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A dark, shimmering feather, entirely black, flew in through the lifted sedan curtain.

Without the slightest hesitation, Nangong Yue immediately lay down, hugged Chu Xunzhen, and rolled into the sedan chair.

Swish!

Swish!Swish!

The long arrow, its entire body gleaming with a black light, shot towards the sedan chair like a dense rain of arrows.

The two hugged and rolled over twice, until Chu Xunzhen was pinned to the soft cushion.

An assassin wearing a black headscarf and completely shrouded in black clothes swung his knife straight at the sedan chair.

The long sword slashed through the air, heading straight for Nangong Yue.

Nangong Yue drew her long sword from under the cushion and blocked the fatal blow.

With a clang.

The long swords clashed, producing a clang.

The two exchanged dozens of stabs in an instant.

Chu Xunzhen suddenly summoned a protective Gu.

She possessed the Bloodthirsty Poison Gu, which she had obtained from her grandfather, but she did not carry it with her today.

"Your Highness, be careful!"

Suddenly, the old eunuch Anshun outside let out a long wail, and the sedan chair in which the two were sitting instantly fell into pieces.

No one knows who cut the long rope binding the horse, but a brown horse neighed, raised its front hooves, and galloped away.

Nangong Yue immediately steadied the carriage and instinctively pulled on the other frightened horse.

A black-clad assassin leaped up, and without even looking, stabbed straight at Nangong Yue.

Chu Xunzhen suddenly raised his foot and kicked him flying.

Chu Xunzhen had just stopped walking when he saw dozens of black-clad assassins standing on the branches of the dense forest above.

The assassins shot arrows at them.

A barrage of arrows, like a torrential downpour, blocked their escape routes.

"Oh no! Jump out of the car!"

Just as Chu Xunzhen raised a half-broken carriage plank to block their path, she felt a hand wrap around her waist. The two of them jumped off the carriage instantly.

The moment he landed, a flying knife came flying from a distance toward Chu Xunzhen's back.

Nangong Yue immediately hugged her and stood behind her.

With a soft thud, the dagger pierced the flesh.

"Quick! Let's go."

Nangong Yue pulled Chu Xunzhen along and hurried into the depths of the dense forest.

Whether it was sheer luck or not, the two of them somehow managed to slip and fall into a cave.

As they fell, Nangong Yue grabbed Chu Xunzhen and lifted her up.

With a bang.

Chu Xunzhen realized that she was wrapped in a warm embrace, and then darkness fell before her eyes.

The protective Gu hummed softly in his ear, and Chu Xunzhen suddenly woke up.

thump!

thump!

She could hear a faint heartbeat.

Nangong Yue had actually switched places with her when she fell, becoming her cushion.

"Are you an idiot, Nangong Yue?"

Her lake-green robe was stained red with blood, and the ground was covered in blood. Nangong Yue's face was as white as a dead person.

Chu Xunzhen had almost no injuries, only minor abrasions. When she examined Nangong Yue, she discovered that five of his bones were broken, the most serious being his back, where a dagger had pierced his body.

Without the slightest hesitation, Chu Xunzhen abruptly removed the robe from Nangong Yue's upper body.

Upon seeing this, her pupils contracted.

His robust body was covered in scars. They were scattered haphazardly, some new and some old.

"Nangong Yue, what... happened to you?"

How could a prince suffer such terrible injuries?

Who did it?

Does his father know?

Chu Xunzhen's eyes darkened as a possibility suddenly occurred to him.

That is His Majesty the present.

His Highness the Ninth Prince is a prince. Anyone who dares to harm his body will either be punished by himself or by his father, the Emperor.

Before he could even sigh, Chu Xunzhen looked at where the dagger was stuck, gritted his teeth, and immediately pulled it out.

Suddenly, a bewitching purple datura flower bloomed on his back.

This is datura poison.

Chu Xunzhen found it hard to believe.

To kill a mentally challenged prince, they actually used the Datura flower, one of the ten most poisonous flowers. Just how cautious was this person?

"Your Highness, rest assured, Xunzhen will definitely save you."

In her past life, she was saved by the man before her, mistaking him for her benefactor. In this life, he continues to save her many times. What she owes him is something she can never repay.

Without hesitation, Chu Xunzhen made a cut in the palm of his right hand, silently recited an incantation, and the next instant, a miniature rabbit-shaped Gu worm, pure white and the size of a sesame seed, crawled out from Chu Xunzhen's wound.

Its entire body was snow-white, untouched by blood, and even emitted a faint white light.

"Eat quickly, eat all this poison."

Chu Xunzhen's voice was somewhat weak.

The miniature rabbit shook its head, indicating it tasted bad. Chu Xunzhen was exasperated and said, "This is datura poison. Eating it will make you stronger. Can't you stop being so lazy?"

Chu Xunzhen felt somewhat helpless.

Of the three holy maidens, the Gu worms she cultivated were the most harmless in appearance, but also the laziest.

No one knows how those 20,000 poisonous insects devoured each other and eventually became a Gu worm resembling a miniature rabbit.

"Um?"

Just then, Nangong Yue, whose head was tilted to the side, twitched her eyelids.

Seeing that he was about to open his eyes and turn his head, Chu Xunzhen immediately grabbed the mini rabbit in her palm and pressed it against his wound.

"Your Highness, please don't move. Xunzhen is helping you detoxify."

"How are you? Are you hurt?" A hoarse voice rang out as Nangong Yue lay on the ground, glancing at Chu Xunzhen out of the corner of her eye.

Chu Xunzhen was deeply moved and urged the mini rabbit to work with his right hand.

He was injured so badly, yet he still asked about her injuries.

The mini rabbit shook its head violently in protest, but the next moment, the highly nutritious supplement was automatically absorbed by it.

A short while later, the mandala pattern on Nangong Yue's back disappeared, and in its place was a mini rabbit that had eaten and drunk its fill.

Chu Xunzhen moved his right hand, and the mini rabbit was retrieved. He said, "Your Highness, I'm fine. Your injury is very serious."

Nangong Yue grinned and gave a silly laugh: "It's okay, sister, I'm not in pain, I'm used to it."

The words "I'm used to it" stung Chu Xun's heart.

As a prince, Nangong Yue had more scars on his body than the soldiers who returned from that border crossing.

Despite the large wound, he felt nothing at all.

Has the pain become so intense that it's numbing?

With a tearing sound, Chu Xunzhen tore off her own dress and used it to bandage Nangong Yue.

"Your Highness, who inflicted these scars on you?"

As soon as Chu Xunzhen finished speaking, Nangong Yue seemed to come back to her senses. Her face flushed red, and she hurriedly grabbed the clothes next to her, trying to cover her back.

In his haste, his robes fell down, revealing his underpants.

Chu Xunzhen was stunned, her face flushed red, and she turned her head away.

Nangong Yue hurriedly pulled his clothes over his back, his eyes red with anxiety, his voice trembling with tears: "Sister, I... I've been using scar-removing cream, the scars on my body will fade away soon. Please don't think I'm ugly, okay?"

Chu Xun was completely dumbfounded.

How could she possibly dislike him?

Looking at those scars, she was heartbroken.

"Your Highness, I..."

Just as Chu Xun was about to explain, a roar suddenly rang out, and the two saw a black bear emerge from the shadows, slowly crawling towards them.

Nangong Yue's expression changed as her wounds reopened, staining her robes with blood.