Seeing Cuihuan staggering and almost falling, Wei Dongling's eyes were filled with heartache. She glanced at Jingzhe and said, "Promise me! You must be okay!"
Jingzhe was taken aback upon hearing this. He turned to look at Wei Dongling. Only his narrow eyes were visible through the veil covering his face, and there was a complex look in them. After hesitating for a moment, he still nodded at Wei Dongling and said okay.
Only after hearing his response did Wei Dongling get up and chase after Cuihuan.
Seeing that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was in a towering rage, the servants didn't dare to slack off at all. They all jumped over the high wall of the Crown Prince's Mansion and chased after the three of them.
The archers' arrows came menacingly, their tips glinting coldly, like hungry beasts in the darkness.
The enemy outnumbered them. Although Jingzhe was nimble and waved his soft sword to block and retreat, he gradually began to struggle. Carelessly, an arrow pierced through his thigh. Jingzhe didn't even grunt, but his steps slowed down.
Wei Dongling looked back at Jingzhe. When she saw him get hit by the arrow, she was instantly terrified. Suddenly, she saw an arrow shooting straight at her. She wanted to dodge, but in this position, if she dodged, Cuihuan would surely be hit. In a hurry, Wei Dongling reached out her hand to block it. The arrow instantly pierced through her left hand, and she let out a pained cry: "Ah—Mu Rong Jingyu! I curse your ancestors!"
Hearing Wei Dongling scold him by name, the Crown Prince was so angry that he trembled all over. Pointing at her, he roared at the archers beside him: "Kill her for me!"
"Yes!"
Seeing Wei Dongling get injured, Jingzhe was extremely anxious. But he didn't dare to stop for a moment with the soft sword in his hand. He blocked in front of her and continuously deflected the incoming arrows.
Wei Dongling called out to him: "We can't engage in a protracted battle! We have to leave quickly!" Then, enduring the pain, she picked up the tottering Cuihuan and ran away first.
Seeing the two of them run far away, Jingzhe no longer had to worry about them. He blocked and retreated, barely avoiding two fatal arrows.
The Crown Prince's face was horribly cold. He snatched the bow and arrow from the man beside him, aimed at Jingzhe, pulled the string, and shot an arrow.
Jingzhe didn't dodge. The arrow stabbed deeply into his collarbone.
Seeing this, the Crown Prince sneered and reached for another arrow in the quiver.
Jingzhe stood still and quietly looked at the Crown Prince. Suddenly, he bowed to him from afar.
The Crown Prince thought he was trying to plead for mercy and coldly laughed: "You're unforgivable! Let this Crown Prince send you on your last journey!"
Jingzhe didn't say a word. He slowly pulled out the arrow from his collarbone with his right hand. The barb of the arrow tip brought out flesh and blood, and blood gushed out instantly. But Jingzhe didn't even grunt. He clenched the arrow tightly in his hand and threw it forcefully at the Crown Prince.
With a tearing sound, the arrow hit the white jade crown on the Crown Prince's head.
The jade crown fell to the ground with a crisp sound and broke into two pieces. Under the moonlight, the Crown Prince's long black hair like satin scattered, setting off his delicate features. He was extremely handsome. But at this moment, his face was extremely ugly. He stared at Jingzhe in the distance, furious. The veins on his temples bulged, and he roared: "Those who oppose me shall all die!"
At the Crown Prince's order, the secret guards, bodyguards, and thugs in the mansion almost all rushed out and chased after Jingzhe in the streets, shouting for his death.
Wei Dongling ran extremely fast and left the pursuers far behind. But she still didn't dare to slack off. Cold sweat dripped from her forehead. She held up her injured left hand and carried Cuihuan, whose body was gradually going limp. As she ran at full speed, she choked with sobs and said, "Huanhuan! Don't scare me!"
Cuihuan, who was seriously injured, was still conscious. She wrapped her arms around Wei Dongling's neck, glanced at Jingzhe who was in trouble in the distance, and replied in a muffled voice, "I won't die for a while, but your friend is probably in great danger..."
Wei Dongling let out a cry.
Since Jingzhe went missing, Wei Dongling had been extremely worried. She vaguely knew that Jingzhe couldn't defeat that Granny Gao who played with Buddhist beads like marbles! After receiving the warning note, she thought that Jingzhe was being harassed by the Crown Prince and didn't come to find her because he was dead.
Now seeing him appear in front of her safe and sound, she finally felt relieved.
But... Jingzhe had just saved them, and now he was at a disadvantage against the Crown Prince.
Wei Dongling was in a complete mess. She was so worried that she didn't know what to do. She was just thinking about whether to hide Cuihuan in a safe place and then go back to save Jingzhe. Just as she was hesitating to find a place, she suddenly saw a carriage galloping towards them in the distance.
Seeing the familiar outline of the carriage, Wei Dongling's eyes lit up. It was exactly the carriage of the Su Mansion!
Sure enough, the coachman was Uncle Li!
Wei Dongling shouted in a panic: "Uncle Li! I'm here!"
The moonlight was dim. Hearing Wei Dongling's voice, Uncle Li whipped the horse's butt hard and galloped straight towards them.
"Girl! How are you?" As soon as Uncle Li jumped off the carriage, he saw Cuihuan limp in Wei Dongling's arms. Then, seeing the arrow that had pierced through Wei Dongling's left palm, Uncle Li's face changed.
Wei Dongling pointed behind her and said anxiously: "Uncle Li, a friend of mine is fighting with the Crown Prince's men to save us! He might be in trouble now..."
"You guys go back first! I'll go and bring him back!" Before she could finish speaking, Uncle Li took out the big knife from the interlayer of the carriage and rushed towards Jingzhe.
Only then did Wei Dongling feel relieved.
"Miss, are you okay?" A Cheng jumped out of the carriage. Seeing the miserable state of the two of them, his face darkened. He quickly reached out to pick up Cuihuan and carefully carried her into the carriage.
Wei Dongling drove the carriage back to the Su Mansion. Looking back, she asked A Cheng, "Why are you and Uncle Li here?"
A Cheng sighed and said, "Xiao Hong came back covered in blood to deliver the message, which really shocked everyone. Brother Lang was worried that you would fall into the hands of the Crown Prince, so he brought me straight to the Crown Prince's Mansion."
It was really thanks to Uncle Li's quick wits!
Wei Dongling asked worriedly, "How is Xiao Hong?"
A Cheng replied, "There are a few wounds on her body. She should be okay. Your horse is so stubborn that no one can touch it! We can only wait for you to go back and apply medicine to it."
Wei Dongling was speechless.
In the Su Mansion, everyone was out, and only Old Master Su and Old Master Lin were at home. When they saw the two girls so injured, they were both shocked and angry. They quickly helped them into the house.
No one knew when Ruan Niang would come back. Old Master Lin checked Cuihuan's injuries and then went out to invite a doctor.
Cuihuan's bleeding had stopped, and she lay silently on the bed.
Wei Dongling held up her left palm with the arrow still stuck in it. Her face was full of gloom. A Cheng brought over a pot of strong wine. He grabbed her hand, cut off the arrow tail with a meteor blade, poured the wine on it, and quite neatly pulled out the broken arrow. He quickly pressed on the wound to stop the bleeding and then applied medicine. The whole set of actions was smooth and fluent.
Wei Dongling cried out in pain. Tears and snot flowed down her face on the spot. She slapped the table and started swearing.
A Cheng gave her a sidelong glance, applied medicine and bandaged her up, and then dragged her to stop the bleeding and apply medicine to Xiao Hong.