Untouchable Lovers-Chapter 162 - 145: An Unexpected Turn of Events
Chapter 162 -145: An Unexpected Turn of Events
In the first few days when Princess Chu Yu ventured out, she did so with trepidation and extreme caution, but after several days of peace, she let her guard down. So much so that when she was attacked again, she was somewhat slow to react.
The initial assault came upon the carriage. Chu Yu, sitting inside, felt a violent jolt that almost sent her tumbling inside the conveyance. Barely managing to steady herself by grabbing the carriage wall, she peeked outside through a gap in the curtain, only to see a few swordsmen cloaked in straw raincoats and hats, swords in hand, assaulting her. Meanwhile, Yue Jiefei and Amman were each fighting off a group of attackers beside the carriage. Although they were not defeated, they couldn’t protect Chu Yu for the time being.
Although Chu Yu was startled at first, she didn’t become too anxious after a quick thought, because they were right at the entrance of the Princess Mansion. If she could hold them off for just a little while, the guards of the mansion would rush out to protect her, at which point these assassins would be easily captured or would retreat.
As for who the attackers were, she could interrogate them later.
But before she had pondered long, the carriage suddenly jolted into motion—not a steady trot of the horses, but an abrupt and fierce pull that propelled the carriage forward.
Because of this sudden action, Chu Yu nearly fell again. In an instant, it seemed she realized something, and she quickly lifted the front curtain, only to see that in the driver’s seat there was also a straw raincoat and hat-donning assassin, intently driving the carriage, apparently not noticing her scrutiny.
The assassin didn’t care whether she was comfortable or not, his treatment of the horses was crude, urging the animals forward with such force that their wild gallop left Chu Yu dizzy and nauseated.
Chu Yu’s expression changed drastically; she didn’t worry about securing her seat and swiftly turned over to jump out from the back of the carriage: If she simply let them take her away, she dared not imagine what would await her. It seemed safer to take the risk of jumping and face the possibility of injury.
He Jue snorted and said, “If you want me to let you go, you should find a better reason. If he didn’t stay for you, are you suggesting he stayed for me? Last time when I tried to assassinate you, if he wasn’t trying to protect you, why would he knowingly choose certain defeat and still not run away?”
Rong Zhi was there at the time as well.
Chu Yu rolled her eyes, knowing she couldn’t persuade him quickly, so she patiently began to explain, “Last time you tried to assassinate me, didn’t we say that Hua Cuo’s swordsmanship hadn’t improved in years? Don’t you find that strange?”
Starting with the facts He Jue had verified himself indeed caught his attention. After pondering for a moment, He Jue frowned and asked, “That’s true, what’s the reason?” They had quarreled and fallen out, but they were once close friends, and He Jue knew Hua Cuo well; Hua Cuo was not a lazy martial artist.
“Because he was injured, seriously injured, almost fatally so,” Chu Yu tried to make her face look more solemn as she spoke while stealing glances at He Jue’s expression. Seeing his face change, she continued, “Because Hua Cuo was gravely injured, and since he and I had a mutual understanding, I hid him within the mansion to recuperate. His injuries healed only recently.” What she said was not untrue, she merely omitted some very important parts.
He Jue did not notice the parts she had trimmed away. Upon hearing that Hua Cuo had suffered a life-threatening injury, his expression instantly turned grim. He leaned forward abruptly, grabbed Chu Yu’s collar with one hand, and asked coldly, “Who injured Hua Cuo?”
In his urgency, he forgot to control his strength, and with the sound of a “rip,” the fabric at Chu Yu’s neckline, which was not so sturdy, tore open just like that.
Chu Yu couldn’t afford the time to consider the extent of the injury or to deliberate the prudence of her decision. Under the pressing circumstances, she felt equally anxious, and being able to concoct a plan was incredibly difficult.
However, Chu Yu hadn’t yet reached the door when the curtain was pulled back, and following immediately, a shadowy figure agilely crouched and entered. Her movement halted the next second, as she felt the cold edge of a sword blade against her throat, the sharpness of the blade feeling as though it could slice her skin open.
Chu Yu froze all over. She looked up to meet the sinister and cold eyes of He Jue, his gaze cutting through her vitality like a tangible blade. In contact with that look, her mind went blank; unable to think of anything, suspended in thought, she saw He Jue’s lips moving. After a while, his words finally reached her ears: “Do not make any rash moves. If you attempt to escape, I’m capable of killing you before you take your first step.”
His tone was very calm, but Chu Yu knew that he wasn’t making a threat—he was stating a fact.
And because it was a statement of fact, it was all the more terrifying.
The air inside the carriage was so tense, it felt like a tightly drawn string that might snap with a breath too deep.
Having said that, He Jue put away his sword and leaned back against the opposite carriage wall, as if he was not at all concerned that Chu Yu would attempt to escape.
The carriage continued its high-speed chase, its jolting causing both occupants to be unable to sit steadily—especially Chu Yu, who found herself, in this ancient era, experiencing motion sickness for the first time.
She didn’t know how much time passed before her chaotic thoughts finally regained some clarity. Fighting the discomfort of motion sickness, Chu Yu tried to speak: “Um… He Jue.”
He Jue glanced at her, but said nothing.
Seeing that he didn’t show any overly intense reaction, Chu Yu cautiously continued the conversation, “You… won’t kill me?” Although she had many questions, what she found most odd at the moment was this point. Just a few days ago, He Jue was trying to kill her, so why was he only capturing her without killing her now?
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Under such circumstances, it was difficult for her to think everything through carefully; she could only pick the most pressing issue to ask about.
He Jue glanced at her coldly, with a trace of impatience in his voice, “I have already abandoned that deal. Although I am an assassin, many people know that I do not kill women. Since you are a woman, I will not kill you.”
Hearing his words, Chu Yu immediately felt a significant increase in her sense of security. In her current, completely vulnerable situation, He Jue had no need to lie to her. Since he said he wouldn’t kill her, that meant he really wouldn’t.
With her life seemingly assured, Chu Yu felt a bit bolder and whispered, “If you’ve given up, why did you kidnap me?” She tried to make her voice as light as possible to avoid accidentally triggering some cruel nerve in He Jue.
A cold, mocking smile appeared on the corner of He Jue’s mouth as he slowly said, “You think I did this for you? I did it for Hua Cuo.” He looked Chu Yu up and down before disdainfully adding, “Although I don’t know why Hua Cuo took a fancy to you, the fact that he stayed in the Princess Mansion is true. Once I captured you, Hua Cuo would naturally come to me and admit his wrong.”
Seeing his triumphant look, as if he was quite pleased with his own idea, Chu Yu was dumbfounded and, after a moment, couldn’t help but respond with a mix of laughter and tears, “Even if you’re jealous, you should at least pick the right target.” Why were all the physically strong individuals she encountered not very bright? Yue Jiefei and Hua Cuo were already simple and straightforward, Amman even somewhat silly. She had thought He Jue would be different, yet he did not break the stereotype of the strong in body but not in thought.
Who had he gotten his information from? He had it all wrong!
Hua Cuo hadn’t stayed in the Princess Mansion for her, had he? If that man were to surrender, it should be Rong Zhi he should capture, not her. What use was she?!
Grinding her teeth repeatedly in her mind, Chu Yu said with a serious expression, “He Jue, you really got the wrong person. Hua Cuo did not stay in the Princess Mansion because of me.”
Before she could think of anything, Chu Yu’s body reacted instinctively, her hand swinging out in a slap.
