Xiahou Yan immediately shook off the people around him, and the three maids he brought with him were already fighting with the cavalry and guards.

The two sides fought fiercely.

Seeing this, Jiang Muyu whispered a few words into Liang Qingchen's ear.

Afterwards, Liang Qingchen called a cavalryman and gave him some instructions. After the cavalryman understood, he mounted his horse and headed towards the city.

While the fight was still going on over there, Jiang Muyu dragged Liang Qingchen onto the carriage, pressed him into the corner, and started to strip him of his clothes without saying a word.

The armor Liang Qingchen was wearing was not easy to take off, and fearing that she would hurt herself, he quickly grabbed her messy hands and said, "Zhao Zhao, what are you doing?"

"Let me see the injuries on your body."

"Don't look at it, I'm fine."

Jiang Muyu didn't believe it: "You vomited blood, how can you be fine? I didn't let you take off all your clothes, I just looked at the injured parts."

"Later, I'll show you later. You can look wherever you want, but it's not appropriate now."

Seeing his reluctance, Jiang Muyu stopped forcing him and just sat aside and asked, "Didn't I ask you to send someone? Why did you come in person?"

Liang Qingchen wiped the remaining blood from his mouth and said, "It is natural for me to come in person to welcome my beloved concubine."

"Return to me, my king. You are now the emperor of Xuan Cang. Shouldn't you call yourself 'I'?"

"He cannot be considered a true emperor until his coronation ceremony is held."

"It's just a matter of time anyway." Jiang Muyu reached out and touched his slightly tired brows and said, "Thank you for your hard work during this period."

His eyes were gentle as he said, "It's not hard. You took great pains to hold Zhao Yan back, so you should be the one who is working hard..."

He paused and frowned: "Zhao Zhao, you shouldn't put yourself in danger. Dealing with Zhao Yan is like plotting against a tiger."

"No risk, no gain. Just wait, his retribution will come soon."

The sound of fighting outside had not stopped yet. Jiang Muyu walked out and saw that Liang Qingchen and the people she brought with her were more than half dead or injured. One of Xiahou Yan's maids had been killed, and the other two had varying degrees of injuries. Xiahou Yan himself was no match for the four and was about to be defeated.

But at this rate, they obviously cannot trap Xiahou Yan.

Jiang Muyu had a feeling that he might try to escape, but the cavalrymen who had just entered the city had not yet returned.

She immediately called Yunyan and two nearby guards to her side and ordered them, "Drive all the horses together, as far away from Xiahou Yan as possible. If he tries to seize the horses and escape, shoot them immediately.

"Yes." Yun Yan did so immediately.

Over there, Xiahou Yan was fighting and shouting, "Xia Lin, come and fight me alone. What's the point of calling these minions over? It's really an insult to your reputation as a god of war."

Liang Qingchen said: "Anyway, everyone in the world believes that Tianqian's God of War, King Rui, is dead. What does it matter to me if his reputation is tarnished?"

"Bah! You clearly can't beat me. You're bullying the weak with your numbers. You have no martial ethics."

"Why should I talk about martial ethics with a villain like you? If you hadn't shot me in the back, I wouldn't have lost half of my internal energy."

"Then you have wronged me. I was not the one who shot the arrow that poisoned you." After he said this, his shoulder was suddenly cut by a sharp blade.

He cursed inwardly and pulled the maid beside him to stand in front of him. The maid was caught off guard and was stabbed through the chest by the sword.

Without stopping, Xiahou Yansi rushed out of the encirclement with the only remaining maid. He wanted to find a fast horse to escape, but he found that all the horses around him were driven to the other side. He had to pass Liang Qingchen, which was tantamount to walking into a trap.

He didn't have time to care about anything else. Seeing those cavalrymen and guards charging at him desperately, he had to give up the last maid and flew away using his lightness skills.

However, he had only run a few feet away when he heard a gust of wind. He tried to dodge but was still pierced by the arrow in the arm. In pain, he failed to steady himself and fell heavily to the ground.

Liang Qingchen held a curved bow in his hand and said coldly, "Zhao Yan, you forgot that I was the one who taught you archery."

Xiahou Yan covered his wound and looked at the man standing on the carriage from a distance. He snorted lightly and pulled out the arrow from his arm. Blood gushed out. He sealed the acupuncture points on his arm and slowly stood up.

"Xia Lin, the reason I fell into your hands today is not because I lost to you, but because she... made me feel compassionate."

His eyes turned to Jiang Muyu's face, he sneered and shook his head: "You are really old now. If it were back then, I would have killed you without hesitation the moment I had doubts."

Jiang Muyu tilted his head and said, "Then should I thank you for not killing me?"

"Heh - I haven't asked you yet, why do you seem to know me so well?"

She pursed her lips and said, "How much do you think my husband knows about you?"

He frowned and remained silent.

Liang Qingchen ordered him to be arrested.

But at this moment, the maid broke free from the shackles and ran towards him, then threw out a handful of powder at lightning speed.

The flying powder instantly blinded many people's eyes and burned their skin. More than a dozen people fell to the ground, covering their eyes and wailing.

"It's poison powder!" Liang Qingchen immediately took off his cloak, jumped down from the carriage, stood in front of Jiang Muyu, and covered her head with the cloak.

Jiang Muyu subconsciously grabbed his wrist and said anxiously: "He's trying to run!"

"He can't run away."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of horse hooves approaching from afar, followed by Xu Lang's voice: "Master, I am late!"

Liang Qingchen's cold voice came: "Catch him!"

"Yes." Xu Lang led his men on horseback to chase after them.

Liang Qingchen handed Jiang Muyu over to Yun Yan and said, "Protect her well." Then he mounted his tall and strong horse and chased after her.

Xiahou Yan had just run into the dense forest when he suddenly heard a sound of something cutting through the air, and he immediately dodged it.

The next moment, dense arrows flew towards them. He just managed to dodge them with injuries all over his body, but the maid was not so lucky. She was shot to death in front of him.

Xiahou Yan gritted his teeth and hid behind a tree, not daring to show up for a while.

After a while, the movement outside stopped, and Xiahou Yan became even more alert.

There must be something wrong when things are abnormal. Xia Lin must be using some trick to force him to show up.

Just as he was puzzled, a squeaking sound suddenly came from his feet. His eyes widened almost immediately and his gaze moved downwards in fear.

When he saw the rat that was bigger than a cat, he gasped and stepped back repeatedly. His fingers were bleeding as he gripped the tree trunk, but he could not retreat.

Several fat gray mice crawled out from the bushes next to him one after another. They were all wet and approached him with pairs of red eyes.

Xiahou Yan finally couldn't stand it anymore and came out from behind the tree. A big net fell from the sky and covered him. He took out his dagger, but couldn't cut the rope.

"Stop struggling. An ordinary dagger can't cut continuously." Liang Qingchen's voice came from above his head.