Although aimed at Yuyao, the entire caravan was in an uproar, the female companions were frightened and their faces pale, with screams echoing everywhere.
The guards of the Eastern Palace, the Third Prince's Mansion, the Marquis of Changping, and the guardian of the Marquis of Qin all joined the battle.
The screams were deafening, and the air was filled with a thick stench of blood, making the women inside the carriage, who were hiding, feel nauseous.
King Jin's face was ice-cold, tightly shielding Queen Jin in the carriage. Seeing black-clad men approach, he swept out his sword and struck with deadly efficiency.
He was utterly unlike his usual laid-back demeanor as a prince, instead exuding an air of cold solemnity and sharp, piercing presence.
Surprised, Yuyao raised her eyebrows, never expecting King Jin to be skilled in martial arts.
Perhaps one should not judge by appearances.
King Jin saw that all the black-cloaked men were attacking his son and daughter-in-law.
Particularly around the carriage of the son-in-law, there were the most black-cloaked men, and they were on the verge of collapse. King Jin was also very worried.
I was angry that I had brought too few guards with me when I left. Now, all I can do is worry.
The Queen Consort of Jin had already been so frightened that her beautiful complexion had turned pale, her expression extremely terrified. She was worried about both her son and daughter-in-law.
Although she had some objections to Yuyao, as she was carrying a child, seeing her surrounded by black-cloaked men, she couldn't help but worry.
By the carriage of Nan Gong Mo.
"Prince Taizong, these black-cloaked men seem to be targeting Marquis Yan and his consort. They are all attacking the two of them."
Nan Gong Mo listened to the report from the guards with an unsettled expression on his face.
"Convey my command, all of you go and protect Marquisess Yan. She carries the bloodline of the Jin Mansion and is a vulnerable woman without strength. She might not be able to withstand this."
He found a pretentious reason.
After speaking, he threw the badge to the servant again, coldly saying: "Go and call the people of the hidden guards."
As the Crown Prince, how could he not have his own people under his command? And the Secret Guards are his personal forces nurtured in secret.
"Yes."
The servant respectfully replied and quickly left with the emblem.
Nan Gong Mo narrowed his eyes as he watched the black-cloaked men surrounding Nan Gong Yan, and he felt that their presence was strikingly familiar.
But after recognizing who it was, a jump flashed across his forehead.
My mother?
It's actually people from the Empress?
Why would the Empress dispatch people to assassinate Nan Gong Yan without informing him of such a major matter?
This discovery greatly frightened Nan Gong Mo.
He doesn't know what the Empress has planned and dares not act rashly.
He chose not to intervene.
Then, seeing an increasing number of black-cloaked men approaching Yuyao's carriage, his expression turned grim.
He quickly instructed the guards to protect the Crown Princess.
He then drew his sword and dived towards the scene.
"Grandfather, don't go."
Crown Princess Panic at the sight of Nan Gong Mo charging forward, her heart leapt into her throat, and she couldn't help but scream loudly.
But Nan Gong Mo had already plunged into the midst of the battle and could not hear her.
Crown Princess watched this scene with her eyes wide and empty, her hands tightly grasping the edge of the carriage. Her beautiful face had long lost all its color, and she looked as pale as death.
Her husband, her husband, her pillow companion, when life and death were at stake, what she was worried about was another woman.
That woman is also another man's wife, pregnant with another man's child.
"Grandfather, do you remember that your wife is also in danger, and she needs you to protect her as well."
Crown Princess closed her eyes and two tears rolled down her cheeks.
"Crown Princess, it's dangerous here. You should go inside quickly."
One of the guards from the Eastern Palace staying to protect the Crown Princess looked at her with sympathy and shouted loudly.
The Crown Princess seemed to have not heard a word and just stared blankly at the scene.
Yuyao's side.
Nan Gong Yan was also charging towards them.
He disregarded the black-cloaked men attacking him and leapt over their heads, landing in front of the carriage. Observing the current situation, he frowned slightly.
He could tell that there were not a single group of people; some were coming towards him, while others were heading towards Yao'er.
It seems like everyone is converging here, like a gathering.
He summoned Yuanchun over, "Do you recognize whose family they are from?"
"Master, the ones coming towards Marquisess Yan seem to be from the Princess of Chang's household, their methods indicate they are assassins. The others coming towards you, however, are not clear."
Yuanchun reported the situation he had obtained to Nan Gong Yan.
He then continued, "My lord, I believe there are still some assassins hidden in the woods, but the exact number is unclear."
"Send word to the Shadow House for support. Make sure to protect this carriage well, and send a detachment to guard over the palace and empress. Anybody who dares to come near, kill without mercy."
Nan Gong Yan's face no longer had the usual gentle demeanor, but was instead cold, as if he were the devil himself from hell.
No one knows that he also has a hidden force under his command.
The Shadow House is his own force, nurtured for no other reason than to have someone to rely on in critical moments, so as not to be at the mercy of others.
"Yes."
Yuanchun took out a signaling tube from his chest and pulled the cork out.
"Whoosh!" Then, something shot up into the sky, exploding like a firework.
The black-cloaked people around him immediately changed their expressions.
"It's not good, this is a distress signal. Hurry up and win the battle quickly."
One of the black-cloaked men recognized it and shouted to his companions.
Then, more and more black-cloaked men emerged from the forest.
They all rushed towards the carriage where Yuyao and Nan Gong Yan were located, using methods that showed no signs of retreat, clearly indicating that they were assassins.
Yuyao sat in the carriage with a cold face, not having made a move. It was mainly because there were too many people here; it wasn't convenient for her to show herself.
A woman who has been raised in seclusion would not know how to kill people.
She did not completely withhold her power. All the black-cloaked men who approached the carriage were subjected to her spiritual attacks, otherwise Yuanchun would have already been dead.
Nan Gong Yan couldn't have been unharmed either, even though he was quite skilled in martial arts.
Other noble young men were frightened by this scene and had already turned pale, hiding inside the carriage without daring to come out.
These young noblemen, who are used to enjoying themselves, betting on precious stones, and hunting birds and pets, are quite adept at these activities. However, when faced with such a scenario, they are all terrified.
Even if the Third Prince saw this scene, he would still frown and think: What did Marquis Yan and his consort offend? Why are there so many people trying to kill them?
He was inclined to send the Secret Guards to help, but thinking that it was not directed towards him, there was no need to expose his strength.
Thinking this way, the Third Prince once again dismissed the idea of sending anyone over.
Since the Crown Prince and Marquis Yan have already sent people to come over, there is no need for him to do so.
Time slowly passed.
Just as Yuyao and the others were on the brink of collapse, two groups of black-cloaked men suddenly appeared.
With the original two groups, it became four groups of black-cloaked men.
All were wearing black leather armors, making it difficult to distinguish who was part of which group. They entangled and fought with each other.
It's so chaotic, it's like a gang fight.
Nan Gong Yan saw the appearance of the Shadow House people, and the assassins from the Princess of Chang's household still dared to approach the carriage, hacking and slashing without mercy.
His eyes flashed with coldness, and he exuded an aura as dark and icy as that of Hell, "Any who approach the carriage will be executed without mercy."
Upon hearing his master's command, Yuanchun raised his hand to make a gesture in one direction, and immediately a group of black-cloaked men swooped in, firmly guarding the carriage.
At the same time, another group of black-cloaked men charged in from the shadows, joining the battle.
Nan Gong Yan watched coldly as one body after another fell to the ground, not even blinking an eye.
After observing for a while, he directly flew up to the top of the carriage and stood with his hands behind his back, watching the battle. He wanted to see who dared to harm her under his very nose.
If anyone dares to hurt her by even a hair, he wouldn't mind razing the Princess of Chang's household in return.
This scene fell into the eyes of the Crown Prince, the Third Prince, and the Marquis of Jin.
They all watched with a look of confusion at Nan Gong Yan standing atop the carriage. His white clothing fluttered in the wind, exuding an aura of ruthlessness that could not be ignored. He looked like the Demon King from Hell, coldly looking down upon all beings.
This was the first time they had seen Nan Gong Yan like this.
He was completely different from his usual jovial and amiable self.
