Wen Zhan furrowed his brow, a knot forming as a flicker of worry crossed his eyes. That worry loomed over him like a dark cloud, especially after hearing the tragic screams of the Six Princess. Yet, there was no response from the Eldest Princess.
He thought to himself, Could it be that the Eldest Princess is in danger too? What should I do? His fists clenched involuntarily, the veins on his hands slightly bulging.
Xin Yao also frowned, his gaze sharpening as a cold glint flashed in his eyes. In the next moment, he vanished like a ghost, rushing through the mountains like a whirlwind. His speed was astonishing, and the wind he stirred up howled through the forest, causing branches to sway wildly and leaves to rustle as if playing a tense symphony.
He anxiously searched for Yun Qingyu's whereabouts, scanning the woods quickly and missing no corner.
At this moment, Wen Zhan's expression was filled with urgency. Without hesitation, he sprinted toward the mountains while shouting, "The Princess Consort is the Emperor's most favored daughter. If anything happens to her, everyone present today will likely face dire consequences!"
His voice echoed through the mountains, tinged with urgency and panic. The others felt their hearts tighten as if an invisible hand had gripped their chests.
As soon as he spoke, the faces of those present changed dramatically; fear filled their eyes and their faces turned pale. Some even felt their legs weaken.
Regardless of whether they harbored deep-seated hatred or fear towards the Eldest Princess, they could not deny that Yun Qingyu was indeed the Emperor's most cherished daughter.
In this era where imperial power reigned supreme, the safety of the Eldest Princess directly impacted their families' fates, hanging over them like a sword of Damocles.
As legitimate sons and daughters of noble families, they understood all too well that if anything were to happen to the Eldest Princess and the Emperor's wrath were unleashed, they would all face catastrophic consequences.
The mildest outcome would be their fathers losing their positions and their families falling into decline, never to regain their former glory. In more severe cases, they could be thrown into prison awaiting execution—an endless darkness awaited them.
Thinking of such terrifying consequences left no room for hesitation; everyone hurriedly lifted their feet and ran toward the mountains.
They ran in a flurry, their footsteps chaotic, forgetting even to call for the guards to help. All they could think about was finding the Eldest Princess as quickly as possible to ensure her safety, their eyes betraying a hint of panic.
However, as they reached the mountain path, they were met with a disheveled sight.
The Six Princess came stumbling toward them, her once graceful and dignified demeanor completely vanished, as if she had become a different person.
Her face was as pale as paper, and her luxurious gown was now smeared with dirt and grass stains from multiple falls. The mud and grass stood out starkly against the fabric, and her meticulously styled hair had come undone, with strands sticking to her face, dampened by sweat, making her look utterly wretched.
She kept shouting, "Help! There are snakes! So many snakes!"
Her voice trembled with fear, sharp and piercing, each word seeming to be squeezed out through clenched teeth.
The Six Princess's maid rushed over to support her, while Lu Mingzhan, who was with the Six Princess, looked no better off.
His face was deathly pale, as if all color had been drained from him. Sweat poured down his forehead in beads that rolled down his cheeks, soaking his clothes. His eyes were filled with unmistakable terror, his body trembling uncontrollably, and he staggered unsteadily on his feet, looking just as disheveled as the princess—like someone who had just emerged from a nightmare.
The onlookers silently watched them, their expressions filled with shock and confusion. They exchanged glances laden with questions, unsure of what could have happened to instill such fear in them.
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