Chapter 32 Wounded Stab...
The assassination came very suddenly.
Masked men in black emerged from all directions, wielding longswords whose cold, gleaming blades terrified the pampered group. They cried and screamed, turning the once sacred sacrificial site into chaos. Even the nobles had lost their composure.
Yan Yize had already guessed this, and she did not lose her composure due to the chaotic scene. She decisively grabbed Shang Xu's arm and steadily led him towards a safe corner.
"Stay close to me."
This was the first time Shang Xu had faced such a scene. Although she had warned him, he was still frightened. His face drained of color, and his pale lips resembled snow in winter, making him appear as if he were about to collapse.
The men in black were after Yan Yize, so they were naturally eyeing her with hostility. While dealing with them, she also had to keep an eye on Shang Xu behind her. In addition, the person who framed her father had not yet been fully exposed, so she could not fully reveal her strength. However, even with half of her strength hidden, she still handled the situation with ease.
The Imperial Guards stationed nearby will arrive soon to provide support, and the men in black will inevitably choose to retreat. She had already instructed Biyue to ambush them at the foot of the mountain, so that they could be caught like turtles in a jar and wiped out in one fell swoop.
Yan Linyue went to great lengths to kill her, so naturally she should return the favor. As the saying goes, strike the snake at its vital spot, and the same applies to people. Those who have suffered at Yan Linyue's hands, how would they retaliate if they knew that she had lost her powerful bodyguards?
That's something to look forward to.
Faced with this assassination attempt, Yan Yize had already devised a countermeasure and showed no sign of panic. However, some unexpected situations still took her by surprise.
Just like now, the men in black who had been fighting her all along noticed something unusual. They were ganging up on two people, but they couldn't gain any advantage at all, which was obviously unreasonable.
The leader of the men in black quickly realized that Yan Yize's strength far surpassed theirs, and that even if they tried their best, they could not kill her. However, the assassination operation had already begun, and blood had to be drawn, otherwise they would have no way to explain themselves when they returned.
With a single glance from the woman in black, her companion immediately understood her meaning. The longsword, which had been aimed at Yan Yize, was tacitly redirected. The leader of the women in black, wielding his longsword, leaped forward and thrust at Yan Yize, deliberately drawing her attention and creating an opportunity for his companion.
Yan Yize firmly protected Shang Xu behind her, constantly changing her sword techniques with her long sword. No matter how the men in black attacked, they couldn't gain any advantage, and they remained in a safe position.
Unsuspecting outsiders who witnessed this couldn't help but feel worried for them, shaking their heads and sighing. In such a dangerous situation, the two were likely in grave danger.
While some were saddened, others were happy. Yan Linyue watched coldly, a suppressed smile playing on her lips. In her heart, she kept urging, "Kill her, kill her quickly! With Yan Yize dead, the only hidden danger will be gone."
No one can stop her from ascending the throne; those who stand in her way will die.
But her joy was short-lived. The longswords aimed at Yan Yize suddenly changed direction and headed towards Shang Xu behind her. Her smile froze, and her expression shifted several times before finally turning cold and showing signs of resentment.
What are these idiots doing? Instead of killing Yan Yize, they're killing some nobody?
The sword shadows flashed continuously, and the sound of blades clashing echoed in his ears. Facing the fear of death directly, Shang Xu trembled uncontrollably, and only with his strong willpower did he manage not to cry out.
Even though he was afraid, he bit his lip tightly, refusing to make a sound, lest he disturb Yan Yize and cause her trouble.
Shang Xu's limbs went weak, and he swallowed hard. His timid gaze fell on her well-defined hands. The long sword, gleaming coldly, seemed to come alive in her hands, and she parried and attacked with fluid grace.
My gaze shifted, and a resolute figure came into view. Even in the face of such a scene, her upright back did not bend in the slightest, like a pine tree standing straight in the snow.
Just seeing his back was enough to put his mind at ease.
Unexpectedly, Shang Xu remembered her warm embrace, which was just as reassuring. The high walls he had built before collapsed at this moment, and cracks appeared in his heart, which he had planned to close off.
What to do? He seems a little reluctant to let go. He can't bear to part with her kindness, her warm embrace, and even more so, he can't bear to divorce her.
But she had said it herself, so he had no choice but to accept it. Shang Xu lowered his eyes in dejection, concealing the loneliness in them.
Yan Yize dodged the incoming sword, but before she could retaliate, a long sword suddenly appeared in the corner of her eye, carrying murderous intent as it rushed straight towards the person behind her.
She gasped for breath for a moment, her heart pounding wildly at the unexpected turn of events. Her blood was screaming that she couldn't let him get hurt. The assassination attempt was aimed at her, and besides, he was her husband. She had an obligation and a responsibility to protect him.
It was too late to draw her sword to block again. Yan Yize's mind raced, and she immediately came up with a solution. She raised her hand and pulled him sharply, causing Shang Xu to lunge at her out of control.
Yan Yize caught him and pulled him into his arms. At the same time, he used force to switch places with him.
She raised her hand to cover his eyes and whispered in his ear, "Don't be afraid."
With a "thud," the bloody blade pierced through the shoulder, and the pungent smell of blood instantly filled the air.
Beneath her palm, Shang Xu's closed eyelashes trembled incessantly, her already pale face turned even paler, and her heart clenched in agony—she was injured.
The man in black couldn't hurt her, so he chose to kill Shang Xu as a second choice, but he didn't expect to get such a pleasant surprise.
Seeing that she was injured and that there was hope, the men in black exchanged a tacit glance, raised their longswords again, and recklessly stabbed at her.
The long sword pierced her shoulder and then withdrew, injuring her wound a second time. Bright red blood gushed out, but she remained unfazed, not even flinching, as if the person with the bloody hole in her shoulder wasn't her at all.
Just as Shang Xu was about to open his eyes to see where she was injured, she grabbed him and pulled him tightly into her arms.
"Don't move, it'll be over soon."
Judging by the time, the reinforcements should have arrived by now.
The pungent smell of blood was blocked out, replaced by her unique, cool fragrance. Knowing he couldn't help and that moving around would only burden her, he stopped struggling and obediently nestled in her arms.
Sensing her scent, Shang Xu felt a lump in his throat, and tears unexpectedly welled up in his eyes, staining the front of her clothes. She had helped him again.
Yan Yize held him tightly, brandishing her sword to fight the men in black. Her eyes were gloomy, and she showed no mercy when she drew her sword. They actually tried to kill Shang Xu. This discovery made her inexplicably angry.
Seeing that they were not going to gain any advantage and that reinforcements had arrived, the men in black exchanged a glance, then decided not to linger and quickly withdrew.
Yan Yize watched indifferently, gripping his sword tightly, remaining silent. He hoped that Biyue wouldn't disappoint her.
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