Liu Zhiyi took a deep breath, pulled out the dagger with force, aimed it at Pei Yunchu's chest, and stabbed it again.

But this time, he caught it with his bare hands.

Liu Zhiyi was shocked and tried to pull the dagger out, but he held it firmly and the dagger did not move at all in his hand.

Blood was gushing from his palm, but he ignored it. He exerted force on his hand, and Liu Zhiyi felt a sharp pain in his wrist. Then, he released the force on his hand.

There was a "ding" sound, and the dagger fell to the ground, making a sound of metal collision.

Before he could react, his hands were twisted behind his back by the opponent, and he staggered and fell to the ground in a mess.

There was a warm breath behind my ear.

The man's voice was cold, and when he spoke, it was like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, and there was uncontrollable disappointment in his tone.

"Xiaoyi, I gave you a chance."

"Since you are so ruthless, then you can't blame me. Remember, Liu Zhiyi, you forced me to do this. I didn't want to do what happened today, but you forced me to do it."

Liu Zhiyi naturally understood the meaning of her words and felt an uncontrollable fear in his heart.

She gasped for breath, her eyes gradually turned red, she clenched her teeth, and spoke word by word with great anger,

"A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated. If you have the guts, kill me. Otherwise, I will make sure you wish you were dead."

The man's eyes were filled with sadness.

"Humiliation? My love for you is just an insult in your eyes? Liu Zhiyi, since you say so, then you and I will torture each other like this for the rest of our lives."

The petite body was pressed down by the man, and his blood-stained big hand gently stroked Liu Zhiyi's neck.

Liu Zhiyi was forced to turn her back to the man in a humiliating posture and endure his touch.

The big hand that was moving around on her body was like a cold poisonous snake. Wherever it passed, she couldn't stop trembling and got countless goose bumps all over her body.

Being disgusted.

She clenched her hands tightly and endured it all. Just as the other party raised his lips buried in her neck, a chill suddenly appeared in his eyes.

His head suddenly tilted back and hit the other person's nose. A man's sound of pain came from behind his ear. Another quick elbow hit the wound on the other person's chest.

Instantly, the man's body tilted and he fell to the grass beside him. Blood flowed out of his chest as if a bloody hole had opened up.

There was also bleeding from both nostrils.

The chance was only a moment, Liu Zhiyi quickly turned over, ready to take his life while he was sick.

At this moment, countless footsteps were heard not far away.

Liu Zhiyi paused, looked up suddenly, and after seeing who was coming, tears instantly welled up in his eyes. He was filled with fear and grievance, and at this moment, he could no longer suppress his emotions.

He threw away the dagger and rushed towards the person who came regardless of anything.

"Song Hanchuan, why did you come just now?"

When the man saw this scene, veins popped up on his forehead and he felt so heartbroken that he almost suffocated.

He also ran quickly in the direction of Liu Zhiyi, allowing the woman to rush into his arms and throw herself into his arms.

Following inertia, he spun around twice while holding her, and finally his legs gave out and he fell onto the lawn.

The moment he fell, he pressed Liu Zhiyi's head tightly against his chest, just like when he fell off a cliff, and used his free hand to protect her waist.

Be her human cushion.

As the two men fell to the ground, a muffled groan escaped from their noses.

Qingyun, who was following behind him, watched this scene with his heart in his throat.

But seeing that Song Hanchuan didn't say anything, he didn't dare to disturb the two of them anymore. He quickly ordered his men to take Pei Yunchu, who was lying like a dead dog, away. Not long after, he and everyone disappeared without a trace.

On this side, Liu Zhiyi was so scared that she leaned on Song Hanchuan's arms, crying and unable to stop.

The moon-white brocade robe was soaked with tears, and the cloud pattern embroidered with gold and silver threads on the overlapping collar was blurred by snot and tears, and its original appearance could no longer be seen.

Song Hanchuan lowered his eyes slightly, without saying a word, but just stroked her thin back again and again, patiently.

The familiar and light pine scent completely enveloped her, and Liu Zhiyi's heart finally settled down.

While crying, she sobbed, "Song Hanchuan, my cloak is gone."

After a long time, a gentle male voice came from above, saying, "I'm sorry for wronging you, my dear. When we get home, your husband will personally make you the best fox fur coat in the world."

He didn't ask how she had been spending these days, nor did he ask what had happened between her and Pei Yunchu.

He just stroked her back tenderly, not knowing how many times, until the crying of the person in his arms gradually died down and the sound of steady breathing came, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

The coldness in his eyes gradually spread, and a cold glow emanated from his warm face.

Song Hanchuan tilted his head slightly and glanced to the side, and someone immediately appeared, holding a thin blanket in his hand. He quickly came forward and carefully covered the two of them.

Then he retreated quietly.

After being frightened for so long, Liu Zhiyi finally relaxed. He slept until the sky was full of stars and the moon was above the willow trees.

When she woke up, she was shocked.

"I……"

Realizing that he had slept on Song Hanchuan for several hours, Liu Zhiyi was immediately annoyed. He hurriedly got up and kept saying sorry.

"How are you? Your body is numb, right? Can you move?"

"It's okay, just move around a bit and it will be fine."

Song Hanchuan smiled at her gently, and his face, which was originally as cold as the moon in the sky and the pine trees on the cliff, was now filled with tenderness.

This is the expression he would only have when facing Liu Zhiyi, a warmth that is unique to Liu Zhiyi.

When their eyes met, Liu Zhiyi's eyes became hot and tears almost rolled down her cheeks again.

"Don't cry, your husband is here."

Song Hanchuan didn't care about the stiffness and numbness of his body. He quickly turned over and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his warm fingertips. He leaned over and gave her a passionate kiss on her forehead, nose tip, and lips.

"Do you feel it? I'm here. You don't have to be afraid anymore. From now on, I'll protect you, ok?"

The night wind was blowing and the surroundings were quiet.

All that was left was the sound of their even breathing and Peng Peng's heartbeat.

The bright moonlight shone on the man's cold white skin, illuminating his facial features with incredible clarity. His dark, narrow eyes were filled with her reflection.

Liu Zhiyi sniffed and wanted to throw herself into the other's arms again, but she also knew that it was cold at night and it would be easy to catch a cold if she stayed outside.

Then he got up and said with a red face,

"Come with me, I'll take you to the cave."

Song Hanchuan let her pull him up and followed her in one direction.

Along the way, Liu Zhiyi pursed her lips and asked, "By the way, do you have a place to accommodate the people you brought with you?"

"They will set up camp on their own, don't worry about them."

Finally, Liu Zhiyi paused, then mustered up the courage to ask, "Then... is that person dead?"