Shen Yanchuan shook his head.
Princess Qingyang realized what he meant and grew worried. "Just how many assassins are there?"
Even a fool could see these people had come prepared. They had a detailed plan from the very beginning and had split up to carry it out.
They might have dealt with six of them, but the Third Prince...
WHOOSH—!
A few birds suddenly burst from the nearby woods with a great rustle.
Along with the sound, several familiar figures came running quickly toward them.
Seeing the man in the lead, Princess Qingyang's eyes lit up. "It's the Third Prince!"
The man was dressed in bright blue brocade. He had a slender figure and handsome features—who else could it be but Xiao Chengqi?
