Lu Qingyan took a breath: "Agate, it seems those people want to kill me. In that case, you still have a glimmer of hope to survive. When you get out, you must stay far away."
Agate's eyes widened in horror as she looked at Lu Qingyan: "Princess, what are you doing?"
"I'm going to fight them!" Lu Qingyan said as she rushed out. She had already harmed Liusu, and she couldn't let Manao get dragged into it too.
She had barely crawled out of the pile of wrecked carriages when a long sword whistled towards her throat. Lu Qingyan grabbed the blade with both hands, turned, released her grip, and kicked. The black-clad man's sword was gone, and he was sent flying. Lu Qingyan leaped lightly, snatched the sword, and engaged the surrounding black-clad men in a fierce fight. Thrusts, blocks, leaning forward, rubbing her waist—Lu Qingyan knew how many people she had killed, but her wounds were multiplying.
Finally, she couldn't hold on any longer and fainted.
In the last moment before I closed my eyes, I seemed to see someone coming towards me.
Lu Qingyan wasn't sure if she was seeing things or if someone was really coming.
When I woke up again, it seemed like a beautiful painting was in front of me.
Lu Qingyan stared blankly at the man dressed in ordinary soldier's clothes, momentarily at a loss for words. He was extraordinary; even in such rough clothes, his innate nobility could not be concealed. His eyebrows and eyes were like blooming peach blossoms, and his long black hair cascaded down like a river. In just an instant, she guessed his identity—Sima Xing, the heir apparent of Prince Xiao'an of Jin.
Such elegance is not something an ordinary person can possess; with such a face, no one would fail to guess who he is.
Seeing that Lu Qingyan had woken up, Sima Xing said casually, "Now that the princess is awake, please remove this arrow from my body."
Sima Xing smiled and casually unbuttoned his clothes.
"Sima Xing!" Lu Qingyan turned around, stomped her foot, and said angrily, "You're supposed to be a young master from a prestigious family, do you have any sense of shame at all?"
Sima Xing chuckled wickedly, “Princess, you are mistaken. Compared to your own life, a sense of shame is of little use in a critical moment. It’s better to discard it. After all, to die under a peony is to die a romantic death.”
"If you keep spouting nonsense, I'll make you a ghost right now!" Lu Qingyan said angrily, her face turning red.
Sima Xing smacked his lips and said, "Alright, alright, please help me remove the arrow, Princess." This made him sound much more serious.
Lu Qingyan stopped arguing with him and turned around to help him remove the arrow.
Sima Xing only had one arrow in his back, but Lu Qingyan had to admit that the location of his wound was quite ingenious. If it had been slightly higher or lower, he could have pulled it out himself. But it was stuck in this spot, so he couldn't do it himself.
Sima Xing shook his head in disappointment: "I thought the princess would be different from ordinary women, that she wouldn't be so distraught and spout such righteous words, but I didn't expect her to be no different. This reaction is extremely disappointing."
Lu Qingyan raised an eyebrow and tightened her grip: "Sima Xing, you seem to be in good spirits right now, so these are probably just minor injuries. In that case, I'm not worried about you having any accidents and losing your life here."
"Tsk tsk, the princess is really ruthless, she actually wanted to take my life!" Sima Xing said as he stood up, dodging Lu Qingyan's clutches.
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