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

Chapter 26 Her First Kiss

This woman... is truly strange...

"These are the travel documents and tokens for passing through the five kingdoms and twelve passes. You can see for yourself whether they are real or fake." Wei Jun said, tossing a white cloth bag to Lu Xun, still in that dry, inhuman tone.

"Lu Xun! If you dare to stand by and watch me die, I'll haunt you even as a ghost!"

She stretched her neck and stared with her dark eyes, shouting. Yin Quan struggled with all her might, but the clothes wrapped around her only tightened more and more.

Upon hearing this, Lu Xun, who was looking down at the documents and tokens, sighed helplessly.

The travel documents and tokens were indeed genuine... It no longer mattered who was sitting in that snow-white sedan chair.

That person already knew his identity as the King of the North, and it would have been easy for him to get rid of him without anyone noticing. But instead of eliminating him, that person let him go far away. I'm afraid there is only one person in the entire Western Liang Kingdom who could do such a thing.

A name flashed through Lu Xun's mind, and he frowned, brushing the name he knew so well from his heart.

He tossed the white cloth bag back to the white-clad guard, shrugged, and raised his knife: "You heard it too, that woman will haunt me even as a ghost. I'm afraid of ghosts, so I'm afraid I can't accept your master's kindness."

Upon catching the cloth bundle, Wei Jun's expression shifted slightly, but he didn't reveal any obvious emotion. He pursed his lips, his brow furrowing slightly: "Is the King of the North going to be an enemy of my master?"

"Lu Xun! That's more like it! If you really dare to bow down to evil forces, I'll throw dung on your ancestral graves every day! It'll either suffocate you or disgust you to death!" Seeing that she seemed to have a chance to regain her freedom, Yin Quan's shouts were even louder than before.

Hearing her shout, the person inside the sedan chair raised an eyebrow, and the eyes that had been fixed on the silk book in their hand moved slightly upward, turning their gaze toward where she was.

Looking through the snow-white curtains, Xiahou Ying saw Yin Quan, who was in agitated. Her two thin, rosy lips, as lustrous as pearls, pursed slightly, and her expression suddenly darkened.

Would she rather entrust her life to a man she's only known for half a day, than go back with him...?

The long sword trembled slightly, and Lu Xun glanced at Yin Quan.

I shouldn't have been so blinded by greed and tried to save her...

"Wei Jun, take the man away, but leave the documents and tokens to the King of the North."

Just as Lu Xun and Wei Jun were locked in a stalemate, a cold and indifferent voice suddenly came from inside the snow-white sedan chair.

"Yes, Master." Wei Jun nodded, threw the cloth bag back to Lu Xun, and then threw a white pellet the size of a pigeon egg. With a muffled "bang", yellow smoke immediately filled the air. When Lu Xun finally emerged from the smoke, Yin Quan and the snow-white sedan chair were nowhere to be seen.

"Broken word! Despicable! Shameless! Insidious! Filthy! Petty person!" Yin Quan roared as Pang Ban carried him on his shoulder. He repeated the words over and over again, without losing heart.

No matter how much she cursed, there was not a sound inside the sedan chair. The silence was so profound that one couldn't help but wonder if there was actually a living person inside.

Looking at the snow-white fabric, spotless and immaculate, Yin Quan, though quick-witted and eloquent, was actually incredibly nervous inside.

She had a bad feeling that, given Xiahou Ying's abnormality that surpassed human evolutionary history, she would die a very, very terrible death.

Just as Yin Quan was feeling extremely uneasy, Xiahou Ying's indifferent and cold voice suddenly came from inside the snow-white sedan chair.

"From now on, no one except me is allowed to see anything below your neck."

What rice?

Blinking, Yin Quan turned her head blankly to look at the sedan chair, somewhat confused.

Was Xiahou Ying just talking to himself...?

Is he... jealous?

"Otherwise, he will be drowned in a pig cage."

Damn...

Watching the snow-white sedan chair gradually disappear into the woods from afar, Gu Lounan always had a smile on his lips. He bent his finger and gestured to the empty bushes behind him. A rustling of grass appeared, as if several figures were moving through the woods.

Did Xiahou Ying's appearance here indicate that he anticipated Lu Xun's arrival and planned an ambush to capture him...?

As Gu Lounan was thinking this, his originally bent fingers suddenly straightened, and he abruptly changed his mind.

Seeing Wei Jun and the other four white-clad guards suddenly stop, Yin Quan frowned slightly and was about to speak when several gray figures suddenly appeared from all directions.

She felt something pull hard around her waist, and the next second, she was already inside the sedan chair, in Xiahou Ying's arms.

"Don't make a sound." A cold voice drifted down from above. She looked up and met his calm and steady gaze, which seemed almost tangible. Suddenly, she felt a little unfamiliar with him.

His fingers were on the most slender part of her waist, a gesture that was clearly ambiguous, yet inexplicably reassuring.

Yin Quan knew that he was protecting her.

Suddenly, he exerted force with his palm, grabbed her belt, and carried her upwards, breaking through the sedan chair with a piercing explosion.

Before she could react, Xiahou Ying suddenly spun around in the air with her in tow. A series of clanging and banging sounds filled the air. By the time she finally had a chance to see what was happening, Xiahou Ying had already returned the white silk wrapped with no less than a hundred arrows with a wave of his arm.

Several muffled thuds were heard, and countless bloodstains splattered among the swirling grass.

"Not again! Who wants to kill you?!" Yin Quan shouted in alarm, grabbing his blouse.

“Many people.” Xiahou Ying answered coldly, as if he were already used to it.

Many people covet his life, especially Gu Lounan, who is currently hiding in some bushes.

Upon hearing this, Yin Quan gazed at his refined and handsome features and pursed her lips.

Xiahou Ying's expression was always so cold and indifferent. Although he was not as majestic as a military general, he was more like a towering and unshakable mountain, majestic, reserved, and steady.

Beneath them, the battle between Wei Jun and the four white-clad guards and the gray figure continued.

Looking down, Yin Quan noticed that this time seemed different from the last. At least in her view, every defense and attack by Wei Jun and his team was far from easy.

Looking at the gray afterimages of people dressed in strange clothes and moving with bizarre movements, Yin Quan frowned, feeling as if she had seen a similar scene somewhere before.

At this moment, Xiahou Ying had already carried her back to the ground, landing right on the shattered sedan chair.

As soon as the two landed, four figures burst out of the ground and rushed towards them like lightning. At that moment, the four figures suddenly trembled strangely, like patients having a sudden epileptic seizure, and immediately collapsed to the ground, convulsing a few times before falling still.

“Uh, these people…” Looking at the four masked men covered in mud who had inexplicably collapsed, Yin Quan looked at Xiahou Ying with a puzzled expression, while the latter remained expressionless.

"died."

"Dead?!" She looked at him, then at the four corpses, puzzled.

I didn't see him make a move... how did he die?

Could it be...? She subconsciously looked down, then suddenly realized something.

Could it be that his purpose in rushing her out of the sedan chair was to poison her? When did he find out that there were people underground...?

As he was deep in thought, the four corpses suddenly began to bubble and emit a strange magenta smoke.

With her brow furrowed, Yin Quan felt a churning in her stomach, and acid kept burning down her throat, making her feel anxious.

Her understanding of Xiahou Ying was limited to the fact that he was the emperor's son. She never imagined that such a pure, aloof, and untainted person could be so ruthless and decisive, as if human life was nothing more than an ant to him.

Before she could react, Wei Jun and the other four white-clad guards suddenly stopped and flew to Xiahou Ying's side. Almost simultaneously, the masked gray figures who had been lively and ready to fight for another three hundred rounds fell to the ground one after another. Judging from their appearance, they would not have the chance to continue fighting like this.

Watching this scene from afar, the smile in Gu Lounan's eyes vanished, replaced by a heavy gloom.

Was that sedan chair also poisoned...?

Twelve elite ninjas plus ten winged cavalry... and they still couldn't end his life?

Narrowing his long, narrow phoenix eyes, Gu Lounan did not linger any longer, summoned the servants behind him, and left in a huff.

At the other end of the willow grove, Xiahou Ying, who had been standing upright, suddenly shuddered and spat out a mouthful of dark blue blood.

"Xiahou Ying?"

"master!"

"Return to the manor." Ignoring the whispered calls from Yin Quan, Wei Jun, and the others, Xiahou Ying uttered only a faint murmur before closing his eyes.

Upon returning to the Prince Duan's residence, Yin Quan discovered that Xiahou Ying had been struck by several arrows. The reason she hadn't noticed before was likely because he had used his internal energy to block the blood vessels around the wounds, preventing the blood from flowing out.

The arrow was coated with a potent poison, and his act of activating his internal energy exacerbated the spread of the poison, leading to his current condition.

Ignoring the guards at the door, Yin Quan tiptoed to Xiahou Ying's bedside and tentatively asked, "Sleeping?"

The person on the couch remained with their eyes closed, unresponsive.

She pouted and stared at him for a long time. Suddenly, an idea struck her, and she made a face in front of him.

No sound came...

It seems she really is asleep.

Suddenly, she became interested and moved closer to him.

In the past, whenever she tried to get close to him, he would either hang her from the roof beam or send her to the stable. This time, taking advantage of his poisoning, she was determined to take advantage of him and make some fun of him!

I reached out and touched his chest; sure enough, the muscles were firm and elastic!

Feel it and see if you have eight-pack abs or an alluring V-line!

At first, Yin Quan was a little apprehensive, worried that Xiahou Ying might suddenly wake up and slap her back to the modern world. But in fact, these worries were completely unnecessary. He was sleeping soundly, so how could he suddenly wake up and give her a moral lecture?

He grew bolder and more enthusiastic in his touch. Just as Yin Quan was clinging to his chest like an octopus, counting his thick, long, dark eyelashes, Xiahou Ying suddenly opened his eyes.

"Go down."

The command was concise and to the point. Xiahou Ying's voice was softer than ever before, like a wisp of cotton gently drifting down to the ear and heart, tickling when touched, yet impossible to grasp or scratch.

Seeing his weak and feeble appearance, Yin Quan did not move. She simply lifted a corner of her red lips, leaned down, and looked at him up close with a smile.

"I won't go down. I'm usually the one being suppressed by you without any power to fight back. Do you think I'll let such a good opportunity slip by easily? As the saying goes, a chance is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Since heaven is on my side, I have to give it face and seize the opportunity to overpower you."

Her clear, dark eyes gleamed with a malicious light, yet also held a hint of allure. Had she not been so close, Xiahou Ying would have almost never realized that her body could be so supple.

The sweet fragrance emanating from her breath lingered on his slightly pale lips, which, under the dappled sunlight, seemed to be tinged with a pearly sheen, tempting him to taste it.

Suddenly, Yin Quan felt a tightness in her chest. She subconsciously opened her lips, as if she were being seduced by Xiahou Ying's pink lips, and her gaze froze.

She suddenly lowered her head, only to find the person beneath her turning their head and kissing her cheek.