C167 I'm not gonna be nice to you anymore

As soon as he arrived at the city gates, he saw a man rushing in like a madman, shouting to the city guards, "Tiger..." Tiger, there's a tiger on the mountain, there's a little girl... "There's a little girl following a tiger …

Before he could even finish his sentence, Yan Yuan had already dragged him over, "Where's the tiger?"

When the guards saw that it was Yan Yuan, they were shocked and immediately knelt down, "Greetings, Your Highness."

The prince had braved such a heavy rain and no one was following him. Where was he going?

That person was obviously frightened to the point that he forgot to bow. He pointed to the west side of the city gate and said, "Xi …" On the mountain in the western suburbs, that young lady was digging up bamboo shoots and then pressing down on the tiger … "

Without waiting for the man to finish speaking, Yan Yuan had already gotten rid of him. He casually pulled the horse and rode on it.

"Hey, my horse, my horse …"

"What are you shouting for? Your Royal Highness, use your horse. I will return it to you when the time comes."

The city guard shouted loudly to stop the man, but his heart was filled with bewilderment.

Prince won't go to the mountain to save that girl trapped by the tiger, will you?

"Not good, hurry up and inform Vice General Zhang to rush to the western suburbs to protect His Royal Highness."

Yan Yuan rode on his horse and quickly headed towards the mountain in the western suburbs.

The cold rain fell on his face, but it did not wash away the fear and regret in his eyes.

Liu Tian Xin, it must not be you, that girl must not be you …

He kept telling himself, comforting himself, but there was none.

His hands, which were holding onto the reins of the horse, were shaking violently.

He had never thought that in his lifetime, he would experience such a soul-stirring fear, and all the nerves in his body would tense up at this moment.

At the foot of the mountain, he jumped off his horse and ran straight up the mountain.

The tiger's roar resounded through the mountains. Every time it came out, it would strike Yan Yuan's body.

Just as Yan Yuan was about to reach, the tiger's voice suddenly stopped. Even Yan Yuan's face had turned deathly pale, without a hint of blood.

"Heavens …" Tian Xin... Liu Tian Xin, wait for this king, listen to me, Liu Tian Xin... Wait... "Waiting for This King..."

His lips began to tremble, but his footsteps on the mountain did not slow down.

His crimson eyes were blocked by the falling rain, causing the warmth and moisture in them to become icy cold.

The fear that was lingering around his body had almost engulfed him.

The tiger's voice stopped, meaning that the fight had stopped.

Was it the tiger that died, or was it Liu Tian Xin …

Yan Yuan did not dare to imagine what kind of scene he would see when he arrived.

In next to no time, his destination was right before him, and the fear in his heart grew even deeper.

A moment later, he saw a shocking scene.

Liu Ruo Qing sat there, her face and arms covered in blood. Her eyes were filled with fear and loss of spirit, staring straight at the tiger who was on the verge of death.

Yan Yuan could not say what he felt at that time, but his eyes felt hot, and he quickly rushed forward.

"Tian Xin, you're okay, that's great, you're okay …"

As if he had obtained the most precious treasure in the world, he tightly held onto Liu Ruo Qing with his long arm, not daring to loosen his grip.

The person in his arms suddenly trembled, and his dull eyes lit up as if he was waiting for his savior.

The moment she saw Yan Yuan, she was stunned for a moment, then, immediately followed with a "wow" sound as she started crying.

"Yan Yuan, you're here. Wuwaa ~ ~ I was almost bitten to death by a tiger. Wuwaa ~ ~ ~"

Her cries were loud and loud, loud enough to cover the sound of the pouring rain, as if she was trying to release the fear in her heart.

"It's okay, it's okay …"

Yan Yuan patted her body and gently coaxed her, yet in his heart, he was filled with incomparable regret and self-blame.

There were many ways to make fun of her. How could he let her come here and take risks?

If she...

Damn it, Yan Yuan thought that he deserved to die.

Liu Ruo Qing hugged Yan Yuan's neck tightly, burying his face in his embrace. That fear never dissipated, as if hugging Yan Yuan like this was the only way for her to barely regain his sense of security.

"It's all because of you, Yan Yuan. It's all because of you, you tramp, you keep bullying me, I was almost bitten to death by a tiger. It's all because of you, you tramp.

Normally, if this woman dared to call him a tramp, he would have thrown her far away. How could he allow her to cry while holding onto his neck like this?

But now, he couldn't even bear to scold her.

"Fine, stop being like this with me, stop being like this with me …"

He cajoled her like a child, patting her back and letting her hug him.

Even if this woman was suffocating him, he deserved it.

"Sorry, it's all This King's fault. This King shouldn't have let you come here..."

He frowned, pained and remorseful.

The current Yan Yuan perhaps hadn't even noticed that the two words "I'm sorry" he, as a dignified Prince Jing, might not appear in his life, but at this moment, he actually said it so naturally.

If someone who knew him knew the proud and arrogant Prince Jing, who would be so submissive as to apologize to his wangfei, they would probably be so scared that they would break out in a cold sweat, thinking that this Prince Jing must have been lost to someone.

Yan Yuan looked at the dead tiger in front of him, the lingering fear in his heart had yet to recover.

Even after the rain had washed over them, the smell of blood still lingered in the air.

If this girl didn't have any martial arts and was just a weak girl, what lay in his arms right now would be nothing but a pile of bones.

Thinking of this, Yan Yuan's heart tensed up, the power holding onto Liu Ruo Qing increased even more.

After a long while, Liu Ruo Qing's crying gradually stopped, and the terrified emotion also slowly eased up.

The rain, however, continued to fall harder and harder. Yan Yuan got up and directly carried her.

Liu Ruo Qing slowly raised her head and looked at him. Her eyes were a little tired and a little pitiful.

"I'm so tired. I don't want to leave."

Her voice was low, as thin as a mosquito, but Yan Yuan could still hear her clearly.

"It's alright, This King will carry you back."

Receiving Yan Yuan's reply, Liu Ruo Qing seemed to be completely at ease, as she leaned her face into Yan Yuan's embrace.

Perhaps it was because she had expended too much energy, after she closed her eyes in Yan Yuan's embrace, she quickly fell asleep.

Yan Yuan carried her into his arms and carried her down the mountain. He bent down and helped Liu Ruo Qing block the falling rain as much as possible.

Even if it was useless, he instinctively wanted to do that.