Time Travel: Pampered by the Aloof Prince-Chapter 43 - Don’t be afraid, I’m here to save you

She looked at Shiqi and asked in a measured tone, “I’m asking you, where is the Prince now?”

Shiqi clenched his fists, his tone filled with guilt, “When I left, the Prince was leading those people deeper into the mountains; I do not know the exact location.”

The atmosphere inside the tent was somber.

Qi Yu said expressionlessly, “I see, you may go out now.”

“Princess?” Chunlan looked at her worriedly.

“Get out!” Qi Yu snapped.

The three did not dare to disobey and hurriedly waited outside the tent.

After sending the people away, Qi Yu changed into lighter clothing.

Her movements were hurried yet steady, flawless.

Qi Yu reminded herself, the more chaotic it gets, the more she needed to stabilize her mind.

After changing her clothes, she let Chunlan in to put on her own clothes and said, “If someone comes, tell them I am sick.”

Chunlan, realizing the gravity of the situation, nodded, “Yes, Princess, rest assured, I know what to do.”

Qi Yu, along with Shiqi and Shen Nanxing, quietly entered the deep mountains, avoiding crowded places.

As soon as they entered, Qi Yu could distinctly smell blood.

She slightly frowned; it was the scent of wild beast blood mixed with human blood.

In her previous life, she often smelled this scent in these seemingly uninhabited deep mountains.

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Shiqi had marked the trail on the way back, and they quickly reached the spot where Li Mingjue and the people from Heifeng Hall had fought.

“Princess, here!” Shiqi lowered his head and after some looking, indeed saw a luminous pollen in the bush beside.

Qi Yu surveyed the surroundings.

This place was nearing the end of the deep mountains, with a steep cliff not far ahead.

Yet, there was no sound of weapons clashing, nor even a whisper of human voices, like a dead pool needing a stone cast into it to raise any ripples.

Qi Yu’s clear eyes emitted a cold light, sharply surveying the surroundings.

Suddenly, she yelled, “Come out now!”

Shiqi and Shen Nanxing were startled by her shout, but their nerves tensed up even more as they closely guarded her.

After a long moment, someone leaped down from an ancient tree.

Li Ming’an eyed Qi Yu dressed in a night outfit; although she was in black, the tight fabric accentuated her graceful figure.

A mix of greed and amazement flickered in his eyes.

“Younger sister-in-law indeed has good eyesight!” Li Ming’an said with a light laugh.

He turned the Jade Ring in his hand, and instantly, a group of men in black flashed out from behind him, their swords pointed at Qi Yu and the others.

“However, coming here to die is not a wise decision.”

Qi Yu drew her soft sword and pointed it at him, “Where is the Prince now?”

Li Ming’an glanced at her nonchalantly, his tone proud, “He, he might have already fallen off the cliff and died.”

“You!”

Shiqi’s pupils shrank sharply, and he tried to move forward with his sword, but Qi Yu stopped him.

She looked at Li Ming’an calmly and spoke unhurriedly, “If the person is already gone, would you still be ambushing here?”

Li Ming’an’s expression faltered, and he frowned impatiently, “Hmph, even if I didn’t find his body, so what?

I watched Li Mingjue jump off the cliff with my own eyes.”

He took a few steps forward, came up to Qi Yu, and looked at her with a frivolous gaze, “This Huxi Cliff isn’t a place where just anyone can climb back up after going down.”

Qi Yu felt a chill from his gaze, and suppressing her anger, she retorted, “As long as he still breathes, I can surely save him as a Princess.”

“As for you,” Qi Yu suddenly sneered, “being so close to me, you must have forgotten the feeling of itching all over your body, haven’t you?”

“It’s you!” Li Ming’an shuddered, his gaze revealing a trace of astonishment.

In the blink of an eye, he suddenly realized something, “You’re not a fool!”

Qi Yu smiled coldly, “I am your Hell!”

Having said that, before the others could react, she quickly made Li Ming’an unconscious using a silver needle, his eyes rolling back as he collapsed.

As he fell, the group of men in black immediately erupted into chaos.

Shiqi and Shen Nanxing stepped in front of Qi Yu, their swords glistening coldly, fiercely protecting her.

Qi Yu lowered her voice, “You block them here; I’ll go find the Prince first!”

At this moment, Li Mingjue’s situation was extremely dire; she couldn’t afford to waste another second.

Shiqi and Shen Nanxing were reluctant to let her go alone to find Li Mingjue, but facing wave after wave of assassins, both felt overwhelmed.

The martial arts skills of Heifeng Hall’s people were mediocre, but there were many of them; they could only fully engage in combat, having to hold off this group.

Qi Yu moved to the edge of the cliff and looked down.

This place was just as Li Ming’an had described, extremely steep and perilous.

The likelihood of escaping alive from this jump was slim to none.

But she believed Li Mingjue was not the type to act recklessly without planning.

Since he chose to jump off the cliff to evade Li Ming’an’s men, he must have thought of a way to preserve his own life.

Qi Yu took out a chain from her space, fixing one end with a hook tightly to an ancient tree, and climbed down the cliff side using a rope attached to the other as she stepped on the jagged rocks.

Though she wasn’t afraid of heights, the unfathomably deep cliff was indeed frightening.

Qi Yu clenched her teeth tightly, her forehead sweating without a moment to wipe it.

It was already afternoon; if she couldn’t find Li Mingjue before nightfall, both of them might end up losing their lives here.

Qi Yu closely scanned her surroundings, not daring to miss any clue.

Halfway down, she sharply noticed a sharp sword wedged between the boulders.

Her eyes gleamed, and she slowly moved toward the direction of the sword, guiding herself by the steel chain.

Behind the boulder, there was a secluded cave; Qi Yu’s heart raced as she stood at the entrance, securing the rope before slowly walking inside.

In the darkness, a pungent smell of blood pervaded her nostrils.

Qi Yu hurried forward and finally found the person lying on the ground, barely alive.

Her eyes slightly reddened, she carefully lifted Li Mingjue’s injured body and whispered to the person still clinging to a thread of consciousness, “Don’t be afraid, I’ve come to save you.”