The bustling long street was filled with the aroma of cooking.

It exudes prosperity and a golden age.

Yet it also carried the oppressive feeling of an impending storm.

As we were walking, suddenly a person rushed out of the alley.

"Please save my daughter."

It's a green bud.

She was terrified, and the things in her basket fell all over the ground.

He looked up and saw Jiang Qingwan, his face full of surprise, and immediately let go of her hand.

"How could it be you? Did you send someone to harm my young lady? Was it... was it Madam Song who told you to do this? Are you trying to ruin my young lady's reputation and then force her to her death? How can your royal family be so ungrateful?"

Jiang Qingwan frowned.

From the depths of the alley came Luo Ruyan's pitiful cries for help and the sound of clothes tearing.

Qing Sui frowned.

"Your Highness, please wait here for a moment, I will be right back."

He then strode into the alley with incredible speed.

Although Jiang Qingwan disliked Luo Ruyan, Luo Ruyan was Zheng Qing's savior after all, and she couldn't just stand by and watch her die, nor could she let Song Yushu bear the blame for it.

He then followed them inside.

"Capture them alive. I want to know who ordered this."

Qinghui responded and arrived in front of her.

Three burly men were leering and tearing at Luo Ruyan's clothes.

"You audacious lecher, how dare you commit such a heinous act in broad daylight!"

One of them drew a short knife from his waist while cursing.

"Who do you think you are, daring to meddle in my business? You're asking for it!"

He was about to make a move when Qing Sui kicked him away, sending him crashing into two other thieves who were still trying to assault Luo Ruyan.

The three of them immediately rolled into a ball.

"Boss, this guy's a trained fighter."

"Run!"

The three of them didn't fight with Qinghui; they got up and ran away.

Just as Qing Sui was about to chase after her, Luo Ruyan burst into tears and rammed her head against the wall beside her.