Underneath A Thousand Skies ✔️

111 Foster Son, Don't Be So Crazy (48)

Nian Shou overheard their conversation and smiled, "Jia, don't worry. I'll watch over Su Liang."

At the same time, Xiang Feng angrily said, "Jia!"

She actually dared to voice out her concern for another man?

Song Jia ignored him. "The two of you should quickly leave. It won't be good if the crown princess sees me interacting with you."

Song Jia lightly pushed Su Liang away.

Just as she did, she heard Xiang Feng shout, "Jia!"

This time his voice was filled with panic, not anger.

Realizing that something was wrong, Song Jia quickly grabbed Su Liang's wrist and covered the other girl's body with her own, shielding her. A broad warmth pressed against Song Jia's back, and she heard Xiang Feng quietly groan.

When she turned around, she saw that an arrow protruded from his chest, soaking his shirt with blood. She didn't even know how he managed to quickly go in front of her.

"Xiang Feng!" Song Jia was horrified.

Xiang Feng turned around, just as another arrow whizzed towards them. He raised his hand, and accurately grabbed it in mid-air. He clenched his fist, and the arrow broke in two.

His eyes glinted red.

"Jia, wait here."

And his figure flashed away, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Song Jia had seen that his eyes were gradually turning red and knew what it meant. Dragging the pale-faced Su Liang, she spoke hurriedly to Nian Shou, "Get out!"

Nian Shou's face was also wan. He surveyed Jia worriedly from head to toe, "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, I'm fine, Xiang Feng blocked the arrow for me. Nian Shou, take Su Liang with you and quickly leave the castle. Hurry!"

Nian Shou didn't move.

"But it's clear that those assassins' target was you. Jia, you also know who's behind this, right? You should leave with us!"

He grabbed her wrist, forcefully tugging her with him.

"Nian Shou, I..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Nian Shou flew away like a ragdoll, smashing into one of the pillars in the pavilion. Blood trickled at the corners of his mouth, and Nian Shou moaned in pain.

Xiang Feng stood over him, his expression a bloodthirsty mask. His pair of red eyes glared at Nian Shou. The arrow was still sticking out of his body, spilling blood into his already soaked shirt. He looked furious.

"Nian Shou!" Song Jia screamed.

Xiang Feng's head towards her, and he looked like he was on the verge of an explosion.

"Try saying his name again!" he hysterically shouted.

Grabbing Nian Shou by the neck, Xiang Feng lifted him up. Song Jia didn't hesitate. She slid between them, until Xiang Feng had no choice but to release Nian Shou.

He was afraid that he would accidentally hurt her.

"Jia!" He gnashed his teeth.

Song Jia saw that Su Liang was looking with terror at Xiang Feng and shouted at her, "Take Nian Shou with you and go! Hurry!"

Su Liang bit her trembling lip and with another anxious look at her, she nodded. She put Nian Shou's arm around her shoulders and left the pavilion while supporting him.

When Song Jia saw that Xiang Feng wanted to follow them, she stepped in front of him until his red eyes were focused on her.

His face gradually revealed a hint of killing intent, "You're not afraid that I'll kill you?"

Through the scent of flowers, the thick scent of blood filled the whole pavilion. For the bloodthirsty Xiang Feng, it made his hands itch to kill until his whole body was shaking with it.