Rebirth of the Princess She is weird

After walking for a while, the man's words were full of obscenities, which was not a normal soldier's style.

Yuan Fuge was suspicious. Are these people...really bandits? Are they not the helpers invited by Lu Yanxiu?

The bandit held a knife across his shoulder and howled toward the sky: "Hahahaha, I'm so lucky today. I brought a little beauty back with me!"

The man rubbed his hands and smiled obscenely. Yuan Fuge felt inexplicably unhappy. She reached out and pulled out the golden hairpin from her hair, and stabbed it into the man's neck in a flash. She acted swiftly and killed the thief in an instant.

She grabbed a handful of leaves, wiped the blood off the hairpin, and kicked the man in disgust.

She originally wanted to wait for Lu Yanxiu to come over, but dozens of figures appeared around her. This was more troublesome than she had imagined.

Another scarred bandit came out of the bushes, turned over the corpse with a stick, and snorted, "Hey, little girl, you have some skills..."

The remaining few people worked together to tie up Yuan Fuge, but two hands are no match for four, and even a brave man is afraid of a group fight.

She lowered her head resignedly, waiting for help to arrive.

At that time, Lu Yanxiu and his men had already circled around from behind. He leaned over and panted, "They caught up. They're right in front of us! There are quite a few of them."

"Major General, here I come! Ugh...!" Bandit A, who was not used to the one-eyed dragon eye patch, bumped into the crooked tree in front of him.

Lu Yanxiu cursed with disdain and anger: "Can't you see there's a tree here?"

"I couldn't see it because I was wearing a blindfold." Bandit A whimpered and slid down from the tree.

On the other side, another one, who couldn't see clearly because of the ill-fitting mask, stepped directly over Bandit A and rushed straight towards the bushes over there. Before leaving, he was still babbling to tell Lu Yanxiu not to worry.

Lu Yanxiu was getting anxious and pointed at him: "Where are you going?! If you can't see, take off the mask..."

Yuan Yi's expression darkened, and he said unhappily, "What a bunch of rubbish! Young Master, I will outflank them from the left."

He rushed over while holding up his skirt. Lu Yanxiu said with relief, "You are still reliable, Yuanyi!"

"Don't worry, the princess's safety is in my hands......ahhhhh..."

Then the delicate deputy general in the red skirt tripped over her skirt and rolled down the hillside...

The scene was disgusting. Things were falling as the person rolled around, and even his leg hair was exposed.

It's really an eyesore.

Lu Yanxiu and Yuan Fuge stood on either side, covering their faces, looking at each other in silence. It was truly a misfortune for their family.

"Are you sure this is someone who has been to the battlefield?" Yuan Fuge complained.

Lu Yanxiu covered his face and waved his hands, "Stop talking, I'll do it..."

Seeing that group of people moving, Lu Yanxiu chased after them, blocked them, and warned them: "Stop, let them go!"

The bandit sneered disdainfully: "Tsk, you're the only one chasing after us, what's the point?"

Yuan Fuge struggled with the rope. She knew very well that this group of bandits would kill without blinking an eye. She was afraid that both sides would be hurt and that she would be injured. She hurriedly said, "Young General, please leave quickly. They have more people!"

As he said that, the bandit desperately stretched out his dirty hands, pinched Yuan Fuge's pointed chin, looked around, nodded with satisfaction and said: "This woman, wow...she's really good-looking. It will be great to take her home as my wife..."

As soon as he looked up, he saw a long knife coming towards him fiercely. The knife flashed and cut the thief's neck like a breeze.

The man fell down in front of Yuan Fuge with his eyes wide open, and blood splattered all over her.

Before the man's head fell, Lu Yanxiu pulled her over and protected her behind him.

The breeze blew the hair on her temples, and a touch of red rose in front of her eyes, like a ball of fire lingering on the ground, reflecting the warmth in people's hearts.

At this moment, Yuan Fuge's heart began to beat uncontrollably. He could no longer hear any sound, only the fluttering of the young man's robe.

The bandit leader who came to support them saw the tragic scene of his brothers being killed, picked up a knife and said angrily: "What are you afraid of? He is only one person, surround him and kill him!"

Lu Yanxiu hugged the woman's waist tightly and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Yuan Fuge lowered her head, the sharp sword reflected the handsome features of the man. She shook her head in relief, grabbed his collar and said, "I'm not afraid!"

The long sword was unsheathed, flashing a dazzling light, and there were wailing wherever it went. Lu Yanxiu's brows were firm, and his face was stained with a little blood. He wiped it roughly and continued to fight.

He stood in the sunset for a long time, with people falling down beside him and at his feet. His red robe looked more charming in the sunset, blood was dripping on the tip of the hanging knife, and his black hair soaked with blood was about to merge with the sunset.

He turned around and smiled at her, "Don't be afraid, I'll ask them what happened when we get back."

Yuan Fuge didn't take it to heart. He squatted down and looked through the thieves' clothes. Suddenly, the clothes of the bottom person were torn, revealing the Shu brocade fabric.

She said to herself, "Bandits usually ride horses, kill people and rob goods. To hide their tracks, they usually wear coarse cloth and disguise themselves as ordinary people. Wouldn't it be too extravagant to wear Shu brocade?"

Just as Lu Yanxiu lowered his head, the man on the ground suddenly opened his eyes, pulled out a dagger and stabbed it into Yuan Fuge's chest.

He quickly grabbed him and caught the fallen Yuan Fuge, with a worried look on his face: "Don't talk, keep your breath steady, I'll take you back..."

She panted, cold sweat on her forehead, and patted his hand, "Don't be afraid, Major General, he only stabbed your shoulder."

"Isn't it bleeding too?" Lu Yanxiu's eyes were red, and he stretched out his hand to strangle the bandit to death.

Yuan Fuge buried his head in his shoulder in pain and stopped him, "General, don't... There's something wrong with this person, take him back."

"Okay, okay... I'll do as you say." Blood gushed out again, and he tensed up and said softly, "Don't talk anymore, let's go back..."

When I returned to the Lu Mansion at night, fireworks were still being set off and Mrs. Lu was still so extravagant.

She was so happy, I guess those people today were called by Mrs. Lu, it’s a pity that she doesn’t have the heart to care about her now.

There was a sudden weight on his shoulders, and Lu Yanxiu's heart tightened. He lowered his head and frowned, "Princess, Princess, don't sleep, we will be there soon..."

He called Yuan Fuge like he was coaxing a child, reminding her not to sleep.

Yuan Fuge finally couldn't bear the pain and fainted.

Her neat bangs half covered her porcelain doll-like face. She lay in Lu Yanxiu's arms and gradually became silent.

Lu Yanxiu panicked. He felt as if his heart was being tightly grasped by an icy iron claw, and every beat was a tearing pain.

He held the fragile body in his arms and rocked it gently, "I won't force you anymore, I won't bother you anymore, please wake up."

The person in his arms didn't seem to want to pay attention to him and continued to remain silent.

Suddenly, he remembered the corpses on the battlefield that were gradually turning cold in his arms. They were so cold and so fragile.

He held the girl's hand, tears rolling down his cheeks like pearls from a broken string, each drop carrying unspeakable pain.

"Please... As long as you wake up, I can do anything... wuwu..."

Tears wet Yuan Fuge's eyelids, and a low whimper came from her ear. She raised her hand and hit him, "Stop making noise, my shoulder hurts..."

Lu Yanxiu cried with joy, having regained what he had lost. He hugged her excitedly, leaning against her sweaty forehead, "Okay, I... I'll take you back right now, I won't force you anymore... Let's go back..."

The soldiers at the door saw him coming back and shouted happily: "Major General and his men are back..."

"Major General..."

Without having time to reprimand the soldiers, Lu Yanxiu rushed into the mansion with Yuan Fuge in his arms, and said hurriedly, "She is injured in the shoulder. Quickly call a doctor."

Yuan Fuge was sweating profusely. Even with his eyes closed, he was still thinking about the person and kept shouting, "Don't let that person go."

Lu Yanxiu's face was full of worry. He patted her hand and reassured her, "I'll make him talk. You go see a doctor first."

Looking at the wounded people coming back, his face turned livid and he said coldly, "You guys, follow me!"

He grabbed the culprit Yuan Yi and walked towards the Yuke Hall.

"Hey, young master, please listen to my explanation. I..."

"Shut up and don't let me deal with you here!"

The cold voice made Yuan Yi shut up immediately. If the madam was a cold snake, then the young master was a tiger coming down the mountain. He didn't care about any details and anyone who was disobedient in the barracks would be dealt with by military law.

Thinking about what they were about to experience, the people behind them trembled.