There were wounds all over his body, which he did not care about at first, but gradually, he felt the wound become itchy, and then there was a sharp pain, followed by a surge of blood flow. Only then did he notice that something was wrong, the swords in their hands must have been infused with poison.

But now that he realized it was already too late, he could clearly feel that the hand holding the sword was trembling.

He looked behind him at Shen Zhi Qiao, gritted his teeth, and looked at the black-clothed men who had surrounded him over and over again with his sharp eyes, using a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Madam, if you allow me to block them, then run in the opposite direction from the entrance of the palace. Don't look back, just run!"

Shen Zhiqiao was panting heavily. Looking at his clothes that were dyed red by blood, he shook his head, "No, I can't leave you here alone."

Just as Leng Yan was about to say something, someone suddenly raised a sword and hacked over. His pupils constricted and he barely dodged the attack as a sword slashed across his neck.

Shen Zhi Qiao had also shot out needles to kill a few people.

However, there were too many people. There weren't many silver needles left in his sleeves …

He suddenly swung his sword, barely managing to stabilize his body as he said in a harsh voice, "Madam, you will only be a burden to me if you stay. If you don't want us to die here, then run!"

"…" Shen Zhi Qiao's back was drenched in sweat. He wanted to retort but lacked the courage to do so. After frowning for a moment, he said, "Alright!" After a pause, he added, "But you must promise me that nothing will happen to you, or else I will never be at peace with my conscience."

Leng Yan lowered her eyes to look at the deep wound on her chest and said, "I promise you!"

After he finished speaking, Luck gathered all of his strength into the sword on his wrist. He took a deep breath and quickly turned to Shen Zhi Qiao's side, a fierce stream of air flowed out from the tip of his sword, causing all of the black-clothed men in front of her to instantly fall down. At the same time, he shouted, "Madam, let's go!"

Shen Zhi Qiao did not dare to hesitate and ran out.

Leng Yan looked at her running back with a bloody face. Her deep eyes revealed a resolute smile as she turned around with her sword.

The man in the lead saw that his target had run away, so he immediately gave the order, "Chase!"

When everyone received the order, they wanted to catch up.

Leng Yan closed her eyes, and suddenly reached out her hand to seal a few major acupuncture points on her body. When she opened her eyes again, she let out a loud roar, and rushed forward, mercilessly cutting down those who tried to chase after her.

The scene immediately fell into an intense battle. Screams could be heard in the silent night sky from time to time. Shen Zhi Qiao hugged her injured left arm as she ran forward. She tried her best to ignore the sounds coming from behind her without turning her head back.

Until a shrill and determined roar that seemed to come from the depths of her throat reached her ears.

"Madam, please take care of master. Leng Yan can't be completely loyal!"

Her tears were slowly gathering in her eyes, and her face was twitching uncontrollably. As she turned around, her vision became blurry as she saw the black clothed men surrounding him suddenly move away from him, each of them holding a sword in their hands, a sword that had yet to leave Leng Yan's body.

Shen Zhi Qiao was so frightened that he immediately covered his mouth. Tears started to fall from his eyes. He watched as they unsheathed their swords without any hesitation and watched as Leng Yan's muscular body suddenly fell to the ground.

In one breath, blood gushed down his throat. Shen Zhi Qiao's vision turned black and he lost consciousness.

After killing Ji Cang Ye, Ji Lanye carried Tuoba Hao back to the small building in the music shop.

He carefully placed her on the soft bed and covered her with a blanket. Then, he took off the cotton wool he had brought back from the inn and casually threw it on the ground.

The little girl on the bed had her eyes wide open from start to finish. Tears flowed down her cheeks, and her black grape-like pupils were filled with a deathly silence.

His heart ached again and again. He extended his finger to her swollen red face, but was afraid of hurting her. His finger's abdomen couldn't bear to let go from beginning to end.

Ji Lanye looked at her, as if he was afraid that if he looked at her for even a second, she would disappear right in front of his eyes.

There had never been a moment like this that allowed him to understand the fear in his heart. Even the fear of living alone in a foreign land at the age of six couldn't compare to the gloomy face of the person on the bed at this moment.

The finger he stretched out finally landed at the corner of her eye, carefully wiping the sparkling light from her eyes. However, the more he wiped, the more tears she would have, and no matter what, she could not wipe them all away.

Ji Lanye's heart ached, and a trace of relief flashed across his eyes.

It wasn't that she couldn't feel him …

His throat moved as he bent over and held her in his arms along with the blanket. He whispered into her ear, "Little Pingzi, it's alright now. Master is here. Please don't cry anymore, okay?"

Tuoba choked, tears streaming down his shoulders.

Ji Lanye's eyes also turned red. His large hands gently held her hair as he said, "Master is not good, I've caused Little Pingzi to suffer. As long as Little Pingzi doesn't cry, I'm willing to be punished!"

"Woo woo …" Tuoba let out a sorrowful cry, then threw a heavy punch on Ji Hao's body.

Ji Lanye's eyes became watery as he let her smash his arm around him. He tightened his arms around her, hugging her even more tightly, "It's okay, it's okay, Little Qi …"

Her gentle voice and tolerant indulgence finally caused Tuoba Wa to burst into tears, "Wow …" Woo woo … * "Sob, sob …"

Ji Lanye grabbed her head, and gently patted her back with his other hand in a way that would be the best way to comfort her. He kept repeating the words to reassure her, "It's okay, Little Zhi'er. It's okay, it's okay …"

Tuoba looked like he was crying his heart out and his voice turned hoarse. He looked like he was going to cry out everything he had suffered tonight.

Ji Lanye no longer wanted her to stop crying. He knew that she needed to vent her emotions right now. Rather than letting her hold it in, it was better to let her vent everything out in his arms.

Time passed by bit by bit, the person in her embrace turned from crying to sobbing to sobbing to sobbing. Right now, she was like a child who had finally vented all of her grievances and was lying quietly on his body, breathing evenly and softly.

Thinking that she had fallen asleep from crying, Ji Lanye tenderly kissed her on the top of her head. Just as he was about to put her back on the bed, the person in his arms suddenly hugged his neck. His sweet and crisp voice became hoarse from all the crying, "Teacher, I want to wash …"

"…" Ji Lanye felt a lump in his throat. His handsome brows furrowed as he lowered his gaze, looking at her. After a long time, he finally replied, "Okay."

With that, he was about to put her back on the bed again, but the hand around her neck tightened.

Ji Lanye rubbed her head as he always did, "Little Pingzi, Master wants to boil some hot water for you."

The music workshop's small construction was quite far away from the other palaces. He felt that it was too noisy, so he rejected all of the palace maids sent over by Tuoba Yu. Therefore, he had to personally handle everything he ate in the small construction workshop.

Tuoba didn't say anything, but tears started streaming down his face once again, and the grip around his neck tightened.