Whoosh... Whoosh... Whoosh... Whoosh.
Leng Ningyu was panting heavily and sweating profusely. She clenched her teeth and pulled her sister. Her body had reached its limit. Every step she took was as heavy as a lead.
The sound of the cavalry's hooves getting closer and closer, and Leng Ningyu stopped in despair.
In front of her was a bottomless abyss!
She stood in front of the cliff and watched the gravel fall into the mountain stream as if she had taken away her last hope.
Horse hooves neighed. The leader of the imperial guards pulled the horse, and a long halberd stood beside him. The killing intent in his eyes shot to Leng Ningyu. He said coldly, "Your Highness, accept your fate."
But what he got in return was only a slight sneer.
Leng Ningyu stood there quietly. She was even very down and out, but at a glance, she seemed to look down upon the world.
The high-ranking officer who had just spoken fell silent subconsciously.
Looking at these imperial guards who were loyal to the royal family of the Yue Kingdom, Leng Ningyu wore a self-mocking smile.
They had spent a lot of money to train their elites, but in the end, they became the killers who slaughtered her entire family!
The country was destroyed, and the family was destroyed.
As a princess, she had fallen into the mountains to run for her life.
"Sister, I'm afraid..."
A soft and weak voice sounded behind her. Leng Ningyu trembled. Her sister, Leng Shuangxue, was behind her!
Leng Shuangxue shrank back, her forehead covered with sweat. Her delicate little hands and sleeves were stained with the blood of her relatives.
She tugged at Leng Ningyu's sleeve innocently, shivering with fear and helplessness in her eyes.
She was the only relative of Leng Ningyu in the world, and also the last blood of the royal family!
Thinking of this, Leng Ningyu gritted her teeth, bent her knees, and knocked heavily on the ground. She lowered her eyes and said word by word, "I'll die, let the little princess go, please."
The last two words were almost squeezed out of her teeth. She looked up, and her bright eyes were full of begging.
Seeing that the former princess had fallen into such a situation, the leader of the imperial guards sneered, but there was a trace of inquiry in his eyes.
"Shouldn't it be sarcasm, indifference, and even sympathy?"
Why was he asking? Who was he asking for his opinion?
Before Leng Ningyu could react, a strong force hit her. Her body rose into the air and fell into the mountain stream like a feather.
He felt weightless, dizzy, and suffocated.
But these couldn't defeat the ferocious face of Leng Shuangxue and the bone-piercing curse. "B*tch, go to hell!"
This was the sister she had risked her life to protect.
What a joke!
The wind whistled in her ears, and it was extremely difficult for Leng Ningyu to breathe.
She was probably going to die.
"Father, mother, Yu'er is here to accompany you."
She slowly closed her eyes, and a tear of despair rolled down her cheeks.
"Plop! Plop!"
Leng Ningyu's body fell straight into a hot spring, and the splashing waves directly hit her back. The petite person instantly lost consciousness and sank to the bottom of the pool.
Mo Ziheng, who was soaking in the hot spring, was shocked. If it weren't for his disabled body, he would have jumped up and dodged quickly.
How could he be as pathetic as a drowned chicken now?
His face, which had been expressionless for many years, was also unusually rich at this time. He looked up at the sky angrily.
Who on earth was throwing rubbish in the wild? He was almost smashed to death!
But the next second, he was stunned.
Because in front of him, a delicate face slowly floated to the surface of the water.
It was not a piece of trash falling from the sky, but a person!
She was also a beautiful woman!
She looked delicate and pretty, but her eyebrows were tightly knitted. Even with her eyes closed, despair and pain were beyond words.
It seemed that he was a poor person.
Mo Ziyi frowned, and his deep eyes fell on the red hot spring.
Damn it, this woman was injured!
He picked up Leng Ningyu.
He couldn't use his strength because of his disability. He could only hold the hot spring wall with one hand and struggle to move to the shore.
Mo Ziyi took a deep breath, clenched his teeth, and threw the woman to the ground. His face turned red because of the force.
He had no time to rest, so he quickly pressed his hand on her chest and cleaned the water out of her belly.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Her wet hair stuck to her cheeks, and her cold jade throat was hot. She spat out the dirty water with a "bang".
Seeing that the woman on the shore had woken up, Mo Ziheng heaved a long sigh of relief.
Fortunately, he did not die.
Otherwise, it would have cost him so much effort!
Who would have thought that after Leng Ningyu opened her eyes and found that she was not dead, it was not the joy of a narrow escape, but a heartbreaking roar and despair!
She struggled to get up and was about to jump back into the hot spring!
Mo Zi'er was so angry that his nostrils were about to smoke. He had tried his best to save her, but this woman was still courting death!
He reached out and grabbed her. "Woman, get out of here if you want to die. Don't dirty my hot spring!"
