Cold-faced Empress

After several attempts, Fu Siying was hit by two more arrows in her back and waist, and could only lie on the horse's back, panting in pain.

She didn't know how many eyes were watching her in the shadows, so she dared not make a move. She also had no idea where the other party intended to drive her, or what methods they planned to use to bring her to her death.

As they emerged from the woods, their view suddenly opened up, and a strong wind blew in their face. Fu Siying squinted and looked ahead, only to see the mountain path abruptly abruptly end, with only wild branches and grasses sprouting from the mountainside.

Another cliff!

Seeing that there was no way forward, the horse stopped and paced around aimlessly.

Having guessed the other party's intentions, Fu Siying choked and vomited a mouthful of blood, staining the horse's mane red.

Is this an attempt to force her to jump off a cliff?!

Turning my head to look at the woods behind me, even though it was broad daylight, the woods seemed to be filled with ghostly shadows!

Just as Fu Siying was struggling to fall from her horse, as she expected, an arrow suddenly shot out from the woods and struck the horse squarely!

The horse struck by the arrow immediately neighed and reared up, galloping forward in agony. In the blink of an eye, the horse had plunged down the cliff, its pitiful neighing echoing through the valley.

Without her horse, Fu Siying felt even more isolated and helpless.

She lay prone on the ground, silently drawing a dagger from her waist. Her opponent wanted to force her to fall off the cliff, but she refused! She was already wounded by three arrows, enough to prove someone was trying to harm her. She didn't believe they would be foolish enough to just watch her fall with arrow wounds.

Sure enough, a masked man leaped out of the forest in no time.

Without a word, the masked man stepped forward and pulled out all three arrows from Fu Siying's waist and back, ignoring her screams of pain and the profuse bleeding.

The sharp wounds inflicted by the three arrows also needed to be concealed. The masked man used a sharp stone to rub and grind the wounds repeatedly, tearing them apart and leaving them a bloody mess!

"what!!!"

The excruciating pain that shook her soul nearly made Fu Siying faint. She swung her dagger at the masked man, but her swing was weak, and the masked man snatched the dagger away instead.

Just as the masked man was dragging Fu Siying up and about to push her off the cliff to make it look like an accidental fall, suddenly, a strange, blood-stained longsword flew from behind and headed straight for the masked man's head!

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Bai Qingyu and He Changyi who had rushed over.

The masked man dodged aside and, without hesitation, pushed Fu Siying off the cliff.

Fu Siying, who thought she was saved the moment she saw Bai Qingyu, suddenly felt dizzy and fell.

"what!"

In a critical moment, with his hands cut and bloodied, he struggled to cling to a small sapling growing from a crack in the rock on the edge of the cliff.

"Ah! Help!"

Hearing that Fu Siying, who had fallen off the cliff, was still calling for help and hadn't completely hit the ground, Bai Qingyu immediately shouted to He Changyi, "Go and save Miss Fu!"

Having said that, he leaped forward to meet the masked man, and in a short while they were locked in a fierce battle.

He Changyi rushed to the cliff, knelt down and looked down. He saw Fu Siying fluttering in the air like a light white silk ribbon.

He reached out his hand: "Miss Fu, quick, grab me!"

Upon hearing He Changyi's voice, Fu Siying, who had been anxiously awaiting rescue, froze. She never imagined that the person who would come to her rescue would be He Changyi!

This is the person she hates to the core, the person she wishes she could tear apart and gnaw on!

he……

He came to save her?!

The veil of the hat occasionally obscured the complex and subtle expression on Fu Siying's face, making it impossible for He Changyi to see her expression clearly.

Seeing that she didn't move, he became impatient: "Hurry up!"

Fu Siying stared at He Changyi, whose face was filled with anxiety, and suddenly shouted with all her might, "He Changyi, even if I die, I don't need you to save me!"