The girl traveled through another world and forced the prince to take the imperial examination

Mu Qingcheng didn't see anything, and the two guards had been beheaded.

It was too dark, so she didn't see the blood splattering, but one of the men's heads rolled to her feet.

Mu Qingcheng wanted to scream, but the sound gurgled in her throat and no sound came out.

She wanted to jump up and leave the head, but her body was as stiff as a sculpture and she couldn't take a step.

It’s over, it’s over, I’m dead this time!

Before Mu Qingcheng could recover from her fear, her vision suddenly blurred and a figure appeared in front of her.

“Ahhhh…!” Mu Qingcheng screamed in fear. The eight-decibel soprano was the highest level of her life.

"Hehehe! Little girl, don't be afraid! Uncle's butcher knife is very sharp, I guarantee you will die without pain." The figure let out a sinister and strange laugh, which made people shudder.

Mu Qingcheng looked closely and realized that the person standing in front of her was a fat man in his forties. This fat man had an greasy face and a round belly.

The man raised his butcher knife, a murderous aura emanating from him. Mu Qingcheng felt as if she were in an icy abyss, chilled from the inside out.

A cold light flashed before her eyes, and the knife slashed towards her neck.

Mu Qingcheng instinctively closed her eyes, the last thought in her mind was how far her head would roll, and whether it would be ugly...

There was a crisp sound beside my ears, like tiny icicles falling on my face.

Mu Qingcheng fell down with a loud bang, still having final thoughts in his mind!

It turns out that this is the sound when a knife cuts the neck... It turns out that the blood on the face feels cold... It turns out that a sharp knife really doesn't hurt, this uncle didn't lie to me.

So! ...Wait a minute, something's not right...

Mu Qingcheng felt that she could not only feel her body, but also hear voices. What was going on? Could it be that people still have consciousness after death?

She felt someone holding her body and gently stroking her face, and she could clearly feel the warm touch.

"Nuannuan! Sorry, I'm late..."

It’s Yunqing, it’s Yunqing, Yunqing…

Mu Qingcheng suddenly burst into tears. Yes! Why couldn't he have come a minute earlier, even half a minute! She wouldn't have died so ugly... Wuu ...

"Nuannuan, don't cry. Where are you hurt? Let me see..." Yun Qing's voice was warm and anxious.

Mu Qingcheng cried even harder. Her neck was cut, and he hadn't seen the huge scar. And he still asked her about it.

"Nuannuan, can you open your eyes? Look at me and tell me where you are hurt!"

Yun Qing hurriedly wiped her tears with her hands, and then grabbed her hand to see if her hand was broken when she fell just now.

Mu Qingcheng was a little confused. A dead person could still be conscious? Wasn't this too horrifying? Would she still be conscious even after being buried?

"Ahhh... No!..." Mu Qingcheng screamed.

Yes! She can still speak.

Mu Qingcheng opened her eyes in a flash! Although it was dark, Yun Qing's beautiful face that infuriated both humans and gods was right before her.

"Turns out, I'm not dead! Wuuuuuuuu... I was so scared, I thought I was dead! Wuuuuuuu..." Mu Qingcheng sobbed.

Yun Qing heartbrokenly pulled her into his arms and patted her back gently: "Nuannuan, don't be afraid. With me here, no one can hurt you!"

"There are killers... There are two killers here..."

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, they just escaped, Meng Yun has already sent people to chase them, they can't get away!"

Mu Qingcheng grabbed the clothes on Yun Qing's chest and didn't dare to let go, crying inconsolably!

"Wuwuwuwuwuwu... Those two men, they, they killed the guard... and then they rolled to my feet. I saw with my own eyes his knife coming towards my neck, and blood splattered all over my face..."

Mu Qingcheng wiped her face as she spoke, but there was nothing on it except tears. What was that cold thing just now? She looked at Yun Qing in confusion.

There was no expression on Yun Qing's face, but Mu Qingcheng knew that he was suppressing his anger, and his slightly trembling hands also showed his mood at the moment.

"There's no blood, her face is clean, and that cool thing is probably ice!"

"Ice! How can there be ice?..."

Yun Qing closed his eyes, and thought back to the scene just now, when the butcher knife was only a stab away from her neck. He was so desperate at that time, seeing Nuannuan about to die before his eyes, he used all his strength to perform the Frost-Splitting Snow Skill. The sword, stained with ice and snow, blocked the butcher knife at the last moment.

Mu Qingcheng also thought of this, and she understood Yun Qing's feelings at that moment. She put her arms around his neck and buried her head in his chest.

"Yunqing, I'm fine, we're all fine... That's great..."

Yun Qing also wrapped his arms around Mu Qingcheng tightly. She was okay, so good! Thank God! She was okay, so good! He caught up at the last moment!

After a while, footsteps were heard again.

Mu Qingcheng looked up and saw Meng Yun and his men walking towards them. In an instant, her rationality returned to reality.

Only then did she see clearly that Yun Qing had been sitting on the ground, and Mu Qingcheng was sitting on his lap, the two of them snuggled up together.

"Yunqing, Meng Yun is here. Let me go first. I can stand up by myself."

There was no response, Yun Qing's hands were still tightly around her waist.

"Yun Qing, Yun Qing..."

Mu Qingcheng called out several times, but Yun Qing didn't respond. She was anxious to pry his hands apart, but as soon as she moved, Yun Qing's head slid down onto her shoulder without any reaction.

"Yun Qing, Yun Qing..."

Mu Qingcheng called out anxiously several times, but he still didn't respond. She didn't care about being embarrassed and immediately called Meng Yun over.

Meng Yun had been standing three meters away, not daring to approach them. Hearing Mu Qingcheng's call, he felt something was wrong and hurried over.

"Meng Yun, go check on Yun Qing and see what's wrong with him. Why isn't he responding?"

Meng Yun sniffed Yun Qing's breath before saying, "Don't worry, Miss Mu. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince just fainted."

"What?..." Mu Qingcheng couldn't believe it. How could this happen? Wasn't everything fine just now?

Meng Yun paused before saying, "Your Highness, his injuries have not healed yet, and he just consumed too much internal energy, so he fainted."

Meng Yun used some strength to pry Yun Qing's hands open and rescue Mu Qingcheng.

The two laid him flat on the ground. Mu Qingcheng first felt his forehead and found it was indeed burning hot.

"He has a fever, why doesn't Feng Zhishang give him fever-reducing medicine?"

Since Feng Zhishang cured Moxue's leg, Mu Qingcheng gave him some common modern medicines as a reward, including antipyretics. Moreover, how could Mu Qingcheng not prepare some medicine for Yun Qing!

Meng Yun lowered his head: "I've finished eating! If it weren't for your medicine, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to hold on until now."

Mu Qingcheng was about to cry again after hearing this: "How badly is he injured? Where is he injured?"

Meng Yun: "Don't worry, Miss Mu, let's go back to the camp first! As long as you come back, His Highness's injury will definitely heal!"

Meng Yun called a few people and they prepared to make a simple stretcher to carry Yun Qing back.

Mu Qingcheng suddenly thought of the villagers at the foot of the mountain, as well as Fang Xurao and County Magistrate Zheng.

"Oh no! How could I forget such an important thing!"

Mu Qingcheng hurriedly told Meng Yun what happened down the mountain: "What should we do? There are two thousand of them, all regular soldiers. I wonder how Lord Fang and Lord Zheng are doing now?"

Meng Yun was horrified when he heard this. The garrison in this border city had more than 2,000 men. Their Black Armored Army only had 500 to 600 men. If a fight really broke out, the disparity would be too great.

Although he thought so, he couldn't say it to Mu Qingcheng: "Don't worry, Miss Mu, you and His Highness go back to the camp first, I will lead people down the mountain."

Mu Qingcheng was worried about Yun Qing, so she had to ask Meng Yun to be careful, and she hurried away with Yun Qing.