A short night is hard to please! A stunningly handsome prince dotes on her exclusively.

Chapter 137: I'm numb with pain now?

As soon as she finished speaking, a cool breeze swept past her ears, and a long sword suddenly stabbed from behind Xin Moyan. Before she could react, Xuan Shi swept his sword and heard a 'sizzle' sound, the rhythm of flesh being torn apart. She hurriedly looked to her side and saw Yuan Huaixuan catch the sword with one hand, and bright red liquid gushed out like a spring.

"Your Majesty!"

Without hesitation, Yuan Huaixuan gripped the blade in his hand and pulled hard, snatching the sword away. His originally icy eyes turned bloodshot, and his inner strength surged forth, all flowing into the sword. In the blink of an eye, the assassin whose sword had been taken from him clutched his neck and collapsed to the ground, bleeding profusely.

Then, the sword light, like a soaring silver dragon, continuously drew cold light in the air. The moonlight was like water, and the shadows were like silver snakes. He was almost bloodthirsty.

"Bang bang bang!"

The dull thuds of bodies falling to the ground echoed one after another. His moves were as swift as lightning. With a sweep of his longsword, all the assassins closest to Xin Moyan were killed with a single strike. Seeing this, the remaining dozen or so masked men in black quickly moved away, surrounding the two men and the horse in the center.

"Your Highness, are you alright?" Looking at the corpses lying scattered on the ground, the heavy smell of blood made Xin Moyan's stomach churn. She also saw that Yuan Huaixuan was holding a sword in his right hand, and the blood on the sword was not as much as the blood flowing from his palm.

"Yan'er, it's alright."

Yuan Huaixuan looked solemn. If only these ten or so people remained, he could silence them in no time. He wondered if the sight of the corpses lying around would frighten Yan'er.

If Xin Moyan heard this, she would definitely shout angrily: I'm already terrified, okay?

Just then, the sound of galloping hooves came from behind them. The two turned around and saw four or five men dressed in black riding tall horses at high speed. The machetes in their hands gleamed with a sharp, cold light, and their eyes were fierce. They were obviously accomplices, and some even looked more powerful.

Xin Moyan immediately shrank back, feeling as if her head was about to roll on the ground any second, and whispered, "Your Highness, they've called for reinforcements."

He didn't answer, but leaped up and instantly embraced Xin Moyan, saying softly, "Yan'er, hold my hand tightly."

After saying that, he put his hand to his mouth and whistled. The black horse beneath him immediately raised its head and let out a sharp neigh. The horse galloped away at a speed many times faster than when it left the house, and flew straight off.

Xin Moyan felt her heart was about to jump out of her throat. She clung tightly to his arm with both hands, closed her eyes, and didn't dare to look up for even a second.

He didn't know how much time had passed, until he felt the sounds behind him fade into the depths of the night, then he slowed down, allowing Xin Moyan's emotions to gradually calm down.

"Yan'er, I scared you."

Xin Moyan first opened one eye, and after realizing it was safe, she opened both eyes. After checking that there were no assassins around, she breathed a slight sigh of relief and hurriedly let go of his arm.

"Your Highness, this doesn't look like a robbery. Could it be your enemies?"

"Yes, they are my enemies."

She turned back to look at him incredulously, and said with a hint of reproach, "No wonder you dare not use your real name outside. It turns out you have made many enemies, and you even caused me to be chased today."

"Is Yan'er blaming me for dragging you into this?"

Xin Moyan pouted and said dejectedly, "I almost lost my life just now, can't I blame you?"

"Hehe~ Yes! Yan'er should blame me."

She ignored him, her chest felt slightly hot, and the cramped space made her feel a little lost. Xin Moyan looked up and saw that they were walking by a lake surrounded by green forests and water. The surroundings were quiet and spacious.

"Your Highness...where is this?"

“The outskirts of the city,” he explained when he saw her puzzled look. “Just now, those assassins attacked on horseback. To avoid driving into the city and causing panic, I had to lead them to a deserted place. Fortunately, I was able to shake them off.”

"Oh! Let's go back then!" Xin Moyan felt that what he said made some sense, so she didn't ask any more questions. As long as they were safe, that was good.

He looked down at the woman in his arms, a slight smile playing on his lips, and said calmly, "Yan'er, you've been frightened. There's a bamboo house ahead; let's rest there for a while before continuing."

Xin Moyan followed his gaze and saw a bamboo house standing by the lake not far away.

"I'm not so scared anymore, let's go home as soon as possible!"

Are you afraid I'll take advantage of you?

These words sounded familiar. Xin Moyan shook her head and explained earnestly, "I just felt it was too late, and I was afraid that Buyu would worry if she couldn't find me. Besides, we agreed with Cailian that we would go back after playing for a while."

"Don't worry, Yan'er, Hua Buyu is fine."

It's that woman Hua Buyu again. Is she that important to Yan'er? No, he must make himself more important than Hua Buyu in Yan'er's heart.

"Yan'er, I need to treat my wound."

Upon hearing this, Xin Moyan quickly looked down and saw that his right palm was a bloody mess. Originally, it was just a long and deep knife wound, but all the way he had gripped the reins tightly, and the bloodstains on the reins were layered on top of each other, black and red intertwined. Not to mention the extent to which his wound had been rubbed raw.

"This... how is it so serious? Does it hurt?" Xin Moyan's eyebrows were furrowed, and she looked extremely worried.

"Ugh, it hurts."

"Then why did you pull the rope so tight just now? Come down quickly. If you can't disinfect it, you should at least wash it. It won't be good if it gets infected."

Although he couldn't understand the second half of her sentence, the man still managed to fool her without batting an eye.

"Just now you held my left arm, so I had to use this injured hand to control the horse. The pain isn't too bad now, just a little numb."

"Huh? It's all numb from the pain?" Xin Moyan's eyes widened. She was so frightened that she was completely disoriented and grabbed whatever she could for support, which only made his wound worse.

"Hmm." With a long stride, he leaped off his horse, then used his left hand to lead the horse, slowly walking forward.

"Yan'er, you don't need to get down. I'll lead you to the front."

What else could she do but let him lead her there? Even if she wanted to get down, she didn't dare to jump!

When they arrived at the bamboo house, he extended his left hand to Xin Moyan, gesturing for her to hold it.

"Yan'er, step firmly into the stirrups and jump down."

Looking at the height, Xin Moyan thought, "If I jump down, won't I fall flat on my face?"

Seemingly sensing her thoughts, he grabbed Xin Moyan's right hand and coaxed her gently, "It's okay, I'm here. Jump down."

He could actually use his light-footed skills to carry her down, but he wanted her to have more opportunities to try things out. What if he wasn't there when Yan'er rode a horse next time? Wouldn't Yan'er have to be carried by someone else?

"Your Highness, you must stop me!"

She was very nervous, but the warm and comforting touch in his palm reassured her a lot.