CHAPTER 514: CHAPTER 514: CATTLE SHED

Xie Jingchen sat on the horseback.

His handsome face was cold enough to drip ink.

His gaze was as icy as a blade.

The hand of the Heir of Uncle Yongcheng trembled slightly.

If Su Jin could move her hand, she was confident she could poison him to the ground.

But now, she couldn’t even speak.

Xie Jingchen just watched.

The Heir of Uncle Yongcheng retreated in panic.

Behind him was a cliff.

His foot stepped on the edge, loosening the stones and dirt below.

The knife in his hand was moving closer and closer to Su Jin’s neck.

He gazed at Xie Jingchen and said, "Don’t come over! Otherwise, I’ll take her life!"

He applied force to the knife, and the cold blade grazed Su Jin’s snow-white neck.

The stabbing pain came, and she clearly felt the blood flowing down.

Xie Jingchen’s eyes narrowed sharply.

This sound...

The Heir of Uncle Yongcheng dragged Su Jin to the side, unblinkingly watching Xie Jingchen.

"Release the Heir’s wife, and I’ll spare your life!" Xie Jingchen said.

Spare his life?

Was this going to the end?!

The Heir of Uncle Yongcheng wanted to retreat completely, as if today’s events hadn’t happened.

But looking at Xie Jingchen’s expression, it was clearly not possible.

But since Su Jin was in his hands, Xie Jingchen dared not act rashly, and the Heir of Uncle Yongcheng could see the tension reflected in his eyes.

When a person has a weakness, it’s easy to defeat them.

The Heir of Uncle Yongcheng held the knife to Su Jin’s neck and looked at Xie Jingchen saying, "I want one of your arms!"

"You cut off an arm, and I’ll release her!" the Heir of Uncle Yongcheng said.

Xie Jingchen’s hand holding the reins tightened firmly.

Xie Jingchen dismounted and looked at the Heir of Uncle Yongcheng saying, "If you dare touch a single hair on her head, you won’t leave alive today!"

"You want an arm, okay, let her speak."

The truth is, the Heir of Uncle Yongcheng wanted Xie Jingchen’s life more.

But he thought no one would die for a woman.

There were so many women in the world, with his identity as the Heir of Prince Zhenbei, wouldn’t there be someone willing to marry him?

Previously, he couldn’t marry because he had poison in his body, and no one wanted to be widowed.

This is why the Heir of Uncle Yongcheng wanted an arm from Xie Jingchen.

With an arm severed and severely injured, he wouldn’t lose.

As for Xie Jingchen wanting him to remove the cloth gagging Su Jin’s mouth, the Heir of Uncle Yongcheng wouldn’t agree.

Unless an arm was cut off, he wouldn’t release Su Jin.

Xie Jingchen stood still.

Both sides reached a stalemate.

But soon, the Heir of Uncle Yongcheng sensed something amiss; Xie Jingchen was stalling for time.

Now, with only Xie Jingchen, he was uncertain of escape, if more people came...

With the strength of the Prince Zhenbei Mansion and the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion, he was afraid he would end up imprisoned for life.

Rather than wanting an arm from Xie Jingchen, he wanted freedom more.

He grasped Su Jin’s neck and said, "I don’t have time to waste with you. Either exchange your arm for her life, or I’ll kill her and we’ll fight to the death!"

Su Jin’s breath was gradually deprived.

Xie Jingchen was genuinely anxious.

He drew the Soft Sword from his waist.

The Heir of Uncle Yongcheng pulled Su Jin toward Jue Ying where Xie Jingchen’s horse was.

He wanted to flee on horseback.

Standing beside the horse, the Heir of Uncle Yongcheng felt emboldened.

Xie Jingchen knew that without injury, the Heir of Uncle Yongcheng wouldn’t be assured.

He drew the sword and stabbed himself.

Xie Jingchen fell to the ground, clutching his wound, blood pooling everywhere.

Su Jin’s face turned pale.

The Heir of Uncle Yongcheng’s lips curled.

He threw Su Jin towards the cliff, mounted the horse, and turned to flee.

Xie Jingchen was shocked pale by the Heir of Uncle Yongcheng’s actions.

A flash of murderous intent crossed his eyes.

He threw the sword in his hand at the Heir of Uncle Yongcheng.

The sword pierced directly through the Heir of Uncle Yongcheng’s heart.

His body stiffened, he looked down at the sword through his chest, his mouth slightly opened, blood pouring out.

He fell from the horseback.

Jue Ying was frightened and galloped away.

Xie Jingchen was not really sure if this sword could take the Heir of Uncle Yongcheng’s life, after throwing it, he leaped to catch Su Jin.

He caught her, but together they fell downward.

Su Jin’s hands were bound, completely relying on Xie Jingchen holding her.

Xie Jingchen held her with one arm, and with the other held a short dagger, scraping against the stone.

Sparks flew between the dagger and the stone.

The dagger was sharp enough to cut through iron, incredibly strong.

But in the movement, it broke in half.

Half remained in Xie Jingchen’s hand, the other half grazed Su Jin’s ear, cutting a strand of her hair.

Really.

Su Jin was almost frightened to death.

She wished dearly for the tree on the cliff edge, like in the dramas, to come out to save them.

Hm.

Perhaps her heartfelt prayers were heard.

There really was a tree.

But their falling impact was too great.

The arm-thick tree couldn’t hold them.

All it felt was being fiercely whipped from below with no real effect.

There was a large tree growing under the cliff.

Xie Jingchen held Su Jin as they fell toward the tree.

Not knowing how many branches they broke, Xie Jingchen tried to grab the trunk but couldn’t hold it, slightly cushioning the fall.

They fell to the ground.

Both of them passed out together.

...

Not knowing how long they slept.

When Su Jin woke, she felt pain all over her body.

Someone was cleaning her hands.

Just a gentle touch made her shiver with pain.

She suddenly opened her eyes, startling the woman who was cleaning her wounds.

"Miss, you’re awake?" The woman’s voice trembled.

Su Jin wanted to sit up, but moving made her want to kill with the pain.

The woman quickly said, "You’re badly bruised, don’t move."

Su Jin didn’t see Xie Jingchen, and panic rose in her heart, "Where’s my husband?"

"Hus...husband?" The woman was bewildered.

"Miss, you mean the man who fainted with you?"

Su Jin urgently asked, "Where is he?"

The woman pointed behind her, "He’s in the cowshed."

Su Jin, "....."

"Why is he in the cowshed?"

Su Jin endured her body pain and rose from the bed.

Xie Jingchen had stabbed himself to save her, losing so much blood at the time, Su Jin couldn’t believe his current state.

She eagerly wanted to see him.

But she was weak, nearly falling over.

The woman quickly helped her, apologizing, "I’m truly sorry, I didn’t know that was your husband, when my husband and I found you, your hands were tied, we thought you were held hostage by him."

Su Jin looked obviously weak.

Xie Jingchen was different.

The woman and her husband envisioned a scene of Su Jin and Xie Jingchen perishing together.

Originally they didn’t plan to save Xie Jingchen.

Only he was still alive.

Leaving him might lead to his death.

So—

The man brought Xie Jingchen back, hands and feet bound, and tossed him in the cowshed.

Once they discovered he was good, they let him go, if bad, they let him fend for himself.

Hm.

Xie Jingchen was awoken by the cows.

Opening his eyes, he saw a cow.

Four eyes met.

Xie Jingchen, "....."

Really.

In all his life, he had never encountered such a scene.

He was immediately dumbfounded.