"Princess! Princess!"

  Urgent and tense cries kept coming, heavily striking Weilo's eardrum.

  Wei Luo furrowed her brow, thinking to herself: Whose TV is this? Why is the volume turned up so loud?! She furrowed her brow, feeling annoyed, and flipped over, wanting to get away from the noise.

  As soon as she moved, she found herself stiff all over and unable to move, with a sharp pain in her brain like needle pricks.

  What's wrong with me? With difficulty furrowing his brow, Weiluo struggled to open his eyes.

  In an instant, a strange, enlarged, and unkempt bearded face appeared before her eyes!

  Wei Luo's eyes widened in shock, a cry of surprise stuck in her throat, almost escaping.

  The reason she was a little off was that Wei Luo had been calm and composed since childhood, so she swallowed her fear whole.

  The man saw Wei Luo open her eyes, his eyebrows slightly relaxed, and he forced a smile, revealing a set of slightly yellow teeth. He straightened up and asked respectfully: "Princess, are you awake?"

  Wei Luo opened her mouth, just about to speak, when suddenly a mournful cry of "Ah——" came from outside the carriage. The cry was shrill and despairing, like that of someone on the verge of death! Accompanying this cry were the sounds of clashing blades. Moreover, these noises were coming from right outside the carriage, just a few meters away! Wei Luo, who had been dazed until now, was startled by the cry and her mind cleared slightly. She propped herself up against the wall of the carriage and sat up straight.

  Wei Luo's eyes rolled over and she was shocked to find herself in a horse-drawn carriage, surrounded by thick purple-red fabric.

  She took a glance and reached out to wipe her forehead. A decoration hung down from her head, blocking her line of sight and making it hard for her to see anything.

  Wei Luo reached out to touch the ornament, and then turned her head to look at the man. Her eyes widened in shock as they landed on the man's tied-up hair bun and the bloodstained copper armor on his body!

  Wei Luo took a deep breath and inhaled a strong bloody smell, then she quickly looked at her own exposed pale small hand.

  It wasn't me!

  Wei Luo's gasping for air startled the man who was looking out of the window, he turned around and anxiously looked at Wei Luo whose eyes were still dazed, shouting: "Princess, the bandits are well-prepared, our people are no match for them, we must withdraw quickly! I'll escort you to leave!"

  He didn't wait for Wei Luo to respond, stretched out his hand and completely pulled open the carriage curtain, grabbed Wei Luo's arm and dragged her down from the carriage. Just as Wei Luo managed to steady herself, Big Beard took a step forward and blocked her way!

  Blood!

  So much blood!

  In front of her was a battlefield. Twenty or thirty swordsmen wearing copper breastplates were tightly surrounding her carriage, fighting with a group of black-clad men with their faces covered. The situation was very unfavorable, and the corpses scattered all over the ground were all the copper-armored swordsmen on this side.

  There were over 150 black-clad men on horseback. The dozens of black-clad men at the front were engaged in a fierce battle, while the hundred or so behind them held long swords and watched the commotion with interest. Did the enemy really have that many people to spare for watching the excitement?

  At this moment, Wei Luo's arm tightened again, and her body lightened, but she was thrown onto the horseback by that bearded big man. This throw made the ornament on Wei Luo's head fall down again, blocking more than half of her vision. However, she is now both frightened and having chest pain, and she doesn't have the mind to wipe away the ornament again. Now, there is only one thought in her mind: this is really not like a dream!

  The big bearded man jumped up and sat behind her, his long sword slashed, cutting off the rope connecting the white horse to the carriage.

  A loud voice came from behind Wei Luo, "Princess, I had no choice but to take drastic measures, forgive me!"

  He said, with a long whistle, 'Hush, hush', and turned his horse around.

  The horse's body turned, and the twenty or thirty swordsmen simultaneously let out a long whistle. The crowd, already exhausted, suddenly danced with silver light, their killing intent overflowing. Especially in the direction the horse was heading, the five swordsmen were almost reckless in their frenzied stabbing, it seemed they wanted to clear a bloody path for Wei Luo and the others to escape!

  Just then, a clear and pleasant laughter came, "Good loyal Yue people!"

  As the laughter fell, several men sat in the back, watching the bustling black-clothed swordsmen let out a long whistle, and at the same time jumped up from their horses, rushing towards the swordsman in front of Wei Luo. Before they arrived, the sword energy had already come horizontally. These few people were obviously masters, and Wei Luo only saw a flash of silver light in front of his eyes, and then heard several mournful cries! Immediately afterwards, several blood arrows shot out far away!

  Blood arrows still in the air, several human heads have already rolled to the ground! Just at this moment, those five swordsmen who opened the way for Wei Luo and the two of them had already fallen to the ground!

  At this sight, Wei Luo's small face turned pale, her stomach churned with a wave of nausea, her heart thudded wildly, and her vision blurred. This...this wasn't like a dream at all!

  The big bearded man's face also turned pale at this time, he gritted his teeth and stared at the several black-clothed swordsmen blocking their way, looking back at them with a cold smile on his face, which was somewhat careless. He felt a wave of despair in his heart. He bit his teeth heavily and said to Wei Luo in a low voice: "Princess, I'm useless!" After speaking, he let out a long sigh and dismounted his horse. Supporting Wei Luo to stand firm, the big bearded man's voice rose, hoarsely shouting: "Halt!"

  He gave the order to his subordinates, and only a dozen or so of the copper-armored swordsmen were left. They heard their leader's command and, dancing with swords, approached him. The black-clad men saw them retreat and did not pursue, one by one recalling their spears, expressionless, continuing to sit upright on horseback, coldly, condescendingly staring at Wei Luo and the others.

  In a short while, the swordsmen had already crowded together in a tight group, still keeping Wei Luo tightly protected in the center. As they drew closer, wave after wave of intense bloody smell filled Wei Luo's surroundings, and those suits of copper armor were even more oppressive, making her delicate skin ache.

  But at this time, Wei Luo didn't care about these details. She was pale and stood there dazedly, her mind a blur. She didn't know what she was thinking, only one thought kept surfacing in her mind: This must be a dream, yes, this must be a dream!

  Although Wei Luo kept telling herself that it was just a dream, in her heart, she had already clearly felt that this wasn't like a dream at all! Everything was too real!

  Hahaha.

  Another burst of loud laughter came, amidst the laughter, a group of black-clad men simultaneously sheathed their swords and retreated to both sides, and a young man in black walked out.

  The young man in black walked towards Weiruo and the others, stretching out his white and slender fingers to slowly lift off his face veil.

  A handsome face appeared before everyone's eyes.

  The young man was about ten years old, with a tanned complexion. He had a lean and strong build, with well-defined facial features, a broad forehead, high nose, thin lips, and a pair of narrow, bright black eyes. Such a face was as if carved by the heavens themselves, possessing a masculine beauty reminiscent of ancient Greek sculptures. His gait was extremely elegant, like a black panther walking on the prairie, ready to pounce!

  The young man's face was exposed, and the swordsmen all shouted in surprise. The bearded big man stared with wide eyes, disbelieving, "You... you are Jin Guo Gongzi Quanling? Since Quanling Gongzi has already been engaged to our country's Fourth Princess, why did you attempt to assassinate her on the way? Do... do you want to break off the engagement?"

  Jingling Gongzi took a big step forward, stopping only five steps away from the crowd. He burst out laughing and said, "Yes! I am indeed here to assassinate the Fourth Princess." As he spoke, his dark eyes fell on Wei Luo's pale face like a knife, cold and menacing.

  He looked Wei Luo up and down, then revealed his white teeth as he smiled: "Indeed a beauty! What a pity, such a beautiful girl is going to die! And she's going to die on the road to Jin Yue's marriage alliance, what a waste!"

  Actually, at this time Wei Luo was dressed as a new bride, her long hair was combed up and a large piece of jade hung down from it, which fell to the tip of her nose, blocking her forehead and more than half of her eyes, nose, and on both sides of the jade were inlaid with gold, silver, and pearls. This piece of jade blocked half of her face, and her facial features could not be seen at all. Others who wanted to see her could only judge that she looked good from her fair skin and faint facial features.

  The Duke of Jingling sighed a few times and said it was a pity, then burst out laughing again.

  His clear and loud laughter echoed far and wide, causing the mountains to echo in response.

  The big-bearded man's lips moved, but he couldn't say a word. He had always thought that this group of people were just mountain bandits, and now he knew that they were actually the groom himself who came to kill him. This matter didn't need to be said, he also knew that it would definitely involve a conspiracy between countries. He was just a swordsman, the envoys in the team had been shot and killed early on, he didn't understand, nor did he know how to deal with this situation.

  Jingling Gongzi's smile froze, and he coldly stared at the crowd of pale-faced, demoralized copper-armored swordsmen. With a wave of his hand, he shouted in a deep voice: "Kill them all, leave none alive!"

  "Promise!"

  Uniform promises of sound came from all sides, and the black-clothed men with spears stepped forward simultaneously. The silver light flashed, and the spearheads attacked the bronze-armored swordsmen again! This attack was even more fierce than before!

  The tip of the spear was approaching, and the murderous aura had already risen! At this time, Wei Luo's face had turned white with no hint of blood color left. Her heart was racing wildly, one beat more urgent than the last, accompanied by a stinging pain that throbbed in sync with her heartbeat. Meanwhile, her pupils were rapidly expanding, expanding...

  In a daze of terror, Wei Luo vaguely turned over an idea in her mind, 'What's wrong with me? Could it be that I'm not dreaming after all? Otherwise, why would I feel suffocated, as if my heart is not good?' This thought only flashed by for a moment before Wei Luo sank into darkness.

  At this time, the Copper Armor Swordsmen had already clashed with the black-clad men again. Wei Luo's body went limp and she fell to the ground, hitting her head against the carriage shaft with a 'thud' as she fell, only to receive a few sympathetic and helpless glances.

  Jingling Gongzi's handsome face wore a faint smile, he glanced at Wei Luo who had fallen to the ground, motionless, and let out a disdainful hum before turning away.

  The men in black were far superior to the bronze-armored swordsmen in both strength and numbers. With a few flashes of their swords, the remaining bearded strongman was also stabbed with several holes and fell to the ground.

  "My lord, all the Yue people have been killed!"

  The eyes of the Duke of Jingling slowly turned over the corpses on the ground and nodded: "Good!"

  A man in black rode up to Wei Luo, holding a spear and pointing it at her. He used the tip of his spear to turn her motionless body over, dismounted his horse, reached out to touch her nose, then turned to face Jingling Gongzi and said: "Gongzi, this Fourth Princess of Yue has been scared to death. Do you want me to add another spear thrust for good measure?"

  Jingling Gongzi heard this and glanced at the motionless Wei Luo, saying lightly: "Let's keep her reputation intact, leave her body whole! Withdraw!"

  "Promise!"

  The sound of horseshoes echoed, and a group of black-clad men stirred up clouds of dust that filled the sky, disappearing into the horizon in no time.