Seeing that Xiao Qingqian did not plan to dismount or leave Wei Qing behind, Chu Yin exhausted all of his patience.
He squinted his eyes and gave the order to all the guards. All of a sudden, all of the hidden guards flew towards Xiao Qingqian and the others as fast as lightning.
This time, Chu Yin was clearly well-prepared, and had the advantage in numbers.
Wei Qing couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat for Xiao Qingqian.
Xiao Qingqian saw through Wei Qing's worry with a glance. Xiao Qingqian held onto Wei Qing's shoulder and said warmly: "Don't worry, your man isn't that weak!"
Finished speaking, he locked onto Chu Yin, and slowly grasped the sword hilt, slowly pulling the sword out of the sheath.
As Chu Yin looked at the two of them talking amiably to each other, he thought about how Wei Qing had been giving him a cold stare all this time.
After quickly regaining his consciousness, he pulled out the sharp sword from his waist. Under the illumination of the fire, the sharp sword's tip emitted a bone-chilling cold.
Xiao Qingqian flew up, and the two of them faced each other in the air.
With a 'scanty' sound, the sword edge collided with each other, and sparks flew in all directions.
The two of them were both martial arts experts. As they fought, a strong inner force quickly flowed around them.
Although Wei Qing had a little bit of inner strength in her body, it was not enough to resist the thick inner strength that was surging around the two people's bodies.
Seeing that Wei Qing was already showing signs of pain, Xiao Qingqian immediately used her inner force to attack him.
In that moment, the formless inner force formed a protective barrier around Wei Qing, able to help her fend off the strange and sharp inner force for a while.
The group of guards were already fighting with Chu Yin's men, Wei Qing's gaze swept across them once, her heart almost stopped beating because of nervousness.
Seeing that a person's sharp blade was about to pierce through Mo Qi's shoulder blade, Wei Qing anxiously shouted: "Mo Qi, behind you!"
Mo Qi frowned, when the person behind her attacked, he leaned forward, and barely dodged the attack.
She squinted her eyes dangerously and raised her arm to sweep behind her. The sword that cut through metal like mud directly beheaded that person.
Seeing that bloody head rolling on the ground for a few metres like a soccer ball, Wei Qing swallowed hard.
Mo Qi steadied his breathing and continued to attack with his fearsome techniques.
Xiao Qingqian and Chu Yin had already exchanged over a hundred moves, but the two of them did not look exhausted at all.
"Chu Yin, you are definitely not going to be able to obtain Qing`er's heart, so why can't you just calmly accept everything that has happened?" Xiao Qingqian glared at Chu Yin aggressively.
Chu Yin's facial features twisted as the space between his eyebrows tightened, "Xiao Qingqian, back then you already had Tian Sisi, why did you still take away the Qing`er greedily?"
"Chu Yin, that's this king's consort!" Xiao Qingqian's voice was loud and filled with anger as he roared towards Chu Yin.
Chu Yin said softly, "If you had not used such a disgraceful method, you would not have succeeded!"
"In the end, it's still because you can't let go of the throne and its power!" Xiao Qingqian did not try to cover up his ridicule.
These words once again stung Chu Yin's heart, because Wei Qing had said this more than once.
Just because he could not give up the throne, the Qing`er gave up on him?
Xiao Qingqian raised his leg and kicked at Chu Yin's lower abdomen.
Chu Yin snapped back into reality, it was too late for him to dodge, so he could only extend his hand to grab Xiao Qingqian's ankle.
Xiao Qingqian's pupils suddenly shrank, the sword tip slashing straight towards Chu Yin's chest.
Chu Yin was at a disadvantage because of his state of mind, so this time, he was simply unable to dodge this vicious sword strike.
A fishy sweet smell quickly spread around, but Chu Yin did not seem to feel any pain, and directly thrusted towards Xiao Qingqian.
Xiao Qingqian's face suddenly changed, he extended his hand out and grabbed the sword edge.
Scarlet liquid dripped down from the gaps of his fingers, and with every drip, Wei Qing's heart tightened.
"Ah Qian!"
Completely subconsciously, Wei Qing used this intimate form of address.
It was as if the entire world had quietened down because of Wei Qing's words. Xiao Qingqian could barely contain his excitement as he turned his head to look at Wei Qing and comforted her, "I'm fine!"
Chu Yin's mouth was filled with bitterness, and his expression became even more unsightly.
While he was still in a daze, when Xiao Qingqian wanted to end this quickly, her moves were sharp and fierce, but they left Chu Yin with a few steps back. As long as he did not continue to tangle with his, it would not harm his life.
But, Chu Yin's eyes were red from killing.
Once Chu Yin used his killing move, Xiao Qingqian would no longer be able to give him any face. With a flip of his wrist, a sharp sword flashed towards him.
Everyone held their breath, because Xiao Qingqian's sword was filled with killing intent and an imposing manner.
Just as the sword was about to stab into his skin, a figure flew toward him at an extremely fast speed.
"Puff …"
The sword stabbed into his flesh, blood splattering everywhere.
The sun finally climbed from the east, and more and more snow fell. Wei Qing looked at He Yue's pale face and his heartstrings trembled.
"Yue!" She quickly dismounted from her horse, and when He Yue fell, she would embrace her in her arms.
He Yue's injuries were severe, and her breathing became weaker.
At this moment, Chu Yin was like a sculpture that had lost all of its strength and soul, as he stared blankly at He Yue.
Xiao Qingqian also let go of his hand, and the sword dropped to the ground, releasing a loud clanging sound.
Wei Qing anxiously checked He Yue's pulse, and said with an urgent tone: "He Yue, you be strong, I won't let anything happen to you!"
Mo Qi quickly withdrew his drifting mind, and took out a medicinal pellet that could save his life, pinched open He Yue's chin, and stuffed the medicine into her mouth.
He Yue took two deep breaths, "Wei Qing, I might be able to get out of this predicament now!"
Wei Qing's heart ached, she turned and looked at Chu Yin who was standing there stiffly, and roared: "Chu Yin, could your heart be made of stone?"
Chu Yin finally regained his senses and walked forward in large strides to pick up He Yue from Wei Qing's embrace and quickly return to the Prince Qi Mansion.
Wei Qing looked at Xiao Qingqian and quickly replied, "I'm fine."
With that, she wrapped her arms around Wei Qing's waist and quickly headed towards Prince Qi Mansion.
She stared straight at Chu Yin, really wanting to remember the current nervous and worried expression he had in his mind.
"Yue Yue, This King will definitely not let anything happen to you!" Chu Yin looked at his hands that were dyed red with blood, and shouted with eyes that were unusually scarlet.
He Yue tried her best to smile at Chu Yin, "My prince, I don't regret marrying you!"
"Shut up and don't say anything!"
He Yue raised her hand stiffly, wanting to touch Chu Yin's cheek, but she was really too weak. She could only lift her hand in midair before powerlessly drooping down.
Chu Yin's heart ached even more. He grabbed He Yue's hand and placed it on his own face, "He Yue, this king doesn't allow anything to happen to you, so don't you dare let anything happen to me!"