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Chapter 155 Wake Up

Ye Chenxi wiped away the tears mixed with water: "An Lan... After I went to the toilet, An Lan and I were going back to find you, but then, an assassin came... An Lan was hit by an arrow in the hand, and he and the assassin fought... He bled a lot... Zhuo Yun and Mo Yan were also entangled by the assassin... There were so many assassins, and they were very powerful..."

Ye Wanqing's face turned pale, and he ordered in a trembling voice: "Come here, rescue the prince immediately, and make sure to bring him back alive."

The guards drew their swords from their waists and rushed into the rain.

In the blink of an eye, the person disappeared.

The attendant hidden in the darkness flashed into the rain like a shadow.

Ye Chenxi held Ye Wanqing's hand tightly, as if she had found her backbone: "Sister, An Lan will be fine, right?"

Ye Wanqing nodded: "Yes..."

Her voice was extremely hoarse.

Yingxiang and Qianxi took a clean towel and carefully wiped the water off Ye Chenxi's face and hair.

Seeing that Ye Chenxi was not shaking so violently, Ye Wanqing stood up and looked around, trying to find a suitable weapon.

Ying Xiang asked, "What are you looking for, young lady?"

"A sword or a knife will do." Ye Wanqing was a little anxious.

Qianxi supported Ye Chenxi and said anxiously, "How can we find swords in this mountain except sticks?"

Without further ado, Ye Wanqing said decisively: "Yingxiang Qianxi, you stay here to look after big brother, I'll go over and take a look."

Upon hearing this, Ye Chenxi panicked: "No! There are too many assassins! If you go over there, you will definitely be in danger!"

"I can't care about so much." Ye Wanqing reminded: "If you have rested well, take Qianxi down the mountain immediately and tell my second brother what happened on the mountain. My second brother will have a way. Remember, keep a low profile and don't make trouble in front of the emperor."

"Why?" Ye Chenxi was puzzled: "Tell the emperor, the guards will come faster!"

Ye Wanqing replied: "Avoid causing panic."

Ye Chenxi had just been frightened and had fallen a few times, so his mind was already in a mess. When he heard the girl say this, he suddenly understood.

He stood up and wiped his face vigorously with his wet sleeves: "Don't worry, I will go down the mountain immediately and ask my second brother to bring people to rescue you and An Lan."

"Go."

"I'm leaving now!"

Ye Chenxi took Qianxi and ran down the mountain.

Ye Wanqing retracted his gaze and simply instructed: "Yingxiang, wait for me here. If anyone comes, remember to lead the way."

"Miss, I will go with you." Yingxiang was extremely worried.

"You don't want to listen to me?" Ye Wanqing said coldly: "The assassin may not dare to hurt me, but if you go, you will definitely lose your life."

Yingxiang's eyes turned red with anxiety.

Ye Wanqing said no more and walked down the pavilion.

The cold rain poured down from the top of the head, soaking the hair and dress in an instant.

Ye Wanqing walked towards the guest room with heavy steps that felt like they were filled with lead.

Yufeng Mountain is huge, and from a distance, the mountain is shrouded in a gray curtain of rain, almost the same color as the sky.

Every step was extremely difficult.

Ye Wanqing couldn't remember how long she had walked along the mountain path before she heard the sound of swords fighting coming from the front.

The two sides had been fighting for a long time and were obviously exhausted.

The damp mountain breeze, the smell of blood mixed with the smell of mud, was nauseating.

Holding up the hem of her skirt that was sinking due to being soaked, Ye Wanqing walked forward with blurred vision, braving the oncoming rain.

Suddenly, I stepped on something soft.

Before she could react, the soft thing moved, climbed up her calves, and tightly clamped her feet.

Ye Wanqing had never experienced anything like this before.

The blood rushed to her body, her mind went blank, and she could only lower her head instinctively.

At her feet, muddy yellow rain water mixed with a large amount of bright red blood flowed along the corners of her lips that drooped to the ground.

The assassin, wrapped in black, hugged her legs tightly, and as his lips opened and closed, he spat out a lot of blood and intermittent words: "Don't...don't..." Ye Wanqing felt cold all over. She exerted force on her legs and kicked the assassin away. She bent down and picked up the bow and arrows scattered beside him from the ground.

"Don't..." The assassin's voice sounded faintly, and then there was no sound at all.

Ye Wanqing did not look back.

She held a bow in one hand and an arrow in the other, and headed towards the direction where the fighting sound came from: "Stop it!"

The two parties who were fighting seemed to have never expected her arrival.

The flashing of swords and sabers stopped for a moment.

Under a wild peach tree, the red shadow that was originally as bright as a pomegranate fire was turned into a dull dark red by the rain.

The red shadow lay limply in the mud, allowing the pouring rain to pour down on him without a trace of life.

"Chu Anlan..."

Ye Wanqing murmured as she looked at the figure.

At this time, the voice of the attendant sounded in my ears: "Princess, be careful!"

Ye Wanqing raised his bow to block it.

A sword shadow brushed past her ear, and a strand of wet hair fell to the ground with the rain.

The sword-wielding assassin was stunned for a moment.

Ye Wanqing didn't know where she got the strength and courage from, she drew her bow and shot an arrow at the assassin.

The sharp blade pierced through the rain and hit the assassin's left heart.

"puff……"

A mouthful of bright red blood splattered on Ye Wanqing's face.

The attendant was shocked: "Princess!"

Ye Wanqing looked at the assassin whom he had shot to death in front of him. All his strength and blood seemed to be drained away, and he was shaking violently.

The bow was held tightly in her hand.

Hua Yao, one of the attendants, killed an assassin with his backhand and came over to support Ye Wanqing anxiously: "I am sorry for the offense. Princess, are you injured?"

Ye Wanqing shook her head.

She glanced at the assassin who died with his eyes open, then, holding the bow, walked towards the red shadow under the mountain peach tree, trembling all over.

Hua Yao followed her and said, "Princess, the prince was shot in the left chest by an arrow. We dare not remove the arrow hastily. We can only place him under a tree first and prepare to fight a quick battle and then take him to find the imperial physician..."

Ye Wanqing didn't hear a word.

She didn't know what kind of mood she was in. She walked to the tree with heavy steps and reached out to touch the boy on the ground.

Chu Anlan, who had lost too much blood, had skin and lips that were so pale that they were almost transparent, and his eyes, which used to be clear and beautiful, were now tightly closed.

Not a single piece of the gorgeous red robe was intact.

The silky black hair mixed with the dead branches and muddy water.

Ye Wanqing staggered, the longbow fell to the ground, and the whole person half-knelt on the ground, reaching out to touch the person on the ground: "Chu Anlan, wake up..."

No matter how Ye Wanqing called, Chu Anlan could not give any response.

Ye Wanqing put her fingers into his nostrils with trembling hands.

The cold and weak breath gently sprayed on her fingertips.

It has breath!
Ye Wanqing was overjoyed.

She wiped the water off her face and bent down to check Chu Anlan's injuries.

His outer robe was almost torn into shreds by the sword, revealing his white inner garment soaked in blood and mud.

Mo Yan, covered in blood, walked over and said exhaustedly, "Princess, I'm here..."

Ye Wanqing moved aside a little.

Mo Yan was seen peeling off or cutting off Chu Anlan's clothes piece by piece, revealing his snow-white skin after losing the blood color.