Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 548 - 547: Unexpectedly, We Encountered Their Army

Chapter 548: Chapter 547: Unexpectedly, We Encountered Their Army

She didn’t know when her master had carried her back to the carriage. By the time Xiaoyao regained consciousness, a stabbing pain was spreading through her arm, so intense that she immediately bared her teeth and cried out, "It hurts so much!"

"You still know what pain is!"

Ye Qingying was not in the best of moods, busily applying medicine to her arm.

Luckily, it was only a small flesh wound.

But still, this injury was going to cause her pain for several days!

That mischievous girl! She had truly scared him to death just now!

"Weren’t you acting as if your life didn’t matter just now? Are you still afraid of a little pain?" Ye Qingying was still very angry!

He had already tried his best to rush over earlier, but he was still a step too late.

The slash of Dahuzi’s knife had skimmed over her arm; that blow was initially meant to be lethal!

If Dahuzi hadn’t been forced to retract his knife to protect himself, that slash might have cut her in two!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.

Accidentally, his hand moved too heavily.

"Ow! It hurts so much!" Xiaoyao immediately felt so much pain that her tears were about to fall.

Ye Qingying then realized what he had done, his expression changed, and he immediately lightened his touch: "Sorry..."

How could he bear to hurt her? It was truly an accident!

But even with that thought, he was still very angry.

"You know pain, but don’t know how to protect yourself?" He was so furious he almost wanted to cause more pain on her wound!

But the moment he saw the tears welling in her eyes, his heart softened instantly.

His touch, it was the gentlest he had ever been in his life.

"Does it still hurt?" Even the bandaging was done with utmost care, for fear of causing her more pain.

Fortunately, the carriage was well-stocked; otherwise, if the mischievous girl had been injured, he wouldn’t know how to deal with it!

"Of course it hurts." Xiaoyao pouted, in pain but seeing her master’s careful and tender manner made her feel a sweetness in her heart.

However, the thoughts she had earlier would not leave her mind.

She looked at Ye Qingying, innocence written all over her face.

"Master, it was your sword that wanted to kill, and I really didn’t want to kill anyone; it has nothing to do with me!"

Having killed someone, she still felt uncomfortable inside.

Ye Qingying paused for a moment, turned his head, and looked at the long sword discarded to one side.

This sword had been with him for over a decade and had killed countless people.

With so many killings, the sword’s murderous aura had become part of its nature.

"Master, in the future..." Xiaoyao thought for a moment, but despite the pain, she finished her sentence:

"In the future, let’s not kill so easily, okay?"

The more people killed, the more pronounced the malevolent aura on the blade became.

What she feared was that this malevolent aura would turn into a deadly energy on him.

A person heavily shrouded with deadly energy does not live long.

And she wanted to see her master live to a ripe old age.

Ye Qingying’s gaze shifted away from the sword.

After a considerable pause, he finally said, "Alright, your master will try... not to kill unless necessary."

But if someone tried to harm her, his sword would surely show no mercy!

"Mm," Xiaoyao nodded her head.

Looking at her master again, the eyes beneath the mask were gentle as water.

Her master’s propensity for killing was indeed heavy, and he was surrounded by a violent aura, but lately, that aura had diminished significantly.

She believed that one day, the malevolent aura enveloping her master would completely disappear.

"I’m fine now, Master, let’s hurry to the town, or we won’t have a place to stay."

...Over an hour later, they arrived at a small town.

They were now one step closer to the Imperial City.

However, this town seemed a bit unusual today.

The common folk were all lined up along both sides of the street, as if waiting for someone of high status.

"Prince Xuan is passing through; everyone make way!" someone shouted loudly.

Indeed, the people willingly stepped back, not out of compulsion, but seemingly happy and eager to do so.

Before long, a procession of men and horses appeared from afar, drawing steadily nearer.

Looking over, a sea of armored figures loomed, their presence commanding respect!

The one in the lead had not only an air of distinguished nobility but also an imposing aura of dominance!

Ye Qingying had never expected to encounter Prince Xuan returning to the Imperial City ahead of schedule and that their paths would cross with his troops!