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

Chapter 59 His Guarantee

Although he knew she was a bizarre woman with a touch of roguishness, hearing her say this made all the doubts and anger that had been building up in his chest vanish instantly.

He had to admit that when he saw her fall from the Tower of Death, his heart sank as well.

He didn't even know how far he was from the Spirit Tower at that time, or whether he could catch her in time. He had only one thought in his mind: he had to catch her!

Only when he actually held her warm body in his arms did his tense nerves slowly relax.

At that time, the only thing that surprised him was Gu Lounan's exclamation.

Perhaps in the past, he thought that Gu Lounan approached Yin Quan simply to test her position in his heart, but now, he felt that Gu Lounan's thoughts were no longer as simple as before.

Looking at Xiahou Ying's expressionless and aloof face, Yin Quan felt even more nervous.

She didn't even know whether she should speak or not. She felt that Xiahou Ying seemed to be bothered by something, and thinking of this, she suddenly opened her eyes.

Could it be that he's holding a grudge against Gu Lounan?

The image of that always-smiling face popped into her mind. She narrowed her beautiful eyes, pursed her red lips, and began to recall it carefully.

Suddenly, she was slightly startled, realizing that the Lingji Tower and the East Palace seemed to be on the same line, separated only by the Imperial Garden. From the East Palace, the tower could be seen clearly with almost no obstruction.

Could it be that Xiahou Ying misunderstood Gu Lounan's action of taking the fallen leaf from her head?

Of course people would misunderstand if they looked at it from that far away!

Gu Lounan, you son of a bitch!

I told you you weren't so kind! You were just deliberately dragging me into this for Xiahou Ying's benefit, weren't you?!

They say you can get a panoramic view of the entire imperial palace? Ugh!

It's more like Xiahou Ying has to look up at your full form!

Just as she was secretly grumbling to herself, a broad palm suddenly touched the top of her head. Yin Quan was slightly startled and looked up at Xiahou Ying. Her lips, which were originally slightly pursed, slowly parted, but when she saw those eyes that were as clear and cold as the moon, she completely forgot how to speak.

Suddenly, at that moment, Xiahou Ying, whose brows were slightly furrowed, grabbed her arm and pulled her into his arms. His long, strong fingers gripped the back of her head as he slowly said, "From now on, I will never let you be in danger again."

The deep voice coming from above had a subtle hoarseness that sounded somewhat unfamiliar, yet also somewhat heart-wrenching.

Yin Quan's body stiffened for a moment; she didn't know how to react.

She had never seen Xiahou Ying like this before.

In her eyes, he was always so powerful, noble, and unmatched, as if there was nothing or no one in the world that could shake him.

But now, burying her face in his broad, strong chest, listening to his heartbeat, and feeling his breath, she felt that at that moment, when he watched her fall from the Spirit Tower, he might have really hurt him.

She raised her arm and wrapped it around his lean waist. Yin Quan smiled and said, "I believe you..." As she spoke, she looked up at him and continued, her eyes crinkling, "Aying, you saw me and Gu Lounan when you were in the East Palace, didn't you?"

Upon hearing this, Xiahou Ying frowned slightly, his lips moved, but he ultimately remained silent.

Seeing that he didn't speak or respond, Yin Quan suddenly felt a little helpless.

You saw it, didn't you?

"You were originally in the East Palace, and yet you happened to catch me when I fell. That's really illogical. You... you were actually here to interrogate me?" As she spoke, the corners of her lips curved upwards even wider. Her dark eyes darted around, fixed intently on Xiahou Ying's face, which was gradually darkening.

Observing his reaction with great interest, Yin Quan was not in a hurry, seemingly unconcerned about his answer.

"If you don't say anything, I'll take that as a yes..."

"You shouldn't get too close to him." Looking down at her, Xiahou Ying's deep, streamlined features seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, making him look somewhat cold.

"Okay, okay, I'll ignore him from now on. Oh, by the way, there's something you..."

"Ruyi, the palace maid beside Father Emperor, is Yin Ru, the daughter of Liu Ruyue who stayed in the Yin family." Xiahou Ying said calmly after finishing speaking for Yin Quan.

"I knew you knew! Something just doesn't feel right..." Yin Quan muttered to himself, then crossed his arms and tilted his head in thought.

How much do you know about Yin Ru?

"I don't know her very well. She is completely different from Liu Ruyue. If it weren't for their similar appearances, their personalities would be so different that they don't seem like they are related. Although Liu Ruyue wanted to kill me, she took great care of Yin Ru. Although she was not a good person, she could be considered a good mother."

Upon hearing this, Xiahou Ying's gaze flickered as he looked at Yin Quan.

He naturally knew what Liu Ruyue had done to him, but now, after hearing her words, that inexplicable, subtle emotion began to grow wildly within him again.

Her keenness and meticulousness, her agility and resourcefulness, are all astonishing. On the battlefield, she has escaped danger and death several times. Just now, in those few seconds when her life was in danger, she was able to sense his unnatural arrival. She is truly an incredibly amazing woman.

“Ah Ying, you wouldn’t be thinking of giving her away…” Yin Quan said, glancing at him casually. In that brief moment, she saw the unpredictable shadow in his eyes.

"Are you worried about your enemy's daughter?" Xiahou Ying asked, his brow furrowing slightly.

“No, if you don’t cut the weeds at the root, they will grow back in the spring breeze. Technically speaking, she is indeed a great threat. But I don’t like this kind of practice of trampling on human lives by relying on power. She should hate me, and she has reason to hate me. Although I didn’t kill Liu Ruyue with my own hands, she died because of me…” Yin Quan said, slightly raising her eyes to meet his gaze. Her dark eyes were as firm as a rock, and her tone was resolute, with an unquestionable determination.

Upon hearing this, Xiahou Ying pursed his lips and stroked her black hair with a hint of helplessness.

"I only ordered people to keep an eye on her."

Is this a case of trampling human life with power...?

Just how big is her heart? How much can it hold...?

Although he was slightly surprised by what she said, it did not change his purpose.

From the moment he was sent to the Eastern Zhou as a hostage, and from the moment he witnessed his mother being torn apart by five horses, he had sworn a solemn oath in blood.

Thinking this, Xiahou Ying's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his long, beautiful knuckles turned slightly white, but he quickly returned to normal.

He always harbored a sliver of curiosity about Yin Quan.

Her emotions were clearly strong and sincere, yet they always seemed to be separated by a transparent barrier.

He could see everything about her clearly, yet he couldn't touch her at all, as if everything he saw was just a mirage, a series of illusions.

With her chin slightly raised, Yin Quan looked at him and pursed her lips.

She knew she couldn't expect him to think like a modern person.

She also knew that Xiahou Ying was at the center of the storm of royal struggles, and if he did not brave the bloodshed, he would eventually become one of the white bones under the iron heel of history.

There are countless examples throughout history of fratricide and killing, and this will not change with the changing times. She does not want to face that moment too soon.

Power and ethics are difficult to coexist, even for Xiahou Ying, who was by her side; to survive, one must fight.

Feeling the warmth emanating from his palm, Yin Quan took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled.

She knew that getting involved with members of the royal family would be troublesome, but she never imagined it would be this troublesome...

Especially considering that there are no cheat codes, no special skills, and absolutely nothing...

Just thinking about it makes her feel heartbroken. After all, a person's energy is limited, and she can't just rely on Xiahou Ying all the time.

"Aying, I just remembered I have something to do, I'll be going now!"

Upon hearing this, Xiahou Ying moved his thin lips slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he only nodded slightly and said, "Go."

As Yin Quan's figure turned at the end of the corridor ahead, Wei Jun took a step forward and whispered to Xiahou Ying, "Master, I have checked and there are no strangers entering or leaving the East Palace."

After hearing this, Xiahou Ying pursed his lips and stood silently with his hands behind his back on the long corridor leading from the outer courtyard to the inner courtyard, a faint frost appearing on his sharp and refined face.

Perhaps he was just overthinking it... Qin Chang'an wasn't in the Eastern Palace...

A small spot right in the center of his forehead was throbbing slightly, like a needle pricking him repeatedly, giving him a terrible headache.

Qin Chang'an's abduction in Santong County remained a source of great concern for him, as there were too many inexplicable aspects to the incident.

As Xiahou Ying pondered this, he walked slowly forward, but suddenly stopped when he was about to reach the corner of the corridor.

He felt that the Crown Prince's words today were somewhat strange, as if they always had a hidden meaning and were thought-provoking.

Has the Imperial Preceptor's residence ever sent anything to the Crown Prince's Palace?

"Reporting to Your Majesty, a pair of cloisonné enamel vases with gold lacquer were delivered this morning, carried into the palace in a wooden crate." Wei Jun said, then suddenly felt a chill and exclaimed, "Your Majesty, could it be...?!"

“I’m afraid that’s when they sent him there…” Xiahou Ying slowly moved his lips, stood with his hands behind his back, raised his gaze and looked at the artificial hill in the garden across the corridor. After looking for a while, his eyes opened.

When did a silk screen appear in the outer hall of the East Palace...?

She heard everything...

As soon as Yin Quan returned to her room, she summoned Harina and Lian Hongling. She originally wanted to call Long Jue as well, but since Long Jue seemed to be out of the manor, she had to give up.

"Master, you want to learn martial arts?" Harina asked in surprise, her big eyes darting around.

"Shh! Keep your voice down!" Yin Quan hissed, raising an eyebrow as she continued, "When I saw you at the restaurant that day, I thought you were quite skilled. It wasn't anything particularly advanced, but it was very effective. Could you teach me?"

“Alas, Master, it’s fine if you want to learn, but you stay in the manor all day long, with so many experts protecting you at all times. Even if someone really wants to harm you, they’ll probably be killed by Ghost Slash before they even get close to the manor…” Harina replied somewhat dismissively, grinning.

“Princess, Miss Yin has her own reasons for learning martial arts, so please don’t refuse.” Compared to Harina, Lian Hongling’s reaction was much calmer and more mature.

"Hongling is a good person!" Excitedly grasping Lian Hongling's hands, Yin Quan glanced at Harina, who, after being looked at so meaningfully, pursed his lips and waved his hand, saying, "Alright, I'm a good person too, I'll teach you."

“Hongling, there’s no need to call me princess outside. We’re in the Central Plains, so we have to learn to adapt to local customs. Miss Yin is my savior, and I am willing to serve her as my master.”

“What the princess says is true, Miss Yin. I, Lian Hongling, am also willing to serve you as my master.” After hearing Harina’s words, Lian Hongling clasped her hands and nodded heavily to Yin Quan.

"Why are you all suddenly getting serious at a time like this? You two, the important thing is to teach me kung fu!"

In the following days, Yin Quan completely forgot about Xiahou Ying.