Yang Zhe was taken aback, but did not immediately agree. Instead, he said to Jian Ling, "Miss Jian Ling, my martial arts are better than yours. Please leave His Highness's safety to me!"
According to the plan, Princess Xiaoyue had already fallen into a coma at this time.
But in reality, Meng Qingqian was only physically exhausted, and her consciousness had not completely left her body. She closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep. When she heard Yang Zhe's words, she felt a chill in her heart.
I deliberately told them I was unconscious, just to be on guard against them, and it worked.
Faced with the crisis, Yang Zhe deviated from the plan and instead tried to take advantage of the situation. He placed his own selfish desires above the collective interest; despite his titles of both top scholar and martial arts scholar, he was nothing more than a strong but petty man.
Such a quality might be good elsewhere, but in my hands, it's not even a fraction of He Yunxiao's.
Meng Qingqian recalled how He Yunxiao had rushed to save her not long ago; his anxious expression was something that couldn't be faked. She now understood why so many women would die for love. Those who laugh at those who commit suicide for love are simply those who haven't loved deeply enough.
What girl wouldn't like a man who is rich, powerful, talented, handsome, and who always cherishes you, protects and pampers you?
Meng Qingqian dared not think about He Yunxiao anymore. The more she thought about it, the more she liked him. She was truly afraid that one day, because of her feelings for He Yunxiao, she would shamelessly compete with Nan Zhu for a man. If that happened, she would be completely ruined…
Princess Xiaoyue felt sweet inside, but the external environment around her was tense because of her.
Yang Zhe reached out to Jian Ling and said, "Miss Jian Ling, please hand over His Highness to me."
Jian Ling coldly replied, "I won't hand it over."
Yang Zhe added, "Miss Jianling, my martial arts are superior to yours, and I can better protect His Highness."
Jian Ling said, "Not necessarily!"
"You!" Yang Zhe was getting impatient when he saw that Jian Ling wouldn't let go.
At this moment, the experienced Yang Xingguang stepped forward and said, “Zhe’er! Stop fooling around! Everyone knows your heart to protect His Highness, but we can’t delay now. For His Highness’s safety, you should give way to Jian Ling and send His Highness back to the palace as soon as possible.”
Seeing that even his uncle, who had always been on his side, had said so, Yang Zhe had no choice but to back down and agree to protect Jian Ling and Meng Qingqian back to the palace.
The Imperial Guards, who had been prepared in advance, began to orderly disperse the guests, while Meng Qingqian, escorted by Jian Ling, Yang Zhe, a female attendant with a sword, some Imperial Guards, and other experts, returned to the palace. (www.cascoo.net)
He Yunxiao followed at a distance behind the troops escorting Meng Bao back to the palace. The group was divided into two parts. The first part was a vanguard composed of a group of eighth and ninth-rank experts, who were protecting Meng Bao. The second part consisted of seventh and eighth-rank martial artists, who were protecting several trusted ministers of the Meng faction.
He Yunxiao breathed a sigh of relief; so far, things were proceeding largely as planned.
He Yunxiao followed for two steps and suddenly realized that the group of trusted ministers had actually detoured to the Empress Dowager's Fenghua Palace.
Then Mengbao's team charged straight towards Nagahi Palace.
He Yunxiao: ?
Oh right!
He Yunxiao suddenly woke up.
Damn it, Mengbao can't go back to Changhe Palace! Because of me and the fake "Meng Qingqian" there, Mengbao can't go back. She should go to the Empress Dowager's Fenghua Palace like the ministers. But why...?
Damn!
He Yunxiao suddenly felt like hitting someone!
Mengbao is reckless; she's fishing!
The fact that they could infiltrate the palace themselves suggests that the number of Yan warriors in the Qi palace must have reached a considerable level!
All the Yan warriors' goal was to kill her. If she didn't return to Changhe Palace, how could the Yan warriors show their faces?
Just as expected!
Jian Ling, Yang Zhe, and their entourage returning to the palace were suddenly ambushed by Yan Kingdom warriors on the way!
"The man surnamed Meng shall die!"
A grandmaster and five ninth-rank experts suddenly appeared from nowhere. Jian Ling seemed to have been prepared; seeing them approaching, he turned and ran without a word.
At the same time, three martial artists at the Grandmaster level rushed out from the palace and joined Yang Zhe and others in a fight with the Yan Kingdom martial artists.
He Yunxiao didn't care whether Yang Zhe lived or died, and immediately followed Jian Ling towards Feng Hua Palace.
Meng Qingqian, nestled in Jian Ling's arms, asked weakly, "Jian Ling, how many people have come?"
As Jian Ling hurried along, he answered, "Six, all of them are Grandmasters of the fifth or ninth rank."
Meng Qingqian frowned and said, "No, we're still missing a Grandmaster. You must be very careful."
No sooner had she finished speaking than a terrifying figure suddenly appeared in front of them. Judging from the warrior's attire, he was undoubtedly a person from the Yan Kingdom!
None of the Yan warriors who came to kill Meng Qingqian covered their faces, clearly indicating that they were determined to die.
This person is ruthless; he comes at you with a deadly move the moment you meet him!
"Pingyang Sword! Limitless Style!"
A fine iron sword gleamed blindingly in the afternoon sunlight. Like lightning, it pierced towards Meng Qingqian, who was nestled in Jian Ling's arms.
Jian Ling was already a top-tier ninth-rank martial artist, and with Meng Qingqian's advance warning, she could have easily dodged the Grandmaster-level sword strike. However, she was currently carrying a person, which significantly reduced her lightness skill, and coupled with the terrifying internal force of the Grandmaster-level expert, she was temporarily unable to move left or right.
The biggest difference between a Grandmaster and a Ninth Rank Master lies in their internal strength. Only those who reach the Grandmaster level can truly have inexhaustible and effortless internal strength.
A surge of powerful internal energy erupted from the sword and impacted Jian Ling. Her body was slammed into the mud by the internal energy of the Yan Kingdom warrior, making her movements sluggish. Her ninth-grade strength was reduced to less than half!
As the murderous sword tip drew ever closer, Jian Ling steeled his heart and prepared to put down Meng Qingqian in his arms, using his frail body to shield her from the sword!
To be honest, it wasn't because Meng Qingqian had done her any favors. Although she was kind to her, it wasn't enough to warrant risking her life for Meng Qingqian. In reality, the real reason Jian Ling was fighting so desperately was simply because Meng Qingqian had promised her that she would do everything in her power as the eldest princess to bring peace to the world, ensure the people's well-being, and eliminate famine.
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