But sometimes, reality is a little different from what is expected.
As Wen Heming sensed that something was amiss in the surrounding air, the carriage came to a silent stop.
"Silence! Be on guard!"
The voice was extremely familiar; Wen Hemian had heard it before.
He is the leader of the Flying Wind Camp.
She hadn't seen him among the guards; now that she thought about it, he was really well hidden.
However, Xie Lang had a backup plan, and so did she.
Now that it's been discovered, there's no point in hiding it anymore.
The mountains and forests here are dense, and the people coming have a clear goal. They probably found out which carriage Wen Hemian was riding in beforehand, and they came towards us with arrows mixed with swords.
Feifeng no longer concealed himself, leading his men to meet the attack. He blocked with his scimitar in mid-air, sweeping away a group of enemies with a whoosh, and shouted loudly, "Protect Lord Wen!"
A small number of them also headed towards the imperial physicians sitting in the carriages behind, so some of them had to be sent to protect them.
Wen Heming's guards surrounded the carriage, and Changzhu said in a solemn voice, "Your Highness, please do not come out!"
The interior of the carriage had also been specially modified. Despite the constant sounds of clashing weapons coming from outside, the carriage was not pierced by arrows, which was truly astonishing.
"How terrifying!" The system shrank into Wen Heming's arms. "Oh no, I have a feeling the little emperor is heading this way."
Wen Heming frowned: "What?"
"Yes, that's right. The young emperor is coming this way, and he's accompanied by many people."
The system spoke faster, as if urging: "You need to think it through. If you want to leave, you'd better seize the opportunity quickly, or it will be too late."
Wen Hemian opened her mouth, but before she could answer the question, she heard someone outside cursing: "Damn it, why are there still people here!"
He knew there were many people who wanted Lord Wen dead, otherwise His Majesty wouldn't have specially arranged for him to come here, but he didn't expect there to be so many. When Fei Feng saw the third party who had infiltrated the battle, his gaze suddenly sharpened.
It was the remnant of Ning Hechu's rebel army that the Left Vice Minister of War had led away!
After days of pursuit and interception, the rebels were filthy and in a sorry state. Their leader was especially disheveled, his hair streaked with dry leaves, and he laughed maniacally: "Didn't expect that, did you? I was waiting for you here! Kill Wen Hemian and bring her head to the little emperor!"
"Since you won't let us have an easy time, then let's all die together! Kill!"
The sudden appearance of the rebels instantly reversed the entire situation. The assassins, who were originally at a disadvantage, seized this opportunity and launched even more fierce attacks.
The rebels were even more insane than the assassins; they killed as many as they could, and the innocent imperial physicians were also targeted.
Screams erupted instantly, and even the imperial physicians had to draw their swords to protect themselves.
For the first time, Wen Hemian realized how valuable her life was. She glanced at the system, then, without thinking twice, grabbed her sword and rushed out.
You can't just sit in your car and watch so many people fight for you without feeling guilty.
Amidst the endless rain of arrows, the figure that charged out was particularly dazzling. A sharp sword light flashed, leaving several afterimages. Wen Hemian dodged the flashing swords and blades, her movements swift and decisive, instantly slitting the throats of several people.
"Lord Wen actually knows martial arts!"
This is a common thought that flashes through the minds of many people.
The situation was urgent and there was no room for complacency. Fei Feng temporarily relaxed, raised his hand to block the assassin's attack, and swept his leg to send him off the cliff.
This official road had been in disrepair for many years and was already difficult to travel on. On one side was a dense forest and on the other side was a steep cliff. Even carriages had to be careful when passing through here. Now that things had gotten chaotic, it was unknown how many people had fallen. The scene was extremely tragic.
The system seemed to have gained higher privileges. Wen Hemian gritted her teeth and asked it in her mind, "How much longer until Xie Lang arrives?"
Despite her departure, Wen Hemian couldn't bear to see more people implicated, so she was helping to clear out the rebels. However, as time passed, she became exhausted.
Looking around at the people, everyone's situation was pretty much the same.
System: "Hang in there a little longer, almost there!"
Wen Heming let out a breath, catching his breath under the cover of the bamboo pole. His gaze swept across the crowd and he saw the Left Vice Minister of War trying to hide behind the crowd. He sneered inwardly, "I'll go over and kill him!"
In the rush, Changzhu had no time to grab her and could only watch as she flew away. He seemed to hear the deafening sound of horses' hooves and suddenly caught a glimpse of a group of people rushing towards them.
The system shouted: "The little emperor has arrived!"
At the same time, Wen Hemian caught the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of War trying to escape. The man was as slippery as a fish and had some martial arts skills. Seeing that he could not escape, he simply hardened his eyes and suddenly rammed into Wen Hemian's direction.
Beside her was a steep cliff. In the midst of her movement, Wen Heming turned to dodge, but her foot slipped and she lost her footing, falling backward. The wind whistled in her ears, and a feeling of weightlessness swept over her. She couldn't help but close her eyes.
Behind him came gasps of surprise from the crowd—
"Lord Wen!"
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"
...
Xie Lang felt happy at the thought that Wen Hemian would be back soon.
He recently dealt with all the restless people and had long been planning to hand over the position of Grand Secretary to Wen Hemian.
He had long known that his tutor was not a beautiful canary confined in a cage, but a bird soaring freely in the sky, so he had been planning to make it even more perfect.
They need to be very, very close, so close that outsiders cannot distinguish them.
The position of Grand Secretary is good, so he will always trust Wen Hemian. With this important responsibility, Wen Hemian will not easily shirk his duties.
They are destined to be entangled forever.
But for some reason, even though all of this could be fully realized once she returned, Xie Lang suddenly felt a great sense of panic, as if a large part of him had been emptied, and a feeling of unease lingered in his heart.
Just then, Huo Ping came to report, and without saying a word, he said, "Prepare the horses and come with me to fetch the Grand Tutor."
Huo Ping wanted to say that it seemed a bit early, as Lord Wen might only be halfway there yet, and it would probably take them a long time to get there. However, seeing the young emperor's expression, he immediately dared not say anything and had no choice but to go and make preparations.
Accompanied by the Imperial Guards, the group rode day and night, finally arriving at the territory of Yuzhou.
On the official road, before even getting close, they could vaguely hear the sounds of fighting coming from afar. Xie Lang's expression changed, and he whipped his horse and charged forward.
Huo Ping's expression turned grave, and he quickly led his men to follow.
Despite rushing as fast as they could, they were still late.
When Xie Lang arrived, he only saw a figure in white fluttering about, like a butterfly with broken wings, plunging straight into the bottomless cliff, impossible to catch.
Everyone panicked.
The young emperor's expression turned terrifying in that instant; his eyes were bloodshot and his voice was chillingly cold.
"kill!"
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