Two Years of Secret Love, Not Married, The Childhood Sweetheart Marries the Crown Prince, He Gets Anxious

The world knows Crown Prince Lu Xingjian as dignified and noble, elegant and composed, with the bearing of a dragon. Su Wanwan, who grew up with him in the palace, knows how wild and heartless he c...

Chapter 111 Why Don't They Show Her Chivalry?

What are you doing here?

It takes about two days to get back to the capital from Xuanfu.

Going through Weizhou involves a much longer detour and will add at least three more days to your journey.

For someone of his status, every extra day spent on the frontier increases the danger.

That's absolutely insane.

Moreover, his internal injuries have not yet fully healed, and prolonged travel would be more harmful than beneficial.

He shouldn't be here no matter what!

Lu Xingjian's expression was indifferent, and he gave a faint, detached smile.

"What? Feeling sorry for him?"

The ring-armor on his body reflected a dark, ambiguous metallic luster as he moved.

Su Wanwan was slightly taken aback, wondering what he meant by feeling sorry for her.

"Don't worry, it's just a matter of exchanging blows to determine the winner; I won't hurt him." He casually and slowly drew the long sword from his waist.

The moonlight shone on the gleaming blade, casting a chilling and sinister glow.

Su Wanwan felt as if her heart was being torn apart.

One is a loyal former bodyguard, and the other is a former lover with whom she has an inextricable entanglement.

Once a blade is drawn, it has no eyes; neither side is harmed, and that's a scene she doesn't want to see.

Moreover, both of them had recently suffered serious injuries.

She felt sorry for them.

"Can we not fight?" Su Wanwan just wanted to calm things down.

This is destined to be an unfair struggle.

What if a lowly border town officer wins a martial arts contest against the emperor? What if he loses?

The only response she received was the silent sound of the wind.

The two men on the field stared at each other.

The chilling intent in his eyes was undisguised.

They showed no intention of backing down in the slightest.

After a long silence, Xiao Bin said, "Miss, stand back a bit, nothing will happen."

Xiao Bin was wearing a black iron armor, the kind only elite soldiers in the army wore, with an iron helmet on his head and a breastplate on his chest.

Su Wanwan felt a little relieved.