Untouchable Lovers-Chapter 136 - 126: Meeting Again on a Narrow Road
Chapter 136: Chapter 126: Meeting Again on a Narrow Road
Although Liu Chang had fled, his true identity had not been disclosed. The order issued by Liu Ziyue was under the pretense of apprehending a runaway messenger, but ultimately it was indeed about that very person.
Liu Chang’s portrait had been disseminated, and at this moment, Jiankang City was on high alert, the atmosphere tense and solemn, like the dark clouds pressing directly overhead. It became dark very quickly today, and the sunset was much dimmer as well.
“That bastard.” Chu Yu, upon hearing the officer’s explanation from inside the carriage, couldn’t help but curse softly under her breath. The little emperor had already been persuaded by her today, and as long as Liu Chang behaved, there shouldn’t be any trouble for the time being.
However, Chu Yu thought about it and soon came to terms with it, realizing that if she were in Liu Chang’s shoes and knew that the Emperor intended to kill him, she would probably run even faster than Uncle Yongri.
A bird in panic, even on hearing the sound of a bowstring, would frantically fly about, let alone Liu Chang, who had been a nervous bird for over a decade.
But his escape had impacted their operations as well.
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The officer, through the carriage curtain, consulted with Chu Yu, “Your subordinate naturally wouldn’t dare to trouble you all, but the city is under martial law elsewhere. With so many people accompanying you, if a conflict arises…” He did not finish his sentence, but his implication was clear.
Chu Yu glanced at Rong Zhi and asked with her eyes what to do. Rong Zhi thought for a moment and then ordered most of the private soldiers in the house to withdraw, taking only forty men out with them.
Chu Yu coldly said to the officer outside the carriage, “Make way, for today this Princess must go out no matter what.”
With most of her entourage withdrawn, which was a significant concession, the officer heard Chu Yu declare her identity and knew he could not stop her any longer, so he bowed deeply and stepped aside.
As they spoke, it seemed as if the daylight was swallowed by something, turning dark in an instant.
The moment the carriage wheels began to move again, a light, persistent rain started under the pitch-black sky, and the still warm air was invaded by the moist cool mist.
It started to rain.
The rain quickly turned fierce, pouring down as if it intended to compensate for all the water lost during the summer in one go.
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In this pitch-dark night.
Chu Yu sat inside the sturdy, comfortable carriage, not yet very affected, but her royal guards and own guards were quickly soaked through outside.
Rong Zhi’s gaze shifted subtly outside and he said, “Princess, this weather isn’t suitable for going out to search, perhaps it’s better if…”
Before he could finish, Yue Jiefei, who was listening outside, interrupted, “Princess.” He did not say much else, but his utterance of “Princess” was full of a sorrowful plea, as if denying his request would be a betrayal of him.
Chu Yu smiled and said, “Get ready; we continue.” Despite the bad weather, they still had someone to find.
Because of the sudden downpour, they had to delay a moment to fetch rain gear; the estate guards all wore bamboo hats and rain capes, braving the heavy rain, moving slowly through the extremely limited visibility of the rainy night.
Along the way, they encountered several groups of patrolling soldiers who, upon recognizing whose carriage it was, all conscientiously let them pass; apart from brief delays, their journey was almost entirely unimpeded.
And the rain kept increasing. Despite the darkness of the night, a vague whiteness blurred everything close at hand. The carriage wheels kicked up large sprays of water, rendering the guards’ bamboo hats and rain capes virtually useless, soaking everyone inside and out. The intense rainfall not only weighed heavily on their bodies but also drove their spirits increasingly into fatigue.
Chu Yu’s goal was direct, since Tian Rujing had left the city, they too would leave the city. However, the further they traveled, the less confident she became. With the current weather, let alone finding a missing person outside the city, even keeping their own troops from getting lost was challenging.
Chu Yu hesitated in her heart whether to order a retreat first, but since she had already agreed to Yue Jiefei, reversing her decision now might not be good. While she was hesitating, the leading carriage had already crossed a street. Just then, on another intersecting road, a carriage came rushing towards them.
The four horses almost collided. Yue Jiefei, temporarily acting as the coachman, was quick to react with sharp eyes and quick hands, managing to stop his horses in time. However, the other driver clearly lacked skill and failed to do the same, causing their horses to strike head-on, suffer pain, and break into a mad dash, dragging the other horse along and deviating from the original direction. Both carriages did not come to a stop and were about to crash into each other.
From beneath his bamboo hat, Yue Jiefei’s eyes remained utterly calm. Moments before the carriages collided, he swiftly drew his sword and slashed both the horse and the carriage, then sheathed his sword and gained control of his horses, bringing the carriage to a halt.
He slashed the opponent’s horse and carriage.
Yue Jiefei used only two swords.
The first sword cut off the horse that was running wild from pain, striking precisely at the joint with the carriage. The horse’s body continued to run forward due to momentum, but its head stayed with the carriage.
The dying horse’s painful neigh, despite the heavy sound of the rain, could be heard from afar.
The second sword struck the opponent’s carriage shaft. The first sword had been large and sweeping, while the second was cleverly and lightly made. Though not forceful, when he managed to stop his horse and the opponent’s carriage crashed with its remaining momentum, the carriage broke apart as if it were rotten wood.
The strike had already destroyed the weakest structure of the opponent’s carriage.
The most fierce and the most ingenious strokes had exhausted all of Yue Jiefei’s lifelong training. After exerting great effort to control the horses, completing these three actions, even with his abilities, he had to stop to catch his breath and recover.
Sitting inside the carriage, Rong Zhi listened to the noise outside. After the carriage stopped, he gently said, “Good.”
The judgement of those two swords was incredibly accurate, made in a critical moment to destroy the opponent’s carriage at the cost of saving their own—a strategy very much advantageous to oneself at the expense of others.
The carriage they had collided with, cut by Yue Jiefei’s sword and then the carriage, fell and scattered on the ground, and the people inside were thrown out as well. Due to the violent shaking of the carriage and the neighing outside, Chu Yu could not help but lift the curtain to see what was happening outside. Just then, she saw a person falling out of the other carriage, holding a box almost half the height of a person, a sight seeming strangely familiar.
Squinting to see clearly, Chu Yu recognized the person, “Xiao Bie!”
The noble young man driving the carriage in the rain at night turned out to be Xiao Bie.
Unable to help herself, Chu Yu asked, “With such heavy rain, what are you doing out?” Not to mention that the city was currently under martial law.
Seeing that the person in the carriage was Chu Yu, Xiao Bie’s handsome face, wet from the rain, flashed an unnatural look. He glanced worriedly at the wooden box in his arms and said, “Princess, can I temporarily place my zither in your carriage?” Even though the zither case was very well-sealed, he was worried about water seeping in due to the heavy rain.
Chu Yu nodded her head, watching him place the zither in the carriage before stepping back, and joked, “You don’t mind getting wet yourself, but you’re worried about your zither getting wet?”
Xiao Bie pursed his lips and tightened his face, remaining silent.
Chu Yu lifted the curtain a bit more and invited, “Sorry about earlier—we didn’t mean to ruin your carriage. You have no carriage now, why not join us? If it’s on the way, I could even give you a lift.” Seeing the disarray outside the carriage, Chu Yu could roughly guess what had happened earlier.
Xiao Bie’s original coachman had been thrown to the ground in a sorry state due to Yue Jiefei’s actions; as he stood up, his hat slipped off, and his face came into Chu Yu’s view.
Even through the heavy rain, which made it hard to see clearly, Chu Yu recognized him immediately—the same face she had seen today in the Imperial Palace, who had been masquerading as an envoy and scared half to death by Liu Ziyue, the middle-aged handsome man from the imperial family… no, Liu Chang!
