Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Su Yingxue couldnât help but laugh. âYour Highness, three people canât fit in one coffin.â
Qin Muyan was stunned.
Wei Jue was equally dumbfounded.
Only Siant Ruan almost burst into laughter, his stomach aching from holding it in.
Saint Ruan thought, âWhen a woman rejects a man, she can be ruthless!â
Qin Muyan was helped back into his wheelchair, not because he was rejected by Su Yingxue, but because Su Yingxue pleaded with him, âPlease take care of yourself, Your Highness. For my sake, donât give the Great Cheng Dynasty and the Great Wei Dynasty a reason to start a war.â
He responded, âAlright.â
On the surface, Qin Muyan left voluntarily, but he knew his heart was in pieces.
He didnât know if he would ever see Su Yingxue again.
She wanted to die alongside Chu Yihan.
âHey, see you at the Marquisâs Manor. 1 still want to play with you!â Saint Ruan was blunt. He jumped onto a tree, waved goodbye to Su Yingxue, and flew away.
He had no attachment and didnât want to risk his life, but he sincerely hoped Su Yingxue would return alive. Otherwise, his long life would be too d*mn boring.
Zi Wei was clearing out the Imperial Guards who wanted to kill Su Yingxue.
Even though the Imperial Guards were well-trained and skilled, they stopped in fear when faced with Zi Weiâs ruthless determination.
Su Yingxue walked up to Zi Wei and asked, âCan you take me back up the mountain?â
Zi Wei looked around at the Imperial Guards but nodded confidently. âYes.â
Su Yingxue trusted Zi Wei and followed him back up the mountain.
Since the situation was like this, she couldnât leave Chu Yihan alone.
His injuries were just as severe as Qin Muyanâs.
As they ascended the mountain, they passed through scenes of carnage, the air thick with the smell of blood.
When Su Yingxue stumbled over a corpse, she couldnât help but tremble at the sight of the gruesome death.
She had seen death, and she had experienced it herself, but she had never witnessed such brutality.
Her worry for Chu Yihan grew with each step.
âDoes it hurt?â Zi Wei asked, helping her up.
But when Zi Wei saw her pale face, he stopped in his tracks. There were pursuers behind them, but Zi Weiâs bloodthirsty aura alone forced them to retreat, afraid to pursue further.
Su Yingxue shook her head, her face not looking good, but she insisted on going up the mountain.
The higher they climbed, the more gruesome the scene became, with carnage everywhere and the ground beneath their feet stained red with blood.
Finally, Su Yingxue spotted Chu Yihan. His once white clothes were now drenched in red, the original color indistinguishable.
Su Yingxue moved to rush forward, but seeing him roar and cut down dozens of foes with a single stroke, she hesitated.
He didnât know where Mo Qi was.
Chu Yihan fought alone, yet the enemy soldiers around him trembled.
When he turned to face her, Su Yingxue met his blood-red eyes, her heart skipping a beat. âThis isnât good, heâs bloodthirstyâ¦â
Chu Yihan could sense a familiar presence nearby, but he couldnât stop.
All he could think about was killing!
The scent of blood in the air excited him, driving him to seek more!
âYour Highness!â Su Yingxue shouted.
But Chu Yihan seemed oblivious, cutting down any Imperial Guards who approached him in the most brutal manner possible.
Someone even attempted to attack him with hidden weapons from afar..