The Princess Cannot Escape: The Cunning Prince Is Not to Be Messed With

Chapter 25 Knowing Too Much

What a beautiful, alabaster-like complexion...

A group of soldiers reluctantly withdrew from the narrow alley. Some of them smacked their lips, seemingly regretting that the figure beneath the woman wasn't themselves.

"Boss Liu, who exactly are we ordered to arrest?"

Don't ask questions you shouldn't know.

"No, boss, how can you be sure that the person we're looking for isn't in that dilapidated house?"

"The person we're looking for has one characteristic: they don't indulge in alcohol or women."

She vaguely heard a conversation between two soldiers. Just as Yin Quan was about to speak, the man beneath her threw her away violently.

"Is this your approach?"

"How about it? Hurry up and thank me!" Not minding the man's rude behavior at all, Yin Quan quickly got up and moved closer to him while putting on her robe, smiling smugly and proudly, and spread her hands in front of him.

"Hurry up and pay!" she shouted, noticing the questioning look in the man's eyes.

Lu Xun turned his face away in silence, creating some distance between himself and the crowd.

“Hey, I risked my life and put aside past grievances to save you from dire straits. Shouldn’t you express your gratitude?” Yin Quan leaned in.

"I'm a wanted criminal, aren't you afraid?" Lu Xun changed the subject.

"A wanted criminal? Even wanted criminals have to pay!"

"..."

With a slight frown, Lu Xun realized that he couldn't understand this woman's way of thinking at all; it was so absurd that it was astonishing.

"Don't you dare renege on your debt! Otherwise, I'll expose you!" Seeing that the man in front of her seemed to have no intention of paying her, Yin Quan gritted her teeth and growled shamelessly.

"I'll kill you first, but not before that."

Bullying others by relying on one's power...

This is blatant bullying by abusing one's power...

Staring at the man's figure bathed in sunlight, Yin Quan felt grief and indignation. In her grief and indignation, she suddenly understood.

If you can't afford to offend them, can't you at least avoid them...?

Just as she took her first step toward the exit of the narrow alley, she suddenly felt a chill down her back. When she came to her senses, she had already been grabbed by the back of the collar and dragged back to where she was.

"I'm admitting defeat and helping you for free, just for the sake of doing good deeds! Why won't you let me leave?!" Yin Quan was furious.

"You know too much." The man's tone was indifferent, and a chill emanated from his eyes, which shone through his disheveled black hair, making him appear cold and intimidating.

Um... this sentence sounds familiar...

Yin Quan's eyes narrowed slightly as she stared at the man, then suddenly widened in shock, and she exclaimed, "You're going to kill me to silence me!"

"..." Lu Xun glanced silently in the direction of Yin Quan, then pursed his lips and decided not to give any further response.

He discovered that the woman he had kidnapped in the heat of the moment was an absolute oddity, completely impossible to communicate with in a normal way.

Silence spread through the narrow alley, with only the dappled shadows of trees gradually tilting.

"Hey, what's your name?" Yin Quan was the kind of person who couldn't stand being silent, so she spoke up and looked at the figure that was already half-hidden in the shade of the trees.

Lu Xun remained silent.

"My name is Yin Quan, what's yours?" After waiting for a while without any response, Yin Quan pouted and said, "If you don't tell me, I might just give you a random name?"

"Lu Xun".

The shadowy figure spoke, his voice laced with a hint of impatience and gritted teeth.

Ignoring the undisguised impatience in Lu Xun's tone, Yin Quan stood up and moved closer to him.

"You're that traitorous 'King of the North' who's famous all over the country?"

"That's what the wanted poster says..." Upon hearing this, Lu Xun's originally cold and husky voice was tinged with a hint of mockery, yet it seemed as if a myriad of helplessness were welling up inside him. As he spoke, he turned his back to the talkative man.

"All criminals will vehemently claim their innocence before being convicted. Do you also feel wronged?"

“If you want to condemn someone, you can always find a pretext.” With that, Lu Xun turned around, only to find Yin Quan right in front of him, her dark eyes, as bright as stars, staring intently at him. Her red lips parted slightly: “You were actually peeking just now, weren’t you?” Leaning forward along his body, she whispered a meaningful sigh in his ear.

"Peeping?" Lu Xun's body trembled as he felt the warmth and wetness near his ear, and he quickly dodged to the side.

"How is it? Is my skin good? Is it fair? Doesn't it look just like the legendary jade skin?" Seeing that the statue-like man finally reacted, Yin Quan's lips curled up, and she tilted her head to get closer to him. Her dark and bright eyes were fixed on his stiff face and deep features. The ethereal and seductive charm between her eyebrows and eyes seemed to be infected with the evil aura of witchcraft. Just one breath could make a person doomed.

Just as Yin Quan was about to speak, Lu Xun suddenly kicked her in the leg, sending her sprawling to the ground in a classic face-first pose.

He actually kicked her?!

What's wrong with this man?!

Lifting her face from the dirty stone pavement, Yin Quan gasped in pain.

"Bastard!" She glared at him, a blade of grass stuck to her forehead swaying as she breathed heavily with anger.

"He brought it on himself." Without even glancing at her, Lu Xun gave a succinct assessment.

"Go to hell!" Yin Quan roared as she jumped up, her eyes wide with anger. She pointed at the man half-hidden in the shade of the tree and was about to start cursing when she suddenly noticed that the dappled sunlight filtering through the leaves cast a faint red hue on his deep, rugged features, like the tip of a lotus flower after the rain. Though it was not much, it could spread out over a whole area.

The anger in her chest vanished instantly at the sight of that blush-like red. She abruptly dropped her previous stance, turning the finger that had been pointing at Lu Xun to her own sharp chin, and smiled like a rosy dawn: "You're a teetotaler, I'm telling you, you've never actually touched a woman, have you..."

She actually got shy...

Awkward, reserved, and easily swayed, isn't that amazing!

Just as she was secretly pleased, Yin Quan suddenly felt a tightness in her chest, as if she had been hit by something, and immediately her vision went black and she lost consciousness.

Beside her, Lu Xun glanced at her, then looked away and let out a long sigh.

It's finally quiet...

"Do not kill me!"

Yin Quan woke up with a loud cry in the damp and sultry morning light.

Clutching her coarse cloth shirt, she gasped for breath, her chest heaving, clearly tormented by the nightmare.

Sitting at the other end of the dilapidated house with a long sword in his hand, Lu Xun frowned slightly, but did not look away from the sudden scream that came from inside the house.

As Yin Quan gasped for breath, she finally realized that the terrifying scene of being shot through the neck and covered in blood was just a dream, a nightmare from which she had long since awakened.

She was panting and clutching her chest when she suddenly realized that she was wearing a rough cotton robe. She subconsciously looked up and saw Lu Xun sitting expressionlessly at the other end of the dilapidated house, not even glancing at her.

Pshaw... Stop pretending to be a pushover!

She pursed her lips, and the soreness in her chest made Yin Quan frown immediately.

Pulling aside her collar to look inside, she saw a bruise the size of a longan and suddenly remembered that she seemed to have been hit in the chest by something yesterday, and then inexplicably lost consciousness.

"Damn it! Why did you ambush me?! I only asked you one question, did you have to hit me so hard?! Look, this is such a big bruise!"

Blinded by rage, Yin Quan pulled at her clothes, exposing large expanses of her snow-white skin and bright red undergarment as she charged toward Lu Xun. Ignoring the taboos of the era, she brought the bruise below her collarbone closer to Lu Xun, her clear black eyes seeming to spit fire, mercilessly swallowing the man who was already somewhat stiff and petrified.

"Do not……"

"No wonder you gave me your robe. Did you feel guilty and want to do me a favor so I wouldn't pursue the matter?" Without giving Lu Xun a chance to speak, Yin Quan glared down at him, ignoring her still-open collar, and grabbed Lu Xun's collar with both hands. Her aggressive anger seemed to press down on him as if it were a tangible thing.

Just then, four figures suddenly flew in from all four directions. With four muffled thuds, before Yin Quan could react, an outer robe was suddenly draped over her already disheveled clothes. The robe was tightly wrapped around her body, making it impossible for her to move. It was as if she had been wrapped in a close-fitting sack, making her feel suffocated.

The next second, she was carried out by the four uninvited guests who had suddenly barged in, and they only stopped in front of a snow-white sedan chair.

Looking at the pristine white sedan chair, Yin Quan's mind went blank. Then, Xiahou Ying's voice came out indifferently from the pristine white sedan chair, as if covered with a layer of frost. Just listening to it was enough to freeze one's internal organs.

"Do not expose too much skin."

She involuntarily shrank back; even though it was summer, Yin Quan felt incredibly cold.

“Lu Xun, the King of the North, leave this man here, and my master will let you go.”

Taking a step forward, Wei Jun spoke.

Upon hearing this, Yin Quan suddenly looked up at Lu Xun, who was only a few feet away. After seeing the fleeting surprise and hesitation on his face, she was suddenly filled with unprecedented anger. She roared, "You really want to betray your revolutionary comrades! I misjudged you!"

After shouting, she ignored Lu Xun, who was not far ahead, and instead turned her attention to the snow-white sedan chair behind her.

She had gone through a lot of trouble to escape, so of course she wouldn't go back to that Duan Prince's Mansion or marry that damned Duan Prince!

Xiahou Ying is an absolute oddity among freaks, a rare and unattainable beauty among oddities! If she were to compromise here, that would be a huge joke!

"King of the North, please take care of yourself." As if completely unaware of Yin Quan's intense reaction, Wei Jun, who had spoken earlier, remained calm and spoke in a light tone, seemingly trying to persuade her. However, the chilling aura emanating from his very bones sent shivers down one's spine.

Lu Xun tightened his grip on the long sword, but he didn't move.

Since just now, the phrase "I misjudged you" has been lingering in his mind.

That angry gaze and resolute tone were like knives and swords, stabbing him in the heart, making it hard for him to breathe.

He was actually a little depressed...

He was a young general who had fought countless battles, so how could he be intimidated by such a display of force... His momentary astonishment just now was actually due to the person sitting in that sedan chair.

"Let me go? Why should I believe you?" After a brief silence, Lu Xun finally spoke.

"You really betrayed your friend for personal gain and stood by and watched him die?!" Upon hearing this, Yin Quan, with her neck stiff, immediately turned to look at him, her eyes wide with rage, as if she wanted to devour him whole.

Lu Xun was speechless.