Chapter 99 She dared to be so severely injured just to see me...
Fu Yun was startled and instinctively tried to dodge to the side, but just as she made the movement, a slightly urgent shout came: "Don't move."
This voice is very distinctive, clear and crisp yet melodious and pleasant to the ear.
This was Zhilan's voice; she had finally caught up.
Fu Yun's body reacted faster than her brain; she immediately straightened her back and remained still.
As Zhilan finished speaking, a sharp arrow struck the foreigner guarding Fu Jun's side with perfect accuracy.
An arrow pierced her from her back to her chest. The foreigner stared in astonishment, and before she could react, she collapsed to the ground with a thud, meeting her demise.
An arrow can pierce through a person, which shows how powerful the archer must be.
As the arrow struck its target, a hail of arrows followed...
Fu Yun only heard the constant whooshing sound of arrows behind him as dozens of sharp arrows flew past him.
He dared not move, for fear of being accidentally shot into a sieve.
However, he only froze for a moment before reacting. He immediately crouched down on the ground, giving up the best shooting position so that the rain of arrows aimed at Mu Xin and the others could pass more unimpeded.
Mu Xin's expression changed drastically. He bent down and shouted angrily, "Anyone who is trying to ambush us, hide!"
Upon hearing this, the foreigners who were pushing open the stone door immediately dodged and hid inside the tomb, using the stone door as a shield against arrows.
Just before Mu Xin hid inside the stone door, he noticed that Fu Yun was still safely squatting outside the tomb chamber. He immediately reached out his arm to Fu Yun, intending to risk pulling him over.
Unexpectedly, several sharp arrows were shot over quickly, trying to stop her actions.
Mu Xin's face darkened. She didn't retreat, but continued to grab Fu Jun. Even though an arrow had hit her forearm, she still didn't intend to give up.
Fu Jun could easily see through her trick. Ignoring the rain of arrows flying around him, he quickly rolled to the ground the instant Mu Xin grabbed his forearm, narrowly avoiding Mu Xin's grip.
As a result of his movement, he was shot in the shoulder with an arrow. Ignoring the sharp pain in his shoulder, Fu Yun quickly crawled away from the range of the shot.
Mu Xin glared at Fu Yun resentfully, then reluctantly withdrew his injured arm and coldly ordered the other two foreigners, "Block the stone gate."
As she finished speaking, the heavy stone door slowly closed, and all the arrows struck the stone wall before falling down.
From inside the tomb, Mu Xin's vicious voice could be faintly heard: "Su Fuyun, you just wait, I won't let you get away with this."
Fu Yun secretly breathed a sigh of relief and lay on the ground, not wanting to move anymore.
If Zhilan is taken hostage by Mu Xin, she will lose her advantage and will inevitably be dragged down by him.
As the Empress, if Zhilan were to be controlled by a few foreigners, the consequences would be unimaginable. He would rather be seriously injured than see Zhilan coerced by these people.
This is why he risked being shot to break free from Mu Xin's hold.
The reason Zhilan chose to shoot from a distance was probably because she didn't want to give the villains a chance to react, so she shot the arrow without warning, catching them off guard.
The sound of hurried and slightly disordered footsteps rang out, and one could imagine how anxious the person walking was.
"Sorry I'm late."
Fu Yun endured the pain, took a slight breath, and replied, "It's not late, you've arrived just in time."
As soon as he finished speaking, two pairs of boots appeared beside him, and Zhilan's worried voice rang out above him: "Are you alright?"
Fu Jun subconsciously shook his head: "It's nothing, just a minor scratch."
Zhilan was both anxious and angry: "Why didn't you listen to my advice just now? Do you know that if you had been shot in a vital spot, you would have died?"
Fu Yun knew that Zhi Lan was worried about him, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart. He explained, "Mu Xin is colluding with foreign powers, and her accomplices are all foreigners. I can't let you be coerced by them."
Zhilan paused, remained silent for a moment, then sighed, her voice becoming hoarse: "Then you can't take your life for granted."
As she spoke, she half-squatted down, her gaze fixed on Fu Jun. She immediately noticed the arrow stuck in his back shoulder and the sword wound on his right shoulder, and it wasn't hard to imagine how much suffering he had endured at Mu Xin's hands.
Zhilan's expression changed instantly, and her heart felt as if it had been pricked by needles, with a sudden, dense, stabbing pain striking her unexpectedly.
She took a deep breath and, for the first time, felt a profound sense of kinship.
Ever since that bandit suppression, when she saw him so badly injured that he almost lost his life, she couldn't bear it and tried to visit him many times outside the palace, but she never managed to see him.
After finally finding him, the two had more and more contact over time and grew closer. She even felt relaxed and happy only when she was with him. If she didn't see him for a few days, she couldn't help but leave the palace to see him.
It was as if only he could give her a moment of peace amidst her busy official duties, a feeling she had never experienced before.
She knew how lucky it was for someone like her, so deeply entrenched in treacherous schemes and at the pinnacle of power, to find someone who would shield her from harm, ask for nothing in return, and solve her problems. She had even considered taking him into her harem.
But she knew that Su Fuyun was not the kind of man who would marry and have children for wealth and status; he had his own ambitions and aspirations.
Although she couldn't understand why Su Fuyun, who could have used her looks to live a life of ease, chose the most arduous path, to appear in public, work from dawn till dusk, and rack her brains to deal with people, embarking on a business path that required enduring hardship without suffering.
But she wouldn't take away his ideas or suppress his ambitions, because that's what Su Fuyun is all about, not those canaries kept in exquisite cages.
She never even considered using her power to keep him by her side; she only wanted him to willingly come to her.
She had already secretly made up her mind to protect him for the rest of her life, and she also hoped that he could recover his health as soon as possible, have the energy to do what he wanted to do, and live like an ordinary person.
Unexpectedly, he was still injured, and was kidnapped while traveling with her.
She was too careless and fell for the trap of luring him away from the mountain. She failed to protect him and caused him to get hurt.
Fu Yun was already physically weak, and with such severe injuries, one can only imagine the immense suffering he endured.
He stubbornly insisted that he was fine, as if he wanted to make her feel guilty and heartbroken.
At this moment, her guilt and pity reached their peak, and she felt an unprecedented hatred for Mu Xin: "How dare she injure you so severely! I will tear her to pieces!"
Fu Yun glanced at the person next to Zhi Lan. It wasn't Ye Lan, nor Qian Qingling, but Deputy General Xing.
She had quivers on both shoulders on her back and two bows in her hands, both quivers were empty.
No wonder she didn't say a word from beginning to end. She had only met him once or twice and they weren't close. Plus, with Zhilan, her mistress, around, she had even less reason to speak.
It seems that she and Zhilan shot the arrow together.
In other words, what looked like a small archery formation actually consisted of only Zhilan and Xingfei.
Before seeing the person, one can see the formation; Zhilan knows how to use subtle tactics to intimidate others.
If Mu Xin had known that there were actually only two of them, Zhi Lan and the others, he probably wouldn't have given up so quickly and hidden in the cemetery.
Fu Yun shook his head gently. After the pain in his back subsided, he tried to slowly get up from the ground and comforted himself in a hoarse voice, "I'm really fine. It's just a minor injury. Don't get angry. It's not worth getting angry over someone who isn't worth it."
He had barely managed to prop himself up a little when a piercing pain shot through him, causing him to furrow his brow and lose most of his strength in his arms in an instant.
His thin arms trembled as he gritted his teeth, refusing to kneel back down in front of Zhilan, otherwise it would be too embarrassing.
"Don't move." Zhilan felt sorry for him and immediately reached out to support Fu Jun's arm, stopping his stubborn movements. Without saying a word, she hugged his shoulders, lifted his knees, and picked him up from the ground: "Don't worry, I will find the best doctor to treat your injuries, and there will be no aftereffects."
Fu Yun's cheeks flushed, feeling quite embarrassed, and she struggled to get down: "I can walk by myself."
Zhilan said without room for argument, "If you're injured, don't move around too much, lest you worsen your injury."
Fu Jun closed her eyes, unable to bear the sight, utterly mortified: "I can walk, let me walk by myself."
Zhilan's attitude was firm: "No, you're already weak. If we let you walk down the mountain, you'll lose your life."
"Your Majesty, your supreme position should be entrusted to your subordinates!"
Xing Fei stretched out his arms, intending to take the person away.
Zhilan slightly turned her body and coldly refused, "No need."
Xing Fei was stunned, looking surprised, clearly not expecting the Empress to personally intervene.
But she only stood there stunned for a moment before she came to her senses. She didn't dare to say anything, but just secretly glanced at Fu Yun, lowered her eyes, and silently retreated to the side.
At this moment, Fu Yun felt a mix of emotions, and a sense of despair.
He felt that he had no manliness in front of Zhilan, a feeling that gave him an unprecedented sense of frustration.
As a man of steel, he should have been the one protecting Zhilan, but in the end, it was Zhilan who protected him.
He seemed to have truly become the useless, weak, and incapable good-for-nothing that Mu Xin had described.
"Little Ba, I don't want to live anymore."
【President Fu, it's no big deal! So what if you were carried in a princess carry by the Empress? Once you've built up your physique, you can carry her back.】
Fu Yun: "..." What kind of comforting method is this?
"Being hugged by women time and time again, where does that leave my dignity as a grown man? Don't I have any pride?"
Which is more important, saving face or your life?
Fu Yun said irritably, "What does this have to do with my life?"
Of course there is. If you insist on walking on your own, you will bleed to death.
Fu Yun didn't believe it: "If you're not seriously injured, how could you die so easily?"
[Please, this body belongs to the delicate and frail Su Fuyun, not your own exceptionally resilient body. Su Fuyun's constitution was already weak, not to mention the repeated injuries you've sustained since transmigrating. Even a normal person couldn't withstand your abuse!]
Fu Yun: "..."
If you don't believe me, try raising your arm and see if you can.
Upon hearing this, Fu Yun subtly moved, only to find that her arms were indeed limp and powerless.
Fu Yun: "..."
Actually, admitting you're a bit delicate isn't as shameful as you think. Once you've taken care of your health, you're still a tough guy.
Fu Yun sneered: "Heh~"
Alright, alright, stop overthinking it. The Empress doesn't mind; on the contrary, she seems to like you just the way you are. You don't need to feel inferior. Once you become a very important person, everyone will look at you with new respect. Appearance is just a visual effect; it won't change the lofty image you hold in people's hearts.
Fu Yun: "Thank you so much! It's a shame you're not a pyramid scheme operator."
We are a law-abiding system and will not engage in illegal or criminal activities.
Fu Yun didn't want to talk to Xiao Ba anymore; she felt the conversation was getting more and more unreliable.
He forced himself to shift his attention and asked Zhilan, "Only the two of you went up the mountain, are the others alright?"
Zhilan said, "We encountered two groups of people at the foot of the mountain, and both Ye Lan and Qian Qingling were held back."
Fu Yun frowned deeply: "We shouldn't stay here any longer. Mu Xin has two accomplices who are looking for the entrance to the nearby tomb."
Zhilan: "Yes, we'll settle the score with Mu Xin later. You're injured, so we can't delay."
Xing Fei glanced at the entrance to the tomb chamber, hesitated slightly, and said, "Are we just going to let them go like that?"
"No, I'll break in and kill them right now."
Zhilan's face darkened: "There are only two of us, so we must not act rashly. If we really fight, we will not be able to take care of Su Fuyun. If he is kidnapped again, it will not be so easy to rescue him."
Xing Fei cupped his hands and said, "What you say is absolutely right, Master. It was my oversight."
Zhilan descended the mountain steadily, her expression indifferent: "Her carefree days won't last long. I already know her plans. She's just waiting to lure us into her trap. Catching her is only a matter of time."
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