Space Farming: Traveling through Ancient Times to Do Business

"Oh no, there's a hidden arrow!" Guard Zhang shouted alertly, and immediately surrounded Xuan Yuchen with the secret guards to form a protective circle. They quickly retreated under the eaves, looking for a chance to escape.

However, it seemed that it was not easy to escape. The entire Qing Pavilion was surrounded by enemies. They had just retreated to the backyard and before they set foot on the back mountain, they were stopped by a group of masked men in black. These men in black were dressed in black, holding long knives, and their eyes revealed cruelty and indifference.

"Want to leave?" The leading man in black smiled coldly, then rushed forward with a knife in hand.

Guard Zhang and the secret guards fought desperately, knowing that they could only have a chance of survival if they could protect Xuan Yuchen's safe evacuation. However, the enemy was numerous and well-trained, and they soon fell into a bitter battle.

Xuan Yuchen held the sword tightly, his eyes determined. He knew that as the crown prince, he could not give up at this time.

"Prince, hurry up," Guard Zhang shouted.

"Chase them!" With the order from the leader of the men in black, another wave of men in black came like a tide, chasing closely behind Xuan Yuchen. Guard Zhang fought hard, but two fists could not defeat four hands, and he soon fell into a bitter battle.

Seeing the critical situation, Xuan Yuchen finally stopped hesitating and charged into the crowd with his sword. In the darkness, the flashes of swords and shadows intertwined, and the palm wind fluctuated, making the originally quiet night even more restless. There was no guard left in Qingge, only his secret guard and Zhang the guard were struggling desperately.

"Prince, hurry up!" Seeing that most of the men in black had fallen, Guard Zhang knew that he had to take this opportunity to retreat. They had to enter the back mountain and look for a ray of hope before the next wave of people arrived.

However, the men in black did not seem to let them go. Seeing that the situation was not good, the few remaining men in black used up their last bit of strength and surrounded Xuan Yuchen. Each of their moves was faster, more accurate, and more ruthless than the previous one. Although Xuan Yuchen was able to catch their moves, he gradually felt powerless due to the large number of enemies.

After a fierce battle, Xuan Yuchen was stabbed several times and blood flowed all over his body. But he gritted his teeth and insisted on fighting with the man in black with his tenacious will.

After the last man in black died under his sword, Xuan Yuchen wiped the blood splattered on his face. Although he was seriously injured, the pride and determination in his bones would not allow him to fall.

When the footsteps sounded again in the quiet night sky, Xuan Yuchen and his companions had fallen into extreme fatigue and despair. The continuous fighting made them physically and mentally exhausted, and the pain of the wounds was unbearable for them.

"Chen'er!" Murong Rong's voice rang out in the night, full of worry and anxiety. He hurried over, anxiously searching for Xuan Yuchen's figure.

After hearing his uncle's voice, Xuan Yuchen's defenses finally collapsed. He could no longer support his exhausted body, and his eyes went dark before he lost consciousness. At the moment he fell, Murong Rong arrived in time and caught him steadily.

Murong Rong looked at Xuan Yuchen's body covered with scars and tired face, his heart filled with pity and anger.

He simply couldn't believe that such a terrible thing had happened just a few hours after he left Murong Villa.

Murong Rong was extremely anxious, and hurriedly carried Xuan Yuchen into the room. When he saw Xuan Yuchen's pale face, his heart ached even more.

"Quick! Go and get the doctor who is best at treating external injuries!" Murong Rong immediately gave the order, his voice full of anxiety. A guard replied, "Yes, sir!" Then he turned around and ran out to find the doctor as quickly as possible.

Then, Murong Rong turned his gaze to another guard and ordered seriously: "You, go and gather all the remaining guards and secret guards immediately to strengthen the guard work of the mansion. Don't let any strangers have the opportunity to get close to here!"

"Yes, sir!" The guard responded quickly, then turned around and left, beginning to carry out Murong Rong's orders.

Murong Rong was in an extremely heavy mood at the moment. He knew that he must take all necessary measures to ensure Xuan Yuchen's personal safety.

Murong Rong hurried back to Xuan Yuchen's side, carefully lifted him up, and let his weak head lean on his broad and solid shoulders, while calling softly: "Chen'er, Chen'er, wake up quickly, uncle is here, the doctor will be here soon."

Xuan Yuchen slowly opened his eyes slightly at Murong Rong's concerned and anxious call. When he saw that the person in front of him was his beloved and close uncle, a fleeting trace of relief flashed in his eyes, but then he fainted again because his body was too weak.

"Where's the doctor? What are you still standing there for? Go and get the doctor for me!" Murong Rong was extremely anxious, running around like an ant on a hot pan, and yelling at the people around him.

His voice trembled, filled with anxiety and worry that could not be concealed, and beads of sweat as big as beans kept appearing on his forehead.

Then, the doctor came in a hurry, and basin after basin of blood was brought out from the room. Seeing this scene, Murong De's psychological defense almost collapsed. He was filled with guilt and self-blame, and he had no idea how to face it all.

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"Hiss..." Suddenly, Jiang Xue, who was looking at the blueprints in the space, felt as if her heart was stabbed hard by something, and she felt a sharp pain.

She covered her chest involuntarily and her face turned pale.

The farmer next to him noticed that Jiang Xue was abnormal, and hurried over worriedly: "Sister Xue, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Xue frowned and shook her head painfully: "I don't know either. I suddenly felt heartbroken." She looked down at the drawing in her hand, and an inexplicable doubt surged in her heart.

Xiao Nong looked at Jiang Xue nervously and asked with concern: "Do you want to see a doctor? Are you too tired? Why don't you take a rest first?"

Jiang Xue took a deep breath, trying to calm the discomfort caused by the pain. She gently waved her hand to indicate that she was fine: "It may just be a temporary discomfort, don't worry too much. I still have work to finish."

However, there was a hint of uneasiness in her eyes. What did this sudden heartache mean? Was it some kind of ominous premonition? Jiang Xue thought silently, and her doubts deepened.

"I have a bad feeling. Did something happen to Achen?" Jiang Xue suddenly stood up, her face full of worry and anxiety.

Jiang Xue's face became paler and paler. She clutched her chest tightly, trying to resist the pain. "No, I have to go find him." Jiang Xue made up her mind. She couldn't just sit there and wait for death.

Xiao Nong hurriedly supported Jiang Xue and said worriedly: "Sister Xue, but do you know where he is?"

Jiang Xue was startled, a trace of confusion and panic flashed in her eyes. She shook her head and said in a trembling voice: "I... I don't know."

Xiao Nong looked at Jiang Xue's distraught look and became even more worried. He thought for a moment, then slowly said, "Sister Xue."

Jiang Xue shook her head and left the space.

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