Jiang Luoluo kept reminding herself that she was in a novel world, and if she didn't take action, she would be the one to die.
But Jiang Luoluo's tears still fell silently like beads from a broken string.
She remembered the first time she took nerves from a rabbit in medical school. In the end, her chin and hands trembled, tears streaming down her face, as she had to grit her teeth and push the air syringe into the rabbit's blood vessel.
Jiang Luoluo stubbornly tried to pull out the dagger, but her whole body was trembling violently.
Seeing this, Xie Yizhi strode forward, his warm, rough hand covering the soft, boneless hand. His cold eyes softened as he gazed intently at Jiang Luoluo, awkwardly comforting her, "You'll get used to it after killing a few more times!"
Jiang Luoluo sniffed, her misty eyes meeting his gaze. Xie Yizhi nodded to Jiang Luoluo, and with a sudden burst of strength, the two of them together pulled out the dagger.
Yao Shiyu moved closer to Gu Boyuan and pointed in the direction of Jiang Luoluo. Gu Boyuan looked in the direction she pointed and saw Xie Yizhi holding Jiang Luoluo's hand tightly.
Xie Yizhi took the dagger from Jiang Luoluo's hand and then took out a handkerchief from his pocket. He originally wanted to wipe the blood off the dagger, but then he remembered something and handed the handkerchief back to Jiang Luoluo.
Jiang Luoluo understood, took a handkerchief and wiped away the tears on her face, then, as if possessed, handed it back to Xie Yizhi.
Xie Yizhi took it naturally and carefully wiped the blood off the dagger.
Mo Yang nudged Mo Feng with his elbow. Their prince had always been a germaphobe. He would never reuse anything that someone else had used. Once, at a palace banquet, when the princess was pouring wine for him, her skirt accidentally touched his wine cup, and he smashed the cup on the spot.
But the way their prince took the handkerchief just now was so natural and casual, without the slightest hesitation.
Just as Mo Yang was winking and making faces, Xie Yizhi threw the blood-stained handkerchief into the fire and handed the dagger back to Jiang Luoluo.
Gu Boyuan stormed over, his voice filled with rage, and demanded, "Luo Luo, you are my betrothed. What kind of behavior is this, getting entangled with another man?"
Jiang Luoluo took a step back, glanced at Gu Boyuan, and said coldly, "Young General Gu, that won't be the case for long."
Dingdang quickly walked over and helped Jiang Luoluo up. Jiang Luoluo ignored Gu Boyuan and turned to ask Xie Yizhi, "Your Highness, did you bring any wine?"
Xie Yizhi coldly ordered Mo Yang, who was making faces at him, "Bring the wine over."
Mo Yang accepted the order and left. The fire in the valley was huge. Yao Shiyu's carriage and Liu Dayong's prison cart were already charred black. Jiang Luoluo's carriage had started to catch fire, but fortunately it was extinguished in time. Her parents' memorial tablets had been rescued.
Xie Yizhi's carriage was at the very front, completely undamaged.
Seeing that Jiang Luoluo ignored him, Gu Boyuan became even angrier. He had never been humiliated like this by Jiang Luoluo before. Even if he was angry, there should be limits. It had been several days since his affair with Yao Shiyu happened.
In the past, as long as he beckoned with his finger or gave him a look, Jiang Luoluo would happily follow him over. He reached out to grab Jiang Luoluo.
Xie Yi stepped forward and blocked Jiang Luoluo's path, his entire being radiating a fierce aura, as if the surroundings were shrouded in frost. His sharp gaze pierced Gu Boyuan.
Gu Boyuan also looked at Xie Yizhi. The two stared at each other across the distance, and it seemed as if invisible sparks exploded in the air. The wind whipped up Xie Yizhi's black robes, making them rustle loudly, and endless killing intent emanated from his body.
Hearing Xiao Hong's low neighing, Jiang Luoluo felt a pang of sympathy. She instinctively walked over to Xiao Hong, gently stroked its face, and said, "Xiao Hong, I'll pull out your arrow in a bit. Just bear with it."
Little Red exhaled warm breath from her nostrils and rubbed her face against Jiang Luoluo's palm, as if she understood what Jiang Luoluo had just said.
Yao Shiyu shuffled over to Jiang Luoluo's side and said sarcastically, "Oh, cousin, is your little red horse injured?"
Jiang Luoluo had already walked to the back of the horse, her eyes fixed on the arrow stuck in the horse's rump, completely ignoring what Yao Shiyu was saying.
Yao Shiyu continued to provoke, "Cousin, I know you're afraid of blood, and you're helpless with this arrow wound. Why don't you grant me and Brother Boyuan our wish? Then I'll consider helping your horse, after all, I'm your mother's last disciple."
Dingdang's face turned ashen, and she held her sword as if about to draw it. How dare they mention their mistress!
Jiang Luoluo took out a bottle of anesthetic powder from her sleeve, poured it on the spot where Xiao Hong was shot, then clapped her hands and put the bottle back into her sleeve.
She glanced at Yao Shiyu and said disdainfully, "He's just a man, someone I've already had my fill of. I'll give him to you!"
Upon hearing this, Yao Shiyu's face turned pale and then red. Jiang Luoluo had completely lost the composure of a well-bred young lady and spoke without restraint. Yao Shiyu was so angry that she couldn't catch her breath.
On the other side, Gu Boyuan was defeated. He was angry, but he didn't dare to do anything to the prince. The prince was the emperor's own brother, while he was just a fifth-rank junior general.
He retorted, "Your Highness, Luo Luo is my betrothed. I hope Your Highness will keep your distance from her."
Xie Yizhi snorted lightly, his eyes filled with murderous intent, "Are you teaching me how to do things?"
Gu Boyuan's heart sank. He had witnessed Xie Yizhi's decisiveness and ruthlessness in Liu Dayong. He clasped his hands and said, "Your subject dares not!"
Xie Yizhi, his murderous aura still lingering, continued, "What kind of nonsense is it for General Gu to completely disregard the life and death of his betrothed and to be embracing and hugging other women?"
Gu Boyuan hurriedly said, "Shiyu is Luoluo's cousin, and also my cousin. I'm just taking care of her on her behalf, nothing more. I hope Your Highness Prince Yi won't misunderstand."
Xie Yizhi's lips curled up, seemingly mocking and contemptuous. "Cousin? How many good sisters do you have? Instead of wasting your time, you should think more about the origins of these men in black."
After saying this, Xie Yizhi took the wine pot from Mo Yang and walked straight towards Jiang Luoluo.
Seeing Jiang Luoluo now is like seeing his past self. Xie Yizhi always feels a pang of guilt. The first time he killed someone was in the snow. Just like Jiang Luoluo, he was terrified. It wasn't until Mo Yang and Mo Feng found him and gave him a pot of wine that he felt like he had come back to life after drinking a few sips.
When Yao Shiyu saw Xie Yizhi coming this way, she gritted her teeth and left in a huff.
Xie Yizhi stopped next to Jiang Luoluo, poured a small half-cup of wine, and handed it to her. Jiang Luoluo glanced at the small wine glass and said in confusion, "Your Highness, that's too little. Fill it up."
Xie Yizhi frowned slightly and said with displeasure, "Don't overindulge in alcohol. What do you think this is?"
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