The Crown Princess stared at Zu An's retreating figure, her eyes filled with a dazed look.
She has always been the one protecting the Crown Prince, but she is also a woman, and deep down she also needs the protection of a strong man. Unfortunately, given her current status, she can only suppress this thought in her heart and never dare to show it.
Until this moment, the other party shielded her behind him, leaving her to face the powerful assassin alone.
She now understood that this assassin was a master-level assassin, and even Grand Marshal Shi Miao, who was also a master, was no match for her. How could this gold medal envoy possibly withstand her?
Yet the other person resolutely stood in front of her, facing the danger to their life alone.
When the Crown Princess was reading romance novels, she came across a line that said no woman can resist a man who is willing to sacrifice his life for her. At the time, she scoffed at it, thinking it was just the author's wild imagination. But now that she has experienced it firsthand, she suddenly feels the same way.
She didn't know what made this man protect her so much—was it a responsibility, a mission, or something else? She couldn't tell, nor did she want to. She only knew that she would never forget the man's imposing figure at that moment.
Just then, a sinister voice came from behind: "Who dares to cause trouble in the palace!"
She saw a dark red figure fly out. The pale, sickly skin that had never seen the sun for many years, and the cold, gloomy phoenix eyes, all revealed the identity of the person who came—Zhu Xie Chixin!
Upon seeing his arrival, the Crown Princess breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the man who had protected her would not die.
Zuan also breathed a sigh of relief. "Big brother, you've finally arrived. Otherwise, I would have wondered whose territory this palace is."
He had just heard Zhu Xie Chixin rushing towards him at high speed, which was why he deliberately put on a heroic expression and shouted slogans loudly.
So you won't give yourself a promotion or a raise afterward?
Of course, he didn't expect that his unintentional act would have another impact.
Zhu Xie Chixin moved with incredible speed, exchanging a palm strike with the long-haired woman in the blink of an eye. Both of them were shaken; the long-haired woman was sent flying backward, and Zhu Xie Chixin also swayed.
"Huh?" Zhu Xie Chixin glanced at the other party in surprise. Her cultivation level seemed to be more than that of an ordinary grandmaster.
However, he was not worried at all. He knew that he led the Embroidered-Robed Envoys and made the civil and military officials tremble with fear. This was not only due to the emperor's favor, but also ultimately due to his personal strength.
He was originally a Grandmaster at the peak of his cultivation, and recently he has had a sudden enlightenment, vaguely stepping into the threshold of becoming a Great Grandmaster.
Looking across the entire court, apart from the Emperor and Prince Qi, few dared to claim a sure victory over him.
"Your cultivation is so high at such a young age, it's truly admirable. You had such a bright future ahead of you, it's a pity you had to come to the palace to assassinate someone and die." Zhu Xie Chixin sighed, seemingly filled with genuine regret.
The long-haired woman chuckled lightly: "I've long heard that Commander Zhu Xie intimidates the court officials. Seeing him today, I can see his great power. However, he is perhaps a little too arrogant. Do you really think you've already defeated me?"
Zhu Xie Chixin's face remained expressionless: "Further words are pointless."
After saying that, his figure transformed into a bolt of lightning, which actually seemed to be even faster than Zaun's teleportation.
As he moved, crimson flames erupted around him, making him resemble a phoenix.
Zuan clicked his tongue in amazement. Every time he saw Zhu Xie Chixin, he felt a chill to the bone. He thought he was an ice type, but he didn't expect him to be a fire type.
Moreover, his battle stance makes it seem like he's practiced the Phoenix Nirvana Sutra, making him look exactly like a phoenix reincarnated.
Thinking about this, he felt a little envious. Although his genuine "Phoenix Nirvana Sutra" had many miraculous aspects, it didn't have such a cool visual effect when used in battle.
Just then, the Crown Princess's gentle voice came from behind: "My lord, are you injured?"
Zu An was taken aback. In the past, every time he saw the Crown Princess, she was aloof and spoke in a dignified and even somewhat fierce tone. When had he ever spoken to someone so gently?
He cupped his hands in thanks: "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. It's just a minor injury, nothing serious."
In fact, he wasn't injured at all. How could he highlight his contribution if he didn't say it that way on purpose?
The Crown Princess parted her red lips slightly, gazing at the tall figure before her, thinking to herself, "This is a real man. He bleeds but doesn't shed tears, unlike the Crown Prince who would make a fuss over something as simple as accidentally bumping into a table corner."
Zu An was increasingly puzzled. Why was the Crown Princess just staring at him blankly without saying a word?
He coughed lightly and hurriedly asked, "Is the Crown Princess injured anywhere?"
The Crown Princess blushed slightly and shook her head, saying, "It's nothing serious."
She did have some wounds, but how could she tell a man about them?
At this moment, the prince hurriedly cried out, "I'm injured! I'm injured! Look at this huge bump on my head from hitting the pillar! It's all bulging up!"
Crown Princess: "..."
It's true what they say, comparisons are the thief of joy. Look at other people, and then look at my own husband.
She felt truly exhausted.
Zu An smiled slightly: "Your Highness, there's no need to worry. It's just a minor injury. We'll have the imperial physician prescribe some medicine to apply later, and it'll be fine."
"But it really hurts." The Crown Prince pouted, looking aggrieved, and then looked at the Crown Princess. "When I bumped into something before, the Empress Dowager would blow on it for me. Linglong, why don't you blow on it for me? Maybe it will heal faster."
The Crown Princess is about to explode. Do you see me as your wife or your mother?
She snorted coldly, "Blow it yourself."
"Oh~" The prince had long been under her tyranny and was somewhat afraid of her from the bottom of his heart. He dared not say anything more and could only stick out his lower lip and keep blowing upwards with a wronged expression.
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