Chapter 12 — On the day of Your Majesty's wedding, I personally offered the condolence

Right before he could strike, I mustered all my strength, stabbed the tip of the sword straight into his back, then in a split second, I grabbed the reins and held him tight.

"Uyen Nhi! Come here quickly!"

“Your Majesty, first take A Nguyen to the other side!”

I looked at Bui Canh Tram with determined eyes.

“Your highness…”

“If you say one more word, you're wasting your time.”

Seeing that A Nguyen was still hesitant, I coldly stopped her. It's true that we are unlucky. Just as I was about to leave the car, I saw Thuc Phi gently wave her hand. Immediately afterwards, the horses went crazy again, the distance between the two carriages was completely widened. It turns out she also has skills.

“Yuen Nhi!”

Bui Canh Tram's screams were gradually left behind. The carriage sped away like flying, pulling me straight into the deserted forest. Both sides were full of jagged rocks, and behind them was a large group of black-clad men chasing after them. If I jumped out of the car at this time, with my current skills, I would most likely hit a rock. If I didn't die, I would be seriously injured, and I would easily be caught by an assassin. If you don't jump, this horse will sooner or later plunge into the abyss. To jump or not to jump, it seems to be a dead end. I smiled bitterly, preparing to accept death, when suddenly I heard someone calling me.

“Yuen Nhi!”

It's Mo Khuynh Han. Why does he call me that...

“Don't worry, give me your hand, I will definitely catch you!”

Sure enough, as soon as I reached out my hand, I was immediately pulled into a strong hug. The sound of arrows flying through the wind continued to ring in my ears, but I was not injured in the slightest. The sound of the blade piercing flesh echoed continuously. More than half of the men in black died. Mo Khuynh Han was hit by many knife blows, an arrow was stuck in his arm, and his mind gradually became blurred.

"Your Majesty, I once passed through this area. This place is full of steep cliffs, but the grass and vines are dense, and there are many caves.

My divine power was exhausted, I had no choice but to risk my life and use a dangerous plan to follow the vines and escape into the cave. People…”

"General Mo doesn't need to say anymore. I believe you."

He changed his address again - probably afraid of revealing my identity. Mo Khuynh Han has always done things decisively, I don't need to doubt. The wind whistled fiercely in his ears, he accelerated, rushing straight towards the cliff. Strangely enough, at this moment I only had a feeling of excitement, without a trace of fear. With one hand, Mo Khuynh Han grabbed the vines, the other hand hugged my waist tightly, the two of us slid along the cliff, finally found a cave, swung ourselves straight inside. He fell to the ground, blood dripping from his arm, quickly gathering into a dark red puddle. He gritted his teeth and pulled the arrow from his arm, then had no strength left to move. I quickly tore the clean cloth from his dress and bandaged his wound. Mo Khuynh Han suffered many deep wounds, was infected, had a high fever that did not go away, fell into a coma, and did not respond no matter what. I was so urgent that I burst into tears. Looking down from the cave entrance, the abyss is so deep that you can't see the bottom. There is no water above. His forehead was hot, his breathing was sometimes heavy and sometimes light. I took off the armor and outer clothing on Mo Khuynh Han's body, bent down and used my mouth to clean every wound, sucking out all the dirt and blood clinging to it. The wounds covered my whole body, it took a lot of strength to treat them. But Mo Khuynh Han still has a high fever that won't stop, and if this continues, it will definitely happen matter. I gritted my teeth, walked to the cave entrance, half took off my clothes, my back leaned against the cliff. Even though it was late autumn, the night wind was still cold, two cold streams overlapping each other, making my whole body shiver. After that, I approached him and hugged him tightly, not letting go.

“I tell you, Mo Khuynh Han.

You must resist. Otherwise, wait until I get out and I will cut your body into eight pieces.”

“Cold…so cold…”

Blowing the cold wind for too long makes my body cold to the bone, and even someone with a fever can't stand it. We tried over and over again until finally we were able to adjust the appropriate temperature. One night of restless struggle, I fell asleep dreamily. When I felt an unusual movement, I was startled awake, then made eye contact with Mo Khuynh Han. At that moment, my face felt hot and I quickly sat up with my hands.

“Are you awake?

Is there anything uncomfortable? Um… the fever is gone.” As I spoke, I placed my hand on his forehead and carefully checked his temperature.

“Your Majesty… your clothes…”

Mo Khuynh Han turned away, his voice lowered.