After all, the other side had more people and more power. The secret guards around Murong Yan who were highly skilled in martial arts were entangled by Ye Qingshan again. The only five or six remaining guards had experienced many ambushes and were exhausted. They were quickly defeated.
Several people fell to the ground, including the enemy's killers and Murong Yan's personal guards.
Ye Wanqing hid in the dark and watched. Seeing that Murong Yan was weak, she quickly took off her bra, tied her legs tightly with a cloth, and looked for an opportunity to go forward to help.
There were only two guards left around Murong Yan. They protected him tightly with weapons and struggled with the seven or eight enemies.
The two killers found an opening and slashed at Murong Yan with their knives. Murong Yan blocked a few attacks with his sword. Another person quickly rushed in front of him and drew his knife to slash at his back while he turned around to block.
Seeing the blade reflecting the firelight about to cut his back, Ye Wanqing was startled and whispered to be careful.
She strode forward and knocked the killer's knife away with the branch in her hand.
Murong Yan turned around in surprise, only to see Ye Wanqing standing behind him with disheveled hair, her disordered breathing revealing her panic.
"Qingqing!" Murong Yan was both surprised and happy. Before he could open his mouth to talk to her, the killers had already rushed up. His only two remaining guards had been chopped to the ground by the killers at some point.
"I didn't expect the prince's secret guard is such a beauty. What future can you have as a secret guard? It's better for you to follow your brothers and enjoy the good life!"
The remaining assassins saw that someone came out to protect Murong Yan and mistook her for the prince's secret guard. The leader, seeing that they were outnumbered, laughed arrogantly again.
Ye Wanqing didn't say anything more. He picked up the sword stuck in the corpse and started to perform a set of Ye family sword techniques.
The black hair fluttered with the wind of the sword, and the sword moves were clear, the posture was elegant, and the blade fell with great speed.
The wind died down, the torches shone brighter, and three killers fell to the ground.
This is the sword technique that her father Ye Qingshan taught her personally, and it was created by her grandfather, General Ye.
She had practiced this sword technique very diligently, but had never performed it so smoothly.
At this moment, despite having a fever and being injured, Ye Wanqing found strength from nowhere and used the sword technique very smoothly, knocking down the three killers neatly.
Although she had doubted Murong Yan's motives for approaching Chen Xu, was confused about their friendship, and was resentful of Murong Yan for cutting off her brother's fingers.
But when she saw Murong Yan was in danger, she still wanted to do her best to help and protect him.
She didn't even care whether Shen Xu's daughter body would be exposed or not. She even forgot the pain in her legs and didn't even have the strength to support her body anymore...
The remaining killers around saw this man coming up and killing three people swiftly, and they couldn't help but hesitate to attack.
Ye Wanqing forced herself to hold on to her gradually blurring consciousness and struggled to chop down another killer who rushed towards her.
Murong Yan no longer hesitated in his attack, swinging his sword and slashing. His originally exhausted body suddenly burst out with amazing strength.
In a blink of an eye, all the killers on the mudflat fell down.
Ye Wanqing staggered forward two steps, half-knelt on the ground with his sword in hand, and panted heavily with his head down.
Seeing those killers fall to the ground, the huge rock hanging in her heart fell down, and the strength in her body seemed to be drained away. The bones around her seemed to be weighed down by a heavy burden, and she was so tired that she even had difficulty breathing.
"Qingqing!" Murong Yan quickly dropped the sword in his hand and hugged her exhausted body.
He was also exhausted and frightened, and there was still some shock in his disordered breathing. His originally gentle voice became hoarse and trembling, but he could not hide his excitement to see her alive.
"I finally found you!"
Ye Wanqing let him hold her tightly, her exhausted face filled with worry. She asked weakly, "Your Highness, are you okay?"
"Qingqing, your voice...what's wrong with you?" Murong Yan looked at her face in surprise.
Ye Wanqing was seen with her hair loose, her heroic eyes softened by tiredness, her pale face and chapped lips made her look broken and delicate.
It was Shen Xu's face, but why did his voice become so thin...
Murong Yan raised his hand and touched the back of her neck in confusion. The raised scar was still there.
It was Chen Xu's scar for sure.
But why does Shen Xu in front of me look more and more like a girl when he has this voice?
The more Murong Yan thought about it, the more confused he became. Suddenly, he remembered the day he saw her wearing women's clothing. For some unknown reason, he reached out and touched Ye Wanqing's chest...
It's okay if you don't touch it, but once you do, you'll be shocked. That soft and elastic touch is definitely not what a man should have...
Ye Wanqing felt a dirty hand grabbing her chest, and her body trembled immediately. She subconsciously took two steps back and broke free from his arms.
"You, you scoundrel, I saved you, how could you take advantage of this opportunity to touch my breasts!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she covered her mouth and looked at him in horror. Her dizzy and swollen head became much clearer in an instant as she was startled.
It’s over, the prince knows that Shen Xu is a girl!
"Qingqing, Ah Xu... Ah Xu how... Why does Ah Xu have breasts? Are those his breasts or your breasts?" Murong Yan asked incoherently, his mind suddenly recalling the first time he saw her wearing women's clothes...
Exploded.
"My brother is actually a girl!"
Ye Wanqing hurriedly covered his mouth and warned in a low voice: "Your Highness, please stop yelling. You'll attract people here!"
"What the hell is going on?"
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