The concubine's favorite? Break off the engagement and marry another prince, please respect you

Chapter 180

There was silence in all directions for a moment, and even Jin Wuji's pupils dilated in shock.

At this moment, Mingfeng, with red eyes, nods the arrow, pulls the bow, and releases the arrow, all in one go.

The sharp arrow broke through the air and flew straight towards the opposite side. Jin Wuji wanted to push the person in front of him to block the arrow, but then he realized the importance of this Miss Xie, and subconsciously let go of the person and quickly dodged to the side.

Unexpectedly, the arrow was not accurate, as if it was afraid of hitting them, and it went straight to the guard on the side. Jin Wuji's face changed and he reacted, but Lu Ziyan, who was kneeling on the ground, was already flying towards them.

Just as Xie Wan Ning was thrown aside by Jin Wuji, she was embraced by a familiar arms.

The hairband slipped off due to the excessive movement, and her long black hair was blown away by the wind. Before she could react, she felt a weight on her shoulders, and her long hair was wrapped in a cloak. Lu Ziyan's fingers trembled slightly, and he carefully avoided the wound on her neck and tied the belt for her.

Jin Wuji, who was behind the two of them, had a sullen expression on his face, and drew the sword from his waist and rushed over here. Lu Ziyan seemed to have eyes behind him, and dodged to the side while protecting the girl in his arms. He had no intention of joining the battle himself, he just wanted to take the person away from here and bandage his wound.

The injury to his neck could put his life in danger at any time, and he couldn't afford the risk.

In late autumn, the days are short and the nights are long. I don't know when the sunset had completely set in the west, and the sky was dark.

The two sides were fighting fiercely. Lu Ziyan picked up the person in his arms by the waist, flew into the air, leaped dozens of feet, and returned to his boat.

When landing, Xie Wan Ning saw Ming Feng and several lieutenants trying to block Jin Wuji, but they seemed powerless and Jin Wuji seized the opportunity to flip over and jump into the dark river.

She was extremely anxious, but her mute point was pressed and she could only watch.

There was a doctor on board, and Xie Wan Ning was carried into a warm room, escaping from the thrilling danger. Only then did she feel how painful the wound on her neck was.

She didn't want to cry, but when the best medicine was sprinkled on the wound, physiological tears flowed out one by one.

Lu Ziyan stood beside the bed, a chill emanating from his whole body. He did not move, but just stared at her without blinking.

Only when her tears were about to slide down her cheeks and onto her neck did he reach out to wipe them away.

"Don't cry. I will get back all the grievances you've suffered." There was no expression on his face when he spoke.

He never spoke softly to comfort her about her experience of falling into the hands of the gold thieves, nor did he show disgust at her experience.

He seemed to be unable to remember anything. He stared at her neck stubbornly and watched the wound being properly bandaged. When the doctor said there was no danger to her life, his tense back visibly relaxed.

He waved his hand, and the doctor bowed and withdrew.

Xie Wan Ning felt that the boat was sliding slowly under her feet.

They were the only two left in the room.

No one spoke, only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard.

After escaping death, Xie Wan Ning no longer knew what attitude to use to face him.

Logically speaking, it was because of him that she was targeted by the Jin thieves and suffered this unexpected disaster.

But it was he who rescued her from the thieves.

When she was most helpless, desperate and in need, it was like a god descending from the sky.

In her two lives, Xie Wan Ning lived in a wealthy and luxurious place surrounded by flowers and splendor. She had never experienced such a desperate situation, nor had she ever experienced the feeling of finding a glimmer of hope in a desperate situation.

She would never forget the moment she lost consciousness when he knelt on the ground.

A woman who fell into the hands of the prince of an enemy country was verbally humiliated and molested by him in public.

As the commander-in-chief of a country, he knelt down and begged for mercy from the enemy for such a woman.

The time when she loved him the most was when she was sixteen. She felt happy and excited when she saw him.

But he had never been so shocked before. In the silence, Lu Ziyan moved.

He slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, reached out to untie her mute point, moved his lips, and whispered: "...Does it hurt?"

As soon as he asked the question, he realized what was happening and his breathing hitched.

How could such an injury not hurt a girl who was brought up in seclusion?

He raised his hand, wanting to hold her in his arms, but was afraid of scaring her. When he spoke again, his voice was low and hoarse, "In the future, no matter what the circumstances, don't hurt yourself again."

He was almost frightened to death by the scene just now.

The most fearful thing in his heart was awakened, and he was trembling with fear. He wanted to kneel down and kowtow, praying to all the gods and Buddhas.

Xie Wan Ning could tell his voice was trembling and couldn't help but look up. She saw that the man in front of her had red eyes at some point. His eyes, which were usually as cold as a knife, were now filled with residual fear.

Seeing her looking at him, he couldn't help himself any longer and carefully grasped her shoulders, wanting to hold her in his arms.

Xie Wan Ning quickly moved back, "Don't touch me!"

She looked frightened, like a frightened bird.

If it was normal, in this state, Lu Ziyan would only feel that she was resistant and annoyed with him, but now...

His hand froze in mid-air, his face as stiff as a dead person.

After a long while, he slowly turned his neck and locked his eyes with hers. His eyes were filled with sorrow as he spoke word by word, "I'm sorry. It was my people who failed to protect you."

"..." Xie Wan Ning was stunned for a moment, and then she understood his attitude. A trace of discomfort flashed across her face. She pinched the corner of her clothes with her fingers and whispered softly: "They...they..."

them!
Lu Ziyan suddenly bent over, and the familiar pain seemed to be multiplied several times, surging in his chest, spreading to his limbs and bones, and his whole body was cold.

He gritted his teeth, his face turned pale, and after holding his breath for a few seconds, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Xie Wan Ning was startled, "What's wrong with you?"

A few drops of blood splashed onto the hem of her skirt. This scene reminded her of the past and she couldn't help but frown, "...You got internal injuries again?"

Or, the previous injury has not healed at all?

How long.

Finally, I heard her concern again.

Lu Ziyan thought drowsily, looking up in a trance, "I will chop them all into minced meat and use their blood to wash away your shame."

"Wanwan, don't let it get you down," he said, opening and closing his lips. He raised his hand and held her wrist with determination. His voice broke. "Don't hurt yourself."

There were still scarlet blood stains between his teeth, which looked extremely tragic. Xie Wan Ning swallowed her saliva, stared at him blankly, and murmured, "I was humiliated by the Jin army..."

"It doesn't matter," Lu Ziyan interrupted hastily, "No matter what happens, as long as you are alive, Wanwan, I just want you to be alive."

...That's ridiculous.

How could he say such a ridiculous thing?

How could he say such a ridiculous thing!

She had been in the hands of foreigners for half a month, and she told him that she had been raped and humiliated by the thieves in turn during this period.

But such a domineering, jealous, and possessive man far beyond ordinary people told her that it didn't matter.