Chapter 33 Maybe the Prince Ning Is a Big Tree Attracting the Wind

Since the mountain temple had been abandoned for many years, only a rotten and mottled wooden frame remained at the entrance. The former gate had long been removed by someone and no one knew where it was.

The howling mountain wind occasionally blew into the temple. Even though summer was approaching, it still carried a desolate chill.

Chu Qing couldn't help shivering, but still glanced into the darkness at the entrance. Then, a man stepped in.

He was dressed in a riding suit as black as the night. Although his appearance was as gentle as if carved from jade, the air pressure around him was terribly low.

However, when he saw her, the darkness in his eyes gradually faded away.

Chu Qing remembered the dream she had a few days ago.

In the dream, the man reached out his hand to her when she needed it most.

Now, it seemed to be the same scene as in the dream.

"The prince is back?" Chu Qing smiled and looked up at the man.

Wei Ying finally arrived. Everything was still in time.

Seeing the full smile in Chu Qing's eyes, Wei Ying also hooked the corner of his mouth and stepped forward.

After he helped Chu Qing untie the hemp rope that bound her, when he saw the shocking wounds, Wei Ying's eyes turned cold again.

"What about those two people?" Chu Qing rubbed her somewhat stiff legs and asked curiously, remembering the muffled groan.

Wei Ying replied, "I've knocked them out. There were only two of them, yet they managed to kidnap you from the bustling Xingfu Temple."

"Um... I was too careless..." Chu Qing replied sheepishly in a low voice.

Chu Qing tried to stand up, but found that her legs were still a bit numb because they had been tied for too long. Just when she didn't know how to speak, she suddenly felt her feet leave the ground. She was picked up by Wei Ying.

Although it wasn't the first time she had been carried, it was the first time when she was awake.

At this moment, the pleasant smell of agarwood on Wei Ying's body wafted into her nose from time to time, and she could feel the warmth of his body.

Chu Qing blushed again.

Oh no! She had been reborn for some time, and she almost forgot her relationship with Wei Ying. She might really be gradually living as Chu Qing, and the identity of the grand empress dowager was gradually fading away from her.

Wei Ying seemed to sense that the person in his arms was becoming increasingly stiff. He lowered his head and saw Chu Qing looking at him with a blushing face.

"Why is Qingqing blushing?" Wei Ying raised his eyebrows and smiled.

After meeting Wei Ying's gaze, Chu Qing immediately turned her head to the side and stammered, "I'm not. Don't talk nonsense! If I am, it might be because I've caught a cold!"

After saying that, Chu Qing closed her eyes and pretended to doze off.

She was really in a mess. She kept losing her composure in front of a junior!

Wei Ying looked at Chu Qing who was pretending to sleep and smiled silently.

Just as he was carrying Chu Qing out of the mountain temple, the smile on Wei Ying's face instantly disappeared.

There seemed to be a rustling sound from the depths of the wild grass.

Chu Qing was really about to fall asleep, but when she felt Wei Ying's arm suddenly tighten, she immediately opened her eyes.

With a glance, Chu Qing understood that there was something wrong.

The two kidnappers before were still unconscious on the ground beside them. From the previous conversation, Chu Qing knew that only these two people had kidnapped her.

So now, this sudden killing intent didn't belong to the same group as the two kidnappers, and the two sides were not on the same level.

She really didn't check the almanac before going out today. Enemies kept coming one after another.

As Wei Ying held his breath lightly, Chu Qing also involuntarily followed suit.

Just then, a cold wind blew towards them. Chu Qing couldn't help but close her eyes slightly. Immediately afterwards, dozens of black figures leaped out of the grass.

After opening her eyes, Chu Qing was a bit shocked when she saw a group of men in black with a murderous look.

With her current identity, it shouldn't be necessary to use so many people.

Thinking of this, Chu Qing looked at Wei Ying. When the latter felt her gaze, he gave her an apologetic look.

Alright. Maybe the Prince Ning is really a big tree attracting the wind.

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Soon, dozens of figures rushed over. Wei Ying carried Chu Qing and turned around to avoid the long swords of the attackers. However, before they could catch their breath, another attack came from the side.

Chu Qing felt that she was being carried by Wei Ying, spinning and jumping in all directions. Her stomach was churning, and most importantly, she could feel Wei Ying's breathing gradually becoming heavier.

As the Prince Ning of the Yan Kingdom, he was very powerful.

But now, because he was carrying her, he was a bit overwhelmed.

"Put me down." Chu Qing frowned and said seriously.

Wei Ying also frowned, but he didn't put her down.

"Put me down. I'll hide beside you. This way, it will be easier for you to free your hands. Otherwise, carrying me like this will greatly affect your performance!" Seeing that Wei Ying didn't respond, Chu Qing couldn't help but get a bit anxious.

If this continued, they might both be stabbed through!

Seeing that Chu Qing was really getting anxious, Wei Ying sighed softly and put her down.

"Hold my hand." Then Wei Ying said in a low voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, he grabbed Chu Qing's hand tightly with one hand. With the other hand, he drew out his sword and began to deal with the attackers.

Chu Qing stared fixedly at the hand that was being held, as if the sword lights and shadows around them no longer existed.

This feeling was a bit strange.

Even though he was holding Chu Qing's hand with one hand and wielding a sword to fight the enemy with the other, Wei Ying was still full of killing intent at this moment. The wild grass had been cut to pieces by the sword energy. Chu Qing came to her senses and stopped thinking about those messy feelings of love.

Gathering her mind, Chu Qing began to keep an eye on the enemies around for Wei Ying. When she saw someone trying to sneak up on him from behind, she would quickly and accurately remind Wei Ying.

Gradually, the two developed a bit of a tacit understanding. As long as Chu Qing told the direction, Wei Ying would stab back forcefully.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the people on the other side swarmed up. Wei Ying waved his sword while protecting Chu Qing.

Suddenly, a sharp cry of a partridge sounded, and then another group of people rushed in from all directions.

Seeing this, Chu Qing involuntarily tightened her grip on Wei Ying's hand. When the latter felt it, his brows relaxed, and he said to her, "They're our own people."

Hearing that they were their own people, Chu Qing's tense body gradually relaxed.

Today was really tense and exciting!

After being tossed around like this, she thought it was really amazing that she hadn't fainted yet.

The enemies were quickly dealt with. A few people who seemed to be the leaders were tied up, and the rest were all killed.

"Why is the noble prince always being attacked?" Chu Qing, who had relaxed, couldn't help but tease.

She had been with him twice outside, and both times they had been attacked. Couldn't she even say a teasing word?

Wei Ying looked up at Chu Qing, and suddenly his body swayed.

Seeing this, Chu Qing immediately reached out to support him.

Then, she felt a sticky feeling on her hand. Looking closely, it was blood.

"You're injured?" Chu Qing's expression suddenly turned cold.