Chapter 81 Shura Xuesha, give me your life!
Xiyan took the opportunity to retreat three steps away and bowed:
"Thank you, Your Highness, for saving my life. I am not injured."
"Miss, have you offended anyone? Why would they want to kill a weak woman like you?"
Xiyan shook her head:
"I don't know, maybe they are robbers who want to kill people and steal money."
Helian Feng curled his lips slightly:
"Really? This Fanyin Temple has always been peaceful. Why would the thieves choose to strike in broad daylight?"
Xiyan suddenly looked up and saw the smile in Helian Feng's eyes. She coughed lightly and said in a neither humble nor arrogant manner:
"Of course I don't know. I hope His Royal Highness will conduct a thorough investigation to prevent any thieves from causing chaos under the Emperor's feet and tarnishing the reputation of Yandu. Now, I must return home as soon as possible to avoid worrying the Concubine Dowager. I will take my leave."
After he finished speaking, he bowed again, turned around and took half a step when Helian Feng called him:
"Wait a minute!"
He looked at the pretty face that seemed to keep people at a distance, and his tone became gentler:
"This forest is remote. If the thieves return, how will a weak woman like you deal with it? How about I take you back?"
Xiyan was slightly stunned. She didn't know whether Helian Feng was being mysterious. It was obvious that he had become suspicious.
However, she remembered that if she went on her own, she might be ambushed again. Those two assassins weren't a big deal, but Chu Jin must have been lurking in the shadows, following her. If she revealed her identity, Xiao Nanyan would definitely not let her go, and she would be dead too.
After thinking about it, she nodded slightly, with gratitude on her face:
"Then... I'll trouble you, Your Highness the Crown Prince!"
"No problem! It's just a piece of cake!"
At this moment, Chu Jin suddenly emerged from the shadows of the trees, a few dead leaves clinging to the hem of his red robe. His gaze swept across Xi Yan like a knife:
"Since Your Highness has a heart of compassion for women, Chu Jin is willing to accompany you as your escort!"
"Okay! Then let's go back to Fanyin Temple. The carriage is still there!" Helian Feng looked indifferent and nodded slightly.
"Thank you, Imperial Master!"
Xiyan Fuli thanked him, but she was secretly glad in her heart: It was indeed Chu Jin hiding in the forest. Fortunately, she didn't reveal her identity just now. Why did this guy always keep staring at her?
The three of them walked back along the bluestone path.
Helian Feng deliberately slowed down his pace and walked side by side with Xiyan, asking her about some trivial matters in the palace. Xiyan answered carefully without making any mistakes.
Chu Jin was even more calm and followed the two of them casually.
Just as they were about to leave the Zen temple, Xiyan suddenly heard a cold shout from behind:
"Xura Xuesha, give me your life!"
Immediately afterwards, she felt a sharp palm wind, with a biting chill, hitting her vest directly!
Xiyan's blood seemed to freeze in an instant, and in a flash, she had changed countless thoughts.
If Chu Jin took the palm strike head-on, she would be seriously injured if not killed. However, if she dodged sideways, her martial arts skills would be exposed, which would be equivalent to admitting that she was Xuesha. Even if she returned alive, Xiao Nanyan would never forgive her!
Her eyelashes trembled violently, but she gritted her teeth, calmed her breath, and pretended not to know.
Chu Jin didn't expect that she didn't dodge. His pupils suddenly shrank. He wanted to withdraw his palm power the moment it touched her clothes, but because his moves were old, the palm power still hit her on the back.
"ah!"
Xiyan screamed and spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the white collar of her shirt red. Her body fell forward like a kite with a broken string.
"Xiyan!"
Helian Feng cried out in shock and hurriedly reached out to hug her limp body. He looked down at the woman in his arms, her face was as pale as paper, and she had already fainted!
Chu Jin looked at the beautiful person in front of him, without a trace of anger, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes——
When the palm wind touched her just now, she didn't feel any internal resistance at all. It was clear that she was a weak woman who didn't know any martial arts.
Could it be that he, the Poison King Chu Jin, guessed wrong?
"A Jin! Why are you so harsh?" Helian Feng looked up and scolded Chu Jin.
The beauty in his arms had fallen into a coma, with blood clotted at the corners of her mouth, which made him feel nervous:
"Didn't I tell you? Just give it a try. No matter if she is Xuesha or not, you are not allowed to harm her life, you ah you!"
Chu Jin rubbed his hands together, looking away with an embarrassed expression:
"Maybe she is pretending?" His arrogance was a little less than before.
Helian Feng rolled his eyes at him and snorted coldly:
"Even if you're pretending, you're not allowed to hurt her again!"
After saying that, he exerted a little force and picked up Xi Yan horizontally, his movements gentle, as if he was holding a fragile doll.
"Quick, take the sedan chair back to the Prince's Mansion!"
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