Chapter 132 After marrying the disabled prince, 12 favorability points

"Your Highness, be careful!"

Zhenzhen scrambled to her feet and stood in front of Yun Chiyi, exclaiming, "How could there be thieves under the clear sky!"

Outside the carriage, the two accompanying guards drew their swords, their muscles tensing instantly, their eyes sharp as hawks, not daring to relax for a moment.

The two looked around the forest but could not see anything unusual; the arrow seemed to have appeared out of thin air.

The next moment, dozens of men in black descended from the sky, surrounding them from behind with unstoppable force.

"Protect the princess and go first!"

The coachman gripped the reins tightly, his voice deep and resonant: "Giddy up—"

"Please remain seated, Your Highness, and do not get out of the carriage!"

He immediately lashed out with his whip, whipping the horse's rump until it swelled. The two horses neighed and galloped side by side, their raised hooves breaking through the crystal-clear ice of the puddle.

The carriage jolted violently, and Yun Chiyi's forehead hit the side wall.

Zhenzhen called out to her in a panic, "Your Highness!"

Yun Chiyi pressed one hand against her burning forehead and lifted the carriage curtain with the other, glancing back to see that the two guards had already died under the swords of the men in black.

The man in black charged forward with a sword drawn, while others on horseback gave chase.

"Don't let her escape! She must be killed within three miles!"

The group of people came straight for her; they were well-trained and not bandits.

Who exactly wants to kill her?

Yun Chiyi lowered the curtain, turned around and grabbed Zhenzhen's shoulders: "Zhenzhen, listen to me."

Zhenzhen was terrified, her eyes wide with tears: "Your Highness, what happened to you..."

She only learned today that the princess could speak, and she was both happy and afraid, losing control of her expression.

Yun Chiyi shook Zhenzhen's shoulder: "Don't daydream, Zhenzhen, can you ride a horse?"

Zhenzhen shook her head violently: "No! This servant will not run away! Protecting the Princess is this servant's duty! Even if this servant dies, I will protect you."

Yun Chiyi's heart pounded like a drum, and she asked her again, "Will you or won't you?"

Zhenzhen suppressed her tears: "Yes, I do. My family keeps horses, and I have been riding horses since I was a child."

A delicate, snow-white hand wiped away Zhenzhen's tears. Zhenzhen stared blankly at the gentle, smiling princess, listening to her voice as beautiful as heavenly music.

"Zhenzhen is really amazing. We'll have to rely on you from now on."

The carriage gradually slowed down, and no matter how much the driver whipped it, it was no use. In less than half an incense stick's time, those people would catch up.

Yun Chiyi lifted the carriage curtain and said, "Let's abandon the carriage now. Zhenzhen and I will ride a horse together, and you will lead the way."

The coachman was startled. Wasn't the princess mute?

In his panic, the coachman wiped the sweat from his face, immediately reined in the horse, quickly untied the harness, jumped to the ground and helped Yun Chiyi mount the horse. Zhenzhen shakily straddled Yun Chiyi's back and gripped the reins tightly.

"Giddy up—giddy up—"

Zhenzhen's voice was hoarse from shouting: "Your Highness, I'm scared."

Yun Chiyi gently patted her hand and said, "Don't be afraid, don't think about anything."

The man in black became furious when he saw that they had abandoned the carriage.

"Do you even want to live anymore?! Go after them now!"

Yun Chiyi glanced back hastily. The horse was jolting violently, and the golden hairpin fell out of her black hair. When she turned her head again, her beautiful hair was completely disheveled.

She casually tied it up with a handkerchief, squinting at the snow-covered road ahead where no one was in sight.

If she doesn't encounter anyone again, she'll be caught up with sooner or later, and she'll definitely die here.

Zhenzhen waved her whip, not daring to stop for a moment.

After rounding a bend, the dense forest obscured the view, but Ling Shuang's brows suddenly relaxed, and Yun Chiyi's voice was filled with joy: "There are people ahead."

A muffled groan came from behind, followed by the neighing of a wild horse. Before Zhenzhen could even feel happy, she instinctively turned around and found that the groom had been shot off his horse.

Zhenzhen bit her lip, tears welling in her eyes, and brought her long whip down again: "Giddy up!"

No matter what, she had to ensure the princess's safety, so she screamed at the top of her lungs, disregarding all decorum, "Help!"

But what responded to her was a cold arrow; a dark red light pierced through her peripheral vision, and Zhenzhen froze in fear.

The dark horse continued galloping, disappearing through the dense forest in an instant.

A black figure stood beside the carriage, drawing a bow and arrow, the arrow pointing directly at the two people's location.

The person who came was Chao Sheng.

Zhenzhen's eyes widened, her voice filled with surprise: "Chaosheng!"

Yun Chiyi's gaze grew colder and colder. She looked past Chao Sheng and toward the carriage with its curtains swaying behind him.

Is Lin Jinyuan the one who is going to take her life today?

Yun Chiyi pulled on the reins and stopped the horse.

"Your Highness?" Zhenzhen was still overjoyed at surviving the ordeal, but Yun Chiyi's actions left her completely bewildered.

Chao Sheng's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he shot another arrow.

They were clearly being targeted. Even though Zhenzhen was behind Yun Chiyi, she was still startled and screamed.

Yun Chiyi involuntarily closed her eyes. Her ears were acutely alert to the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, followed immediately by a wave of shouts of killing.

The man in black caught up with them, only a few feet away.

Chao Sheng Kong pointed and whistled, like the call of a hawk. High above the forest, three dark figures landed behind the black horse, protecting Yun Chi Yi behind them.

"Your Highness, please get in the carriage. You and Zhenzhen will leave first."

Yun Chiyi stared at the carriage, hesitated for a moment, and then Chaosheng stepped forward and stretched out his arm to help her dismount.

Today, after being suddenly assassinated, Chao Sheng thought he would see her looking distraught and unsteady on her feet. However, Yun Chiyi's eyes were cold, and she walked to the carriage in a few steps. Without needing anyone's help, she deftly lifted the curtain and crouched down to get in.

She paused, and sure enough, she saw Lin Jinyuan's indifferent face inside the carriage.

Such composure suggests that he had planned this assassination attempt all along!

Seeing that her dark hair was disheveled and only covered by a handkerchief, and that her fair cheeks were flushed with a thin layer of red from the cold wind, Lin Jinyuan frowned silently and reached out to grab Yun Chiyi's hand.

"Madam, were you terrified?"

The carriage slowly set off, a far cry from Yun Chiyi's earlier desperate escape.

Yun Chiyi pursed her red lips, shook off his hand, and became angrier the more she looked at him.

He wished she would die in the middle of nowhere. This time it was an outsider who did it. If they had succeeded, he should be happy now. Why is he pretending to be a savior?

A surge of anger rose within her, Yun Chiyi's face darkened, and she clenched her fist and punched Lin Jinyuan's shoulder a few times.

Lin Jinyuan wanted to hug her: "I'm late."

Yun Chiyi didn't want to listen to him at all. The carriage jolted, and she sat down without warning. She was hurt from the fall, and her face turned pale. She punched and kicked Lin Jinyuan in a muffled voice, kicking the white blanket covering his legs aside and stomping on it hard with her snow-stained shoes.

Hypocrite! Masked tiger!

Yun Chi was so angry that he couldn't breathe, and he kicked his thigh to calm down a bit.

Lin Jinyuan let her vent, and when she had exhausted her last bit of strength, he put his arm around her shoulder without saying a word and finally pulled the gradually calming person into his arms.

"Okay, don't be afraid."

Yun Chiyi straddled him, about to get up with a cold face and create distance, when a "ding-dong" sound suddenly rang in her mind.

[Love level with Lin Jinyuan, the target of the romance, increases by 10]

Her eyes suddenly quieted down, and then her body softened, and she leaned into Lin Jinyuan's arms without holding a grudge.

He saw that she no longer resisted, but instead gripped his clothes tightly, her shoulders trembling slightly.

She remained nestled in his arms until the sound of the tide came from outside, realizing that a considerable amount of time had passed.

The carriage stopped, and Lin Jinyuan, half-embracing Yun Chiyi, lifted the curtain. Chao Sheng was kneeling outside, his clothes covered in blood, but his face was clean.

Chao Sheng raised his eyes: "Your Highness, all those people have committed suicide by poison. I am incompetent and could not save a single one of them."

Lin Jinyuan said calmly, "They look like assassins, but you don't need to blame yourself."

The master and servant are still putting on an act here. This assassination was not carried out by Lin Jinyuan, but he must know the real culprit.

Yun Chiyi peeked out, then her brow furrowed. The carriage stopped in front of a mountain villa. The villa gate was tightly closed, and two red lanterns hung precariously beside it.

Lin Jinyuan said, "It's getting dark, and traveling at night is inconvenient. Let's stay here for the night."

He then instructed, "Chaosheng, go and knock on the door."

Yun Chiyi watched him silently.

"Your Highness, are you alright?" Zhenzhen stretched out her frostbitten, red face, her expression full of worry.

Yun Chiyi turned around, reached out and touched her chin, and gently made a shushing gesture with her lips.

Zhenzhen hesitated, glanced at Lin Jinyuan beside her, and immediately looked away, afraid that he would see through her guilty conscience.

After a while, an elderly man in his eighties opened the door. Lin Jinyuan pretended to be a merchant who had encountered bandits down the mountain and had no choice but to disturb them.

The group settled down here and found that there were not many servants in the manor. The master was away most of the year and only came to the manor occasionally to escape the summer heat. On weekdays, it was the old man who had just arrived who took care of the manor, and every plant and tree was kept very neat and tidy.

The estate was somewhat desolate, but fortunately, the few side rooms were clean and tidy.

After taking a bath, Yun Chiyi borrowed the clothes of the mistress of the manor. The elegant magnolia color made her skin look like solidified cream. She stood silently in the snow-covered sky, looking down at the route she had taken to escape during the day. It was winding and twisting, seemingly without end. If Lin Jinyuan hadn't appeared with Chaosheng in time, she would most likely have perished halfway there.

It was cold on the mountain. Yun Chiyi crossed her arms and turned around. She paused and noticed Lin Jinyuan watching her from under the eaves.

She walked over and bowed.

Lin Jinyuan's face was pale, with a cold, jade-like bluish tinge. He was covered with a thick blanket, and the snow-white fox fur seemed to weigh him down, making it hard for him to breathe.

"It's cold outside, and you've already been frightened. Don't let yourself get sick from the cold."

After he finished speaking, Yun Chiyi reached out and placed her palm on his forehead.

Lin Jinyuan's pupils narrowed slightly, his long, dark eyelashes fluttered, and he saw Yun Chiyi's cold and expressionless face. Her beautiful eyes lowered, her fair brows furrowed slightly, and a look of worry suddenly appeared in her beautiful eyes.

He has a high fever.

I thought he was faking it, but I didn't expect it to be so hot.

Lin Jinyuan said softly, "It's nothing, I've already had ginger tea."

Yun Chiyi tucked his black hair behind his ear, bowed again, and withdrew.

Lin Jinyuan's gaze followed her and saw her lift her skirt and run to find Zhenzhen. The two gestured to each other for a while, then walked quickly towards the direction of the pharmacy on the estate.

Lin Jinyuan coughed a few times, deliberately lowering his voice.