Because those men in black were hiding very deep and quite a distance away, not only was Lu Xiaoyun currently without martial arts skills, but even Feng Yan didn't sense them.
Li Feng and Jiang Chuan looked at Feng Yan questioningly, "What's wrong with the Prince and Princess?"
Feng Yan's expression was also not good, and he shook his head at them.
The two had no choice but to shut up.
Lu Xiaoyun, who was walking ahead, coldly ordered: "Jiang Chuan, you should immediately ride back to the manor and invite Physician Jiang to wait at Feixue Garden."
Jiang Chuan glanced at Zhu Yu, who was lying silently in the arms of "Prince An": "Yes, Your Highness."
After saying that, he ran down the mountain.
Lu Xiaoyun moved extremely fast and soon arrived at the carriage at the foot of the mountain.
She lifted the curtain and climbed into the carriage, intending to put the person inside. However, this carriage was not Zhu Yu's extremely luxurious carriage. Although it was larger than the original one, it was still a bit too small for their current situation.
She was so tall that Zhu Yu couldn't lie down comfortably at all.
Lu Xiaoyun looked at Zhu Yu, who had fainted in her arms, her face cold and hard, and finally pulled him into her embrace.
Lu Xiaoyun issued a stern order to the outside world: "Return to the manor immediately!"
Feng Yan immediately agreed, and he and Li Feng jumped onto the carriage one on each side and sat on the carriage shaft.
Feng Yan lashed out with his whip, striking the horse's rump once, and the horse galloped forward on all fours.
The guards split into two rows, standing guard on either side of the carriage, and sped towards Shengjing City.
However, after traveling only a mile, Feng Yan, the driver, suddenly changed his expression: "Master, be careful, there are assassins!"
As soon as he finished speaking, several arrows flew rapidly toward the carriage with a whooshing sound.
Lu Xiaoyun, who was holding Zhu Yu in the carriage, suddenly narrowed her eyes, her body trembled, and she rolled down with Zhu Yu in her arms, barely avoiding the flying arrow that pierced the carriage.
Holy crap, she doesn't know martial arts!
What to do!
"Hey, wake up! If you don't wake up, we're both going to die here today."
The petite figure in his arms was pale and remained silent.
Feng Yan drove the carriage with one hand while using his other hand to swipe his sword and cut off several arrows flying towards him.
Several of the guards standing on either side have already fallen.
A strong smell of blood wafted towards Lu Xiaoyun inside the carriage.
Lu Xiaoyun was terrified. She had only been in ancient times for a few days, and this was the first time she had faced an assassination attempt. She was very scared.
However, she still remembered Li Feng, who also didn't know martial arts.
"Li Feng, come in!"
Li Feng's face was deathly pale, and her body was trembling uncontrollably, but she kept her lips tightly pressed together, knowing that if she screamed in fear at this moment, it would only make things worse.
Upon hearing the "Prince An's" order, she steadied herself and scrambled into the carriage. It was said that His Highness Prince An was a master of martial arts, and with him around, nothing would go wrong.
Once inside the carriage, Li Feng extended his arm to Lu Xiaoyun: "Your Highness, please give Miss to me. You can go out and face the enemy with peace of mind. I'm afraid Brother Feng alone cannot hold them off."
Lu Xiaoyun: "..."
At that moment, an arrow struck the carriage wall with a loud clang, its fletching emitting a trembling, buzzing sound.
Lu Xiaoyun couldn't help but shudder.
Li Feng's face paled even more, but she didn't forget that His Highness Prince An was right beside them at that moment, so without hesitation, she pulled Zhu Yu from Lu Xiaoyun's arms into her own.
"Your Highness, please go out without worry! Even if I die, Miss will be fine."
Lu Xiaoyun: "..."
Little girl, I'm even more scared than you! You at least lived in ancient times and saw plenty of sword fights. But I was born and raised under the red flag, and I've never seen anything like this except on TV and in movies.
The sounds of battle were deafening outside; clearly, assassins wielding swords and knives were charging at them from all directions, and there were many of them.
"Your Highness..."
Lu Xiaoyun suppressed her fear and said to Li Feng, "It's alright, Feng Yan can handle it. I'll protect you here."
Li Feng was somewhat moved.
Jiang Chuan has already left. It takes only half an hour to get from here to the Prince An's residence by fast horse. As long as they can hold out for an hour, Jiang Chuan will definitely send someone to rescue them if they don't return.
Lu Xiaoyun could only silently pray that Feng Yan would be more capable and buy them more time.
Lu Xiaoyun lifted the carriage curtain and looked outside. Feng Yan had already gotten out of the carriage, while Ma was pulling them around in circles.
Feng Yan and his group of guards clashed with the assassins. Many corpses lay on the ground. She glanced at them and saw that three of their guards were dead, while there were dozens of corpses of the black-clad assassins.
Feng Yan was covered in blood, but fortunately, it wasn't his.
His gaze swept across the room and saw that the black-clad assassins had been reduced to less than twenty men.
That's good. In this way, we can take care of all these assassins in less than half an hour.
It's unclear who is trying to kill Zhu Yu this time, or whether the assassin on his wedding day was hired by the same person.
Just as Lu Xiaoyun smiled, thinking she didn't need to worry, a large group of assassins suddenly emerged from all directions.
They were all masked with black cloths, and carried either bows and arrows or swords; there were several hundred of them.
Lu Xiaoyun's heart skipped a beat again. Holy crap, this is a relentless attack!
This isn't over yet. If this continues, even Feng Yan's formidable martial arts skills won't last long.
Lu Xiaoyun hesitated and moved her feet a little further out. Should she help Feng Yan?
Suddenly, a sword pierced through the roof of the carriage, and Li Feng screamed in fright.
Lu Xiaoyun's face twitched, and without thinking, she grabbed the small table next to her and smashed it against the roof of the car.
The person on the roof didn't expect His Highness Prince An to pull this stunt. He was hit squarely, let out a muffled groan, and was knocked off the roof.
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