Pampered Consort of the Fragrant Orchard

“Ji Liufeng, I know you. Han Mingyi, I know you too– the ‘stone-faced cultivator,’ I’ve been looking for a chance to spar with you.” The burly man laughed wildly when he saw Han Mingyi, who had been sitting on his horse without speaking.

“This prince is not interested in you!” Leng Yi said, matching Han Mingyi's tone.

Du Xiaoli and Ji Liufeng glanced at each other, it seemed that this person's identity was not simple. Why would a normal person want to spar with Han Mingyi!

“None of these people's strength can be underestimated.” Leng Er glanced at the men in black, from the fact that they had waited for them, buried under snow for so long, one could tell that these people weren't ordinary people.

Although they had more soldiers on their side, they weren’t powerful elites; against these people, this battle would likely be more difficult to fight.

Ji Liufeng could also see this, and he said to Du Xiaoli, “Go to the back and protect the princess.”

Du Xiaoli nodded, directing her horse back to the front of the carriage.

“Xiaoli, what’s wrong?” Han Mingxiang asked from inside the carriage.

“Nothing, you’ve run into some roadblocks.” Du Xiaoli said, “Stay in the carriage and don’t come out, it’ll be fine.”

“Be careful,” Han Mingxiang said worriedly.

“I will.”

That man from Feng Ming saw the burly man talking to Ji Liufeng and the others, and his gaze sank. “Make a move, what are you wasting time for! Don’t forget my master’s orders!”

“I know, kill everyone, catch that little girl alive,” the burly man acknowledged impatiently.

“Dream on!” Ji Liufeng said, leaping up from his horse. He slashed his sword in the air as he landed, launching an attack of sword qi towards the other side. If it had been an ordinary person, they definitely would have been injured by this strike, but the men clothed in black dodged backward in unison.

“Charge!” After Leng Yi said that he also flew over.

Immediately after, Leng Er and a few others with higher martial arts skills also rushed towards the opposing side.

Soldiers had surrounded the entire procession as soon as they discovered the black-clothed men, and when they heard Leng Yi's words, they all went forward to fight those men. Although their martial arts skills were not high, fortunately there were many of them, and they were able to keep quite a few of them back for a while.

Du Xiaoli stayed beside the carriage. If any of the black-clothed men were to break past the soldiers, she would fly over and stab them to death before landing back on her horse.

Xia Yuan, Ying Ge, and the four people Han Mingyi had prepared for Han Mingxiang alo came out and stood around the carriage. They attacked anyone that came close, but never went farther than two meters from the carriage.

Those four maids given by Han Mingyi were named Chun Hong, Xia Hua, Qiu Yue, and Dong Mei. The four of them were not bad; they could all finish off their opponents within a minute. Du Xiaoli watched the way they fought– fast, ruthless, and accurate– Han Mingyi must have trained them as killers.

The burly man in black probably hadn’t expect Ji Liufeng and the others to be so strong in combat. After their first round of attacks, they actually hadn’t even touched Han Mingxiang's carriage, and in a moment of anger, he extricated his sword that was stuck in the snow, and with a loud yell, charged towards Ji Liufeng.

Unexpectedly, although the burly man looked on the bulkier side, his movements were quite agile and his martial arts skills were very good. Fighting on his own, he tripped up Ji Liufeng.

The person with the Feng Ming accent also had very good martial arts– or perhaps it was more accurate to say, very bizarre martial arts. Leng Yi’s martial arts were considered to be the highest of the seven Lengs, but even he was unable to take him down. In this way, he was also tripped up.

The two most powerful people had been tripped up, and as the number of soldiers decreased, some of the black-clothed men flew directly in the air. They neared the front of the carriage quite a few times, and there were several times when they were close to touching Han Mingxiang’s carriage.

Furthermore, the other party seemed to have backup. After the first wave of black-clothed men had been taken care of, there were even more black-clothed men running their way again.

When the burly man saw these other black-clothed men, he roared, “You actually have more f*cking men you didn't even call over!”

The man from Feng Ming dodged another one of Leng Yi's attacks, “My master was afraid that your people wouldn't be able to handle things well, so he asked us to make good back-up preparations. Originally, I thought we wouldn't be able to use it, but I didn't expect your people to be so wimpy!”

Du Xiaoli saw the nearly one hundred or so black-robed men running over and frowned. Seeing the soldiers– so many dead and wounded– she flew and killed one of the black-robed men who was rushing over, before landing on the carriage. She instructed Xia Yuan and the girls, “Stall them!” Then Du Xiaoli bent down and entered the carriage.

“Xiaoli, how are you, are you hurt?” Han Meixiang saw the snow on Du Xiaoli's body and asked in a panic.

“Kill the princess in the marriage alliance for me, and catch that little doll alive.”

The words of the black-clothed man made Han Mingxiang’s hands tremble. She quickly tugged Du Xiaoli’s hand, “Xiaoli, hurry and leave! You can’t let them catch you!”

Du Xiaoli patted Han Mingxiang’s hand, saying firmly, “Don’t worry. I’ll be fine, and I won’t let anything happen to you. I also promised Xiaoyi-gege that I would protect you. Just trust me.”

WHen Han Mingxiang met Du Xiaoli’s gaze, her panicked heart instantly calmed down. “I’ll go out with you.”

“You can’t…”

“I can’t watch them shed blood and lose their lives for me while I hide here. Don’t forget, I have martial arts skills too.”

Du Xiaoli tried to stop Han Mingxiang, but was convinced by these words. She nodded, “Okay, but you have to be careful.”

After saying this, she drew out her flute from her bag. Seeing the phoenix on the flute and hearing the sounds of fighting outside, her gaze sank. She pulling Han Mingxiang out of the carriage and stood in the carriage driver’s seat, handing Han Mingxiang her sword.

“Xiaoli, why are you taking your flute out? If you give your sword to me, what will you do?” Han Mingxiang asked, taking the sword.

“I will use this.” Du Xiaoli motioned with the flute in her hand.

“How can this be used…”

Before Han Mingxiang could finish what she was going to say, she saw Du Xiaoli place the flute to her mouth, blowing a few simple notes.

“Oof…”

A person had seen Han Mingxiang come out and rushed up to kill her, but was knocked back onto the ground by a force.

“This, this is?” Han Mingxiang looked at Du Xiaoli in disbelief.

The sudden sound of the flute put a pause on the stalemate battle. Not only were the men clothed in black shocked, even Ji Liufeng and the others looked at Du Xiaoli with mirrored surprise.

In the snow-covered mountain pass, wearing a sky-blue fox fur ad holding a jade-colored flute, her long, ink-colored hair was tousled by the cold wind and her small face was set with gritted perseverance. If one were to ignore her current situation, she really painted a picture of absolute beauty.

“Liufeng-gege, you guys come back.” Du Xiaoli raised her voice and reminded them, seeing Ji Liufeng and the others were still frozen in place.

Her voice not only roused Ji Liufeng and the others, but reminded the black-clothed men who were still frozen in place. The burly man and the other man with a Feng Ming accent appeared puzzled, crying in unison, “Sound Attack!”

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