Fu Zhun frowned slightly, enduring the pain of his wound contracting, but a warm feeling welled up in his heart as he looked at Su An's flustered appearance.

"Don't panic, it's good that you're alright."

Su An, however, could not be happy. Her eyes were filled with tears: "It is all thanks to the Prince's selfless protection that I was able to escape unscathed."

She wanted to help Fu Zhun stop the bleeding even better, but at that moment, He Cheng shakily stood up again.

He picked up his sword again, his face ashen, and walked step by step towards Fu Zhun, his expression both sinister and provocative: "Prince Zhenbei, do not be so stubborn! This woman is a demon, and I will surely kill her today to prevent future troubles!"

"If you continue to obstruct me, you will be colluding with evil spirits. Don't forget your noble status as the Prince of Zhenbei!"

As he said this, he had already pointed his sword at Su An.

Fu Zhun slightly raised his head, his cold gaze like a piercing star shooting straight at He Cheng. "Whether Su An is evil or not, I have my own judgment. But you have resorted to unscrupulous means and overstepped your bounds, so I will take you down."

As he spoke, his dark eyes hardened, and he forced himself to stand up.

Seeing this, Su An reached out without hesitation and pressed down hard on Fu Zhun's shoulder to stop him from moving. "Don't be impulsive. It's not worth it for such a treacherous, despicable, shameless, and vile person!"

These words fueled He Cheng's anger even more. He sneered and thrust his sword straight at Su An, "The Prince of Zhenbei has been misled. I will act on behalf of His Majesty and Heaven to eliminate the demons!"

"Su An, die!"

Just as the longsword flew towards his face, Su An spoke in a cold voice: "Fine, kill me, and then no one in this world will know how to bring Su An back!"

With a "whoosh," the sword abruptly stopped above her head, followed by He Cheng's incredulous gaze.

"What did you say?!"

Looking at his shocked and surprised expression, Su An couldn't help but feel a sense of scorn.

He suddenly became sentimental after the person died, which probably even made the original owner feel unlucky.

"Don't try to fool me! Tell me your plan now! Otherwise, I'll make sure you die a horrible death!" He Cheng's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and he almost roared out.

"The solution is..." Su An forced a smile, and under He Cheng's anxious, wide-eyed gaze, she sneered, "You go to hell and apologize to her in person!"

"you--!"

He Cheng realized he had been tricked, and his face instantly turned furious. He was so angry that he wanted to slash at Su An.

But Su An looked behind him and saw that An Yi had taken advantage of the time she had spent delaying him and successfully reached the roof beam.

Seizing the opportunity, he suddenly landed behind He Cheng, using one hand to block his arm and the other to swiftly stab He Cheng in the lower abdomen with a dagger.

"Ah!" In his anger, He Cheng never expected to be attacked. His sword fell as soon as he raised it high, and he hurriedly retreated while clutching his abdomen.

"You bitch, you deserve to die!"

"Charge! All of you, charge at once!"

Upon hearing He Cheng's roar, the royal guards reacted and instantly charged towards An Yi.

The already chaotic scene suddenly turned into a fierce battle, with no one able to tell who was who. The four and five hidden figures on the roof beam exchanged a glance and quickly landed next to Fu Zhun and Su An.

An Si nimbly helped Fu Zhun up, while An Wu grabbed Su An's wrist. "Your Highness, Miss Su, let's climb over the wall from the backyard to the clinic and take refuge for a while!"

Su An nodded anxiously. She had already seen the guards sneak in, which was why she had stalled for time to create an opportunity, and it had actually worked.

However, she anxiously scanned the crowd, wondering if her family was safe.

"Don't worry, Miss Su, your family members have all been safely evacuated!"

Hearing this, Su An finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the four of them immediately went to the backyard wall.

The four and five worked together seamlessly, one helping and the other lifting, to help Fu Zhun and Su An climb over the wall and land steadily in the courtyard of the neighboring clinic.

This sudden movement caused Fu Zhun to experience excruciating pain from the spasms of his wounds, cold sweat seeping from his temples as he groaned softly.

"Fu Zhun!" Su An felt a pang of heartache as she took his arm, her eyes slightly moist.

"I'll go and fetch Physician Xie. You all take the Prince back to his room first!" An Si said, glaring at Su An with a look that said, "It's all her fault." Then he flew away.

Su An felt a soreness and dryness in her throat, and was so choked that she couldn't speak. She and An Wu each helped Fu Zhun back to his room.

Fu Zhun leaned heavily against them, his steps unsteady, and when he stood up, his tall figure was almost dragged along.

He forced himself to stay conscious, glancing around to make sure it was safe before letting out a slight sigh of relief.

"I'm sorry I'm late. Luckily you're alright." Fu Zhun's pale lips trembled as he spoke, his tone tinged with self-reproach.

Su An naturally understood that he was talking to her, and her heart skipped a beat. She couldn't help but raise her voice: "Why are you apologizing to me! This wasn't your business, and it wasn't your fault!"

"You're such a huge idiot!"

Upon hearing this, Fu Zhun's lips curled up slightly, but he lost his composure and remained silent.

Su An shut her mouth and hurriedly escorted Fu Zhun into the room, but the next moment she was stunned.

On the bed in Fu Zhun's room sat a woman he had never seen before.

The woman was dressed in a gorgeous brocade dress that perfectly accentuated her slender waist. Her long, glossy black hair cascaded down her back, highlighting her delicate and beautiful face. Her red lips were like fire, and her eyes seemed to exude an innate pride.

she is……

Su An was stunned and stood frozen in place.

Seeing the woman waiting patiently, clearly waiting for Fu Zhun, the words of apology Fu Zhun had just said to her suddenly came to mind.

It turns out that Fu Zhun's previous apology was because of this woman. With her by his side, no wonder he said he was late.

"Heavens! Your Highness!"

Upon seeing Fu Zhun being helped in, his legs covered in blood and his handsome face deathly pale, the woman gasped in shock, her face paling. She quickly stepped forward and took Fu Zhun from Su An's arms.

"What exactly happened? He just went out... Where is Xie Qingfeng? Go and call someone here right now!"

Su An was pushed to the doorway and watched as the woman naturally took Fu Zhun's money. Her familiar demeanor filled her with a mix of emotions, like a jumbled bottle of mixed feelings.

"Here he comes, here he comes! Our troublesome prince is injured again, isn't he!"

At this moment, Xie Qingfeng rushed over, cursing as he went, and went straight to the bedside.

His gaze swept quickly over Fu Zhun's wound, his brows furrowing. "The sword wound is deep. Did they try to kill him? What a tragedy!"

"Alright, stop standing around here. Too many people are in the way. Hurry up and go close the door. Don't delay my treatment!"

Upon hearing this, the woman clenched her fair, delicate hands, her eyebrows furrowed, and said firmly, "You must heal him properly. I want to stay here and watch over him personally."

After speaking, she looked at Su An at the door and narrowed her eyes.

"All unauthorized personnel, close the door and leave!"