Her smile prevented him from struggling against the effects of the medicine in his body, and he quickly fell asleep.
Just as he had fallen asleep, Su Yingxue's mind was bombarded by the Little Ginseng's panic...no, panic-stricken beard. "You fool! His intuition is spot-on. Tonight is dangerous!"
"Let's return to the Marquis's Manor. The elite troops in the manor should be able to handle it. If he experiences a poison attack tonight, he won't have the strength to protect me anymore." Su Yingxue put on her hood, grabbed a horse from the backyard, and hurriedly made her way back to the Marquis's Manor.
However, she didn't anticipate that this time the enemy would be even more ruthless. The number of people coming to kill her had doubled, and they were all intent on taking her life.
With the help of Little Ginseng's power, Su Yingxue managed to hold her ground for a while, but gradually, the situation turned against her.
The leader of the black-clad assailants shouted, leaping into the air and aiming a strike at her. Although Su Yingxue agilely dodged the attack, her arm was grazed by the blade, leaving a gash.
"Ouch..." The Little Ginseng whined in a childish voice, "That hurts!"
"I didn't feel hurt, so why are you feel hurt?" Su Yingxue gritted her teeth. She wanted to beat up this unruly fellow.
The Little Ginseng puffed up its whiskers, rolling its eyes at Su Yingxue. "I've already warned you that it was dangerous, yet you still ended up knocking him out. Even if you were to die, I would be there to save your life!"
"You..." Su Yingxue was tripped by one of the attackers. Seeing the blade descending towards her, she was fortunate to have three silver needles in her hand. It was her last resort!
However, before the blades of those attackers could reach her, a powerful gust of wind swept through, colliding with them and causing their bodies to break apart.
These attackers were flung against walls and onto the ground, and Su Yingxue could hear the sound of their bones shattering.
"D*mn, that was impressive!" The Little Ginseng exclaimed in her mind, filled with awe.
Su Yingxue furrowed her brows. Yes, it was impressive, but who was this formidable person?
When she turned around, she saw a man exuding an aura of hostility, his power capable of toppling mountains and overturning the heavens. The Qing Frost Sword in his hand remained unstained with blood, yet all of their enemies had fallen.
When his gaze met hers, his deep and boundless eyes held a trace of tenderness.
Su Yingxue's face involuntarily blushed.
More black-clad attackers rushed forward, but Chu Yihan stood in front of Su Yingxue, wielding his sword. Su Yingxue remained unharmed, but she could hear the sound of blood splattering and flesh being rent apart as Chu Yihan's sword struck down.
These attackers didn't even have a chance to utter a scream before they all lay dead on the ground.
The streets of Chang'an were filled with corpses.
Chu Yihan sheathed his sword and turned to lift Su Yingxue with one hand. His tone, which had been gentle from the start, inquired, "Are you alright?"
Su Yingxue shook her head. "I'm fine."
However, Chu Yihan's gaze fell upon the wound on her arm, and his expression turned grim.
"Wow, he is so handsome!" The Little Ginseng filled Su Yingxue's mind with hearts, nearly on the verge of crying while biting its handkerchief.
"Can I trade places with you? I also want to be embraced by such a handsome man!" The Little Ginseng pleaded in its innocent and adorable voice.
"No!" Su Yingxue instantly rejected the request without hesitation.
The Little Ginseng felt sadness. "Sob, sob, sob."
"Can't what?" Chu Yihan looked at Su Yingxue with confusion.
Su Yingxue blushed and shook her head. "It's...nothing."
In the current situation, she didn't have the right to say no to him.
After all, he was the one who saved her life.
Chu Yihan carried Su Yingxue back to her room. Su Yingxue suddenly felt a tingling sensation on her face. She had resolved not to return to this place for the rest of her life, but reality had delivered a slap to her so swiftly.
Being slapped in the face hurt.