As soon as I put it on, I met a sickly man

Just when Jiang Yue was feeling desperate, the sound of horse hooves came from afar, approaching from afar, shattering the deathly silence. Could it be that a new enemy had arrived?

The sound of horse hooves grew closer. Jiang Yue stared nervously ahead, unsure whether the approaching force was friend or foe. The servants, distracted, halted their attack, and gazed warily in the direction of the hoofbeats. Amidst a cloud of dust, a group of men and horses galloped forward. The leader, a man in black armor, wielding a spear, exuded a stern aura. He pulled the reins, and the warhorse reared, neighing.

"Stop!" he shouted, his voice resounding like a bell.

He dismounted and walked in front of Jiang Yue. His sharp eyes swept across the entire place, finally stopping at Jiang Yue. He asked in a deep voice, "Are you Jiang Yue?"

Jiang Yue's heart was pounding. She recognized the man. It was none other than Xuanyuan Che, the commander of the Imperial Guards who had saved her on the street before. Could it be that God had opened His eyes and sent him to save her?

"Yes, I'm Jiang Yue." Jiang Yue tried to stay calm and answered.

Xuanyuan Che looked around again, his eyes falling on the unconscious Ding Chen and the trembling Qiu'er, his brows slightly furrowed. "What's going on?" he asked.

Jiang Yue briefly recounted the events, omitting the fact that he had used poison and simply stating that it was the servants who had suddenly attacked. After hearing this, Xuanyuan Che's expression darkened even further.

"How dare you commit violence and injure others in broad daylight? You have absolutely no regard for the law!" Xuanyuan Che shouted angrily, turning to look at the servants, "Who are you? How dare you be so bold!"

The servants looked at each other, unsure how to respond. They were simply following orders, but they hadn't expected to encounter the commander of the Imperial Guards.

"Sir, we are the servants of the Lin Mansion..." a servant said bravely.

"Lin Mansion?" Xuanyuan Che sneered, "Does Lord Lin know that you are committing violence and injuring people here?"

The servants were speechless. They knew that Lord Lin would not allow them to do this, but this was Master Lin's intention and they did not dare to disobey.

At this time, Xuanyuan Che reappeared with the Imperial Guards. It turned out that after leaving, he felt that things might have changed, so he turned back. When Jiang Yue saw Xuanyuan Che, hope ignited in her heart.

"Sir, we are just following orders..." another servant tried to explain.

"Acting on orders?" Xuanyuan Che interrupted him, "Acting on whose orders? Make him stand up!"

The servants fell silent again, and no one dared to say Master Lin's name.

Xuanyuan Che saw this and stopped asking questions. He already had the answer in his mind. He waved his hand, and the imperial guards behind him immediately stepped forward and surrounded the servants.

"Take them all down!" Xuanyuan Che ordered.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the servants wanted to resist, but the royal guards were well-trained and quickly subdued them.

Jiang Yue finally breathed a sigh of relief as she watched the servants being restrained. She looked at Xuanyuan Che and said gratefully, "Thank you, sir, for saving my life."

Xuanyuan Che nodded calmly, his eyes falling on Ding Chen again. "How is he?" he asked.

"He was just slightly injured, nothing serious." Jiang Yue replied.

"That's good." After Xuanyuan Che said that, he turned around and prepared to leave.

"Sir..." Jiang Yue suddenly called him.

Xuanyuan Che stopped and turned to look at her. "What else?"

Jiang Yue hesitated for a moment and said, "Sir, could you... could you give us a ride?"

Xuanyuan Che looked at her with deep eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

Xuanyuan Che looked at Jiang Yue's earnest eyes and nodded slightly, "Get on the horse."

Jiang Yue was delighted and quickly helped Ding Chen onto one of the horses, with Qiu'er following closely behind. At Xuanyuan Che's command, the group galloped towards the city.

The Imperial Guards followed closely behind, escorting the bound servants, raising a cloud of dust. Jiang Yue glanced back at the disheveled servants, and a feeling of unprecedented joy welled up in his heart.

Jiang Yue looked down at the injured Ding Chen, her eyes filled with worry and affection. Ding Chen's face was pale, his lips were chapped, and his breath was weak. She gently rested Ding Chen's head on her shoulder and held his hand tightly with one hand, as if to pass on her strength to him. "You must hold on, we are saved now." Jiang Yue said softly, with a slight tremor in her voice. Ding Chen smiled weakly, tried to open his eyes, and looked at Jiang Yue, his eyes full of gratitude and love. He squeezed Jiang Yue's hand with all his strength, indicating that he was fine.

Back in the city, Xuanyuan Che rushed Jiang Yue and Ding Chen to the nearest clinic. After the doctor carefully examined Ding Chen's injuries and confirmed they were not serious, Jiang Yue finally felt relieved. She expressed her deep gratitude to Xuanyuan Che and promised to repay him in the future. Xuanyuan Che simply nodded and said, "Miss Jiang, there's no need to thank me. I'm just doing my job." With that, he turned and left the clinic.

Jiang Yue watched Xuanyuan Che's departing figure, her heart filled with gratitude and admiration. This man, cold and majestic, yet full of a sense of justice, made her feel a fondness for him.

After settling Ding Chen, Jiang Yue walked outside the clinic and took a deep breath, feeling the relief of having survived. She looked up at the sky and silently vowed to protect the people she cared about and never let them suffer any harm again.

Suddenly, the sound of rapid horse hooves shattered the silence. Jiang Yue's heart tightened, and a sense of foreboding washed over her. She looked in the direction of the sound and saw a black horse galloping towards them. The rider was none other than Mu Yang.

Mu Yang dismounted and walked over to Jiang Yue, his eyes sinister and a little crazy. "Jiang Yue, are you okay?" His voice trembled slightly.

Jiang Yue sneered inwardly, but remained expressionless. "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. I am fine."

Mu Yang's eyes fell on the clinic behind Jiang Yue, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes. "What are you doing here?"

"Master Ding is injured, and I brought him here for treatment." Jiang Yue replied calmly.

Mu Yang's expression instantly darkened. He grabbed Jiang Yue's wrist and said in a cold tone, "What is your relationship with him?"

Jiang Yue struggled to break free from Mu Yang's grip, a hint of disgust in her eyes. "Your Highness, please respect yourself."

Mu Yang suddenly appeared here. Seeing Xuanyuan Che helping Jiang Yue, he was furious. He shouted at Xuanyuan Che, "Xuanyuan Che, why are you opposing me?" Xuanyuan Che replied coldly, "I just can't stand your way, Your Highness." A hint of murderous intent flashed in Mu Yang's eyes...

A hint of murderous intent flashed in Mu Yang's eyes. He suddenly drew the sword from his waist and pointed it at Xuanyuan Che, "Xuanyuan Che, do you really want to become my enemy for this woman?"

Xuanyuan Che met Mu Yang's gaze fearlessly and drew his sword as well. "If Your Highness insists on doing so, I will have no choice but to fight you to the end!"

Before he had finished speaking, the two men were locked in combat. Swords flashed, a chilling chill filled the air, and the clash of two sharp swords emitted a sharp clang and sent sparks flying. Xuanyuan Che was agile and his moves were fierce, while Mu Yang's martial arts were powerful and his moves were deadly. It was difficult to tell who was stronger between the two.

Mu Yang waved his hand, and his trusted followers joined the fray. While the Imperial Guards were well-trained, Mu Yang's trusted followers were also carefully selected experts. The two sides were locked in a stalemate. The clash of swords, shouts, and groans intertwined in a chaotic scene.

Jiang Yue watched this scene with a burning anxiety. Ding Chen's injuries couldn't be delayed any longer; she had to take him to treatment as soon as possible. But she was also stunned by the scene before her. This ancient fighting scene was far more exciting and thrilling than the ones in TV dramas, and she was momentarily mesmerized.

Qiu'er stood tightly in front of Jiang Yue and asked worriedly, "Miss, what should we do?"

Jiang Yue came back to her senses and bit her lip. In this situation, forcing her way in was definitely not an option. She had to think of a way!

The doctor in the clinic was also startled by the fighting outside. He walked to the door tremblingly, and when he saw the scene, he was so scared that his face turned pale and he quickly hid back.

The battle continued, Mu Yang's offensive became more and more fierce, and Xuanyuan Che gradually began to feel overwhelmed. While fending off Mu Yang's attacks, he also had to distract himself to protect his men, and he had already suffered several wounds.

Jiang Yue watched Xuanyuan Che fight bravely and couldn't help but feel a surge of admiration. This man, who could have stayed out of the situation, stood up against Mu Yang to protect her. This courage and commitment moved her deeply.

Just as the battle was getting intense, Jiang Yue suddenly stood up and walked towards Mu Yang.

Everyone was stunned, not understanding what she was going to do. Qiu Er wanted to stop her, but was stopped by her eyes.

Jiang Yue approached Mu Yang and said calmly, "Mu Yang, if you let me take Ding Chen away, I can agree to one condition." Amidst the flashing swords and clash of swords, Jiang Yue, dressed in plain clothes, walked towards Mu Yang with a determined gait, as if strolling leisurely in a garden, incongruous with the carnage around her. Her action stunned both Mu Yang and Xuanyuan Che, who were locked in combat, and the clanging of weapons paused. The onlookers dared not even breathe, fearing to disturb the eerie stillness.

Qiu'er stamped her feet anxiously behind Jiang Yue and muttered softly: "What's the matter, Miss? Prince Muyang is a yandere, what if..." She didn't dare to say anything else and nervously clenched the corner of her clothes.

Jiang Yue walked up to Mu Yang with a faint smile on her face, as if she were attending a spring banquet instead of a Shura Field. "Mu Yang, as long as you let me take Ding Chen away, I can agree to one condition." Her tone was steady, yet with unquestionable determination.

Mu Yang looked at Jiang Yue, a flicker of surprise in his eyes, quickly replaced by a deeper obsession. He waved his hand, signaling his men to cease fighting. The sounds of fighting abruptly ceased, and the air was filled with the strong smell of blood. He looked at Jiang Yue affectionately, his tone as gentle as the whisper of love: "If you come with me, I will make them stop now and ensure that Ding Chen receives the best possible treatment." He paused, then added, "Yu'er, you know, everything I do is for you." He deliberately emphasized the word "everything," the deeper meaning of which was self-evident.

Xuanyuan Che covered his wound, frowned, and said sternly: "Miss Jiang, you must not do this! Mu Yang is insidious and cunning, you can't believe what he says!" He struggled to move forward, but was surrounded by Mu Yang's men.

Jiang Yue was deeply troubled. She knew Mu Yang had ill intentions; in her previous life, she had been imprisoned by him and ultimately met a tragic death. In her next life, she would never repeat the same mistake. But she glanced at the unconscious Ding Chen, and a sense of powerlessness welled up within her. Ding Chen had been injured to protect her; she couldn't bear to watch him die.

Her eyes rolled as a plan came to mind. Her face remained calm as she feigned hesitation, "It's not impossible for me to go with you..." She dragged out the last syllable, her gaze sweeping across the surrounding guards, then landing on Mu Yang with a hint of cunning, "But I have a small request."

Seeing that she seemed to be softening, Mu Yang was overjoyed and agreed without a second thought: "What's your request? Just tell me, and I'll agree to it!"

Jiang Yue smiled faintly, a hint of imperceptible coldness lingering within. "My request is simple," she paused, then spoke word by word. "I want you, right now, immediately, to perform a chest-breaking performance for me!" She deliberately imitated modern internet buzzwords, secretly muttering to herself: "I'll let you be a yandere, I'll let you imprison me, and I'll make you die!"

Mu Yang's smile froze, and he didn't react for a moment. The guards and Xuanyuan Che around him were also confused. At this time, Miss Jiang still had the mind to joke?

Qiu Er even laughed out loud, then realized the situation was wrong and quickly covered her mouth, but her shoulders were still shaking. Her young lady really never stopped until she said something shocking!

Jiang Yue looked at Mu Yang's wonderful expression and felt secretly happy, but she remained calm on the surface and waited for his answer.