Demoted from wife to concubine? Reborn, the mistress of a noble family plots another high-status mar

Chapter 890

“We can definitely save them.” Yun Xiyue understood his new concerns; he was still influenced by what the old man had said.

"Go to sleep first, get plenty of rest so we can prepare to rescue people tomorrow morning."

Murong Yu nodded. "Mm."

The two fell asleep in each other's arms.

The next day, Canxue led them up the mountain.

Now I finally understand why I had to wear this Fire Cloud Fireproof Brocade Robe.

So it turns out we were going to go up the volcano.

This fiery cloud robe has a heat-insulating effect. Although it is fiery in color, it is made of snow mountain ice silkworm silk, woven from silkworms raised in the mountains.

Volcanic ash surged like dark clouds, obscuring the sky and the sun.

The mountain trembled, and streams of orange-red magma surged and converged between the rock crevices, like the hideous veins of a demon, ready to burst and overflow at any moment, swallowing everything in their path.

The wind, carrying a pungent sulfurous smell, swept across my face, scraping against my cheeks like rough sandpaper.

There is an iron chain along the road.

You have to hold onto this chain to go up the mountain.

Murong Yu gripped the iron chain tightly, with Yun Xiyue beside him. Their figures were small yet resolute amidst the swirling dust.

"Ah Yue, why don't you just not go?"

The higher you go, the hotter it gets; the iron chain is also scalding hot, so you need to wear gloves.

Otherwise, your hands will be burned red.

Yun Xiyue's hair was slightly disheveled, with a few strands of sweat clinging to her forehead. Her eyes were filled with panic, but she shook her head: "I need to see my master and father before I can feel at ease. Your Majesty, I'm fine, don't worry. But is this the only way we have to go?"

Canxue, who was ahead, glanced back at her. "Of course. Otherwise, we wouldn't have said that once you come in, you can't go back. It's not too late for Your Highness to give up now."

"As long as you hand over the medicine manual, we can escort you to safety. You can also rest assured that your master and father will be safe in the snow mountain."

They're all imprisoned in a volcano, a place where they could die at any moment, and you say they'll be fine?

"Are you kidding me?" Yun Xiyue couldn't help but mock her.

"The acting was terrible. To put it bluntly, they didn't really want to take us to see our master and my father; they just wanted us to give up."

Canxue's expression changed slightly, but she quickly regained her icy composure. "If you don't believe me, that's fine. You can choose not to come up."

Yun Xiyue and Murong Yu exchanged a glance.

Keep climbing.

Murong Yu, tall and slightly hunched over, fought against the gale, protecting Yun Xiyue with one hand and gripping the iron chain with the other.

"careful!"

A flying rock, billowing smoke, hurtled towards them. Murong Yu pulled her aside abruptly, the boulder grazing past them and kicking up dust.

The loose rocks beneath their feet caused the two to stumble and nearly tumble off the cliff. At the last second, Murong Yu used his dagger to pierce the rock ridge, stabilizing himself. The veins on his arms bulged, and his muscles were so taut they seemed about to burst through his clothes.

"Ah Yue, don't let go!" Murong Yu's voice was ripped apart by the wind, his gaze fixed on a glimmer of light that was faintly visible beneath the thick smoke.

The two struggled to move along the steep mountain wall, each step teetering on the edge of life and death, the scalding heat rising from the soles of their shoes as if they were about to melt.

Murong Yu had someone throw over a rope, one end of which was tied around his waist, and the other end was handed to Yun Xiyue to tie tightly around her waist.

"Hold on tight, don't let go, understand?"

His tone was unquestionable, carrying a resolute air of facing certain death.

Yun Xiyue bit her lip, nodded, and gripped the rope tightly with both hands until her fingers turned white.

The heat was intense, so Murong Yu took off his outer garment and covered her with it, while his skin was red and covered in rashes, as if he were being pricked by thousands of needles.

"Your Majesty, you gave the Fire Cloud Robe to her. What are you going to do then?" Canxue felt an indescribable anger as she watched this scene, believing that Yun Xiyue's insistence on going to the volcano was to kill Murong Yu.

They didn't consider him at all.

"It's none of your business." Murong Yu found her anger inexplicable.

"Miss Canxue, if there is another way, please be kind enough to lead us there!" Shadow couldn't help but say.

Whether it was the emperor or the empress, they were both of noble status and had never experienced such a cruel environment.