This illusory moon brocade paired with my flowing crimson robe is truly stunning. Using it as a flying artifact, I don't need to exert any effort at all.
Simply think of the place you want to go in your mind.
Thus, I finally had a chance to deal with the pursuers. In order to escape, I didn't care about anything else and attacked with a Flaming Nether Palm. With the support of spiritual power, the Nine Netherworld Fire was no longer just a tinderbox for burning and lighting.
But the thief behind me was no pushover either. Although my attacks were fierce, I had never actually fought anyone before, and my skills were still immature. He, on the other hand, was an old hand, agile and easily dodged my attacks.
I was not convinced and struck again, but he dodged it once more.
I was even more indignant and attacked desperately. After missing more than ten times, I finally managed to land a hit. He didn't seem to be in a hurry to catch me and take me back. He just kept dodging and didn't fight back. He just chased me at a distance that was neither too close nor too far. I was so angry that I could only watch helplessly.
I tried my best to deal with him while releasing phoenix cries to send messages to the outside world. Before, when I was imprisoned by my older cousin in that strange cave, I had been trying to send messages to the outside world using paper cranes, but to no avail.
Now that my spiritual power has been restored, I immediately used the Phoenix Cry. Whenever any of my demon clan disciples see it, they must send a message to my father's Siwu Palace.
Right after I delivered the message, the thief who had been relentlessly pursuing me stopped and watched from a distance.
Then a phoenix's cry reached my ears.
"Your subordinate Lin Shen and the Second Prince have come on the orders of the Demon Lord to find the Third Princess. We have missed her dearly. Third Princess, please do not run away any longer. Please come with me to see the Second Prince."
People in the distance bowed to me from afar.
I then looked closely behind me, and although I couldn't see clearly, I could indeed see a bit of Lin Shen's flamboyant style.
I stopped the phoenix's cry, slowed down my flight, and gradually closed the distance between us, but I was unwilling to stop there. If he really was Lin Shen, that would be perfect. If not, this distance would still give me room to maneuver.
After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, I finally saw the appearance of the person who came. It was indeed my Demon Clan's eternally icy envoy, Lord Lin Shenjun.
Only then did I feel relieved, put away the red ribbon in my hand, and meet him.
"Lin Shen greets the Third Princess."
The atmosphere was a little awkward, so I quickly told him to get up.
Before he could ask any further questions, she asked, "Why hasn't Second Brother come?"
The words had barely left my mouth when I realized something was wrong. Could it be that the person I had accidentally injured was my second brother? Sure enough, before I could make amends, Lin Shen cut off my hopes.
"The person who was just sent flying by the princess's palm strike was the Second Prince. He is currently on his way. The princess is still recovering from her serious injuries and should not travel. I have overstepped my bounds."
After saying that, he picked me up around the waist without saying another word.
I instinctively tried to break free, but I heard him say, "Your Highness is already seriously injured and has not yet recovered. Just now, due to the fighting between my subordinates, you have depleted your vital energy. If you do not want to anger the Second Prince, it is best not to break free."
The thought of beating up my second brother makes my eyelids twitch.
Others may not know, but I know him well. My second brother always appears as a kind, gentle, and refined gentleman in front of outsiders, but in reality, he's a smiling tiger who holds grudges and has countless ways to torment people.
Although I have never seen my second brother lose his temper with me, I have personally witnessed him kick one of his maids so badly that she was crippled and could no longer cultivate.
Thinking of this, my heart sank. That maid had only dirtied his clothes and yet she was punished like this. I don't know if it would be too late to chop off my hand and make soup for my second brother.
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