Without the slightest hesitation, Fu Zhun replied, "Alright, I promise you. If you bring Su An out unharmed, I will leave with you."

He Cheng sneered inwardly, but remained outwardly calm, saying in a sarcastic tone:

"Your Highness, please be careful that there are no hidden soldiers around here. Otherwise, it would be bad if Su An, with his delicate skin, were to be injured even in the slightest."

Fu Zhun narrowed his cold eyes, which were as unfathomable as a cold pool, and said calmly, "I will not put Su An at risk. I am the only one here, so you can rest assured."

He Cheng chuckled twice before signaling the guards to go and bring Su An away.

Before long, Su An was brought here by guards. Her hair was disheveled, her clothes were torn, and her face and body were covered with bloodstains and dirt.

Especially upon seeing the bloodstains on her body, Fu Zhun's aura froze instantly, as if it were a tangible substance, and his eyes surged with killing intent.

After a moment, he restrained himself and closed his eyes briefly.

Now is not a good time to take action.

Su An was staggered forward, and when he saw Fu Zhun coming alone to risk danger, a strong sense of unease welled up in his heart.

Seeing this, He Cheng couldn't help but let out a strange, pretentious laugh: "Su An, Su An, the prince's love for you is truly as deep as the sea. For you, he is willing to surrender and return to the capital to confess his crimes. Of course, I will grant his wish."

"It's a pity that after today, you may never see him again. Take this opportunity to look at him as much as you can."

Su An's heart skipped a beat; his already ominous premonition reached its peak at this moment.

How could that scoundrel He Cheng let Fu Zhun off so easily? Just return to the capital to confess?

He had also laid a large number of guards in ambush in the valley, clearly intending to kill Fu Zhun!

As soon as she stepped into the pavilion, she met Fu Zhun's gaze and immediately shouted, "His request is too simple! Fu Zhun, be careful, don't be fooled by him!"

However, before she could finish speaking, He Cheng secretly used his mind control technique.

Su An's mind went blank for a moment, and his eyes became vacant.

Immediately afterwards, she mechanically began to carry out He Cheng's orders, uncontrollably raising her hand to draw the sword of the guard beside her and swiftly stabbing at Fu Zhun.

"Haha, go to hell!" He Cheng couldn't help but burst into laughter, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

Su An was nearby, and Fu Zhun was even less wary of her. This time, Fu Zhun was definitely going to die!

As things turned out as expected, the incident happened suddenly, especially since he hadn't anticipated that Su An would be detrimental to him. Fu Zhun hesitated for a moment, a look of surprise flashing across his eyes.

"Su An!" he shouted, but Su An's face remained blank and cold as if he hadn't heard him, and he stabbed at him even more viciously.

Fu Zhun frowned, but as a seasoned veteran, his reaction was extremely quick.

Just as Su Ann's slightly rusty swordsmanship came at him, he moved slightly, his wheelchair gliding backwards with a deft movement, the sword grazing his nose, narrowly avoiding the sudden attack.

"What!?" Upon seeing this, He Cheng's eyes widened in disbelief.

How is that possible? That cripple dodged it all!

The group of An Yi, who were hiding in the darkness, were equally astonished.

After realizing what had happened, An Yi's face was filled with rage. He never expected that Su An would suddenly attack his master.

"This wicked and bewitching woman should not have been allowed to live!"

He was about to rush out when a guard beside him grabbed him and scolded, "Don't be impulsive! The master hasn't given the order yet. Don't ruin the master's plan!"

"But!"

Just as An Yi was feeling indignant, He Cheng over there also came to his senses and immediately began to curse angrily.

"Damn it! Su An, kill him!"

He intensified his control over Su An's consciousness, and soon Su An's expression revealed a hint of struggle and pain.

But the command from the brand of her soul was irresistible, and she turned and viciously charged at Fu Zhun again to stab him.

Her movements were slightly stiff, yet they carried a ruthless intensity. Her disheveled hair accentuated her somewhat ferocious face, which was a far cry from her previous appearance.

Fu Zhun frowned deeply; clearly, something was wrong with Su An!

Unable to bring himself to attack, he could only turn his wheelchair around, barely dodging Su An's attacks, and stared at her intently, shouting, "Su An, wake up!"

"Su An!"

Su An was like a manipulated puppet, only knowing how to carry out the orders given by He Cheng, and had no idea who was in front of her.

He Cheng, standing to the side, grew increasingly excited and smug, laughing mockingly, "Fu Zhun, look at Su An, she's truly the perfect weapon to deal with you! If you continue to be so gentle with women, you'll really lose your life at the hands of a woman today, hahaha!"

Just thinking about that scene made him tremble with excitement.

Using Su An as a weapon, Fu Zhun was indeed unwilling to fight back!

To die at the hands of the woman you love...tsk tsk tsk!

"You bastards!" An Yi, who was hiding in the back, cursed angrily. He could no longer hold back and broke free from the hands of the men. In a flash, he rushed towards the pavilion like a hidden blade.

However, his goal was to draw his sword and face Su An directly. The sword gleamed with a cold, eerie light under the moonlight, as if he wanted to kill Su An with a single blow.

"An ambush?!" He Cheng's expression changed when he saw the figure that suddenly appeared.

Upon seeing this, a sharp glint flashed in Fu Zhun's eyes. Without hesitation, he unleashed his inner strength, gathering a surge of energy in his palm and waving it forward.

"Dark One, how dare you!"

With his shout, a gust of wind from his palm struck An Yi, sending him flying and crashing heavily several feet away.

In that instant, noticing He Cheng's distraction, Su An's movements also came to a halt. Fu Zhun swiftly made his move, his figure closing in, his fingers precisely striking Su An's acupoints.

Su An's body went limp, and she fainted.

Fu Zhun pulled her into his arms, the movement swift yet gentle, a stark contrast to his earlier ruthless methods.

He lowered his head and saw up close that Su An's originally fair and delicate skin was now covered with shocking whip marks.

The skin wounds crisscrossed her body, some of them still bleeding slightly, staining her clothes. Her face was slightly distorted with pain, her brows furrowed, as if she were being tortured even in her unconscious state.

Fu Zhun's eyes turned bloodshot, and he raised his head in fury, his murderous gaze shooting at He Cheng.

You deserve to die!

He Cheng felt the intense killing intent, which was as real as a physical substance, and instantly knew something was wrong.

He quickly pulled a whistle from his waist and blew it loudly.

A sharp whistle pierced the night sky, and in an instant, a group of guards who had been lying in ambush emerged from the surrounding bushes and woods.

"Listen to my command! Slay the traitorous Prince Zhenbei on the spot! Whoever takes his head shall be ennobled and granted a title upon returning to the palace!"

He Cheng hurriedly shouted, which provoked the guards so much that their eyes turned red, and they all rushed towards Fu Zhun with shouts.

He Cheng seized the opportunity and quickly turned and ran!