"If you have any difficulties, just let me know. I will immediately rush to Shang!" Nangong Qian sat in the carriage and instructed.
"Take good care of yourself. If I find out that you've wasted your body, even if you're the crown prince, I won't let you off!" Nangong Qian played with Prince Shang's hands, but Shang Wuxin did not want to fight back after failing to resist a few times. After all, the carriage was about to leave the capital of the State of Nangong, so the two of them had to separate.
Seeing that they had already walked far away, Nangong Qian knew that he couldn't stay any longer. Suddenly, he lowered his head and lightly kissed on Crown Prince Shang's forehead, "I love you!"
By the time Shang Tong regained his senses, Nangong Qian had already left the horse carriage and even his shadow was gone. Shang Wuxin lifted his hand stiffly and caressed the spot on his forehead where he had been kissed. It was clearly a simple dragonfly touching the water lightly, but Shang Wuxin felt that the spot on his forehead where he had been kissed was a little hot.
Shang's finger was unmoved by the sight. It had been a while since he had last looked down to see his favorite pastries laid out on the cart. He sighed. A man like Nangong Qian was indeed a disaster, could he really be unintentional?
"Crown Prince!" Wu Ji took a piece of information and passed it on to the carriage.
There were several men from the training grounds in the Crown Prince's Palace, so he did not pay much attention to them. However, when Shang had opened the message, he did not panic, instead he muttered to himself, "He actually attacked!"
When the carriage left the Nangong Country's territory, it was only half a day's journey before Shang Wuxin and the rest were stopped by someone. Shang had unintentionally brought many people with him, but what was obvious was that there were also many people who had come prepared.
Everyone saw a young man dressed in purple, around the age of fifteen or sixteen, with skin whiter than a woman's. His deep eyes were like crescent moons, and there was a trace of sharpness in the corners of his eyes, yet his charm didn't lose its heroic spirit. The corners of his lips were distinctly pink, and the corners of his mouth held a faint hint of a smile.
They were surrounded. Looking at the enemies with bows and arrows, Shang did not know that the situation would not be so easy today. Fortunately, he brought his own Blood Shang Army today. If it were any ordinary guard, they would have lost their lives.
The fearless and all the Snow White Army soldiers surrounded the carriage to protect the crown prince. Each of the Blood Sang Army members took out their weapons and looked at these people vigilantly. Unlike the guards who always wore long swords, the Blood Shang Army always wore their own weapons. Some of them were long swords while others were daggers. There were many who were the officers of their unit.
"Fire!" As soon as his voice fell, he saw many black arrows flying towards the Blood Shang Army. The guards of the army took up their weapons to block the rain of arrows, fearlessly standing in front of the crown prince and continuously shooting down the rain of arrows. Shang didn't have the leisure to take up the daggers and cut the arrows one by one of the arrows.
However, after a while, a lot of arrows rained down from the sky, and the most embarrassing thing was not to be afraid, because she was the one that was being attacked the most recently. And these arrows were all aimed at the crown prince, and more importantly, there was a man in the dark who aimed his arrows at the crown prince.
Even though they were at a disadvantage now, not only did Shang no longer have the slightest fear, even the Snow White Army surrounding the carriage showed no signs of fear. This behavior of the Blood Shang Army made Shang Wuxin, who was secretly paying attention to them, nod his head, thinking that these people had not betrayed his nurturing.
Another round of arrows rained down. Some of the members of the Snow Sang Army were already injured, but the difference was that the Blood Sang Army was no longer defending against the arrows. When the arrows struck down, one portion stayed around the carriage, while the other portion began to spread outwards.
Each of the Blood Shang Army members was in twos or threes as they fought against the rain of arrows while running outside. However, after a while, some of the Blood Shang Army soldiers arrived beside the archers and started to fight. One after another, the archers were killed.
Even though Shang's surroundings were protected by the Blood Shang Army, right now, not only were there the hidden archers aiming at him, the assassins were fighting relentlessly as well. Those people were able to see that Shang's intention was to kill Shang's heart, which was why they were so desperate to kill in front of Shang's body.
Even if Shang's martial arts were indeed good, it was rare for him to have an opponent, but in the face of such an ambush that was several times more powerful than them, Shang's injuries were inevitable. He had to fight the assassin while being on guard against the rain of arrows, and the arrow had already left a wound on his arm.
"Crown Prince!" The ten men who had suddenly appeared hurriedly came to the crown prince's side. They were already exhausted and a lot of them were injured. However, the ten men who appeared were clearly much better than those who had just been assassinated. They were a little nervous, not afraid of death, but afraid that something would happen to the crown prince.
The dagger in Shang's hand constantly dripped blood, taking the initiative to strike before the ten people could make a move. Shang Wuxin was like an Asura, with a sharp dagger in his hand, his body nimble and eerie like a ghost as he weaved through a group of assassins.
Every time Shang Wuxin's figure disappeared, there was a painful cry. Every time he raised his blade, he would stab the assassin in the vitals, killing him instantly and without any delay.
Shang Wuxin's long robe fluttered in the air, her long, black hair fluttering in the wind. As she waved her wide sleeves, she drew a beautiful arc in the air. At this moment, the fresh blood spewed out from her body was like many enchanting and beautiful flowers. Her beautiful figure was moving about in the flowers, looking like a fairy dancing in the rainbow.
"Crown Prince!" Suddenly, someone voiced out his concerns. He saw Shang's encirclement and Shang's battle with the others. This was a very difficult and dangerous battle, but now there were arrows raining down from the sky. It was too late for them to stop it.
The whistling sound of the wind piercing through the air mixed with the sharp wind of the rain of arrows rushed towards his back. The people in front of him were attacking his vital parts from time to time, and Shang could only focus on the other side, carefully listening to the rain of arrows while exchanging blows with the assassins.
The other assassin was already smiling, and Shang Wuxin had no choice but to slightly move to the side, the arrow directly hit Shang Wuxin's shoulder blade. Fortunately, the arrow did not hit the vital parts of his body, and with a dagger, Shang Wuxin blocked a person's sword with his own, while the other hand broke the other end of the arrow. Although the head of the arrow was still in his flesh, Shang Wuxin could still feel the pain in his shoulder blade, but this change in life was not important, but it still affected Shang Wuxin's speed and martial arts.
Cold sweat began to pour out from Shang's forehead, his shoulder blade was already swollen red, and most of the soldiers were wounded. Suddenly, an assassin fighting Shang was stabbed in the heart with a dagger, and Shang's waist suddenly held an arm.
A faint fragrance that was like a rose wafted into Shang's heart, his chest that was not too strong yet firm was comforting, Shang's puckered white lips revealed a smile, the finger holding the dagger moved slightly as well.
Han Xuanhao hugged the crown prince's waist as he felt his heart calming down from the fright. Because he knew that the crown prince wanted to return to the capital and received the message from Nangong Qian, he wanted to come and pick the crown prince up, but he didn't expect to see such a scene along the way.
His heart ached and his body was in a sorry state. There was still half of an arrow on his shoulder blade, a red swelling on his skinny shoulder blade, a scratch on his arm and leg from the arrow rain, and a cut from the sword. At that moment, Han Xuan Hao felt that he had never known that there was someone's blood in this world that could make him suffer so much. The pain was so intense that he wanted to dig out his heart and crush it. Perhaps, it would never hurt again …
Shang's waist felt so tight that it was as if it could squeeze itself into his chest. She could hear the man's erratic beating and the angry breathing behind her, and she suddenly did not know how to respond.
Fortunately, Han Xuan Hao instantly realized that he was in the wrong. He quickly relaxed and saw that the crown prince's face was indeed pale. He thought that he might have hurt the crown prince. He frowned and his long and narrow eyes were filled with self-blame.
"Can you hold?" Han Xuanhao lowered his head and asked, his eyes filled with pain.
Looking at the number of people that had yet to be settled, Shang Wuxin's eyes narrowed, "Xuan Hao, you're underestimating me!" As he spoke, he was about to ask Han Xuan Hao to let him go, but how could Han Xuan Hao let go?
The corners of his mouth were curled into a smile that was not a smile, but a hint of seduction. A few strands of hair were scattered on the side of his face, making his smile seem a little cold, and his voice sounded like the call of the god of death, "You dare injure her, you all deserve to die!"
After saying that, Han Xuanhao's men led the killer into the fighting. Although Han Xuanhao was usually just a young servant, his kung fu skills were not bad. He was more like a killer than a servant.
With Han Xuanhao's men, it was much easier to join the Blood Shang Army. After all, the killer's killing intent and sharp techniques had caused the assassin to lose quite a bit.
Han Xuanhao was holding Shang Wuxin in a relaxed manner, constantly moving among the assassins as if they were dancing. His beautiful smile looked extremely terrifying, but Shang Wuxin, who was still in Han Xuanhao's arms, felt that this Han Xuanhao was so beautiful that it could touch a person's heart.
All the assassins and archers were dealt with one by one. Han Xuanhao carried Shang unintentionally as he prepared to enter the carriage. However, he was stopped by Shang unintentionally.
"We're helping each other, we shouldn't stay here for too long!" "Pack up the bodies and bring them back to the training ground. That's their home!" Their families must take good care of them! " These words moved the Blood Shang Army so much that they wanted to cry. It was normal for them to be the subordinates of the violent corpses in the wilderness, but now, their master not only cared about the injured but also remembered the dead brothers.