Chapter 83: That Is Nan Xueyin

Bai Sheng actually wanted to ask why they didn't just ask for help directly, as that would certainly have resulted in fewer casualties for their men.

But in the blink of an eye, he understood—

The Prince and the Crown Prince were at odds both openly and secretly; the Prince cared about his reputation, so it was absolutely impossible for him to open his mouth and request the Crown Prince's help.

Bai Sheng sighed in his heart; in that case, it was a pity for these brothers who were fighting for their lives.

Wu Zhui must have endured these pressures in the past, right?

Bai Sheng had no other choice; the arrow was on the string and had to be fired, so he could only collect his thoughts and shout loudly: "Listen up! Move toward that side!"

The carriage resumed its journey, and Nan Xueyin and Xiao Youlan remained silent for a long time; neither of them spoke.

Instead, Shu Yu outside clicked his tongue and said: "Your Highness! That group of people from Prince Duan's side is moving toward us! They are trying to lure the Assassin toward us!"

Xiao Youlan's thoughts shifted only slightly before he understood Xiao Mingyu's intention.

He looked at Nan Xueyin with an amused expression, "Wanting both face and substance, is he always like this?"

Nan Xueyin did not say a word.

"It's hard on you all to still be throwing your lives away for him." Xiao Youlan did not bother to hide his disdain for Xiao Mingyu.

"Your Highness, they are coming!"

Shu Yu warned, "The Assassin is coming too!"

Before the words had even faded, a "ding" sound was heard; it was Shu Yu swinging his sword to knock away an iron arrow shot through the air.

Nan Xueyin heard the conversation between the Assassins.

"That doesn't seem to be Prince Duan's men."

"Looks like the Eastern Palace?"

"Who cares where they're from! Such a luxurious carriage, isn't it all paid for with our blood and sweat? They all deserve to die!"

Nan Xueyin heard the gist of it and vaguely guessed where this group of people had come from.

She frowned slightly.

"You..."

Xiao Youlan had just started to speak when Nan Xueyin suddenly grabbed his wrist and pulled him hard into her arms.

Shu Yu's warning came in half a beat late: "Your Highness, watch out!"

Xiao Youlan looked back; right where he had been sitting, an iron arrow had pierced diagonally through the window.

If not for Nan Xueyin's intervention, the arrowhead would surely have buried itself in his back; even if it wasn't deep and wouldn't take his life, it would still be an injury that would require bleeding and applying medicine.

Once out of danger, Nan Xueyin let go of him and said coldly: "If I had known it could shoot in, I wouldn't have pulled you; I would have just let you die here."

Xiao Youlan chuckled softly, "Hard mouth, soft heart."

The fighting had already started outside the carriage, and the clashing sounds of weapons could be heard.

Nan Xueyin rubbed her fingers.

Xiao Youlan noticed this small detail and asked abruptly: "Do you want to go out?"

Nan Xueyin curled the corner of her mouth, "You're willing?"

She always felt that Xiao Youlan had ill intentions.

"Just letting you go out for a fight; under my watch, you can't escape."

Saying this, Xiao Youlan leaned out first.

He even looked back and reached out his hand toward Nan Xueyin.

In the midst of the chaos, such a handsome and visibly precious young gentleman was very eye-catching.

The Assassins quickly noticed Xiao Youlan; compared to Xiao Mingyu, he was even easier to target, and several Assassins moved in unison, recklessly brandishing their blades to close in.

At this moment, their combat strength was scattered, and those who came were all desperate men; Shu Yu was already doing his best to hold off three of them and was unable to divide his attention, so he could only shout angrily: "Your Highness! Get away!"

But Xiao Youlan did not move, focusing his gaze on Nan Xueyin inside the carriage.

The two Assassins who had taken advantage of the chaos to approach the carriage saw this and revealed gleeful smiles, "Looks like he's scared out of his wits."

"Then don't blame us for being impolite!"

"Go to hell!"

The two of them, one on the left and one on the right, raised the weapons in their hands and hacked at Xiao Youlan without any restraint.

Xiao Mingyu was not far away and happened to witness this scene.

The pressure on his side had already eased significantly, and seeing the Assassins attack Xiao Youlan, his heart couldn't help but beat faster—Xiao Youlan was the greatest obstacle to his contention for the position of Crown Prince; if he were to die under the Assassins' blades today, wouldn't that be a wonderful thing?

However, just as the blades were only a few inches away from Xiao Youlan, a dark red figure darted out from inside the carriage.

With a kick to the left and right, she neatly kicked away the two Assassins' weapons, her figure steady as she landed beside Xiao Youlan.

As she stopped, the clothes and hair that had just flown up also fell softly.

Xiao Mingyu's gaze converged on her face, his pupils suddenly dilating.

Nan Xueyin!

"Very beautiful."

Xiao Youlan commented in a low voice.

Nan Xueyin glanced at him, speaking concisely, "Hide properly."

Although she suspected that Xiao Youlan had impure motives for letting her out to fight, she had to admit that when encountering Assassins, her hands did indeed itch.

Although fighting and killing were her job, sometimes she would get tired of doing such things after killing too much, but most of the time, she thoroughly enjoyed the process, enjoying the hearty, flesh-to-flesh combat.

"Where did this woman come from?"

The Assassins were not afraid.

They had only heard that there was a powerful female Assassin by Prince Duan's side; this was the Crown Prince, not Prince Duan.

A simple setback was not enough to constitute a blow; the two Assassins exchanged a look and launched their offensive again.

Nan Xueyin tapped her toes lightly and flew down to the ground; tilting her head, she dodged a blade and delivered a heavy elbow strike, causing the Assassin so much pain he nearly vomited blood.

Nan Xueyin gripped his throat with brute force in her arm, used the momentum to flip herself up, clamped her legs around another Assassin's neck, and flipped both men onto the ground.

Having dealt with these two, her limbs were warmed up, and she strode toward the next Assassin.

Without needing a single blade or sword, she herself was the sharpest blade and sword.

And it was obvious that with the addition of Nan Xueyin, the Eastern Palace guards displayed an overwhelming advantage.

On the other side.

Bai Sheng was half a beat late, finally seeing the face of the woman standing beside the Crown Prince; he found it hard to believe and tentatively turned his head to look at Xiao Mingyu's expression, "Prince, that looks like..."

Xiao Mingyu's expression was terrifyingly gloomy.

It was not "like," that was Nan Xueyin.

She was clearly an Assassin he had cultivated, yet now she stood beside his enemy, blocking the blades aimed at his enemy!