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

Chapter 261 A Lifetime of Great Dreams

She suddenly regretted not trusting Xiahou Ying. After they placed Yin Quan under house arrest, Xiahou Jue came to Yin Quan again within two days, this time bringing with him the last person she wanted to see: Xiahou Ying.

Looking at Xiahou Ying, who was covered in blood from the torture, Yin Quan could no longer hold back her tears. "Xiahou Ying! Why are you so stupid! Why! I treated you so badly, why did you come to me again!" Xiahou Ying forced a smile. "Silly woman, you will always be mine."

Before she could finish speaking, Yin Quan saw the smile on Xiahou Ying's face freeze, and Xiahou Ying's body slumped down. Behind him was Nian Lang's bloodthirsty face, holding a dagger in his hand, which was still dripping with blood.

Xiahou Ying collapsed at her feet, spitting out blood. "No, no, no!" Nianlang approached her step by step. "How could you have someone else in your heart? You can only love me, look at me, and from now on you can only love me!" Yin Quan looked at the face so close to hers, and the hatred in her heart almost swallowed her up.

She trembled all over, “I will definitely kill you, I will definitely kill you!” She had only one thought in her mind: she had to kill the person in front of her.

All that remained before her eyes was Nianlang's wild laughter and Xiahou Ying's unseeing eyes before his death. Something inside her seemed about to burst out, and Yin Quan felt a sweet taste in her throat before she suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood.

She had a high fever that day, and on the third day, Nianlang finally had the ropes removed from her body. He picked up the bowl of medicine and fed her spoonful by spoonful. Yin Quan pursed her lips and struggled to sit up.

Nianlang frowned. "You still have to drink your medicine." Yin Quan sneered, reaching under her pillow with both hands. She touched something cold and gave a strange smile. "Nianlang, do you really love me?" Nianlang stroked her hair. "Of course. From the moment you decided to take me out of that dark cave, I fell in love with you. But Xiahou Ying can't be between us. Only without him can we truly be together."

Yin Quan laughed, even laughing until tears streamed down her face. She suddenly pulled out the dagger hidden under her pillow and stabbed Nian Lang fiercely. For some reason, she suddenly heard Qin Nian's anxious voice in her ear.

"Yin Quan, no!" But it was too late. She had already plunged the knife in. The scenery before her eyes gradually blurred, Nianlang's face disappeared bit by bit, and the black cave in front of her reappeared. She slid to the ground weakly, smelling the blood on the tip of her nose. She was somewhat unable to react.

Looking down, she saw a dagger stuck in her abdomen. In the dark cave, there was no Nianlang. Qin Nian's voice came to her ears again, "Yin Quan, don't sleep. It's an illusion. You're finally awake now. Hold on and get out of here, or you'll die here."

Yin Quan then vaguely realized that everything that had just happened was a dream, a terrifying dream she had woven for herself. She dared not think about it any longer. Watching the blood rapidly drain from her body, she felt the slippery sensation on her hands and hurriedly got up, leaning against the wall to stand up with difficulty.

She couldn't die. Even if she had to die, she had to see Xiahou Ying one last time, because she still owed him a sentence. He had to tell him in person. Dragging her broken body, she almost staggered out of the cave. A blinding white light almost made her fall. She had no strength left.

But where are you, Xiahou Ying? She really couldn't hold on any longer.

Just as she was about to fall, a familiar scent filled her nostrils, and she knew who it was without even looking.

"Xiahou Ying... Xiahou Ying..." she murmured his name. For some reason, she felt that this moment was too unreal, and she didn't even have the courage to die.

"Xiahou Ying, I owe you an apology..." She tried to snuggle closer to him, wanting to feel his presence, but her body was too weak to support her. Seeing his snow-white clothes covered in bloodstains, she was terrified.

"Xiahou Ying...no!" The next second, Yin Quan completely fainted in Xiahou Ying's arms. Seeing Yin Quan covered in blood and with a dagger stuck in her abdomen, Xiahou Ying was terrified. He picked up the unconscious Yin Quan and rushed to the medicine furnace. He couldn't imagine what his little woman had gone through.

His heart nearly jumped out of his chest at that moment; he truly regretted letting her go into such a perverted place.

When Yin Quan woke up, she only felt a faint scent of mint on the tip of her nose. She breathed a long sigh of relief, but then the scene of Xiahou Ying dying at her feet flashed through her mind, and she suddenly sat up in shock, "Xiahou Ying!"

Xiahou Ying hurriedly pushed open the door and came in. Seeing Yin Quan sitting on the bed, still in shock, he pulled her into his arms. "I'm here, I'm here, don't be afraid."

She felt this warm embrace, breathing in his scent. It all felt so real, and her heart finally settled down. Xiahou Ying lifted her little face and gently stroked her.

"What exactly happened to you inside? Why were you so badly injured? Where is Qin Nian? Why didn't he protect you?" If Yin Quan told him that she had stabbed herself because she was seduced by a man, Xiahou Ying would probably want to strangle her.

"Um... it's nothing, I just failed the final test and received a little punishment." Yin Quan's eyes darted around, and although Xiahou Ying was suspicious, he didn't say anything since she had just recovered from a serious illness.

"That's a small punishment. If your dagger had been a fraction off, you would have lost your life." The face of Nianlang flashed through her mind, and Yin Quan shivered involuntarily. Suddenly, she thought of Kuang Zhi.

“It’s him, it must be him! Damn it, how could I not have thought of that? He must know…” Looking at the dazed Yin Quan, Xiahou Ying thought she had been frightened inside, and his worries intensified.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here, no one can hurt you." Xiahou Ying patted her back gently, coaxing her like a child. Looking at his concerned eyes, Yin Quan felt more and more sorry for him. How could she have forgotten her duty and hurt him because of lust? How could she have been bewitched at that time?

That shouldn't be the case. How could a man who looks a lot like Xiahou Ying have me so infatuated? And that man also seems to resemble Gu Lounan a little bit, especially after he turns evil. He's practically a true reflection of Gu Lounan. Could it be that deep down I also like the evil Gu Lounan?

"Is her aesthetic sense a bit too masochistic?" she shuddered, lost in thought. Suddenly, a familiar voice came from outside the door, "Xiao Quan Quan, how are you?" Yin Quan stared at the door with eyes wide as saucers, "Who's here? Is it Gu Lou Nan? Xiahou Ying, don't let him in, whatever you do, don't let him in, or my old injury will definitely flare up!"

After saying that, he quickly fell back onto the bed. Xiahou Ying looked at him in confusion, but still went to the door and used force to send Gu Lounan away. When he returned to Yin Quan's side, he could still feel her trembling. Xiahou Ying was really curious about what Yin Quan had gone through there.

Little did anyone know that from that moment on, Yin Quan had become so averse to male beauty that Xiahou Ying would probably have to thank Kuang Zhi for it later.

Yin Quan recuperated for several days before her condition improved and she gradually emerged from the nightmare. However, after emerging from the shadow of that nightmare, Yin Quan developed a hobby of stabbing voodoo dolls. Every day, she would take out the doll from under her bed and stab it repeatedly.

Of course, Yin Quan would never tell Xiahou Ying that she cursed his grandmaster every day, and what kind of predicament Yin Quan had entered in the Six Paths remained a mystery. Fortunately, Xiahou Ying did not ask, and continued to only care about her injuries every day, making sure she was well-fed and plump before he could take advantage of her.

Holding the little bundle of flesh in her arms, Yin Quan sighed comfortably, "These days are so nice. Xiahou Ying, can we find a small wooden house to hide in from now on, so that no one can find us, and we can live such a peaceful life?" Xiahou Ying felt a pang of pain in his heart. Perhaps he would never have such a chance in his life.

"Senior Brother Qin has also returned from there, and he is also seriously injured. The two of you are the most seriously injured disciples of Tianji Mountain this year. Could it be that our master has gone all out this year?"

Yin Quan hurriedly turned around, "You mean Senior Brother Qin is also seriously injured?" Xiahou Ying nodded, and Yin Quan hurriedly got off the ground, "Then I have to go and comfort my revolutionary comrade-in-arms. It must be that pervert's dirty trick again. I really don't know what we did to offend him. He's just a perverted old man who's been lonely for too long! Not a perverted dried corpse!"

Listening to Yin Quan's rambling, Xiahou Ying roughly knew who the little figure under Yin Quan's pillow was. He stopped Yin Quan, who was about to rush out, "Master said that no one can visit Qin Nian these few days, otherwise his injury may not heal easily." Yin Quan frowned, "Senior Brother Qin's injury is even more serious than mine?"

"Do you know what it means to have your skin peeled off and bones pulled out? It's practically like being rebuilt." Yin Quan could hear how painful it was. Sure enough, being ethereal comes at a price.

"And what about you? Has the poison in your body been cured?" Xiahou Ying didn't rush to answer, but just played with her hair. "We won't be staying on the mountain for long. Wei Jun wrote to me a few days ago that the emperor in the capital has been placed under house arrest and the deposed crown prince has regained power." Yin Quan was stunned on the spot.

For a moment, it seemed as if that nightmare was playing out in reality. "Xiahou Ying, please don't go back, okay? It's too dangerous there. Let's stay at Tianji Mountain for the rest of our lives." Xiahou Ying gently pinched the tip of her nose.

“When did you become more of a runaway than me? Even if I don’t go back, do you think he will let me go? And Qin Chang’an is also in his hands. I owe her a favor, so I must rescue her.” Yin Quan shook her head desperately.

"No, I won't let you go. I have a bad feeling that getting involved with that Qin Chang'an is never a good thing. The capital is too dangerous, and the poison in your body hasn't been cured yet. I'll make you go, though." Xiahou Ying looked somewhat sad, but he never mentioned that he was poisoned.

Yin Quan suddenly realized, "Is it because the poison in your body can't be cured? Xiahou Ying, are you lying to me? Xuan Qingzi can't cure your poison, can he?" Xiahou Ying remained silent, and Yin Quan broke free from his embrace, "If you won't tell me, I'll go ask Xuan Qingzi myself."

Xiahou Ying said helplessly, "Sometimes I'd rather you were a little naive, A-Quan." Yin Quan froze on the spot, her body swaying, almost unable to stand, her eyes a little wet. She raised her head slightly, not wanting the tears to fall. For some reason, after that dream, she could not help but want to cry every time she saw Xiahou Ying.