The princess returns strongly, and the divorced regent is busy chasing his wife

"Yes, Ling'er, I also heard someone calling you."

Dongfang, who was on a simple stretcher, also said this.

"It's probably someone waiting for us up there, but couldn't come down to look for us."

She didn't dare to say it, the voice sounded a bit like Nangong Mingxuan.

"Then let's speed up and join up with the brothers in the sect."

The ghost urged.

"it is good"

"Sifan, if you can't lift it later, let me take over."

"It's the master"

Guimei and Sifan carried Dongfang, Ouyang Miaoling led the way, and several people ran in the direction of the sound.

The man was looking for someone anxiously, and the pain in his body was drowned out by worry.

He seemed to hear faintly the sound of footsteps, but couldn't tell whether it was friend or foe. The man jumped up and climbed onto a tall tree nearby to observe the situation.

The footsteps came from far away, getting closer and closer to him, and the man's breathing was suffocating.

"Could it be her?"

"Master, the sound is gone. It seems that the sound just now came from here."

"Yeah, I heard it too. Let's take a break and see where the people who are looking for us are."

The man in the tree heard a familiar voice and vaguely saw several blurry figures, among which was his familiar but blurry back.

"Ling'er, is that you?"

The man no longer cared about anything else and jumped down from the tree.

Run quickly towards where the woman is.

"Nangong Mingxuan"

The woman blurted out the man's name.

It was really that man. When the woman first heard the man calling her, she thought she was hallucinating, but now there was a real person standing in front of her.

"How will you be here?"

The man excitedly hugged the woman in his arms.

"Thank God you are alive"

The woman struggled to push away the man who was holding her.

"Let me go, Nangong Mingxuan,"

"Ling'er, I thought something happened to you and I would never see you again."

"You haven't answered me yet, why are you here?"

"I heard that you were in danger, so I came to find you."

"How did you know I was in danger? You sent someone to follow me."

"I am not following you. I am worried about you and afraid that something bad might happen to you, so I ordered people to protect you in secret."

Ouyang Miaoling looked at the worried look on the man in front of her, but she couldn't utter the words of blame.

"You are still injured, do you want to die?"

"Is Ling'er concerned about this king?"

"Who cares about you? I just..."

"It's just that I don't want anything to happen to you. I'm afraid Yi'er will be sad."

"Ling'er just cares about me."

"Whatever you think,"

Dongfang, who was lying on the stretcher, felt sad at the moment. That man actually ignored his identity as regent and was willing to take risks to find Ling'er.

An unprecedented sense of crisis came over him. That man was coming to snatch Ling'er from him, and he would never let that man succeed.

"I said, how did you get down here?"

Ouyang Miaoling continued to ask Nangong Mingxuan.

"I climbed down,"

"Don't give me that. I know how deep this cliff is. You are injured and can't use your internal energy. It will be very difficult for you to get down from there."

"This king has his own way."

"If you had a way, you wouldn't get hurt and have your head broken and bleeding."

"You saw it. I thought you wouldn't notice me."

"Come here and I'll treat your wound."

"No need, this little injury is nothing."

"It's up to you. If you get infected, it can kill people."

"Deal with it. Deal with it now."

He didn't want to die from a minor injury and make room for others.

The man walked over and Ouyang Miaoling began to treat the wound on his forehead.

The man accidentally glanced at Dongfang who was lying on the stretcher. The woman must have done everything she could to save him.

The man lying on the stretcher also looked at the man who was having the woman treat his wounds.

When the two men looked at each other, they confronted each other with hostility in their eyes.

A tall man with well-defined muscles, his eyes were cold and determined.

The other man was a little thin, but his expression was sharp, revealing a stubbornness that refused to admit defeat.

Their breathing became heavy, as if they were engaged in an invisible battle.

"Alright, the wound can't get wet. I'll let Jun Sa change the dressing for you in three days."

The woman's voice broke the cold situation.

"That Dongfang is injured. Let's figure out how to climb up from here, shall we?"

"Master, I will carry Mr. Dongfang on my back and climb up using the equipment we used to get down."

"But there are only two sets of equipment, and we can only go up two people at a time."

"To be exact, there are two injured people here."

The woman pointed at Nangong Mingxuan in front of her and said.

"I am fine. My injuries are minor. I can climb up by myself. You guys should think of a way."

"How do we get this cripple up there?"

"you..."

Dongfang looked angrily at the man in front of him who was verbally provoking him.

After taking a deep breath, he adjusted his mood and said, "Ling'er, you don't have to worry about me. Give me a rope, I can climb by myself."

"No, although you can use your inner strength, you can't use any strength in your legs, otherwise you will have to walk with a limp for the rest of your life."

Dongfang looked at the woman with satisfaction. His Ling'er still cared about him the most.

Then he must be obedient and not allow himself to become a cripple, otherwise he would be unworthy of Ling'er.

"Have you discussed it? How do we get up?" Nangong Mingxuan asked impatiently.

"There are only two sets of equipment. Guimei and Sifan, take Dongfang and go up first."

"The prince and I climbed up with our bare hands."

Since the man said he was fine, he wanted to see how capable this man was.

The woman looked at the man with an evil look on her face.

"Okay, I have no objection. I can be with Ling'er. I couldn't ask for more."

The man deliberately raised his voice and prolonged the tone.

"you..."

The woman didn't know that a man would say such words without caring about his image, and her face turned red with anger.

Dongfang also heard the deliberate provocation in the man's tone and said:

"Ling'er, no, let the prince and Guimei go up first, I will go with you."

"Dongfang, I can't carry you. You can only go up with Guimei."

"Sifan's skills are not as good as mine, and she also needs the protection of equipment, so Sifan has to go with you too."

"I..."

Sifan, who had been silent on the side, was so moved that he was speechless after hearing what his master said.

He didn't know that his master cared about her so much that he gave him the chance to survive safely in times of crisis.

Sifan was so anxious that tears came down her face.

Ouyang Miaoling walked over and patted Sifan on the shoulder.

"Silly girl, why are you crying? Hurry up and wipe your tears. You and Guimei should pack up and leave. I will leave Dongfang to you."

"Master, rest assured, Guimei and I will bring Brother Dongfang up safely."

"it is good"

"Go get ready"

Sifan wiped away her tears and began to learn how to use the mountaineering equipment from Guimei.

"Brother Jing, don't worry about me. I can do it. As long as you can get up safely, that's fine."

Ouyang Miaoling squatted beside Dongfang, looking at the man in front of her with tender eyes, and her soft voice soothed Dongfang's emotions.