behind her as she rushed in, "Hurry and save them!"
"Second Sister is in danger," Bu Jingyun followed closely behind.
But at that moment, Xia Yuhan couldn't care less about anything else. She was anxious to find Jiang Tingyu's location.
However, the Right Prime Minister's Residence was enormous, with a labyrinthine layout of massive stone formations. There were very few main paths, but countless side roads. The intersections were numerous and complex, and bodies of the estate's servants occasionally lay along the sides of the paths.
Xia Yuhan had only taken three turns and a few intersections when she lost her way.
Even worse, Bu Jingyun, who had been closely following her, became disoriented after wandering around. The night was not very clear, and visibility was low. In this way, he completely lost track of Xia Yuhan.
As Xia Yuhan ventured further into the estate, she found herself in increasingly secluded areas. The sounds of fighting grew louder around her while the bodies along the path became fewer.
Despite her anxiety, she felt helpless because she couldn't shout for help; doing so would attract the assassins.
She could only repeatedly whisper Jiang Tingyu's name in her heart as she hurried through the night.
Jiang Tingyu, you must not be in danger. I haven't had a chance to protect you yet or even to say thank you.
Jiang Tingyu. Where are you? I should have known that the road to the Right Prime Minister's Residence would be so hard to find. No matter what, I should have stubbornly come here at least once.
Jiang Tingyu. You must live. Please make sure to stay alive. I, Xia Yuhan, don’t want to owe you anything...
Xia Yuhan walked to a certain place and suddenly stopped. It was unusually cold here. The faint killing intent that lingered made Xia Yuhan instantly alert.
At that moment, she realized she had reached the end of the road. Directly ahead was a flat avenue, and beyond that was something that looked like a wall, pitch black.
In that dark area, there was a glimmer of light. It seemed there was a slightly ajar door there.
As she focused and listened carefully, she could faintly hear voices from inside the door...
So, Xia Yuhan calmed her breath and quietly tiptoed toward the door. Her left hand tightly gripped the Hidden Weapon concealed in her right hand, ready to strike at any moment if someone attacked.
Although this Hidden Weapon was not as lethal as a gun, it was still considered a powerful weapon in ancient times. It could kill silently and without a trace.
However, the prerequisite for using this Hidden Weapon was precise shooting and delivering a fatal blow; otherwise, it would be her own life at stake.
As Xia Yuhan approached the door, her heart suddenly skipped a beat. She swiftly and silently dodged aside because she saw more than a dozen black-clad assassins surrounding Jiang Tingyu...
At the same time, she heard Jiang Tingyu's calm voice: "Oh? Is that so? Then could you let me, this dying man, die with some clarity? Tell me, who exactly wants my life?"
"A dying man? There's no need for so much nonsense. Brothers, attack..."
"Wait..."
What to do? There were at least twelve black-clad assassins in the courtyard, surrounding Jiang Tingyu from all sides without any escape.
Right now, she had no confidence relying solely on herself. Moreover, looking at the situation, they clearly had no intention of letting Jiang Tingyu go.
Besides, a sneak attack was simply impossible.
It didn't matter. Even if it meant her death, Xia Yuhan would ensure Jiang Tingyu's safety.
Thinking this, Xia Yuhan took a deep breath and quietly approached the slightly ajar door again. She raised her right hand and swiftly shot three arrows, taking down three black-clad men at the entrance in an instant.
At the same time, before the black-clad men could react, Xia Yuhan pushed open the door and agilely flipped inside, grabbing a large knife from the ground and swiftly stabbing one of them.
With a "bang," another black-clad man fell to the ground.
This series of actions was quick and clean, almost completed in the same moment, leaving those black-clad experts momentarily stunned.
Jiang Tingyu, surrounded by the black-clad men, was also taken aback by Xia Yuhan. He had never expected her skills to be so impressive, nor had he seen the techniques she used before.
Taking advantage of this moment, Xia Yuhan rushed to Jiang Tingyu's side. "My lord, are you alright?"
"Jiang Tingyu is fine. But why must you take such a great risk, young lady?" He had been forced into a corner by Mountains and Rivers and was prepared to fight to the death when she suddenly appeared.
He never expected her to show up, let alone that it would be Xia Yuhan who came to save him in this life-and-death situation.
If it were any other woman, she would have fainted from fear or shed tears upon realizing he was in danger.
...
The black-clad men saw their comrades fall in an instant and immediately became alert. However, they did not advance; it seemed they were afraid of something.
The skills of those black-clad individuals were impressive. There was no reason to fear a mere Xia Yuhan.
At that moment, the leader of the black-clad men suddenly remembered something: "Brothers, that woman can use Hidden Weapon. Moreover, she is the one who used Hidden Weapon to kill our other Brothers. We must kill her at all costs to avenge our fallen Brothers."
Xia Yuhan felt a tightening in her heart. These people recognized her and had seen her use Hidden Weapon. She had only used this Hidden Weapon during her last visit to the residence of Cang Yile. Could it be that the ones sent to assassinate her last time were under the orders of Qiao'er, who was manipulated by the Puppet Master?
It seemed very likely.
"Stop! As long as I, Jiang Tingyu, am alive, you will not harm her in the slightest." When Jiang Tingyu said this, he exuded an air of solemnity and majesty, radiating the authority of a king, making Xia Yuhan look up to him.
Though he appeared weak, he did not lose any momentum when facing strong enemies.
The black-clad men, enraged by the death of their comrade before their eyes, had no intention of wasting time on words. Their bloodshot eyes were filled with deep hatred: "Less talk. Prepare to die."
Before the words had even left his mouth, a gleaming large knife was thrust toward Jiang Tingyu.
"My lord!" Xia Yuhan could not afford to use her Hidden Weapon. She could only drag Jiang Tingyu toward the Flower Thicket to hide.
"Miss, hurry and escape. Don't worry about me." With that, Jiang Tingyu pushed away Xia Yuhan and found a mechanism hidden within the Flower Thicket. Suddenly, numerous Hidden Weapon sprang forth from within the Flower Thicket, catching the black-clad men off guard. "Quickly go! This mechanism won't hold for long."
At this moment, Jiang Tingyu could not care less about their lives. He pulled the hesitant Xia Yuhan and hurried toward the stable in the garden.
After all, Jiang Tingyu was not skilled in martial arts and was somewhat slow. Just as he helped Xia Yuhan onto a horse, more assassins were already pursuing them. Although only four battered black-clad men remained, each one was more vicious than the last.
"Hurry! Get on the horse and chase after them."
"Yes."
……
On this side, Xia Yuhan's heart was pounding fiercely. After all, it was the first time killing so many people in a row.
"Master, where do we escape to?"
"First, we need to shake them off. Hold on tight."
"Isn't there any skilled guard in the master's residence to protect you?" In a moment of desperation, Xia Yuhan voiced her worries.
"There are, but Jiang Tingyu has sent them to work secretly. These people must have taken advantage of that. There must be a traitor in Jiang Tingyu's residence."
……
For some reason, the faster they rode, the more relentless the black-clad pursuers became. It was like an annoying tail that couldn't be shaken off.
"It was Jiang Tingyu's oversight. The horses in the courtyard are Thousand Li Horses, capable of traveling a thousand miles a day. This won't do… ah…"
Before Jiang Tingyu could finish his sentence, an arrow whizzed past him.
"Master, they have bows and arrows!" Xia Yuhan turned her head to look at the increasingly close pursuers, feeling anxious and regretting that she couldn't ride a horse.
Before she could regain her composure, three arrows flew toward them in quick succession. Jiang Tingyu had no time to dodge. One of the arrows struck him squarely in the back, and before he could react, several more arrows pierced into his back.
"Ah… I've been hit… Yu Han… Quickly, tighten the reins. If I fall off the horse, you won't survive either."
"Master! Master! You must hold on!"
She watched helplessly as Jiang Tingyu was shot by them. All she could do was stare at the group of men in black drawing closer behind her. Xia Yuhan was extremely anxious. Was this really the end?
No. Even if it meant death, she would never die at their hands.
Thinking of this, Xia Yuhan gritted her teeth fiercely. She tore off her belt and tied the two of them together. Then, she quickly pulled out the jade hairpin from her head and stabbed it fiercely into the back of the Thousand Li Horse.
The Thousand Li Horse was painfully stabbed. Suddenly, it lost control and let out a long howl. Its front hooves kicked wildly, and it galloped away with full power like a black phantom.
Wherever the Thousand Li Horse went, birds flew up in alarm, and beasts fled in chaos.
On the horse's back, Xia Yuhan and Jiang Tingyu were jolted around, feeling dizzy. Several times, Xia Yuhan almost lost her grip on the reins and fell off the horse.
As the Thousand Li Horse galloped, its speed was indeed terrifying. All of Xia Yuhan's injuries felt like they were tearing open again. However, at least they gradually shook off the pursuit of the men in black behind them...
The cold wind whistled past her ears as the Thousand Li Horse continued to run tirelessly...
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