Raising a wife? The mistress of the Hou family divorced and remarried her younger uncle

Chapter 151 Tenderness
Seeing the men in black surrounding the carriage, Qingyun and Qingyi looked at each other, drew their swords without hesitation, and faced the enemy. Lu Jing quickly placed Su Qingwan in the carriage, turned around and jumped out, the embroidered spring knife in his hand drew a cold light in the wind and snow.

Lu Jing was agile, moving like a ghost among the black-clad people. His sword skills were sharp, and every strike was fierce, with each strike going straight to the vital points. Although the black-clad people's moves were fierce and every strike drew blood, they were unable to resist Lu Jing's attack.

Lu Jing shouted loudly, raised his knife and swung it down. A flash of cold light passed by, and a man in black was hit on the arm before he could dodge. He screamed and fell to the ground in the snow. Then, he turned around, and the blade slashed across the chest of another man in black. The blood instantly dyed the white snow red.

The wind and snow became more and more fierce. Lu Jing's eyes were firm and cold. He rushed left and right among the men in black. Wherever he went, the men in black fell down one after another. After a while, several men in black were injured and lost their ability to fight.

Despite the large number of men in black, Lu Jing showed no fear. The Embroidered Spring Knife in his hand was like a nimble dragon, dancing freely in the wind and snow, guarding Su Qingwan in the carriage.

Li An did not fight back, but stood guard beside the carriage. The long street was silent and the cold wind was howling.

Just as Lu Jing was fighting fiercely with the black-clad men on the ground, a group of black-clad archers suddenly emerged from the roof. With a whoosh, countless arrows shot towards the carriage like a rainstorm. Li An reacted quickly and drew his sword to block them. Lu Jing, Qingyun and Qingyi also turned around in a hurry and used their swords to create a defensive network, trying to stop these deadly arrows.

Despite their best efforts, several arrows still broke through the defense line and shot through the carriage. Seeing this, Qingyun was extremely anxious and shouted, "Princess!"

He rushed into the carriage to check on Su Qingwan's condition.

Before everyone could recover, the second wave of arrows came whistling. Lu Jing was extremely anxious. He waved his embroidered spring sword to block while looking for a way to break the deadlock. The man in green was agile. While the black-clothed archers were changing arrows, he jumped up and knocked several archers off the roof, dropping them to the ground with their bows and arrows.

However, the situation did not improve. A masked man in black suddenly swung a knife at the carriage while Lu Jing was on guard in other directions. Lu Jing was quick-witted and turned around to block the fatal blow with his knife.

At this critical moment, Su Qingwan, who should have been drunk and unconscious, rolled into the snow a second before the arrow pierced the carriage. Then, the carriage was torn into pieces under the attack of the man in black, and the fragments flew. Su Qingwan climbed up from the snow, with determination and clarity in her eyes.

"Princess, are you okay?" Lu Jing asked anxiously.

Su Qingwan's eyes turned cold, not drunk at all. The wind and snow almost enveloped her thin body. She picked up the bow and arrow scattered on the ground, pulled the bow, and shot. The arrow cut through the sky and hit an archer on the roof.

The man rolled off the roof.

Lu Jing looked at her in surprise. Was she pretending to be drunk? Or did she sober up so quickly?

The Su Qingwan in front of him was completely different from the princess in Hongxiu Tower.

Seeing the men in black coming in an endless stream, and the archers on the roof also drawing their bows and arrows, ready to attack again, Lu Jing's heart tightened. While he was trying his best to resist, he couldn't help but wonder if Su Qingwan was pretending to be drunk before. But when he saw Su Qingwan draw the bow and shoot the second arrow, his steps were weak, and the doubts in his heart turned into worries.

A man in black keenly sensed Su Qingwan's weakness and rushed towards her like a hungry wolf. At the same time, Lu Jing was tightly entangled by two men in black, and the embroidered spring knife in his hand was blocked by two short knives, unable to move. Seeing that the knife was getting closer and closer to Su Qingwan, Lu Jing was extremely anxious. Without thinking too much, he suddenly let go of the embroidered spring knife and turned to run towards Su Qingwan. '

This was the first time he gave up his Embroidered Spring Sword because the person in front of him was more important than his sword.

With a "puff" sound, the blade slashed across Lu Jing's arm, blood gushed out instantly, and the skin and flesh rolled up. But he didn't care about the pain, and endured the severe pain of the wound. He quickly bent down and swept up the blade scattered in the snow, and stabbed the man in black with lightning speed. The sharp blade pierced straight into the man's throat, and the man in black widened his eyes and slowly fell down.

"You..." Su Qingwan looked at Lu Jing's torn arm in shock, and was speechless for a moment. She didn't expect that at this critical moment of life and death, Lu Jing would block the attack for her without hesitation.

Lu Jing, however, acted as if nothing had happened. He simply tore off a piece of his clothes, bandaged the wound casually, and then looked around vigilantly.

At this moment, a hoarse voice came from the roof, "Retreat!", and the men in black and archers evacuated quickly like a tide, leaving behind only a mess of snow and people covered in blood.

Su Qingwan looked at Lu Jing with mixed feelings. This deputy commander of the Jinyiwei, who was usually ruthless, showed his gentlest side in front of her.