The secret passage exit was outside the city. Earlier, Qin Wujiu was hiding on one side to block Liao Tingyan, and they didnt notice that there were another group of people hidden in the nearby woods... Unexpectedly, as soon as they met, an archer suddenly shot an arrow from the other side, hitting Qin Wujiu right on target.

  Qin Wu suddenly fell down, and almost everyone was unable to react in time. However, the team of people who came out of the small forest reacted quickly, and at the same time Qin Wu was shot off his horse carriage, dozens of guards wearing gray clothes rushed towards Liao Tingyan and others, holding shiny knives in their hands.

  This group of people had stern and cold faces, they moved swiftly with well-trained footsteps, almost in the blink of an eye they rushed to the front.

  "Protect the young master!" Qin Wus servants and attendants came to their senses, shouting in a flurry of panic. There were also several dozen people around Qin Wu, but half of them were unarmed slaves, because Qin Wu was so spoiled that he insisted on bringing so many servants with him. Now, only a few of these people could remain calm, trembling as they helped the wounded Qin Wu to his feet, discovering that an arrow had pierced his arm. When he fell from the carriage, the arrow had been knocked askew, tearing open a large gash, and fresh blood was flowing out profusely.

  Liao Tingyans side only had a few people, still trying to hold her back and not let her run wild, all of whom were sent by Chen Yun. Now that they encountered an enemy with unknown identity, they were also in disarray.

  Everyone was flustered by the imposing grey-clad men rushing over, except for Liao Tingyan, whose eyes shone brightly as she stared at the horse carriage that only had a few grey-clad guards left protecting it.

  The archer who had been standing on the carriage pole jumped down and stood to one side, then the curtain was lifted by a pair of pale hands, revealing a familiar face - Liao Tingyans.

  Liao Tingyan looked at the man appearing, subconsciously smiled a little, didnt even realize it herself, and immediately felt her eyes getting hot, feeling like crying - just like seeing dad suddenly appear after being bullied outside.

  What the hell is this! Is it true that Jun really doesnt play by the rules?

  Simar Jiao pushed open the curtain and walked out, looking through the crowd at Liao Tingyan. Liao Tingyan obviously saw his eyes pause for a moment on her chest, then pause again on her waist, frowning slightly.

  "Hmph, men. This man doesnt care about her life or death, only cares if theres still meat on her waist. Clearly, when he first saw her, his eyes were wide with wonder, but now, it seems that looking too much has made him tired of the sight. Liao Tingyan touched her slender waist, feeling half of the excitement in her heart dissipate."

  "Who are you!" Qin Wu Yous guards warily eyed the grey-clad men closing in.

  The grey-clad guards didnt waste any words, the glint of their knives was a clear indication that they were there to kill and silence. The guards around Qin Wu You also didnt dare to be so easily dismissed, they fought while retreating, shouting for someone to quickly help the young miss into the carriage and escape first.

  If they had run away obediently, they might have had a way to survive. Unfortunately, Qin Wu was still thinking of Liao Tingyan at this time and gritted his teeth to endure the severe pain, shouting loudly: "Kill Liao Tingyan first, I must not let her go today!"

  Both sides of the fight paused for a moment. Qin Wuyues guards knew that the county master was always spoiled and reckless, but they didnt expect that at this critical juncture, she would still continue to be reckless. These guards were already having a hard time just protecting Qin Wuyue from escaping, and now they had to split up to deal with the three people beside Liao Tingyan. The most unfortunate thing was that those three people were actually the county masters husbands men, and at this life-or-death moment, they still didnt forget to fight among themselves, which was really infuriating.

  But what can be done? They are elite guards cultivated by the Qin Nan royal family and are willing to die for their master, after all, whatever the master says goes.

  On the other side, the gray-robed men with cold expressions heard Qin Wus shout and felt a chill run down their backs, their scalps numb. Isnt this courting death? His Majesty has already exhausted so many people over the imperial concubines affair, and now shes right in front of him. To shout about killing the imperial concubine in His Majestys presence is to court death itself.

  Liao Tingyan suddenly became the center of the battle group, Qin Wuyous men were on one side resisting the gray-clad guards, while on the other side, a few people broke away to kill Liao Tingyan. The gray-clad guards saw this and thought that if they let the noble consort get hurt in front of them, their brothers would all be in trouble. In an instant, their desire for survival burst out, making them even more ruthless. Very quickly, half of the men broke through Qin Wuyous defensive line and charged into the frightened servants. The guards didnt have time to deal with these people, directly bypassing them to pounce on Liao Tingyan.

  The situation changed too quickly, leaving people at a loss. The three men guarding Liao Tingyan couldnt have imagined that things would turn out this way. There were only three of them, and they couldnt cope with either side. One side was clearly friendly troops, but now they looked ferocious and wanted to come and kill people. The other side appeared to be the enemy, yet they also looked fierce and seemed to want to snatch people away. How could they deal with this?

  In the end, it was Qin Wus people who arrived closer and faster. With a few swift moves, they killed two of them, and another one dragged Liao Tingyan away. This brother is really dedicated to his work, still struggling even in his dying breath.

  Qin Wu had no time to protect the guards and was about to pursue again, when a group of people in gray clothes rushed up and killed them. In an instant, the man who grabbed Liao Tingyan had dragged her out for several steps, when two arrows flew in, one hitting the mans arm that was pulling Liao Tingyan, and the other hitting his heart.

  The man fell forward at the same time his hand loosened, and Liao Tingyan was also dragged down to the ground with a stumble.

  Two grey-clad guards rushed over, holding blood-stained knives, and surrounded her to prevent any further danger. However, no one dared to reach out and help her up, except for one person who silently kicked the corpse of the man next to her a little further away.

  Liao Tingyans face turned pale, she had lost too much blood and hadnt taken good care of herself, her arm wound wasnt healed yet, and the commotion just now seemed to have reopened the wound. She looked up to see that the situation had already tipped in one direction, Qin Wuyue and those servants were being subdued, only a few guards were left struggling on the verge of death, and the gray-clad guards were making their final sweep.

  Simu Jiao walked over this way towards her.

  He trampled on the blood-soaked ground without any qualms, stepping over the still warm corpses that blocked his path, and ignored the ongoing slaughter. On the other hand, the people in gray clothes saw their master approaching and hurriedly made way for him, pulling aside the corpses that blocked his path and clearing a wide road for him.

  Liao Tingyan couldnt help but admit that this scene was really too pretentious. Its been a long time since Ive seen it, and Im still a bit unaccustomed to it.

  Simar Jiao walked up to her and stretched out one hand, "Come."

  His hand was still at that cool temperature, Liao Tingyan was pulled up by him, tears somehow streaming down, she raised her hands and hugged him tightly, wailing loudly.

  Even when she was shot through the arm and in so much pain that she could have ascended to heaven, she didnt cry. Afterwards, no matter how painful it got, she gritted her teeth and endured it, forcing herself to calm down whenever she encountered danger. It wasnt until this moment, when everything was almost settled, that she saw Sima Jiao, the dog emperor, and couldnt hold back her tears.

  "My hand hurts so much!" Liao Tingyan said with tears in her eyes.

  Simar Jiao hated it when others made a racket. Listening to the wailing and crying sounds next to his ear, his head hurt, not just his head, but other parts of his body seemed to ache at the same time, making him irritable and wanting to kill someone.

  She pulled open Liu Tingyans sleeve, and indeed saw a deep red bloodstain on her arm. Looking at her face again, the lips that were usually rosy had lost their color, and her cheeks were even paler, but her eyes were red, with tears still hanging from them, looking truly pitiful.

  "Will you still be slacking off next time?"

  Liao Tingyan who got caught slacking off: "....I wont slack off anymore."

  Simar stroked her neck and said, "Wrong, next time youll still touch, go back to the bedroom and dig a fish pond for you to touch."

  Liao Tingyan: Its been a while since Ive seen such an outrageous operation, digging a fish pond in the bedroom, dont you think it smells?

  She glanced at Sima Jiao and slumped her shoulders. "Actually, Ive thought about running away, but I couldnt succeed."

  Simar Jiao: "Youre just an ordinary person, I didnt expect you to accomplish anything on your own, its fine as long as youre still alive."

  Although he spoke in a flat tone, Liao Tingyan felt like crying again. Ordinary people cant do anything, this is too real, but sometimes such mediocrity is a crime, weakness is a crime. When she saw this person again, she also had some other worries in her heart, but before she could say it out loud, Sima Jiao said, as long as youre still alive, thats all that matters.

  With many people watching, Liao Tingyans composure returned and she forced back her tears.

  As for the gray-clad guards around them, they were stern-faced, their eyes drifting towards Your Majesty and the Imperial Consort. It turned out that the rumors about Your Majesty being gentle in front of the Imperial Consort were true! Really! It was almost unbelievable that this was their fearsome Your Majesty!

  The coachman drove the carriage over quickly, and Sima Jiao hastily helped Liao Tingyan aboard, following her up himself. The grey-clad guards swiftly dispatched all of Qin Wuyues guards and came to ask how to deal with Qin Wuyue. After all, she was also the only daughter of King Nan of Qin, so perhaps she still had some use.

  Liao Tingyan saw Qin Wuyue, who was being supported by her attendants, through the curtain that had not been let down yet. She stood unsteadily, staring at Sima Jiaos face with a look of having seen a ghost, and should have recognized his identity.

  "Impossible! How could he possibly show up here!" Qin Wus muttering to herself was only heard by the two attendants supporting her.

  Simu Jiao glanced at him without looking at Qin Wuyu and waved his hand.

  Everyone understood the gesture, and the gray-clad guard led the way. It wasnt until then that Qin Wu realized she was going to be killed. She had completely forgotten how arrogant she was when she shouted about killing others earlier. In a state of extreme terror, she screamed, "No, you cant kill me! Im the only daughter of King Nan of Qin. If you touch me, my father..."

  The carriage curtains came down, and the outside scene was no longer visible. Qin Wus voice stopped abruptly, and the attendants let out a cry of surprise. As the carriage moved slowly forward, it left that bloody scene behind.

  Liao Tingyan sat on the soft cushion, her whole body relaxed and leaning against Sima Jiaos chest. Sima Jiao raised his hand to open her collar and examine the wound on her arm. As expected, it was a scab that had just formed but was torn again, with fresh blood still flowing out. Without the obstruction of clothes, the bright red blood flowed down Liao Tingyans snowy skin.

  Liao Tingyan was like a dead fish, her clothes were pulled by Sima Jiao, and she didnt even think about covering her chest. She thought it was pointless to cover up anyway, since Sima Jiao wasnt interested, so there was no need to bother with such futile efforts. Besides, after relaxing, she really felt exhausted.

  Simar Jiao looked at her and saw that she was almost paralyzed, so he put one arm around her waist to support her. He then brought his other hand close to her wound, extending two fingers to dip into the flowing blood.

  It seemed like he wanted to see if her flowing blood was different from others, Sima Jiao looked at the blood on his two fingers for a while, then lifted Liao Tingyans arm and pressed his lips against it.

  Liao Tingyan was so shocked that she couldnt move, like a fish that had just been pulled out of the water and thrown onto the shore, her whole body twitching.

  No, youre licking what wound, being together for so long and I didnt even discover that youre actually a blood drinker! Liao Tingyan stared at Sima Jiaos head with a ghostly gaze, shrinking her arm back. What was that, even if it was licked, to be honest, it hurt a lot.

  Simar Jiao Ren pulled her arm away and lifted his head to press her head against his and kiss her.

  After being released, Liao Tingyan looked at his blood-stained lips and thought he might be the same style. The bloody taste in his mouth was a bit unbearable.

  Liao Tingyan: Pfft pfft.

  "This is your own blood." Sima Jiao turned her face over, carefully examining the color of her complexion, gazing at her bright red lips.

  I dont even want to drink my own blood, whats wrong with this guy? The two of us have been apart for a while and hes become abnormal. Liao Tingyan turned around in the car to look for tea water, Sima Jiao took out a thermos, drank some water and rinsed his mouth before saying: "I also think it tastes bad."

  Liao Tingyan: The taste is bad and youre bothering me? This person is still so annoying.

  Her clothes were disheveled, her hair was a bit messy, and there were still bloodstains on her face and shoulders. With this expression, she looked even more pitiful. Sima Jiao held the teapot and turned his head to look at her, suddenly smiling slightly, "How can you be so pitiful, really wronged."

  Liao Tingyan: Thank you for understanding, pass me the teapot.

  Simar Jiao handed her the teapot.

  Liao Tingyan: It seems like I didnt make a sound, has Sima Jiaos skill of reading eye movements leveled up again?

  She rinsed her mouth, handed the empty teapot back, and Sima Jiao pulled her over along with the teapot, holding her in his arms like before, habitually stroking her disheveled hair. His tone was surprisingly gentle and soothing, "You shed so much blood, Ill make those who bullied you pay it back several times over."