Forced to die for his loyalty, he was reborn in the arms of the cold and cruel regent!

After reciting the sutra, the sun was setting in the west, and a carriage sent by the mansion came to pick her up. The driver took her luggage and put it on the carriage. He wanted to take the box from her hand, but Shen Mengyao pushed his hand away and held it in her arms.

"This is the Buddhist scripture I wrote for the Queen Mother. I placed it before the Buddha for fifteen days. I keep it personally."

The driver said nothing more. After she got on the carriage, he pulled the reins and rode away.

At this moment, the carriage was galloping across the plains. The setting sun in the west shone on the roof of the carriage, illuminating the interior of the carriage with a golden glow. In the distance, there was an endless stream of beautiful mountain scenery. At this moment, she had no intention of appreciating it. She only hoped to return to the palace to visit the Queen Mother as soon as possible.

The sunset is always short. When the afterglow of the sun disappears on the top of the mountain, it becomes completely dark all around. There is only the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the grass. However, the surrounding woods have an eerie sense of tranquility, unlike when I first arrived, when the surrounding mountains were particularly lively with the chirping of insects and birds.

Shen Mengyao instinctively smelled a dangerous atmosphere, lifted the curtain of the carriage, and said to the driver, "Go faster."

The driver nodded silently and cracked the whip. The carriage obviously sped up. Shen Mengyao leaned against the wall of the carriage. Before she could breathe a sigh of relief, the carriage suddenly shook violently as if it had hit a rock.

She almost fell unconscious in the carriage and it took her a while to steady herself. She felt that the atmosphere outside was a little strange. She did not rush out, but asked the coachman carefully.

"what is going on?"

It was eerily quiet outside, with only the mountain wind blowing, making a whistling sound, which was a bit like the mournful crying of a female ghost.

The carriage stopped in the wilderness, unable to move forward or backward. Shen Mengyao took a deep breath, carefully lifted the curtain, and was about to get off to check the situation when countless men in black suddenly flew out from the dense forest and rushed towards her.

Oh no! The driver is missing too. I'm afraid he's in trouble.

After a moment of panic, Shen Mengyao quickly calmed down, pulled out the hairpin on her head, and thrust it hard into the horse's butt.

The horse was frightened and started running wildly in the wilderness. The men in black chased after it, drawing arrows and shooting at her.

Fortunately, the walls of the carriage were thick, so he lay on it and managed to escape.

When I turned around, I realized that the horse was not controlled by the reins and had no idea which direction it was heading. It was rushing straight towards a large earth slope in front of it. If it fell off the sloping earth slope, there would be no trace of flesh on its body.

She wanted to jump out, but she couldn't make up her mind.

At this critical moment, a green figure came walking on the wind, stood steadily on the car board, and stretched out his hand to her.

"Give me your hand."

His face was covered with a mask, but his voice was extremely familiar.

It’s Qi Suian, it’s him!

Shen Mengyao felt a lot more at ease and was about to reach out her hand when the carriage suddenly shook violently and she fell against the wall, getting dizzy.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze, and her heartbeat also stopped for a beat. But soon, she adjusted her emotions, knowing that this was not the time to panic.

She endured the pain in her body and carefully lifted the car curtain again. Qi Suian was still standing on the car board as steady as a rock, but the men in black had disappeared.

"Your Highness, why are you here?" Shen Mengyao asked in surprise, while trying to steady herself.

"No need to ask any more questions, just leave here first." Qi Sui'an said in a firm tone, and at the same time stretched out his hand, ready to pull her up.

Shen Mengyao gave her hand to him without hesitation. He held her hand tightly, and a warm force passed through her, making her feel extremely at ease.

Qi Sui'an used a stick to jam the wheel, forcing the car to stop. He casually grabbed the reins and controlled the mad horse!

The huge movement caused the entire car to shake violently. Shen Mengyao screamed and was thrown out of the car.

When she was about to fall to the ground, Qi Suian grabbed her hand in time and pulled her back to the car steadily.

"Be careful!" Qi Sui'an shouted, and then an arrow flew out from the darkness and hit the wall of the car.

Shen Mengyao's heart beat faster, and she held Qi Suian's hand tightly, not daring to relax at all.

"Why are they chasing me?" Shen Mengyao asked, with a tremor in her voice.

"I don't know, but I won't let them hurt you." Qi Sui'an said in a firm tone, and at the same time took out a dagger from his arms, ready to meet the enemy.

He pulled her onto the horse, and their figures danced gracefully in the dark night.

Then he controlled the reins and continued to gallop in the wilderness. There were more and more pursuers in the darkness, and arrows were raining down on him.

The horse galloped across the wilderness, like a sharp arrow piercing through the darkness. However, the pursuers seemed endless, coming in waves like a tide.

Just then, when the nearest pursuer was only a few meters away, he took out a grappling hook and swung it over.

Qi Sui'an wanted to resist with a dagger, but it was in vain. The attack from behind was getting more and more fierce, and because the distance was too close, he couldn't block it all. He could only protect Shen Mengyao's body tightly.

With a "whoosh", a hook pierced into his shoulder!

The air was filled with a faint smell of blood. Shen Mengyao turned around in panic: "Are you okay? I seemed to hear the sound of a sharp blade piercing my skin."

"You heard wrong!" Qi Sui'an's expression remained calm, as if nothing had happened.

The claws behind him were getting tighter and tighter, staring at his skin as if they were going to dig out a piece of flesh from his shoulder. He knew that this kind of claw had barbs, and if he pulled it out forcibly, it would probably pull out a large piece of flesh and his entire shoulder would be crippled.

A sharp whistle sounded from the men in black behind him, and then dozens of men in black flew into the air, pulling the chains tightly.

Qi Sui'an broke free from the reins and used the force to fly out.

Feeling the emptiness behind her, Shen Mengyao turned around in surprise, only to find a green figure flying back dozens of meters, landing heavily on the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

"Qi Sui'an!"

In a hurry, she didn't care about anything else. She shouted his name loudly, pulled the reins, and rode back.

"Go quickly." Qi Sui'an grabbed the chain and pulled it hard. The man holding the flying hook was pulled off the horse and fell heavily to the ground.

Qi Sui'an was as fast as a ghost. He arrived in front of the man in no time. He grasped the man's cervical vertebrae with one hand and with just a little force, the man died.

The hook cannot be removed, and we are lucky enough to have regained control of it.

He jumped on the horse, held Shen Mengyao tightly in his arms, and rested his chin on the top of her head.

"Why come back?"