Allure of a Country Maiden-Chapter 443 - 441

Shangguan Xuanyi seemed to have gone mad, slashing his sword at the bodyguards who were blocking his path to kill Princess Xiyue.

His martial arts skills had greatly improved over the years, and he was exceptionally powerful when he was furious. Anyone who got close was decapitated or lost an arm. For a moment, everyone was terrified by the killing intent radiating from him and dared not approach.

Shangguan Xuanyi, with red eyes and a face full of hatred, glared at Princess Xiyue. Holding his sword, he approached her step by step.

Princess Xiyue looked on disbelievingly, constantly retreating in fear. Had Shangguan Xuanyi come to his senses?

How could that be possible!

Wasn’t the love spell very powerful?

She couldn’t quite believe it. Facing the approaching Shangguan Xuanyi, who looked like a messenger from hell, she tried to keep calm while continuously backing away. She attempted to mislead Shangguan Xuanyi by calling out, "Brother Shangguan..."

"Shut up!" Hearing her address him in such a way only infuriated Shangguan Xuanyi further. With a raspy voice, he roared as he sent a sword flying towards her. It moved so fast that it disappeared from sight, lodging itself in Princess Xiyue’s slightly open mouth!

Princess Xiyue’s eyes were wide open with disbelief as she collapsed, a sword sticking comically out of her mouth.

She called him Brother Shangguan?! Shangguan Xuanyi’s face contorted with rage! Only Xiao’er was allowed to call him Brother Shangguan, and how dare this witch call him that!

Shangguan Xuanyi pulled out his sword and couldn’t resist plunging it into her heart one more time.

Although he was usually expressionless, anyone could recognize his immense hatred and despair at this moment.

With the death of Princess Xiyue, the Xiyue’s guards seemed to wake up from a big dream. They picked up their weapons and started throwing them at Shangguan Xuanyi.

Shangguan Xuanyi ignored the swords slashing towards him. If anyone dared to attack the person in his arms, he would cut off their hands or heads without hesitation. His body was soon covered in cuts and bruises.

The number of royal guards from Xiyue was increasing, but Shangguan Xuanyi fought even more fiercely, completely ignoring his injuries.

This was like Shangguan Xuanyi dancing at the brink of death!

Four hidden guards instantly arrived by his side, protecting him.

Stimulated by the turn of events, Shen Chengyao and Shen Jingrui picked up a sword from the ground and joined the fight.

They wanted to avenge their daughter (sister)!

Zhao Yong and Yang Liu, seeing this, came to their sides to protect Shen Chengyao and Shen Jingrui.

Another group of soldiers from the Xiyue kingdom appeared.

An Shier said to Shangguan Xuanyi, "Master, we need to retreat! We are greatly outnumbered!"

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An Shier saw Shangguan Xuanyi looking as if he wanted to die in battle and felt extremely anxious.

He looked at the girl in Shangguan Xuanyi’s arms and an idea occurred to him. "Master, I have healing pills. Let’s apply some to Rui’an to stop the bleeding. All of Rui’an’s healing pills were taken by Feng Xing, so we better return quickly to get the pills from him," An Shier suggested while fighting off enemies.

Although he believed that it was impossible to save Rui’an, who had been stabbed in the heart, he guessed that his master was not aware of the severity of the situation.

Upon hearing this, Shangguan Xuanyi reacted finally, realizing that he needs to save Xiao’er as she was still savable according to An Shier!

"Retreat!"

An Shier breathed a sigh of relief and amidst the chaos, managed to shoot a grateful glance at An Shier.

Shangguan Xuanyi quickly dashed towards the horse carriage parked at a distance.

Seeing this, Zhao Yong blew a whistle and in no time, several horses appeared.

Zhao Yong and Yang Liu kicked away the nearby bodyguards and carried Shen Chengyao and Shen Jingrui respectively towards the carriage.

Eleven, Twelve, and Fourteen stayed behind, throwing several smoke bombs once the carriage had gone,

then quickly mounted their horses and fled using their Qinggong skills.

After the carriage had traveled some distance, Shangguan Xuanyi reached out of the carriage.

"Jinchuang ointment!"

Eleven hurriedly rode up to the carriage and handed the ointment to Shangguan Xuanyi.

Xiao’er’s wound was in her heart, so Yang Liu said, "Master, let me do it!"

Shen Chengyao and Shen Jingrui voluntarily climbed out of the carriage, each taking up a position on either side of Zhao Yong.

In the end, they weren’t yet married, and Shen Chengyao was still there. No matter how unwilling, Shangguan Xuanyi carefully laid Xiao’er down before leaping out of the carriage onto his horse.

Yang Liu gently placed a finger under Xiao’er’s nose. She was so nervous, feeling for Xiao’er’s breath, which felt faint but there. She touched Xiao’er’s palm and felt a trace of warmth. A ray of hope rose in Yang Liu’s heart.

She carefully undid Xiao’er’s blood-soaked clothes, revealing the wound over her heart.

The wound had stopped bleeding. It didn’t look like a fresh wound that was constantly leaking blood; instead, it seemed as if it was slowly healing itself.

"Huh?" Seeing this, Yang Liu couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise.

"What’s wrong?!" Shangguan Xuanyi was right behind the carriage, closely monitoring any movement inside. Hearing Yang Liu’s voice, he immediately asked anxiously.

"Master, it seems that the young lady’s wound is slowly healing itself. It’s no longer bleeding."

Upon hearing these words, Shangguan Xuanyi gripped his reins even tighter as he suppressed his excitement. "Quickly apply the medicine and bandage her! I’ll go check."

The girl is lucky and resilient. She’ll be fine! Shangguan Xuanyi reassured himself.

Even Shen Chengyao and Shen Jingrui were thrilled upon hearing those words.

Shen Chengyao’s eyes were turning red.

He was filled with regret all the way, thinking if he hadn’t gone to the capital and become a government official, Xiao’er wouldn’t be facing this ordeal again.

If his daughter died because of him, he wouldn’t have the face to live in this world anymore.

Yang Liu didn’t dare to delay. She hurriedly sprinkled Jinchuang ointment onto Xiao’er’s wound, then tore up a fresh set of undergarments from the hidden compartment in the carriage to bandage the wound.

Only after she had changed Xiao’er into clean clothes did she lift the curtain and say, "It’s done."

As soon as Yang Liu began to lift the curtain, Shangguan Xuanyi leapt off his horse and into the carriage.

Shangguan Xuanyi carefully cradled Xiao’er in his arms, reaching out a finger to feel under her nose: her breath was faint but there.

He held Xiao’er’s hand tightly, his body trembling involuntarily: it wasn’t that he couldn’t feel her at all!

Xiao’er’s hand was slightly cold, a realization that made Shangguan Xuanyi gently rub her hand to warm it.

Xiao’er’s hand was always warm throughout all four seasons, neither hot nor cold, always a comforting temperature to hold. There was never a time he remembered it being so cold!

With her pale face and bloodless lips, Xiao’er seemed fragile and weak, as though she might leave them at any moment. Shangguan Xuanyi’s heart was filled with pain and regret.

He had never thought he would one day stab a sword into her heart. He had never thought he would forget her. He’d prefer the sword had stabbed him rather than her.

Don’t be afraid, Xiao’er. Whether it’s in this world, in heaven, or in hell, I’ll be with you. I won’t let you be alone.

And also, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry... He kept repeating these words in his heart over and over again.