Holding her in his arms, Xuan Yuanzhan felt instantly at ease, and looked her up and down with concern: "Are you hurt?"

Su Xuening snapped out of her daze and shook her head: "No."

He arrived just in time; if he had come any later, she might have really been injured.

Ye Yu and Ye Xue were relieved to see Xuan Yuanzhan arrive.

Although Ye Yun and the others haven't arrived yet, the prince is fast, so Ye Yun and Ye Feng must be right behind them.

"Your Highness, be careful!" Su Xuening was shocked when she saw the black-clad assassins thrusting their swords at Xuan Yuanzhan's back.

"hold me!"

Xuan Yuanzhan roared, and Su Xuening immediately obediently wrapped her arms around his neck.

Xuan Yuanzhan spun Su Xuening 360 degrees with one arm, dodging the attacks of the black-clad assassins, and drew his longsword with the other.

"Whoosh~" The longsword flew straight toward the necks of the three black-clad assassins, so fast that they had no time to react.

"Ah!" The assassins screamed and collapsed to the ground, blood gushing from their necks.

Seeing how powerful Xuan Yuanzhan was, the assassins in black were somewhat afraid, but remembering their mission, they still rushed towards Su Xuening in Xuan Yuanzhan's arms.

Xuan Yuanzhan immediately saw through the deception; these people were after Su Xuening, and they were going to kill her!

Xuan Yuanzhan's gray eyes instantly filled with killing intent, and he unleashed his sword without any hesitation.

Su Xuening wrapped her arms around Xuan Yuanzhan's neck, watching him hold her with one arm as he swiftly wielded his sword to kill the black-clad assassins.

The experience was completely different from when she watched him perform his sword dance last time. Last time, she watched him from a distance, and his movements were so fluid and beautiful, like a picturesque scene. She was also deeply impressed by the silkworm cocoon formed by the crabapple petals and the butterfly emerging from it, as well as his words that showed he understood her.

This time...

Su Xuening stared blankly at his handsome face so close to hers, his perfectly sculpted features, his sword-like eyebrows that slanted upwards like an eagle's, his eyes as beautiful as the stars in the Milky Way, his delicate nose as straight as a cliff face, his thin lips as sensual as a butterfly's wing, his smooth jawline like silk, his graceful neck like a crane's, and his Adam's apple...

Eh...

After realizing what she had been thinking, Su Xuening felt like strangling herself.

At a time like this, how can I still be thinking about these things?

What's gotten into her? Why is she always thinking about these nonsensical things?

Su Xuening dared not think wildly, so she leaned her head on Xuan Yuanzhan's shoulder, closed her eyes, and began to frantically recite the Heart-Cleansing Mantra.

She longed for that Buddhist prayer bead so much. If she had it, she would feel better. Especially now that he was holding her in his arms, surrounded by his warmth, and her nose was filled with his scent.

It seemed completely different from what she had imagined. Before seeing him, she thought that just seeing him would calm the surging emotions within her. Now, she had seen him and was even holding him in her arms, but the heat in her body showed no signs of abating; in fact, it seemed to have intensified.

At this moment, besides silently reciting the Heart-Cleansing Mantra, she really had no idea how to suppress her various madnesses.

Her hot and delicate breath sprayed onto Xuan Yuanzhan's neck, causing him to gasp for breath and almost causing him to miss his target with his sword.

Xuan Yuanzhan glanced down at the person in his arms and saw that she was leaning on his shoulder with her eyes closed. He assumed that she was afraid that he would kill someone and that she was afraid of seeing blood, so he quickly coaxed her gently, "It's okay, these people will be cleaned up soon."

Su Xuening didn't say anything, but moved her arms and hugged his neck even tighter.

Seeing her so close to him, especially her red lips right next to his neck, as if she could kiss his neck with the slightest movement, coupled with her hot breath, the tingling sensation traveled from his neck to the top of his head, instantly unsettling him. It not only made his breathing heavier but also slowed down the speed of his sword strikes.

"Sizzle!" Just as Xuan Yuanzhan was distracted, two assassins seized the opportunity and stabbed straight at him.

By the time Xuan Yuanzhan reacted, he only had time to protect Su Xuening, and was stabbed in the waist while dodging.

"Your Highness!"

Ye Yu and Ye Xue were stunned to see Xuan Yuanzhan injured, and they quickly killed the black-clad assassins around them to help him.

What happened?

How could a prince with such high martial arts skills get injured?

Hearing their shouts, Su Xuening immediately looked up.

Seeing Xuan Yuanzhan stabbed by the black-clad assassin, Su Xuening felt as if her heart had been stabbed by a knife. Enraged, she pulled out the hairpin from her hair and stabbed it at the assassin's brow.

Caught off guard, the assassin was struck squarely between the eyebrows by Su Xuening's hairpin. He collapsed to the ground before he could even utter a sound.

Everyone was stunned again; no one expected Su Xuening to suddenly commit such a crime.

Even Xuan Yuanzhan stared blankly at Su Xuening.

Su Xuening wiped the blood off the hairpin without the slightest guilt, and didn't even try to hide the fierce look on her face.

He hurt you!

This explanation instantly made fireworks bloom in Xuan Yuanzhan's heart.

She did it for him!

He didn't think she was fierce at all; he just thought she was cute.

"It's just a minor injury, I'll take care of it."

Xuanyuan Zhan coaxed her with a reserved tone, then casually swung his sword, killing the two black-clad assassins who came to meet him.

Su Xuening looked worriedly at the wound on Xuan Yuanzhan's waist. Seeing the blood soaking through his clothes, she frowned and couldn't stay in his arms any longer.

Su Xuening struggled to get down, but Xuan Yuanzhan was made even more distracted by her twisting and turning, and lost all interest in fighting.

"Don't move, it's dangerous down there. Just hold me tight in my arms, and leave everything else to me." Xuan Yuanzhan gently patted her bottom and coaxed her.

"You're injured." Su Xuening dared not move, yet she couldn't bring herself to become his burden.

"It's a very minor injury," Xuan Yuanzhan reassured Su Xuening, and even took the time to press her head onto his shoulder.

Xuan Yuanzhan had almost finished killing off the black-clad assassins when Ye Yun and Ye Feng arrived.

"Your Highness!"

Seeing the assassins' corpses scattered on the ground and the blood on Xuan Yuanzhan's waist, the two of them, along with the guards of the royal palace, felt somewhat ashamed.

The prince was too fast; they simply couldn't keep up. If they had been faster, the prince wouldn't have been injured.

Ye Feng and the others stepped forward to help, while Ye Yun looked at the injury on Xuan Yuanzhan's waist with concern: "Your Highness, are you alright?"

"It's nothing, just a minor injury. These people are yours. Leave one alive, and kill the rest." Seeing Ye Yun and the others arrive, Xuan Yuanzhan stopped fighting with the black-clad assassins. With a beautiful woman in his arms, he really had no interest in fighting.

As he spoke, Xuanyuan Zhan carried Su Xuening back to the carriage.

"Your Highness, you are injured. Let me take a look." After the commotion just now, Su Xuening's chaotic thoughts had clearly subsided a lot, and now she was only concerned about Xuan Yuanzhan's injury.

Su Xuening got off Xuan Yuanzhan and went to untie his belt.