The Yandere Male Lead Chases Me
Chapter 108 Prince is Very Sick and Delicate 33

Chapter 108: Chapter 108 Prince is Very Sick and Delicate 33

The man had a gentle face, but his eyes were piercingly sharp, as if they held the power to penetrate one’s heart.

This man in a white robe was called Zhao Ziyang, the Prime Minister of Xuanyuan Country.

And by his side, with an iron-blooded aura, tall and mighty with distinct sharp features, was a man called Lin Liqiang, the National Guardian General of Xuanyuan Country, who commanded a powerful force.

The two stood confronting each other, having been adversaries for many years, with plenty of open confrontations and secret struggles.

But now, the situation was such that both were united against Su Yan.

This was no longer a matter of enemies; it was clearly a secret alliance, playing the Emperor and the lords and ministers for fools.

Su Yan remained silent all the while.

As the three stood in opposition, Lin Liqiang spoke again,

"Seize her!"

His rough voice carried an absolute command.

No sooner had the words fallen than a group of guards emerged from nowhere.

They surrounded Su Yan in unison.

Brandishing long knives at her.

She looked on, blinking her eyes.

Xiao Hua whispered,

"Host, Host!! What should we do now? This doesn’t bode well!"

Xiao Hua was worried for the host; such a well-behaved host was about to be bullied, which truly made it anxious.

Without a word, Su Yan bent over and picked up a branch from beside the grass.

Holding the branch, she knocked it on the ground.

Looking at the people surrounding her, she spoke in a soft tone,

"Come."

Her demeanor, calm and collected, caused a flicker of surprise in the eyes of Prime Minister Zhao Ziyang.

Such a woman was indeed rare.

Lin Liqiang, with his hands clasped behind his back, was unimpressed.

Stretching her hand was somewhat peculiar, but she did have some skills.

However, these guards were newly transferred from his military camp to guard the Imperial Palace.

They were veterans of the battlefield.

He did not believe that his men would lose to a spy.

But this notion of his was shattered piece by piece in the time it took to drink a cup of tea in the future.

They could only watch as one of the guards made the first move, wielding a long knife and chopping towards Su Yan.

With a sturdy branch, Su Yan employed an unusual swordsmanship technique, moving with incredible speed and strange angles, striking cleanly and decisively.

Stab, lift, sidestep, reverse stab; a series of moves performed in one smooth sequence.

After a while, when the last guard’s arm was dislocated by her,

She stood amidst a pile of fallen guards, her gaze meeting Lin Liqiang’s from a distance.

Her hair stirred by the evening breeze, there were no significant fluctuations on her fair face.

Lin Liqiang squinted his eyes, exuding a strong aura, truly befitting of a seasoned veteran on the battlefield.

His voice was gravelly,

"What a daring spy!"

Su Yan licked the corner of her lips and softly replied,

"I didn’t eavesdrop on your conversation, I was just passing by."

She explained once more.

However... after she had taken down a host of guards, the previous act of eavesdropping was no longer the focus.

If all these great men couldn’t capture a single woman, it would be utterly embarrassing!

Lin Liqiang took a step forward, his voice rough,

"Let me have a bout with you."

Su Yan retreated a step back.

Her hands hidden in her sleeves were trembling.

She was out of strength.

But she couldn’t show any weakness on her face.

At this moment, suddenly a familiar and harmless voice came from a distance,

"So you’re here."

The voice stood out clearly in this tense and confrontational atmosphere.

Everyone turned to look in unison, and saw the Third Prince, Xuanyuan Yonghao, dressed in Qilin brocade, pale-faced as if he hadn’t fully recovered from a severe illness.

His dark eyes casually swept over everyone, striding towards the scene with composure.

Nantang followed behind Xuanyuan Yonghao, matching his step for step with a stern expression.

Su Yan bit her lip corner, her almond eyes glistening with moisture, not speaking a word.

Lin Liqiang brought his hands together in a salute,

"Your Highness."