Jiang Qingwan hurriedly ripped open the curtain.
"Qinghui, help me onto the horse, I don't want to ride in the carriage."
Qing Sui immediately spurred her horse and pulled the reins closer.
"Your Highness, has something happened?"
Jiang Qingwan couldn't explain it to her at all; she was about to climb out of the carriage while it was moving.
She didn't know any martial arts.
She was in a hurry to get everyone on their way, and with the carriage moving so fast, she couldn't keep her balance.
He staggered and couldn't even stand up straight.
She ignored everything and rushed towards Qinghui.
"Catch me."
Qinghui hurriedly reached out to take it.
The carriage also came to a hasty stop.
Everyone looked this way, when suddenly the sound of rapid hoofbeats came from ahead.
Everyone was immediately shocked.
Qinghui immediately hugged Jiang Qingwan and shoved her into the carriage.
"All personnel on high alert!"
Night Thirteen shouted.
Li Dou immediately rushed to Jiang Qingwan's carriage, holding a hammer in both hands, staring intently ahead.
Ye Shisan was the first to see clearly.
Overjoyed, he exclaimed, "It's Your Highness!"
Jiang Qingwan immediately climbed out of the carriage again.
Seeing the man riding swiftly towards her, her heart finally settled.
"Mo Yunhan!"
Qing Sui tactfully moved aside, and the falcon stopped in front of the carriage. Jiang Qingwan opened her arms, but Mo Yunhan pulled her into his embrace.
Are you hurt?
Are you hurt?
The two spoke almost simultaneously.
Their eyes met, a flash of passion in them. Mo Yunhan pulled the man close, spurred his horse forward, and rode off.
They slowed down after traveling half a mile.
Before Jiang Qingwan could look up and ask, her chin was grabbed and her lips were fiercely kissed.
The falcon beneath him thumped the grass.
Jiang Qingwan's petite figure was trapped in Mo Yunhan's arms.
The man's kisses were urgent and domineering, leaving her no room to dodge.
It seemed as if he wanted to merge her into his own body.
Jiang Qingwan felt as if all the air in her chest had been sucked out, leaving her feeling numb and suffocated, the stimulation causing her body to tremble.
Her small hands weakly pushed against the man's chest, her alluring whimpers and moans almost making him lose control.
After kissing for a while, Mo Yunhan finally let go of her, his nose resting against her neck as he breathed heavily.
Jiang Qingwan felt weak all over.
She angrily reached out to pinch the soft flesh on the man's waist, but couldn't muster any strength at all.
Physiological tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes, making her beautiful eyes appear even more pitiful.
"You bastard! My mouth hurts!"
Mo Yunhan chuckled softly.
My heart, which had been hanging in suspense all the way, finally calmed down.
"Jiang Qingwan, if you leave the capital, where would you like to go?"
His question was strange.
Jiang Qingwan tried to break free, but she was still held tightly in her arms.
"Answer me, besides the capital, where do you most want to go?"
Jiang Qingwan thought for a moment and said, "I've heard that there's a small country far away called Snow Country, where it snows for most of the year. There aren't many people, but they are simple and honest, value peace, and there's no killing. If I have the chance, I'd like to go and see it."
Mo Yunhan agreed.
"Alright, I'll transfer the Dark Guard Battalion to you and send you to live in the Snow Country."
Jiang Qingwan was stunned.
"Mo Yunhan, what do you mean?"
The man then released her.
His dark eyes were filled with deep worry.
"The Nine Dragons Formation is completely destroyed and can never be restored. The guardian spirits of Xuanling Mountain have been wiped out, and corpses are strewn all over the place. His Majesty will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly. The court is in turmoil, and everyone is watching the fate of the Great Zhou Dynasty. There are also spies from various countries constantly passing on information in the capital. In order to stabilize people's hearts, His Majesty will definitely find someone to be responsible for the fate of the nation, and you will be the first to bear the responsibility."
Jiang Qingwan's face turned deathly pale.
"All the Spirit Guardians wiped out?"
Mo Yunhan did not mention the masked man.
Hearing this, he simply nodded. "When Ye Qi and I arrived, it was already too late. The group of thieves had already left, and there was nothing left to investigate."
Jiang Qingwan seemed to see again the tragic scene of corpses strewn across the land in her illusion.
She instinctively grabbed Mo Yunhan's collar, as if seeking a moment of comfort.
Xiao Rancuo, what exactly are you doing?
The rules of the Zhuge School forbid the indiscriminate killing of others, for such karmic consequences are very difficult to eradicate.
She recalled the strange things Xiao Rancuo had said.
The fate of the Great Zhou Dynasty has indeed declined, but new vitality is emerging.
This indicates that there are variables within the realm of fortune.
Forcibly destroying the Nine Dragons Formation and severing its variables would inevitably result in widespread suffering and destruction.
She didn't know the cause and effect.
But he knew that all the karmic consequences of those things would fall upon Xiao Rancuo, or rather, upon the disciples of the Zhuge School.
Thinking of this, she took a deep breath and looked up at Mo Yunhan.
"Let's go to the imperial mausoleum first to check the situation; perhaps there's still a way to remedy the situation."
"Wan'er!"
Mo Yunhan's eyes were cold and icy. If the Great Zhou was in chaos, it was the fate of the Mo family, and she should not be dragged into it.
Jiang Qingwan remained unusually resolute.
"I want to go."
Mo Yunhan had no choice but to agree.
The others had already caught up.
He summoned Ye Qi and had several soldiers go ahead to clean up the battlefield.
By the time everyone had gathered at the Guardian Camp, the body was gone, blood had seeped into the ground, and the thick smell of blood lingered in the air for a long time.
The nearby garrison, which had also received the message from the Guardians of the Spirits, had brought a hundred men to temporarily garrison the area.
Upon seeing Mo Yunhan, Shao Xianfeng stepped forward and bowed.
"This humble general pays his respects to Your Highness. May Your Highness live a thousand years."
Shao Xianfeng had met Mo Yunhan a few times and held him in high esteem.
"Only thirteen members of the Guardian Spirit have survived. The enemy is brutal and has invaded our Great Zhou territory. We await Your Highness's command."
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