Handsome Prince, Come to my Embrace

At dawn of the next day, Ah Yu dressed up according to Na Lan's orders and went to the Luo Family Ancestral Temple to pay respects.

The words Leng Shaoyu said last night did not go back on his words, he still gave enough face to the people in the Profound Sky Continent. Only, the moment the memorial service was over, Mo Yun's expression became somewhat anxious, as he did not know what he had said next, as if something urgent needed to be dealt with immediately.

As a result, they had stayed three days, but now they were heading back one day earlier.

Outside the General's Estate, all the servants remained silent, lowering their heads and breathing heavily.

"Sister-in-law …" Luo Shang's eyes reddened, and she pulled Nalan Nalan's hand, unwilling to part with it.

He had just returned home and was about to leave again. It was unknown when he would return again.

Nalan Rongya's temperament was gentle and gentle, she slowly moved Luo Shang's hand away, looked at the people outside the General's Estate, and reminded Luo Shang not to lose her manners. When the wangfei returned to the palace, she absolutely had to follow her ancestor's teachings and serve the Prince Jin well, taking charge of household chores. Your concubine and general will remember the kindness of your imperial concubine, and the Luo Clan will bless your esteemed prince, your imperial concubine, and your safety … "

Luo Shang lowered her head, and reluctantly nodded and replied.

Leng Shaoyu had already entered the palanquin carriage, so he was temporarily sent to complete the mission, causing the man on the horse to shout out loud. Invite the wangfei into the palanquin. "

Lo Ke patted Nalan Lan's shoulder as Nalan Rongya wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes with a smile and said to Luo Shang: "Go, don't make Prince Jin wait too long."

Ah Yu and Zhuo Jin also silently wept, but they did not dare to make a sound. They could only raise their sleeves to cover half their faces as they supported Luo Shang towards the palanquin.

"Little Shang..." Na Lan looked at the figure of Luo Shang as she walked forward. She held the handkerchief in her hand as she took a step forward and looked at him.

Luo Shang's body hesitated for a moment, but she did not turn her head back.

As the sound of "Up palanquin" fell to the ground, the mighty group hurriedly left.

"Madam, we both know in our hearts that she is …" Seeing Nalan Shu being so hurt, Lo Ke also sighed.

Nalan Rongya extended her finger out, and stopped Lo Ke in his tracks, as she looked at the convoy that was leaving. She's our sister. "

Lo Ke went silent, and held her tightly in his embrace.

"General, Prince Jin, he …" Nalan Rongya wiped the tears off her eyes, raised her head halfway and left Lo Ke's embrace. She suddenly thought of the conversation that the Prince Jin had with the general that day and felt that something was amiss.

"He asked me about Little Shang's identity."

"What?" "What did you say?" Nalan Rongya's pupils tightened, feeling a little uneasy. He had already expected this day to come, but he just didn't expect it to come so soon.

"Lo Ke smiled with an experienced face, full of the kind gaze of a husband towards his wife. I only said Little Shang is our sister, she doesn't know. Don't worry, ma'am, it'll be all right. Everything will end today. "

It was unknown what Lo Ke was thinking, but he narrowed his eyes and looked at the car tracks that were gradually moving further and further away.

Nalan Rongya nestled into her husband's embrace. She did not speak and forced a smile, but her expression was filled with worry.

She thought to herself: Since the Prince Jin would ask the general, he must have found something. And the general's answer was merely a plan that the Prince Jin wanted to use to probe further. Evidently, he had already suspected Luo Shang's identity. And right now, he might have already determined that Luo Shang was not the real Miss Luo Family.

However, he continued to ask why he did not expose her.

Could it be … Prince Jin did all this for Little Shang, and the only reason was, he already had feelings for Little Shang?

Thinking about it here, Nalan Rongya widened her eyes in shock and disbelief.

— —

After the long journey out of the city, the sound of the horses' hooves stomping on the ground was heard as the carriage moved in another direction.

It was unknown when the dense dark clouds had erased the clear sky and covered the blazing hot sun. Suddenly, the sky darkened and a light rain began to fall.

The scattered rain drops landed on the ground and dispersed the dust that had gathered together. Hearing Sha Sha's voice outside the window, Luo Shang, who was in the palanquin, kept her head down.

"I never thought that Luo Family couple would cause you to be so nostalgic." Leng Shaoyu slightly narrowed his eyes, his gaze that could see through the profoundness of heaven, slightly smiled, showing a deep meaning.

Luo Shang looked out of the window and saw the gloomy expression slowly turning back to the man, and saw the shallow curve of his lips.

"They are my family, and they are also the only things that concern me in this world. You will never understand this feeling. "

The man crossed his arms over his shoulders and chuckled softly. His long and narrow eyes looked at her with some profoundness. This King does not need to understand. "

Hearing his words, Luo Shang actually laughed.

Leng Shaoyu had always been such a prideful and arrogant person.

"Of course you don't need to understand, because you have no heart. In this world, there is no one who loves you, nor is there anyone who loves you."

Hearing this, the man's face darkened and his eyes darkened.

In this world, there was no one he loved, nor was there anyone who loved him. That was because the woman he loved had already died in Lo Ke's hands.

Without waiting for Luo Shang to react, her waist suddenly tightened, and her entire body was pulled with great force into a firm embrace, as her two arms were also immediately imprisoned.

The arm around Luo Shang's waist became even tighter under the woman's struggles. There was barely any gap between the two of them, and through the thin layer of her clothes, she could even feel the warmth of the other. Her hands were tied in front of her chest, unable to move.

A warm, slightly moist breath fell upon Luo Shang's ear, making it tingle slightly. A very seductive and cold voice followed.

"If it wasn't for your brother, how could there be an unintentional This King?" His fingers played with Luo Shang's hair, crisscrossing inside her soft hair.

The cold, seductive voice was heard once more. Thus, it is not up to you to say these words. "

His thin lips were even closer than before, already sticking close to her ear, causing Luo Shang to involuntarily shiver.

Sensing her panic and fear, Leng Shaoyu chuckled lightly. His fingers gently slid and slowly probed into her clothes, swimming towards her chest.

His ice-cold hands were just like his own, cold. His knuckles caressed Luo Shang's smooth skin. However, he coldly looked at her with his dark eyes, watching her irresistible obedience.

He gave a charming smile, extended his hand to support Luo Shang's small chin, her beautiful lips curled up, revealing a smile that could move all living things.

Only Luo Shang knew how terrifying the smile of the man in front of him was.

"You really must thank your brother and sister-in-law. They have put in a lot of effort to deal with you." As he spoke, his ice-cold kiss fell on Luo Shang's delicate cherry lips.

Luo Shang shook her head, but was unable to break free from the man's restraints no matter what. His upright body pressed down on her, and her back stuck closely to the palanquin's palanquin.

Suddenly, a sword light flashed through the open window. Aside from the sound of the rain, there was also the cry of a horse.

The car was still moving forward, and the rain was still falling. The gloomy weather had a trace of eeriness on it.

Luo Shang wanted to speak, but the man didn't want to let her go and overbearingly asked for her warmth.

Luo Shang watched as his fingertip slowly moved, and then, she picked up a fine, nimble, and silver feather and swiftly shot through the window's muslin veil.

A scream was heard from outside the car, followed by a loud shout. There's an assassin, who will protect the prince and the princess consort. "

Luo Shang struggled, wanting to push him away, but the more she struggled, the tighter the man's grip was on her waist.

The group stopped. Outside the palanquin, people were panicking, and soon after, a few arrows came from the rain.

Many assassins in black clothing jumped out from the deep forest. The bodyguards wielded their swords as they fought, making a huge mess.

"Your Highness, the situation has changed. Your subordinate dares to change the route." The guard knelt in front of the carriage.

Leng Shaoyu laughed coldly, but his eyes were filled with killing intent. Ten miles. "

"Yes sir!"

The rain got heavier and heavier. Sword lights and sword shadows could be seen outside the car. The sounds of weapons clashing could be heard.

Suddenly, she widened her eyes. Ah Yu, Zhuo Jin, was still in the car behind.

"What are you going to do?" Seeing that she was about to get up, Leng Shaoyu grabbed her wrist.

Luo Shang looked at him with her beautiful eyes, but she did not speak. When he did not clench her fist, she let go of his hand and ran out of the palanquin.

The rain of arrows stopped, in the midst of the noise, Zhuo Jin's wails came out from the carriage.

"Sister Ah Yu, I'm so scared. I don't want to die."

"It's okay, you won't die. I'm just worried about Miss." Ah Yu hugged Zhuo Jin.

The carriage's curtain was lifted, and Ah Yu tightened her hold on Zhuo Jin. When she saw the wet Luo Shang, he immediately jumped into her embrace.

"Miss …"

Luo Shang hugged her. "Don't be afraid, it'll be fine."

In the palanquin in front, Leng Shaoyu did not move at all, his calm and composed expression did not change at all.

However, someone reported, "Your Royal Highness, another group of people have come. They don't seem to be..."

Without even waiting for the guard to finish speaking, Leng Shaoyu's deep eyes were immediately shrouded by a layer of dark and cold mist.

The smell of blood was getting thicker in the air. The rain was getting heavier and heavier as it washed over the land.

An arrow pierced through the sedan, and through the hair that was flowing through Zhuo Jin, scaring him to the point that her face turned pale white.

"Miss, what should we do?"

The assassins were either here to kill her or to kill Leng Shaoyu.

"Get off the car. You guys find the right time. Take advantage of the chaos and leave." Luo Shang pulled Zhuo Jin's hand and brought him down from the palanquin.

Looking at the corpses that were dripping with rain, Luo Shang suddenly froze. The strange scene was bothering her again, so she shook her head, handing Zhuo Jin over to Ah Yu.

"The two of you should hurry up and leave now. Quickly go to General's Estate to tell Big Brother and Prince Jin Palace to look for Lord Mo. "— —" Luo Shang looked at them anxiously.

"Miss, let's escape. Take advantage of the situation and leave with us."

Miss, let's go. There are so many assassins, the Prince Jin won't be able to live long. Ah Yu held onto Luo Shang's hand, but seeing her hesitation, he slowly retracted his.

"I can't go."

"Why? You know how dangerous this place is, could it be that Miss has feelings for the Prince Jin? " Ah Yu stared at her.

Luo Shang was startled, she avoided her gaze and directly pushed them away, saying with a high voice. In the name of the Lady, I command you to go. Otherwise, I will immediately die in front of your eyes. "

"Miss …"

"Let's go," Luo Shang yelled at them.

Ah Yu clenched his teeth, pulled Zhuo Jin around the palanquin and took advantage of the panic to run into the forest.

As she watched their figures disappear, Luo Shang took in a deep breath. She turned around to face the man's handsome face, and even though his hair was wet, she didn't try to cover up her charm in the slightest.

They looked at each other, but no one spoke.

This time, the assassins were exceptionally capable.

Leng Shaoyu grabbed Luo Shang's wrist, the white sand fan on his waist drew an extremely natural curve, and took the opportunity to kick the killer behind Luo Shang to the ground.

Raindrops dripped onto his face. His brow was shallow, and he only slightly creased his brow. The assassins that had come had split into two, and now there was only one road left.

More than a dozen assassins, with long swords in their hands, surrounded them step by step.