Reborn to choose a husband, I will lead the deposed prince to seize my ex-husband’s kingdom

Another dozen assassins descended from the sky and quickly confronted Xie Chongan and his secret guards.

In just a few rounds, he was evenly matched with the guards personally selected by Xie Chongan.

In an instant, the situation suddenly changed.

The sword blade held in the hand of an assassin, while Xie Chongan was attacking the assassin, directly hit the tendon of Xie Chongan's right hand.

Severe pain hit him, and the sword in Xie Chongan's hand fell to the ground.

With gloomy eyebrows, he clasped the bloody arm with one hand and kicked the assassin several times in a row, seriously injuring the assassin who stabbed him.

Liu Fei, who was sitting in the carriage, saw the blood constantly pouring out of Xie Chongan's wrists. She climbed out of the carriage tremblingly and got under the wheel closest to Xie Chongan.

The sword light scattered, and when Xie Chongan was restrained by the assassins nearby, the man who fainted and pretended to die quietly pulled out the dagger hidden in his boot.

"My lord, be careful."

Accompanying this desperate call was a vigorous blow from the assassin lying on the ground, and the familiar yet unfamiliar warmth on Xie Chongan's back.

Liu Fei, assassin, blood.

The final combination of these three elements made Xie Chongan's eyebrows beat one after another, as if something wanted to break through the barrier in his muscles and jump to Xie Chongan to demand freedom.

A palm slapped at the assassin holding the dagger, but because of his dodge, it only landed on his shoulder blade.

Xie Chongan endured the pain of his hand tendon being severed and turned around to catch Liu Fei.

His movements were as steady as ever.

I can't see that my right hand will no longer have an opportunity to practice.

The surrounding area fell into inexplicable silence, and all the sounds of fighting could not reach Xie Chongan's ears. Even Liu Fei's unbearable cries of pain, Xie Chongan could not hear.

All he could see was the dagger thrust straight into Liu Fei's chest, and the bright red that soaked his clothes.

An image flashed through his mind inexplicably. The palace wall was covered with sword blades, and the ground was soaked in bright red.

But that person was not Liu Fei.

Who is that? Who is looking at him with such extreme resentment?

The secret guards rushing to the rescue came from the front. Half of the assassins around him were dead and half escaped.

Only corpses were left in the depths of the dark alley, as well as the absent-minded Xie Chongan and the dying Liu Fei who were surrounded by secret guards.

Seeing Xie Chongan's injury, Xiaobanzi quickly arranged for secret guards to pick up the doctor, then turned around and climbed onto the carriage to take out the medicine box.

He didn't dare to pull out Xie Chong'an's hand that was pinned down by Liu Fei. He only dared to kneel down and ask for instructions: "Your Majesty, I will bandage your wound."

Hearing this, he suddenly came back to his senses. His eyes were not as sinister as before, but Xie Chongan slowly came back to his senses calmly.

Without taking his hand away immediately, Xie Chongan carefully stood up from the ground with Liu Fei in his arms, carried the unconscious man into the carriage, and let the secret guard walk towards the city's Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic.

Silently, he pulled out the hand that couldn't stop the blood from spewing out. The red in his mind and the red in front of his eyes merged together, and all turned into Liu Fei's blood.

Looking down at the blood on his hands, Xie Chongan's face was filled with confusion.

Liu Fei was afraid of death.

Liu Fei really wanted to live.

Liu Fei even risked her life to save him.

His eyes finally fell on Liu Fei's sweaty cheeks, and Xie Chongan's voice was trembling.

"Liu Fei, don't be afraid, I will let you live."

The doctor was carried all the way by the secret guard and placed firmly on the ground.

The carriage stopped, the door of the carriage was pushed open with a small board, and the candles in the carriage were lit. The doctor knelt on the ground and looked at Liu Fei's injuries.

Xie Chongan didn't say anything, but the doctor was already frightened and panicked.

He felt Liu Fei's pulse with one hand and looked at the blood flowing out of the wound by the candlelight. The doctor's heart was lifted to his throat.

With such a deep wound, the doctor did not dare to draw his sword.

Faced with Xie Chongan's gloomy silence, the doctor did not dare to say that he himself could not save the dying woman in front of him.

"Can it be saved?"

Without waiting for the answer, Xie Chongan looked sideways at the small board, and the doctor was kicked off the carriage.

"I can't save you but you dare to delay her time, so you deserve to die."

After making this conclusion, there was already a corpse on the streets of the capital city in the dark night.

And this night, there were far more corpses in the capital than this one.

Those most famous doctors in the past, who took Liu Fei's pulse on this night, risked their lives on this night.

The breath of the person in his arms was so weak that it was difficult to touch. Xie Chongan closed his eyes and asked, "Where is Xu Mingyue?"

Xiao Banzi's waist was bent heavily: "The princess has not done anything these days. She is embroidering the wedding dress in the Duke's Mansion every day."

For the first time in his life, Xie Chongan was glad that he and Xu Mingyue had never been on the same page.

For the first time in his life, Xie Chongan was grateful that he and Xie Qingyao had become allies.

For the first time in his life, Xie Chongan's little medicine king was Xu Mingyue, and the corners of his mouth were filled with smiles.

Xu Mingyue is a real doctor, and Liu Fei has nothing to do with power struggles.

Xu Mingyue will save Liu Fei.

Holding Liu Fei in her arms and standing under the gate of the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion, Xu Mingyue, who heard the commotion and looked out of the building, had a clear understanding of Liu Fei's current injuries.

How could he know Liu Feizhi's injury so quickly before leaving the house?

It's not like the ancestor next door came back from an outing and saw Xie Chongan being stabbed, so he asked the secret guard to intervene.

That man was very vengeful. He always remembered that Xie Chongan's hand once touched her painting. Now even if he couldn't kill him, he still had to teach him a lesson.

As for the injury Liu Fei suffered today, it was also done by Xie Yao who arranged for his subordinates to do it.

The man even showed a bit of joy waiting to be praised for being able to stab the person in his hand so well with the sword.

Shaking her head and smiling, Xu Mingyue suddenly had a new idea.

If Xie Qingyao knew what Xie Chongan did to her in the previous life, he would definitely not care about the overall situation now. The tragedy of Xie Chongan's desperate struggle to live but not die would definitely start tonight.

Liu Fei was carried into the guest room on a stretcher. The lights illuminated the room brightly, and all the men except Xie Chongan were cleared out.

Tiantian couldn't help but pass the various blades to Xu Mingyue's hand. Liu Fei held the handkerchief and couldn't help wiping the sweat that covered Xu Mingyue's eyes.

Xu Mingyue's movements were fast and steady, and he took out the dagger that was only half an inch away from his heart in front of Xie Chongan.

"Ding Dong."

It was the sound of the dagger falling into the copper basin, and it was also the sound of blood spurting out of the chest without the dagger blocking it.

The bed curtain, floor, bed, and Xie Chongan's face were all stained by the splash of warm blood.