Will the Fourth Highness really take such a risk for this woman?"

The unconscious Ye Yilan was tied to a tree stump, and an ambush had been laid around him.

"Do things for others, use the money to kill yourself." He picked up the sword on the ground, raised her chin, and swung it mercilessly: "As for her, I can't hurt her."

Ye Yilan's eyebrows tightened, and she opened her eyes slightly, consciously or unconsciously. Her whole body was tied up, and her sore body could not move at all.

She heard all the conversation between the two people just now.

When Murong Haochen really came, there were countless ambushes around him.

Time passed little by little, and the scorching sun penetrated the gaps in the leaves and burned Ye Yilan's body.

"Ye Yilan——"

When he fell into coma again, he vaguely heard someone calling his name again.

The figures overlapped, and it was finally clear that it was Murong Haochen.

She wanted to tell him that there was an ambush here and let him leave. But her mouth was blocked by them and she shook her head with her remaining strength.

He never thought about this tiny detail, and kept staring at her being tied up, unable to move her whole body.

The cold and proud figure passed through the fallen leaves.

The people hiding around him have been waiting for his approach.

Every step he took made her nervous.

He walked behind her, took off the cloth from her mouth, and whispered to comfort her: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

A weak breath came slowly: "Your Highness knows better than I do that there is an ambush here."

Hearing this, he smiled knowingly.

Just as he was about to untie Ye Yilan, a fallen leaf fell on his hand.

He was alert, and when he looked up, he saw a man in black drooling down from the tree with a knife in his hand, and quickly dodged away.

He wanted to take the opportunity to untie Ye Yilan, but once he was untied, their target would always be her, so he did not do so.

"Shua——"

The men in black under the leaves appeared in unison.

At this moment, Murong Haochen was fighting against a large number of people. He didn't have any accessories on him. He didn't know what his chances of winning were.

All of these people are experts, and it seems that some of them are impatient.

He knew it was a scam, but he had to come for Ye Yilan's safety. Even if he really left and never returned, he would have no regrets in his life.

Seeing Murong Haochen surrounded, he felt very nervous as he watched each knife pass through him.

Before leaving, he deliberately loosened the rope.

Ye Yilan rubbed her hand back and forth, leaving red marks on the handle.

The friction between the swords was exceptionally clear.

A sharp cut was made deeply on his back. Although it failed to hurt any vital parts, his physical strength gradually weakened due to the outnumbered enemy. He squatted on the ground, with the sword in his hand supporting him.

On the arm, it flows through the hilt of the sword.

When he raised his eyebrows, he saw that Ye Yilan had escaped, and a strength suddenly sprouted in his heart.

He gritted his teeth and roared loudly. He stabbed the person in front of him with his sword, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes.

Ye Yilan saw him escaping from the siege and stepped forward to support him. Fortunately, he was able to hold on, otherwise she would not be able to help him because he was too weak.

His left arm was stained with blood, and a streak of white was stained by the blood. A dazzling red color was printed in her eyes. She felt guilty: "I'm sorry for causing you to be hurt."

"Catch them quickly, don't let them escape."

Those who dispersed from them followed closely.

"Go quickly——"

At this moment, he still had some strength. He was holding Ye Yilan tightly and shuttled through the forest.

The man in black behind him was fighting with another group of people.

And those people were none other than Murong Haochen's men. They followed him all the way and hid outside the jungle in order to deceive others.

Murong Haochen's wound has not been bandaged, and the blood has already dripped. They will find it along the way. He gasped: "Your wound is bleeding, and they will find us soon."

He endured the pain and forced a smile: "It's okay."

He had no desire to stop and kept running forward endlessly.

The men in black who were chasing after them saw that there was no way ahead and laughed loudly: "Run, you are quite capable. Let me see how you run."

The sword in Murong Haochen's hand had long been discarded and he was unable to compete with them.

They pressed forward step by step and were already cornered.

They moved a bit and looked down. They had no choice but to jump from here.

He hugged Ye Yilan's waist tightly and looked at each other: "Do you trust me?"

She hummed softly, and saw the smile on the corner of Murong Haochen's lips, which was very reassuring.

A delicate voice hovered in my ears: "You must be ready, hold me tight."

The two people standing behind looked at the two people in front of them hugging each other, seeming to be whispering something, and approaching them little by little.

Murong Haochen turned his head sideways and jumped without any worries.

Ye Yilan closed her eyes tightly, not daring to look down.

My whole body felt like I was suffocating and couldn't breathe.

Seeing the two of them jumping off the cliff, I was about to reach out to catch them, but I almost missed and fell with them.

He came closer and took a look down: "How do you deal with this?"

"The Fourth Highness himself was stabbed twice and lost too much blood. Now he jumped into the cliff and disappeared."

It doesn't matter whether there is a body or not. What matters is that the person disappeared forever and did not disrupt their plans.

A touch of bright red blood smeared the lake surface.

People underwater struggled wildly and couldn't breathe.

Ye Yilan didn't understand the nature of water. As soon as they entered the water, the two were separated by the impact of the water.

He swam to her desperately and held her firmly in his arms.

At that moment, her lips were covered in a hot kiss, without any intersection, very gentle.

Murong Haochen hugged her tightly and kissed her.

Restless, she beat her chest wantonly in the water.

When the wound touched the water, he had always endured it. Ye Yilan's blow made him frown and try his best to get out of the water.

The cold sweat on his forehead has long merged with the water.

"Pa—" As soon as she came out of the water, she was so angry that she made a crisp sound and hit him in the face.

Murong Haochen didn't show any reaction and smiled contemptuously. He grabbed her and said, "I want to run away after the fight. I'm getting bolder and bolder."

He threw her hand away mercilessly and walked to the shore alone.

"ah--"

The force carried her into the water and kept beating the water.

Hearing the sound of water splashing behind him, he immediately pulled her up and hugged her.

She tried desperately to struggle, but Murong Haochen locked her in his arms domineeringly: "Don't move, otherwise you will fall into the water again, and I won't save you."

He endured the pain and forced her to walk to the shore.

Lying on the ground, he saw Ye Yilan so far away from him. He snickered at the corner of his mouth and said jokingly: "What? I just kissed you, why do you hide so far away from me?"

She pursed her lips and slapped him just now to relieve her anger: "Do you know everything about today?"

"Go and gather some firewood to make a fire."

When I was about to ask, I saw him closing his eyes and ignoring me.

The bright red patch on the cuff was soaked in water just now, and I don’t know what happened to the wound.

Murong Haochen sat up with difficulty. She was still standing there, knowing clearly what she was worried about.

He said with relief: "They won't come looking for me, just pick some nearby."

Seeing her walking away slightly, Murong Haochen took off his clothes.

Ye Yilan picked up a branch, turned around and looked at him sitting by the lake, taking off his clothes and wiping his wounds.

Never would I have imagined that he would always appear every time in a crisis.

Ye Yilan believed in him, just like what he said on the edge of the cliff, "You can trust me.";
To be continued...