Don't panic, nephew. I will take this pot of evil star.

"Uh!"

Feng Xili, who was being protected in the arms, suddenly heard a muffled groan, her whole body stiffened, and her hands suddenly grasped the lapels under her hands.

Then the world spun around, but I didn't feel the shock of landing.

Her feet were safely on the ground, and the person who was holding her tightly shook her and half-knelt on the ground with her.

"Axun! Axun!"

She clung to his shoulders and looked back...

What came into view was a flat surface, with no other foreign objects except for a few wrinkles on the clothes.

"Master!" A familiar voice rang in her ears, and she looked up suddenly.

"Yuanri!"

"Xia Feng!!"

Yuanri protected the two of them from rolling to the ground together, while Xia Feng cut off the flying arrow with a sword.

Her voice was filled with tears due to her excitement. She was more surprised to see them than to see Emperor Qi Zhao.

When the two heard the familiar call, they were delighted, but when they turned around, they saw that it was a strange girl. The little hope deep in their hearts was extinguished.

"master."

Yuanri helped Mu Lanxun up with one arm, then handed her a porcelain bottle.

Feng Xili vaguely recognized that it should contain Yuanqi Pills, which were extremely effective for external and internal injuries.

Is Xun injured?

She thought of the muffled groan just now, but she saw Mu Lanxun ignoring Yuanri with half-closed eyes.

Ok?

"Yuenchi! Your arm?!"

She exclaimed and wanted to turn around to see, but the person who was holding her held her tightly in his arms and she couldn't move.

It was only at this moment that Yuanri and the others realized that something was wrong with Mu Lanxun. Apart from the young lady, when had the master ever been so close to other women?

The hope in the two people's hearts was rekindled. Feng Xili saw that they were staring at her without blinking, she smiled slightly and raised her eyebrows.

"Yuanri, thank you for your hard work...Xia Feng, long time no see..."

"Miss?" the two people said in unison, their surprise evident in their words.

Mu Lanxun frowned and held the person in his arms tighter.

Feng Xili raised her head from his arms with great difficulty and looked up at him. He also lowered his eyes and stared at her. The lingering sweet fragrance rushed into her nose. His eyes were slightly hot. He took a deep breath and rested his forehead on her shoulder, not moving for a long time.

She reached out with difficulty to take the porcelain bottle from Yuanri's hand, poured out a pill, held up someone's face, and rudely stuffed it into his mouth.

"Tell me! Where are you hurt?"

If she had known that he was injured, she would not have acted so recklessly. If he had been injured even more in order to protect her, wouldn't she have been heartbroken?

The arm around her waist stiffened and loosened slightly. She understood and glared at Yuanri.

"Xia Feng, speak!"

Xia Feng was suddenly called, and her eyes subconsciously looked towards Mu Lanxun's waist and abdomen.

She narrowed her cold eyes and was about to reach out to lift his shirt.

"Xier, don't..." Facing those distressed tearful eyes, someone lowered his head like a child who had made a mistake.

The two men wanted to bury their heads in the ground, but they couldn't lower the corners of their curved mouths under their drooping heads.

The joy of reunion was being expressed here, and the soldiers of the two armies were all stunned, especially those from the Chu State, who stared in the direction of them.

Did I see that right? That was their Xihui Emperor? Their murderous majesty?

Although King Rong Xuan on the city wall was mentally prepared, seeing the god of death lying on Feng Xili's shoulder like his beloved wife still made him feel like it was a dream.

Wubai also forced a faint smile, then retreated from the city wall without anyone noticing and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Fang Guang stood there with his mouth open. The general who had just shot the arrow secretly had been knocked off his horse by Chun Geng Yuan Feng and others, and was forced to kneel on the ground.

The original solemn atmosphere disappeared inexplicably, and the two armies looked at each other awkwardly. Should they attack or not?

The soldiers of the Chu State grinned as they watched. Their own emperor was sitting there like a little bird, and the soldiers of Shangli didn't even show their faces, but they saw what was happening here clearly.

Realizing that standing like this was not working, Feng Xili patted the head on his shoulder and said softly, "Axun, you are injured and need to rest."

The implication is: withdraw the troops.

Mu Lanxun looked up obediently, half of the coldness in his face faded away, and helped her stand up slowly.

He turned his head to look at the army on standby behind him, his eyes becoming even colder. Fang Guang sensed that hint of impatience and his scalp tightened.

With a gentle push of his arm, he helped the person in his arms onto the horse.

Before Feng Xili could even scream, her back was pressed against a hot chest. One arm was around her, and the other hand was pulling the reins as they walked towards his camp.

The general who shot the arrow knelt on the ground, staring at the emperor who was looking at him, with eyes as if he was looking at an ant.

Walking closer, Mu Lanxun reined in his horse and stopped, stretching his hand to the side. Fang Guang was stunned. When he saw Yuan Feng next to him quietly put a cold dagger in his palm, he opened his mouth in astonishment.

"Be good, don't look."

Someone who was leaning on his chest and sighing suddenly felt her eyes go dark. Mu Lanxun's palms covered her eyes, and his soft voice was as gentle and tender as the spring water in April. She was immediately bewitched.

The sound of something heavy falling to the ground rang in my ears, and the air was noticeably stagnant.

She knew it well, and just blinked. Her long eyelashes gently brushed his palm, poking into his heart with an unknown itch.

He chuckled softly, lowered his head and kissed the top of her head, raised his right hand high, and pressed it forward slightly...

"All troops, listen! Retreat!"

The high-pitched voice was clear and distinct. Not only the soldiers of Chu State could hear it clearly, but King Rong Xuan on the city wall also heard it clearly.

After decades of fighting on the battlefield, this was the only time he felt so fortunate that the enemy retreated.

Emperor Qi Zhao knew very well that Mu Lanxun had no intention of returning after this expedition. If he attacked Shangli by force, there would be almost no suspense, after all, he brought all the troops of the Chu State out.

He no longer wanted the State of Chu, and he wanted to drag Shangli to be buried with him. The people of both countries were unaware of this crazy behavior. Only a few generals on the front line analyzed it, but it was already too late to back down.

Fortunately, there is someone who can break this situation. Fortunately, fortunately, that person has returned...

Fang Guang breathed a sigh of relief without leaving a trace, and immediately turned around to issue various orders.

Mu Lanxun couldn't persuade Feng Xili, so he had to get into the carriage with her. Yuanri and others stayed by the slowly moving carriage, and everyone's face showed relief as if the clouds had parted and the moon was shining.

In the carriage, the two men were staring at each other. "Now, untie the bandages."