Chapter 81: Jie Wei killed them all.

The trees beside me retreated rapidly, and the wind in my ears sounded like a wolf's howl.

Sitting behind the horse, Ying could sense the unusual agitation of the chestnut horse. She asked anxiously, "Is Your Highness in good health?"

Princess Chun'an didn't even turn around: "What do you know now?"

Cong Ying: "I know that Your Highness is pregnant, and I also know the purpose of Your Highness's risky hunting trip—"

"It's about taking action against the Xie family," the princess finished. "Why, you want to persuade me?"

Cong Ying said, "If the princess and Xie Shi kill each other, I'm afraid the Ying Palace will benefit."

The princess said, "Kill them one by one. Xie should die first."

Cong Ying glanced back and said worriedly, "But the people who went down the mountain are from the Ying Palace. The people who colluded with the Western Tartars to hunt us down are also from the Ying Palace. Your Highness, the most urgent thing is to escape first. After the immediate danger is resolved, we can discuss the matter with the Xie family..."

She knew she shouldn't get involved, so she hadn't thought about leaving the enclosure. But now that she had been caught up in the matter by some strange combination of circumstances, she couldn't help but offer some advice.

The princess sneered, "I'm only helping you out because you kindly reminded me. If you say anything more, I'll throw you down."

Congying fearfully hugged Princess Chun'an from behind and dared not say another word.

There is a lake in the southern valley of Xunling Mountain. The red and black horses ran towards it. After leaving the mountains and forests, the terrain became slightly flatter. The soil near the lake was soft and covered with knee-high wild grass.

The horse's strength gradually weakened. Cong Ying saw the princess draw out a dagger and point the tip of the blade at the horse's neck.

Said to her: "Listen to my command and jump——"

The dagger pierced the horse's body, and the red chestnut horse raised its hooves and cried out in pain. At the moment when the speed slowed down, Cong Ying pulled the princess off the horse together, and subconsciously protected the princess in his arms to prevent her lower abdomen from hitting the ground.

He felt a sharp pain in his ribs, probably because of a broken bone, and it was difficult for him to get up from the ground.

The princess looked at her with a puzzled expression: "Who said I was going to jump too? You really are capable of causing trouble."

Cong Ying was sweating profusely from the pain. Upon hearing this, she twitched her lips slightly, "I know the princess wants to go find Third Master Xie, but Xunling Mountain is so vast and too dangerous. A son of a wealthy family shouldn't sit in the hall, and a gentleman shouldn't stand under a dangerous wall..."

Princess Chun'an: "Shut up."

Cong Ying paused and said, "It's the same if you look for me. I'm the Xie family's fiancée. If I murdered the heir to the throne, it would be the same as if the Xie family wanted to murder the heir to the throne."

This was what happened in the dream. Xie Miaozhu frightened the princess's horse, and Xie was trapped in a pot by Princess Chun'an.

The princess scoffed, "Who do you think you are? Do you believe that the Xie family will be the first to break off ties with you?"

Cong Ying whispered, "San Lang won't do that."

The princess seemed speechless. She looked behind her and asked, "Can you move?"

Cong Ying nodded, holding the princess's arm and slowly climbing up, holding her ribs in pain: "Princess Wen Shuang will not give up, we have to hide."

The two injured men abandoned their horses and supported each other as they walked towards a secluded place. Not long after they had gone, they heard some movement behind them. Looking back, they saw several black spots gradually approaching.

Cong Ying hadn't expected them to catch up so quickly. Thinking quickly, she said to the princess, "I need to separate from Your Highness and escape. Please take off a piece of clothing for me, then squat along the lakeshore and be quiet."

The princess said, "I'm not going to ask you to risk your life to protect me."

Cong Ying urged urgently, "My bones are broken, so I can't run far. If Your Highness escapes, they won't dare to kill me. Besides, Your Highness... there's always hope. Don't you want to avenge the late Queen?"

When she advised others, she always had one thing after another, and Princess Chun'an couldn't refute a single word.

She took off her red riding coat and threw it to Cong Ying, saying to her, "Find a way to save your life, otherwise, I will not let Xie San go."

Cong Ying took her clothes and walked back to the fallen chestnut horse. She found a rock by the lake, wrapped her riding clothes around it, and threw it with all her might into the water. The rock sent a large splash into the water. When Princess Wen Shuang and several Western Tartars arrived, the lake was still surging, and a faint red smear could be seen lurking beneath the surface. Cong Ying also made a move to jump into the water, but Princess Wen Shuang stopped her.

"Where is Xiao Li?" Princess Wen Shuang sat on the horse, and the copper-gilded head of the horse whip was raised to Cong Ying's chin.

Cong Ying endured the pain and said, "You guess it yourself."

Princess Wen Shuang sneered repeatedly: "You look weak, but you have some blood in you. It's a pity that you followed the wrong person. If I chop you into pieces and throw you into the lake, will Xiao Li come back to save you?"

From the firefly, he turned a deaf ear.

A Western Tartar who could swim jumped into the lake, groped around for a long time, and finally brought up a stone that was tied to his red riding and archery uniform. Princess Wenshuang was so angry at this that she raised her horsewhip to hit Cong Ying: "How dare you, bitch, play tricks on me—"

Zong Ying dodged to the side for a moment, and before the second whip fell, he heard the Western Tartar say, "A team of elite cavalry is coming this way!"

"who?"

Everyone turned their heads to look and heard the sounds of armor clashing and horses' hooves clashing getting closer. A team of more than ten elite cavalrymen appeared after crossing a hill. The leader was wearing a black cloak. Perhaps because he was riding with one leg, he sat crookedly on the horse. He was so thin that it seemed as if he would be thrown off the horse at any time, but he still whipped the horse to speed up regardless.

Princess Wenshuang was dumbfounded. "This lame fellow actually dared to ride a horse... Why is a lame fellow like him getting involved?"

When Cong Ying saw King Jin, she felt a certain hope in her heart, but she also gasped at his extremely dangerous horsemanship.

The Prince of Jin and his entourage stopped ten steps away. He glanced at Cong Ying, who was being held hostage by a sword, and said to Princess Wen Shuang, "Princess, you're also a fugitive. It seems that life is not easy for the Prince of Ying's palace."

Princess Wenshuang sneered, "All those with the surname Xiao are birds of a feather, and you're no better."

"Do you want to fight?" asked the King of Jin, "or make a deal?"

"What deal?"

"You want to kill Jiang Congying simply because she knows about your crimes, but I know more than she does. I'll trade with her, and you won't lose anything."

As he spoke, he announced the names of several court officials. On the surface, these people belonged to the Xie family or the Qingliu faction, but in fact, they had received a lot of money from the Prince of Huai and worked for the Prince of Ying's Palace in private.

"Liu Yu, the court lady who drugged the princess's horse, is the distant niece of Prince Ying's concubine. And..." Seeing Princess Wenshuang's face pale with shock, Prince Jin smiled slightly and said, "And there's Xue Huanjin, who was once favored by the late Queen. It must have taken a lot of money and effort for you to win him over. Wouldn't it be a pity if he died?"

It's easy to talk to others, but Xue Huanjin is the most hidden and most crucial chess piece of Prince Ying's Palace. Emperor Fengqi's health is getting worse year by year. At the critical moment, he has to rely on Xue Huanjin to produce the "last will" to enthrone Prince Huai as the new emperor.

Therefore, Princess Wenshuang flew into a rage upon hearing this: "You damn cripple, I think you're tired of living! Kill him!"

Several Western Tatars and the elite cavalry of the King of Jin instantly fought each other, and blood and flesh flew everywhere in the valley.

Princess Wenshuang held Congying hostage with a sword. Prince Jin approached with a gentle voice, still hoping for a peaceful deal: "She is just an orphan, her influence is insignificant. If you capture me, you can gain many benefits in return. For example, you can prevent me from reporting the rebellion of Prince Ying's Mansion. For example, if you kill me, there will be no one to compete for the throne of the Eastern Palace. Come -"

There was a sharp pain in Ying's throat, and she shook her head gently at King Jin.

Princess Wenshuang seemed to be shaken by his words. She pulled out a dagger and threw it to him: "Stab yourself first to see if you are sincere."

Prince Jin took the dagger and stabbed it into his ribs without changing his expression. Blood spurted out of his abdomen. Princess Wen Shuang was startled by him, and Cong Ying took the opportunity to bite her wrist hard, trying to snatch the knife from her hand.

The long sword swung wildly and just passed in front of her, cutting off a strand of hair. Seeing that she refused to let go, Princess Wen Shuang changed her mind and pressed the blade against Cong Ying's neck. At this critical moment, a feather arrow flew through the air and hit the sword with a "clang", knocking both of them away at the same time.

The person who took action was Princess Chun'an who had returned.

Seeing the people she wanted to kill gathered together, Princess Wenshuang's eyes flashed with madness and excitement. She took the lead and kicked up the long sword from the ground, slashing at the two of them. Prince Jin drew the dagger from his ribs to block Princess Wenshuang's blow. He had already used up all his strength and gritted his teeth, saying, "Hurry up and leave..."

When the Western Tatar warrior Agula saw Princess Chun'an appear, he flew forward, drew his bow and shot arrows at her.

The elite cavalry that came with the Prince of Jin would also be killed by the Western Tatars.

Cong Ying's heart was broken. Where could she escape alone? With her life at stake, even an ant would be provoked to fight to the bitter end. So, she looked around, drew a sword from a fallen guard, and slashed at the approaching Western Tartars.

"when!"

The swords collided and the blade broke into two pieces.

Except for Agula, these envoys came with secret orders. Each of them was a warrior who could fight ten enemies at the same time. They killed the princess's hunting team and the elite troops of King Jin without any effort. How could Cong Ying resist them?

However, at this critical moment, the sound of horses neighing suddenly came, and even faster than the sound of horses was the sound of wind breaking through, which did not sound like arrows, but more like -

The Western Tartar, sensing the danger, turned his head in fear and subconsciously jumped away, but his jump was exactly what the onlooker expected. A silver light flashed before his eyes like lightning. The Western Tartar vaguely heard a breaking sound from his neck, followed by a dizzying feeling, and he found himself lying on the ground.

The weeds stretched from bottom to top, pricking his neck and making it itch unbearably. He wanted to reach out and scratch it, but he couldn't find his hands.

The hands were gone, the legs were gone, the whole body was gone... No, the body was in front of him, being gently blown down by a breeze, and when he fell to the ground, the silver knife that flew over and cut off his head was still stuck in his neck - it was the famous Yanzhi knife.

A red color appeared before my eyes, then gradually darkened, and I died with my eyes open.

Xie Xuanlan threw his long sword to save Cong Ying, then drew his bow from his horse. The first arrow pierced Princess Wenshuang's wrist, freeing the Prince of Jin. He then fired several more arrows, each one hitting its mark, piercing the necks of the remaining Western Tartars. He took the new sword tossed by the guards and lunged at the last Western Tartar warrior, Agula. He swung his long sword in front of him and leaped down. Agula roared like a lion, and their swords clashed, sparking a burst of fire.

He changed more than a dozen moves in an instant, and sparks flew everywhere he clashed.

Although Agula was a strong man, he was no match for Xie Xuanlan in terms of momentum. Even Cong Ying could see that Xie Xuanlan was confident of victory, but he was in no hurry to chop off Agula's head. Instead, he tortured him with one blow after another, first cutting off Agula's left hand and then amputating one of his legs.

Agula roared like an enraged dying beast and slashed at Xie Xuanlan. The flying wind from the sword cut the weeds on the ground and flew into the sky.

Xie Xuanlan, however, watched it coldly, and effortlessly deflected the attack, cutting off the man's legs and below the thighs. The blade flashed like water, and Agula's right hand flew into the sky, still waving the long sword furiously in mid-air.

Agula, whose limbs were cut off, fell in the weeds, and the gurgling blood dyed the grass red.

Xie Xuanlan's blade had already bent, and he dropped it to the ground. His attendant handed him another. His downcast eyes still held a savage tinge of madness as he spoke in Western Tartar: "When you return home, remember to tell the Khan that sooner or later I will chop down all of you northwestern beasts."

Then he cut off Agula's head with one knife.

"Saburo!"

Cong Ying supported the Prince of Jin, whose abdomen was bleeding profusely, and shouted to Xie Xuanlan from afar, "He's bleeding a lot, come quickly!"

Then she looked worriedly in the direction of Princess Chun'an, as she had just seen that the princess was also injured.

But she didn't dare ask Xie Xuanlan to save the princess...

Xie Xuanlan came over with a knife in hand, and first pulled Cong Ying up. He touched her from her shoulder down, paused between her ribs, and glanced at her: "It seems the bone is broken."

His expression was so terrifying. A few drops of blood splashed on his white jade face, as bright as cinnabar.

Cong Ying swallowed hard and lied, "Really? I don't feel anything. Take a look at Prince Jin's injuries first."

Xie Xuanlan took a glance and said, "He won't die."

He was not going to die, but due to illness and injuries, the King of Jin could no longer stand and could only maintain a certain degree of consciousness. Seeing that Cong Ying had protected him, he half-knelt on the ground with a knife in his hand. He felt a chill in his abdomen and was bleeding, and he could not help spitting out blood in small mouthfuls.

Xie Xuanlan's eyes were dim, and he finally waved for his attendants to come forward: "Help him deal with it."

Three steps away, there was another living person: Princess Wenshuang. Her wrist had been nailed to the ground by Xie Xuanlan's arrow, and she was groaning and wailing miserably. Cong Ying couldn't bear to listen, so Xie Xuanlan said to her, "Turn away and don't look."

He walked up to Princess Wenshuang, his deep eyes seemed to contain a hint of a cold smile: "Cousin, you are so brave."

Princess Wenshuang gasped for breath and said, "You still know... I am your cousin... I am the princess... Only the laws of the emperor and the country can kill me, how dare you..."

Xie Xuanlan laughed and said, "So what if you're a princess? Even if you were a princess, I can kill you today."

Then the sound of a knife blade sinking into flesh was heard. Xie Xuanlan cut off Princess Wenshuang's head, casually wrapped it in cloth, and threw it to his entourage for safekeeping.

Cong Ying was terrified when she heard the words "Even if you are a princess." Seeing him cut off the princess's head and take it back, she thought he was going crazy. She looked at him like a frightened bird. Seeing him walk towards Princess Chun'an, she stumbled to him and stretched out her arms to stop him, her whole body shivering uncontrollably.

"No... Sanlang, you can't kill her..."

Xie Xuanlan took a step closer to her, and she subconsciously stepped back. Then she saw him smile gravely: "Are you afraid of me?"

Cong Ying doesn't speak.

"Then do you know how scared I was of you when I saw you being held captive by Xiao Wen just now?"

This sentence made Cong Ying's eyes red. She slowly walked to Xie Xuanlan, ignoring the blood stains on his body, and hugged him. The great joy of surviving the disaster and the grievance of grievance all surged in her heart.

She choked with sobs and shook her head gently: "I'm fine... The princess saved me, please don't kill her, at least... don't kill her here."

Xie Xuanlan responded softly, and said meaningfully, "I never knew that you and Xiao Li had such a deep bond."