My heart was at ease, it seemed like the imperial guards had arrived in time, the empress would definitely be saved, only that the dogs would not know … Thinking about dogs, my heart ached, my eyes reddened, I did not know if he had been discovered, he had lost an arm, if I did not rescue him in time, I would not be able to save his life.

Knowing that the situation had gone out of control, the gangster's tone of voice couldn't help but soften a bit. However, he still had some intelligence and after a pause, he said:

"If you want her to live, it won't be difficult. Both of you, throw your weapons into the ravine." As he spoke, I felt his other hand move behind me. I moved my hand down slightly to see what he was about to do, but what my finger touched was something cold and hard, a sharp dagger. It turned out that this thief was not stupid, apart from a large knife, he had also hidden a dagger.

After all, there was only one bandit, but they had two men. Furthermore, they both had some foundation in martial arts. If they wanted to fight physically, they would have a huge advantage.

Moreover, if the bandits suddenly attacked, the two of them wouldn't be able to guard against it at all. Although in terms of martial arts, one of the two might be stronger than the bandits, but in an emergency situation, anything could happen. I don't want them to hurt my life, especially Yang Liang, who is Big Sui's Duke.

Since the bandits were distracted by the dagger, I could feel that the hand that she used to pinch my neck had loosened a little. Without thinking, she fiercely bit down on it. Blood immediately flowed out from his arm.

It happened that he stepped on a rock behind him, causing the rock to loosen up. His body was unstable as he fell towards the cliff with a pitiful cry. The last thing he did before he fell was pull me, and my body was like a leaf falling from a tree, wobbling and falling towards the mountain stream.

At that moment, there wasn't the slightest bit of fear in my heart. It turned out that people weren't afraid of death, but rather the mental torture they had before dying. For example, now, I knew that I was going to die, but my heart had calmed down instead.

"Little Ling!" Yang Liang and A'he shouted in unison as their voices echoed through the valley. I twitched my mouth in an attempt to show a final smile before I died. I heard mother say that after a person dies, they will become a ghost, and a ghost will only have a cold face. Even after mother passed away for a long time, I was still foolishly thinking, "Did mother become a ghost?" Then could she no longer smile at Merle?

At this moment, I was thinking that I would be able to see my mother very soon. I wonder if she would recognize me. If that mischievous little girl turned into a noble princess like Jin Zunyu, Mother would definitely be shocked.

I closed my eyes and stretched my body, like a giant butterfly falling into the wind. But instead of falling like a bandit, my body was caught by the straps on my shoulders.

I felt as if I were hanging on top of a cliff, and above me, he was holding on to me, his other hand pulling at a handful of dead grass on the edge of the cliff. However, the handful of dead grass was unable to bear the weight of the two and soon loosened.

Yang Liang rushed over and reached for A-He's hand, but he was still a step too late. The grass had been uprooted, and A-Zhi's hand no longer supported him. I actually lost another life! I looked at him apologetically, but he didn't have the time to look at me. One of his arms was around me, while the other was holding the short sword.

It just so happened that the crack in the wall of the mountain could be inserted in. After we fell for a few hundred feet, we finally had our support.

It was impossible to hover in the air. The rocks beside the dagger began to loosen up again.

"Princess, hold tight!" Then he jumped up and stepped on a small tree that grew out of a crack in the cliff. The tree was only as thick as his thumb and it was in danger of breaking at any moment.

I was so nervous and sweaty that I no longer cared that he was a man. I hugged him desperately by the waist.

He was afraid that I wouldn't hold him tightly, so he quickly untied the jade belt around his waist and wrapped it around my waist, tightly tying me up with him.

He tied me to him, freeing his arms from my grasp, and clung to the crevices of the cliff wall, trying to climb with the help of his dagger and the crevices of the cliff, but the rocks on the cliff wall were so large that it would take a long time to make a crevice, and that made it even more difficult for us.

"Ling — A'he —" We heard Yang Liang shouting from above. His voice sounded miserable, as if he had lost his soul, and I could almost see the pain in his face, or else he would not have shouted so hysterically. His voice echoed in the cliff for a long time, and he must have thought we were dead.

"Hey, should we call for King Han to find a rope and hand it over?" I tried my throat and found it was painful, both the cut I had made with my golden hairpin and the bruise where the bandit had pinched me.

"It's no use. We've already fallen several hundred feet down. The Duke of Han can no longer see us. Moreover, the voices above us can easily be heard, but he might not be able to hear our shouts." He was trying his best to maintain his stamina and prepare for the next jump. Since he couldn't get on, he would have to find a way to slow down and maybe even a slim chance of survival.

Just like this, I was carried by him. I leapt into the air with him time after time, following him as he supported me on the cliff.

Fortunately, although he was only sixteen or seventeen years old, his martial arts skills were extraordinary. He was able to accurately find a gap in the cliff wall, insert his dagger into it, find a small tree or a few handfuls of wild grass, and then use all his strength to grab onto it. In order to avoid hurting me, he repeatedly used his own body to smash into the cliff face, giving me a firm back.

Like a gecko, we clung to the cliff and slowly descended into the ravine. After dozens of leaps, we finally saw the bottom of the ravine. The sound of water splashing could be heard in our ears.

"Princess, we're saved!" With that, he jumped down and landed in the river, splashing water everywhere.

He was carrying me on his back, and all I could see was my hanging shirt getting wet from the river, while he was lying on his stomach, soaked to the skin.

He carried me ashore and untied the jade belt. He scratched his head in embarrassment and said with a red face:

"Please grant me the punishment, Princess. I had to go through with it just now, I have wronged you."

"You saved my life. I can't thank you in time. What crime is this?" I looked at him. He had jumped on the cliff so many times that his clothes had become strips of cloth hanging from the branches. When he jumped into the water, he was completely drenched. He looked just like a chicken in the water.

He chuckled and tried to wring some water from his clothes to dry them. After all, it was still a cold February and wearing such tattered and dripping wet clothes would definitely make him uncomfortable. Through the tattered clothes, I saw that his chest was full of cuts, including on his face. My heart skipped a beat, and my eyes filled with tears.

He looked up and saw me looking at him. He quickly turned around and said:

"Your servant scared the princess."

I also felt it was a little inappropriate to stare at a man with his bare chest muscles, so I blushed and kept quiet. There was a cold wind blowing in the valley, and I wrapped my clothes tightly around me. I ran my hand through my long, unkempt hair, which had been lost in the process of escaping, and let it fall to my waist.

After a while, he turned around, his face still red, not daring to look at me. He stared at his toes and said,

"Princess, let's — oh no, this servant will escort Princess back to the palace."

"Yes." I also have a rosy glow on my face.