In the blink of an eye, An Xin raised her hand and launched a hidden weapon. Before the others could react, An Xin turned and fled!
"Grab her!" the man shouted, and the men in black pounced on An Xin instantly. It should be noted that these men were all skilled in martial arts, and were adept at scaling walls and leaping across rooftops. An Xin's skills were no match for theirs; she would only be captured.
At the critical moment, a hand grabbed her. An Xin suddenly looked up, and a beam of blue light sliced through the air and swept out. An Xin was pulled by the momentum and crashed headfirst into it.
"How could someone from the Northern Desert appear in the capital?" The voice was gentle and refined, but now tinged with doubt—it was Jing Lan.
"Don't let her get away! Grab her!" someone shouted, and immediately the men in black rushed over again.
"Don't linger, take me away!" An Xin grabbed Jing Lan's clothes. No matter what these people's purpose was, it had nothing to do with her. Right now, it was more important to find her mother!
Jing Lan glanced at her with lowered eyelashes, placed her hand on her waist, then tightened her grip, and in a flash, retreated several meters away.
The clouds were getting thicker and thicker. An Xin glanced anxiously at the sky and said, "Go to West Alley, my mother might be there."
"Whoosh—" An arrow suddenly pierced through her side. An Xin's expression changed. The men in black were hot on her heels and had even started using bows and arrows. This was going to be troublesome!
Jing Lan and An Xin suddenly hid behind the wall. An Xin pushed him aside and began to tie the hem of her skirt—ancient clothes were really troublesome to run in—"I will never forget the kindness of the Left Prime Minister in saving us, but these men in black are chasing us relentlessly. If we wait any longer, my mother will not be able to leave the city. I will go and distract them. Please go to West Alley, my mother is waiting there. Once this matter is settled, I will come to meet you. Thank you!"
Jing Lan's eyes suddenly flickered, and she raised her eyelashes to look at her.
An Xin forcefully tore off a strip of cloth from her inner garment and tied her cuffs. Just as she was about to lean out, Jing Lan pulled her back, and an arrow narrowly grazed her cheek.
An Xin broke out in a cold sweat.
“You can’t avoid them by yourself. I’ll take you to a safe place first, and then I’ll go find your mother.” Jing Lan’s voice rang in her ears. An Xin subconsciously turned around, but she didn’t expect him to be so close. With this turn of her head, she felt that there was only an inch between them. For a moment, both of them held their breath.
An Xin subconsciously moved away from him and refused without hesitation, saying, "No, the storm is coming, you don't need to worry about me."
Jing Lan's eyes flickered, then he glanced to the side. An Xin was startled and followed his gaze. She saw a restaurant, or rather a brothel, with a moat behind it. She immediately understood Jing Lan's meaning and felt a little relieved. An Xin couldn't help but joke, "Your Excellency, the Left Prime Minister, are you as pure as snow in the sky? Are you going to visit a brothel today too?!"
Jing Lan smiled helplessly, "A tiger fallen into the plains is bullied by dogs."
An Xin smiled faintly, but grabbed his wrist, lowered her body, and carefully moved towards the brothel. Just as she was about to step inside, an arrow struck her toe. Without looking back, An Xin pulled Jing Lan inside, slammed the door shut, and rushed upstairs. Glancing inadvertently at the ground, she saw a few drops of blood. An Xin looked up at Jing Lan and said, "Yours?"
Jing Lan glanced at it and said, "No!"
An Xin said, "Don't lie to someone who's good at solving cases, especially a woman!"
Jing Lan smiled faintly and said, "It's just a few drops of blood!"
An Xin frowned and said, "We can't stay here any longer. Let's find a room to hide in!" With that, she rushed upstairs, pushed open a door, and slipped inside.
An Xin quickly jammed the door shut and grabbed Jing Lan, saying, "Didn't you get bandaged when you left the city tower?" As she spoke, she began to peel off Jing Lan's robes. At this moment, she really couldn't care less about being reserved!
Jing Lan was startled and was about to speak when she felt a chill on her shoulder. An Xin's gaze shrank when it met his body. His skin was as smooth as jade, incredibly delicate. Even... the Prime Minister's collarbone, which he usually protected so well, was exposed to her view. Anyone who was not self-control would probably be tempted at this moment!
An Xin paused slightly, then her expression returned to normal. His injury was on his arm, and this was the only way to bandage him. She had no ulterior motives whatsoever!
—Although the wound was bandaged, it was obviously done hastily. Presumably, because she left suddenly, Jinglan didn't have time to wait for the medicine to be applied and the bandage to be bandaged, so she followed her all the way here!
The wound was now a bloody mess, quite gruesome. An Xin took out some ointment from her sleeve. It was given to her by Yan Zhen and should have anti-inflammatory and analgesic effects. She didn't care about the details now and applied it to the wound. She quickly tore off a piece of cloth from her clothes to bandage it. With each touch of her fingertips, she could feel Jing Lan's body tremble slightly.
"Crack—" It sounded like a door was kicked open. An Xin's expression changed. The next moment, she was pulled into the curtained room by Jing Lan. Footsteps could be faintly heard from next door. An Xin felt like she couldn't breathe.
These people are extremely powerful. Jing Lan is currently injured and can only hold them back. She absolutely cannot let them discover her.
An Xin's gaze suddenly stopped on the medicine bottle on the table. She moved to rush out, but Jing Lan grabbed her arm.
An Xin pointed to the medicine bottle on the table and rushed out the next moment. However, as soon as she appeared, there was a loud "bang" and the door in front of her was kicked open. An Xin's face turned pale, and the men in black seemed to have not expected to run into her, so they all froze.
The window suddenly swung open, and before the man in black could react, An Xin had vanished!
The man in black's expression changed, and he rushed to the window, only to see huge splashes of water on the river, while the two men had vanished without a trace!
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Despite it being summer, An Xin was still reeling from the shock of the cold water. Then, the surging river water rushed into her eyes, nose, and mouth. An Xin hurriedly held her breath, but then noticed that Jing Lan's face was pale, and she was taken aback.
The next moment, An Xin's eyes widened even more—Jing Lan can't swim!
An Xin covered his mouth, signaling him to hold his breath, but it was clear that holding his breath was extremely difficult for someone who couldn't swim!
An Xin didn't dare let go of him, and pointed to the water, signaling him to go up.
Jing Lan shook her head, looking rather disheveled.
There was an undercurrent flowing beneath the river, and the two were swept away more and more, becoming increasingly disheveled. An Xin gradually began to falter, while Jing Lan was already teetering on the verge of collapse.
An Xin shook her head, and Jing Lan raised her eyelashes.
An Xin removed her hand from his lips, pointed to his lips, then to her own, and Jing Lan looked at her blankly.
An Xin turned her head away, then turned back, her eyes clear and bright. She then raised her hand to hug him, her lips covering his lips, and kissed him in one breath. Jing Lan's long eyelashes trembled violently.
An Xin clearly saw his pupils shrink, and his clear eyes instantly turned dark with a deep turbulence. An Xin closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she had already left his lips. She grabbed him, turned around, and quickly swam forward with one hand.
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She touched a rock and hurriedly grabbed its edge. She suddenly surfaced, gasping for breath. Jing Lan was already pale and his consciousness was blurred. An Xin pulled him out of the water and looked around. Her expression changed slightly. Where was this?
An Xin's gaze fell on a mountain peak not far away, and she gasped. That mountain was actually Duanfeng Mountain. An Xin dragged Jing Lan and climbed up the mountain with all her might. The sky had already darkened completely, and a storm was brewing.
An Xin glanced at Jing Lan, feeling anxious, but she couldn't bring herself to actually leave him behind.
When a raindrop the size of a bean pelted down, An Xin's expression changed drastically. She hurriedly helped Jing Lan up and rushed to a cave. The cave was dark, and An Xin placed Jing Lan on a relatively flat rock. She turned and ran out, gathered some firewood, and picked up two flints. An Xin looked up at the sky; the dark clouds looked as if they had been splashed with ink. What kind of storm was coming?!
Mother, Anjin, Luzhu, have Father and the others left the city? And what about Yan Zhen...?