Lin Xuan knew he had gotten himself into trouble, his face flushing red and then turning pale: "I...I'll go save them! You all run!"
After speaking, he lifted his foot to go downstairs.
Blood was still dripping from his hands.
Yuan Yao called out to him, "Lin Xuan, come back!"
Lin Xuan paused for a moment.
Yuan Yao looked at Can Feng: "Go save them! Can't you fly? Carry the Crown Prince and the others out of the Foreign Academy!"
"But..." Canfeng hesitated.
"Go now!" Yuan Yao's childish voice carried an air of authority.
With no other option, Canfeng took a deep breath and flew down from the ten-story tower.
Seeing this, Yuan Yao said to the remaining people, "What are you standing there for? Run!"
Are you stupid?
If we don't run now, the rebels will break in soon, and we'll be in big trouble up here!
At Yuan Yao's command, the children ran downstairs.
There are no doors between the courtyards of the National Academy.
Soon, a dozen or so assassins gathered at the South Courtyard, all carrying knives, and headed towards the tower.
Yuan Yao was looking up downstairs when she accidentally stepped on the hem of her skirt.
Just as she was about to fall, a hand caught her.
She looked up.
Jiang Chengyan frowned and said, "Your skirt is in the way!"
After speaking, he grabbed the hem of Yuan Yao's skirt and was about to tear it.
Yuan Yao: "?"
She yanked her skirt back: "Don't tear it!"
In this day and age, without any undergarments, if you tear off your skirt, you're left with bare legs. How embarrassing!
“You…” Jiang Chengyan was furious: “You’re just a little girl who’s been weaned, what are you afraid of? If you’re really worried about ruining your reputation, then I… I will…”
"What?" Yuan Yao asked.
Jiang Chengyan suddenly blushed.
At this moment, Xie Zhi caught up and said to Jiang Chengyan, "You go your way, I'll carry Xiao Yao'er."
He was the biggest one here.
Although Lin Xuan was second best, his hand was injured and he couldn't carry anyone.
Jiang Chengyan and Feng Xun are too young...
Seeing this, Jiang Chengyan snorted coldly, flicked his sleeve, and ran downstairs.
Xie Zhi squatted down and said to Yuan Yao, "Come on up!"
Yuan Yao looked up and saw that Xie Zhi's clothes had several cuts on the back, and his white clothes were stained with blood.
This child, even though he was injured himself, still carried her on his back...
She pursed her lips: "Xie Zhi, you're injured."
Upon hearing that he was injured, Xie Zhi laughed and said, "What's a little injury to a man? Are you afraid I can't carry you? Come on up! They've broken in!"
Yuan Yao glared at her short legs with resentment, gritted her teeth, and climbed onto Xie Zhi's back: "If you're in pain, put me down. I can actually run pretty fast."
"Okay! Hold on tight!" Xie Zhi chuckled again, then carried her downstairs, huffing and puffing.
The group arrived downstairs just as the assassins arrived.
Upon seeing the group, one of them sneered, "What great luck we have today! The Crown Prince has been found, along with the Ninth Prince's daughter, the Prince of Pingnan's heir, the young Marquis of Dingjun's son, the Second Prince, and the Prince of Xiqiu..."
"Even if I take you all with me in death, Prince Xuanping will be very happy in the afterlife!"
"Insolence!" Jiang Chengyan shouted coldly, his eyes red. "If you traitors kill us, my father will surely tear you to pieces!"
"Tear them to pieces?" The assassins exchanged glances and laughed indifferently. "We've lived for this day! Prepare to die!"
After saying this, the men drew their knives and rushed towards them.
Upon seeing this, Yuan Yao's legs went weak.
Her dress was stained with Xie Zhi's blood, and she looked disheveled, like a little blood-soaked person.
Seeing people rushing over, she instinctively stepped forward, spread her arms, and shouted, "Stop right there!"
"Xiao Yao'er!" Xie Zhi reached out, wanting to pull her back.
"Yuan Yao!"
"Come back!"
Jiang Chengyan and the others tried to pull her back.
Yuan Yao, without turning her head, said, "Don't move!"
After speaking, she looked at the assassins and asked in a childish voice, "What do you want us to do before you let us go?"
I must not die here today.
She had only been here a short time, accepted her new identity, and was determined to be a child again and live happily...
She can't die now!
The assassins stopped upon hearing the sound.
One of them sneered, "You're just a eunuch's daughter, so young, yet you've got quite the nerve!"
Another chimed in, laughing maliciously, "I've heard that when eunuchs lose that thing, they become perverted and twisted, and they'll keep prostitutes or adopted daughters to vent their frustrations."
The little princess is so cute, your father, who is over nine thousand years old, must love you very much.
Why don't you tell us how much your father loved you...?
"call out……"
A steel needle, as thick as a finger, pierced through the air and accurately penetrated the assassin's throat.
The next second, the assassin fell stiffly to the ground, dying with his eyes wide open.
A faint and ethereal voice echoed from afar: "Why do you choose to be beasts instead of human beings? Since that's the case, I will send you to the animal realm!"
After another series of "whoosh" sounds, a dozen or so assassins had their tendons in their hands and feet severed by steel needles and fell to their knees.
"Father!" Yuan Yao called out to the sky, her eyes red.
The next moment, the Ninth Prince, dressed in flowing red robes, landed gracefully, his narrow eyes sweeping over the group of disheveled children with a cold glint in them.
His gaze fell on Yuan Yao, his pupils contracting slightly: "You're injured?"
Yuan Yao pursed her lips, puffed out her cheeks, and ran towards the Ninth Prince with her short legs, her eyes reddening: "Father, you're alright, that's so good!"
Her voice trembled uncontrollably.
There wasn't a trace of blood on the Ninth Prince; instead, there was a rich, cool fragrance that put people at ease.
The Ninth Prince squatted down, lifted Yuan Yao's chin, and spun her around: "Where did the blood on your body come from?"
Yuan Yao pointed at Xie Zhi: "Father, the blood is Xie Zhi's!"
Xie Zhi and Lin Xuan were injured while trying to save our students from these assassins. Just now, when we came down from the tower, he carried me on his back, which is why I got blood on my hands..."
Xie Zhi's lips were pale, but he smiled brightly: "This young master is fine."
With so much blood lost, how could it not be a problem?
Lin Xuan pursed his lips and said irritably, "It'll hurt you to death! You're so badly injured, yet you still have to show off!"
"Aren't you the same?" Xie Zhi glanced at Lin Xuan's hand.
Seeing this, the Ninth Prince raised his hand and said to the air, "Go, find a doctor."
"Yes," a voice replied.
The Ninth Prince glanced at the assassin whose tendons were severed and who was writhing on the ground in pain, and coldly said, "Remnant Wind!"
Canfeng didn't reply to him.
Suddenly, the temperature around the Ninth Prince dropped.
He looked at Yuan Yao: "Where's Canfeng?"
Yuan Yao opened her mouth and obediently said, "Father... I sent Canfeng to rescue the Crown Prince and Huairou and Huaiyao..."
Upon hearing this, the Ninth Prince's narrow eyes flashed with cold light as he coldly replied, "Very well."
Um?
What's so good about it?
Yuan Yao couldn't help but shiver.
The next second, the Ninth Prince uttered two cold words from his thin lips: "Broken Moon!"
A lithe black figure, like a crescent moon breaking through the clouds, landed mid-air and knelt down.
The Ninth Prince said coldly, "Bring Canfeng's head to me!"
"Yes!" the guard named Poyue replied emotionlessly.
"etc!!"
Is the Ninth Prince going to kill Canfeng?
It's just because Canfeng was ordered by her to rescue people and couldn't stay by her side to protect her all the time?
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