roccoschili Chapter 179 Imperial Guards
Chapter 179 Imperial Guards
Madam Pei sat in a chair, her eyes red and swollen, her face haggard.
"Ying'er, Mother really wants to fight alongside your father, but... sigh."
Madam Pei hesitated, tears welling up in her eyes again.
Su Fuying gently held her mother's hand and said tenderly, "Mother, don't worry, Father and Brother will definitely return in triumph. We must believe in them and take good care of ourselves."
"Mom, I'm going."
Su Fuying's gaze was firm; she also wanted to see what this ancient battlefield looked like.
Of course, she also had her own selfish motives; she wanted to find out whether Pei Xingci was indeed her younger brother.
"No, no!"
Madam Pei quickly intervened, saying that her husband and son were both in danger, so how could she let her only daughter also take the risk?
"Mother, I'll be fine, don't worry."
Su Fuying reached out and gently wiped away the tears from Madam Pei's eyes, softly advising, "Don't you know my abilities, Mother? If I go, I will definitely bring my father and brothers back safely."
"No!" Madam Pei's expression changed drastically, and she reacted violently. She gripped Su Fuying's arm tightly, her fingertips turning white from the force.
“You can’t go. The battlefield is not a place you can imagine. It’s too dangerous there. I won’t allow you to go. I don’t want to lose you.” Madam Pei’s voice trembled slightly but was firm, her eyes filled with worry.
Su Fuying looked at Madam Pei, a hint of hesitation flashing in her eyes, but she quickly became firm, "Mother, don't worry, I'll be fine."
Madam Pei gritted her teeth, tears welling in her eyes, "You must promise me that you will protect yourself no matter what, and don't make me worry."
Su Fuying nodded gently, "Alright, we'll do as Mother wishes."
Hearing her daughter's promise, Madam Pei finally breathed a sigh of relief, and her tense nerves gradually relaxed.
After finally managing to soothe Madam Pei to sleep, Su Fuying had no time to rest. She immediately changed into a set of comfortable clothes and hurriedly left home for the Regent's Palace.
As night fell, a light mist hung over the streets, making them exceptionally quiet. Su Fuying carefully made her way through the alleys and arrived outside the walls of the Regent's Palace.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..." Suddenly, several sharp whooshing sounds rang out, and several sharp arrows attacked her like lightning.
Su Fuying was startled and quickly dodged to the side. However, despite her swift reaction, an arrow still grazed her sleeve, leaving a shallow wound.
In the darkness, Su Fuying looked down at the tear in her clothes, her brows furrowing slightly as she wondered to herself, "When did the Regent's Palace become so heavily guarded?"
"Who dares to trespass on the Regent's Palace?" A furious shout rang out, followed by a group of black-clad guards leaping down from the wall. The leader of the guards held a long sword in his hand, his cold gaze fixed on Su Fuying.
The lead guard raised his hand to signal, and the guards hidden in the shadows stopped shooting arrows.
She slowly took a few steps forward, sizing up the woman before her, and said coldly, "Who are you? Why are you sneaking into the Prince's mansion in the dead of night?"
Su Fuying raised her head, looked calmly at the other person, composed herself, and said:
"I'm looking for Xiao Yuheng."
"How dare you address the Regent by his given name!"
The woman was hidden in the shadows, her expression obscured, but her anger was palpable.
Su Fuying was used to calling him that, but realizing it was somewhat inappropriate, she changed her words and said, "Inform your prince that someone is looking for him."
"The prince died fighting bandits a month ago, and I'm afraid he won't be able to see this young lady again."
As the female guard spoke, a hint of doubt flickered in her eyes as she looked Su Fuying up and down.
Su Fuying: ......
These rules didn't exist in the past, so why does it feel so different today?
Could something have happened?
Thinking of this, Su Fuying was too lazy to waste any more words with her, so he drew his long sword and flew up.
The guard was startled. He was already surprised enough to learn that the newcomer was a woman, but now, seeing her draw her sword without hesitation, he was certain that her martial arts skills were not inferior.
The guards appeared one after another and surrounded Su Fuying.
"Step back!" the leading female guard commanded softly, her voice low but filled with authority and warning. Her eyes were sharp as an eagle's, fixed intently on what lay ahead.
Then, with his hands crossed, the scabbards slid off gently with a "whoosh," and the two longswords were held tightly in his hands, producing a crisp metallic sound.
Her movements were swift and precise, as if she had practiced countless times.
The moonlight, like silver, spilled onto the clean streets, bathing everything in a soft glow. The houses on both sides of the street had their doors and windows tightly shut, as if the whole world had fallen asleep in the dead of night.
In the stillness of the night, two figures stood in the moonlight, their robes fluttering gently in the breeze, like phantoms in the darkness. Their movements were light and agile, as if they had become one with the darkness.
One of the women held a long sword, its blade gleaming with a cold light, like the brightest star in the night sky.
Her swordsmanship was as natural and fluid as flowing clouds and water, and every swing of her sword carried unparalleled momentum.
The other woman was dressed in a black robe. She was petite and delicate, and she also held a long sword in her hand.
The sword danced in her hand like a butterfly, light and agile, leaving everyone in awe.
Their exchange was like a magnificent dance; their movements were coordinated and perfectly in sync.
Every attack and defense was so exquisite and breathtaking.
Time seemed to stand still during this battle.
Both sides were fully focused on the battle, without the slightest slackening.
Their eyes were firm and deep, as if they could see through everything.
Suddenly, the woman in black robes flashed and disappeared from the spot in an instant.
Immediately afterwards, she appeared behind the woman wielding two swords and thrust one of her swords into her back.
However, the woman was prepared and dodged the attack by turning to the side. She then counterattacked, thrusting her sword towards the black-robed woman's chest.
The woman in black reacted quickly, retreating to avoid the fatal sword strike.
She then launched another attack, engaging in a fierce battle with the woman wielding the sword.
The battle lasted a long time, with both sides using all their skills to try and defeat the other.
The moonlight continued to shine quietly on the street, illuminating the stillness.
A night breeze brought a touch of coolness, but it did not detract from the beautiful night view.
In an instant, swords clashed, producing a crisp sound, and sparks seemed to be faintly visible. The fierce auras of both sides erupted instantly.
Their movements were lightning fast, dazzling to the eye.
After several rounds, the masked man wielding two swords was losing ground and gradually fell into a disadvantageous position.
Her breathing became rapid, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.
Su Fuying was increasingly surprised as the fight progressed; this person's skills were not weak, comparable to Ying Yi's.
She wondered to herself, who exactly was this person? And why did he possess such superb martial arts skills?
Seeing the opponent's tricky attack, the leader of the secret guards hesitated for a moment, but the opponent did not give her a chance to think and slashed down with his sword.
The rainbow-like sword energy finally stopped a few millimeters above her head. The newcomer's expression shifted slightly: "I only want to see Xiao Yuheng."
"Are you Princess Yongle?"
The man asked in confusion, and Su Fuying's gaze fell on her. "Hmm."
The guard pondered silently, the warning from Si Nan echoing in his mind: "There is a woman who is different from the prince, and her martial arts moves are even stranger. Be careful when you encounter her."
The few moves they made during their exchange made her even more suspicious of the woman's identity.