Resisting the Wind and Splendor

Lu Beimo grabbed Chu Yueli's wrist.

But Chu Yueli's fingertips had already gripped the hilt of the Moon-Slaying Blade.

A chill swept over her, forcing her to instinctively loosen her grip.

"Are you alright?" Lu Beimo asked with a hint of concern in his eyes.

Chu Yueli shook her head and looked at him: "Why is Your Highness so nervous? This knife can't possibly hurt me, can it?"

"It's millennium-old cold iron, naturally imbued with cold energy. Those with shallow cultivation will have their aura disrupted by the cold." But Chu Yue Li didn't react at all.

He narrowed his eyes.

Chu Yueli laughed and said, "So, there's no harm to those without internal energy?"

Lu Beimo was slightly taken aback. Was this statement correct?

He didn't know it himself.

So far, no one who dares to touch his Moon-Slaying Blade is ignorant of martial arts.

This knife is guarded by a top-notch master who was found in the martial arts world.

You can even bump into thunder and drifting clouds.

No one else dared to touch it. Someone tried to use their internal strength to resist the cold aura of the millennium-old cold iron, but was ultimately forced to vomit blood on the spot.

But if there is no internal energy... it's unclear what the consequences would be.

Like Ali?

Lu Beimo narrowed his eyes as he looked at her face, which showed no change in expression.

"Your Highness, may I get up?" Chu Yueli had already ignored the Moon-Slaying Blade and was only looking at him.

Lu Beimo smiled and said, "I can't walk anymore, Ali, can you help me?"

"not good."

"Then I'll stay here and continue bleeding, until tomorrow someone finds my body lying in your yard."

"..." Chu Yueli almost couldn't resist kicking him. "Doesn't Your Highness know that such a shameless act is extremely annoying?"

"I really don't know." Lu Beimo said matter-of-factly, "I feel like everyone likes me quite a bit."

Chu Yueli had never seen such a shameless person!

The pool of blood on the ground was indeed getting bigger and bigger. If we continued talking, we would really have to find someone to dispose of his body tomorrow.

Chu Yueli was quite helpless. She bent down and took Lu Beimo's arm for support.

Lu Beimo's brow furrowed slightly.

"A wound on your arm?" she noticed immediately.

Lu Beimo smiled faintly: "My Ali is truly meticulous."

"I am not yours, Your Highness, please be careful with your words." She walked to the other side and carefully helped him up.

"You always have to be careful with your words, whether it's in front of the Emperor or your ministers. Do you still have to be careful with your words here? Isn't life too tiring?"

Lu Beimo held the Moon-Slaying Blade, using the large blade to support his tall and sturdy body.

A small portion of the weight rested on Chu Yueli's body, while the majority of the weight was supported by the Moon-Slaying Blade.

If it weren't for the fact that Ali looked so frail, he would have loved to put all his weight on her.

Her body was so soft...

Lu Beimo was momentarily lost in thought.

Soon, the two entered the room.

Chu Yueli helped him sit down in a chair, and he casually tossed the Moon-Slaying Blade aside.

Chu Yue Li then realized that the knife was so heavy that it had knocked over the chair.

"Your Highness, I'm going to find some medicine. Don't wander off..." She thought for a moment, then added, "If you change your mind and want to leave, that's fine too."

"I will wait patiently for Ali to come back." Lu Beimo smiled at her.

Chu Yueli glared at him and left.

When I returned, I saw Lu Beimo lying on the bench with his eyes closed, I didn't know if he was asleep.

Chu Yueli was quite helpless. She carefully undressed him and saw a sword wound on his shoulder that ran all the way to his chest.

"The wound is so deep..." she couldn't help but sigh.

Lu Beimo was somewhat unconvinced: "Don't worry, that guy's injuries are ten times worse than mine!"

Chu Yue's heart tightened slightly: "So, you really severely injured the Third Prince? Why? Isn't he your friend?"