nucmednet Chapter 143 Thoughts
Chapter 143 Thoughts
Shen Yanchu sat quietly in the carriage, his brow furrowed as he gazed at the scenery rushing past the window. His heart felt as if it were being gnawed by a thousand ants, filled with worry and longing. What he missed was the girl Shi, the one who haunted his dreams.
Miss Shi was beautiful and charming, with eyes as bright as stars, and her smile seemed to brighten the whole world. She met Shen Yanchu by chance, and from that moment on, Shen Yanchu was attracted by her courage and kindness. However, Miss Shi always kept her distance from Shen Yanchu, and even often showed resistance.
For the past few days, Shen Yanchu couldn't understand why the girl was so resistant to him. He had been extremely caring and protective of her, yet she always deliberately kept her distance.
It wasn't until later, when he overheard a conversation between Miss Shi and Li Changyu, that he suddenly understood. It turned out that Miss Shi was seeking a lifelong, monogamous relationship; she longed for a pure and steadfast love.
A surge of indescribable emotion welled up in Shen Yanchu's heart. How he longed to agree to her request, to spend his life with her, and to fulfill her wishes. However, reality was like a heavy mountain, pressing down on him, making it hard for him to breathe.
He was the Prince of Xiang of Cangling Kingdom, son of Princess Qingyun, a man of noble birth. Miss Shi, on the other hand, was merely an ordinary woman of lowly status. He knew all too well that his mother would never agree to let Miss Shi become his principal wife.
His mother had always hoped that he would marry a woman of equal social standing to continue the Shen family line and consolidate the family's status. In his mother's eyes, Miss Shi was nothing more than an insignificant person, completely unworthy of her son.
Shen Yanchu was plunged into deep anguish. He didn't want to go against his mother's wishes, nor did he want to lose Miss Shi. He asked himself countless times in his heart what he should do.
Sitting in the carriage, Shen Yanchu's thoughts drifted far away, recalling every moment he had spent with Miss Shi, his heart filled with longing and sorrow. He pondered how to overcome all obstacles, to spend his life with her, and to fulfill her wish of a lifelong, monogamous relationship. However, fate seemed to love to play tricks on him; just as he was lost in his thoughts, the carriage suddenly came to a screeching halt.
Caught off guard, Shen Yanchu slammed heavily against the car wall. In that instant, excruciating pain struck, as if countless steel needles were piercing his body simultaneously. He broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, his vision blurred, and he almost fainted. It took him a long time to recover from the pain, and a question welled up in his mind: What happened?
Suppressing the pain, Shen Yanchu got up to go out and check. Just as he lifted the carriage curtain, he heard the sound of arrows slicing through the sky. The sharp whistling sound, like a death knell, sent chills down his spine. Immediately afterward, countless arrows rained down on the caravan like locusts.
Shen Yanchu's expression instantly turned serious. He knew they had been attacked. In this critical moment, he didn't hesitate for a second, immediately lowering the curtain and turning to fetch his sword. At that moment, he had only one thought in his mind: to protect the convoy and the people inside.
Outside the carriage, Li Changyu had already led his men to resist. Wielding a longsword, he moved with the agility of a valiant cheetah, weaving through the rain of arrows and deflecting each one aimed at the convoy. His men also fought bravely, engaging the enemy in fierce combat without fear.
Shen Yanchu rushed out of the carriage, sword in hand, his eyes revealing determination and courage. He quickly reached the center of the caravan and directed the others to defend themselves. His swordsmanship was superb; each strike carried a sharp and powerful aura, cutting down the incoming arrows one by one.
The rain of arrows grew denser, and the enemy's attacks became increasingly fierce. Shen Yanchu knew they had to find the enemy's weakness as soon as possible, or the consequences would be unimaginable. He parried the arrows while observing the enemy's movements. Finally, he discovered that the enemy archers were hiding on a hillside not far away.
Shen Yanchu made a decisive move and shouted to Li Changyu, "Li Changyu, you lead the men to continue holding off the arrows, I'll lead the men to deal with the archers on the hillside." With that, he flashed away and rushed towards the hillside like an arrow released from a bow.
The archers on the hillside panicked when they saw Shen Yanchu and his group charging towards them. They quickly adjusted their aim and aimed their arrows at Shen Yanchu. However, Shen Yanchu was extremely fast, and their arrows could not hit him at all.
In a few leaps, Shen Yanchu reached the hillside. Wielding his longsword, he moved with unparalleled ease, slaughtering the archers. Seeing the situation was dire, the archers turned and fled.
After dealing with the archers on the hillside, Shen Yanchu quickly returned to the convoy. By this time, Li Changyu and the others had gradually stabilized the situation. Under their tenacious resistance, the enemy's attacks began to weaken.
After a fierce battle, the enemy finally retreated. Shen Yanchu and the others breathed a sigh of relief.
Looking at the ravaged convoy, Shen Yanchu was filled with rage. Who sent them this time? Why were they so persistent?
Shen Yanchu was about to apologize to Li Changyu, but Li Changyu grabbed her and said, "Be careful of enemy attacks, protect Miss Wang!" At Li Changyu's command, the troops carried out their defense in an orderly manner.
A group of men in black surged in from all directions, each one agile and with a fierce look on their faces. Li Changyu, wielding a long sword, took the lead and engaged the men in black in fierce combat. Shen Yanchu was not to be outdone; he stood firmly in front of Miss Wang, his sword flashing so tightly that the enemy had no chance to gain the upper hand.
Led by Li Changyu and Shen Yanchu, the rest of the team also rose up in resistance. Shouts of battle and the clashing of weapons filled the air. After a fierce fight, the men in black gradually lost ground and were eventually forced to retreat.
The desolate wilderness was littered with corpses. Shen Yanchu ordered his men to dispose of them. The crowd had withstood two waves of attacks, and their men were all injured to varying degrees. Fortunately, the injuries were not serious. Shen Yanchu and Li Changyu exchanged a smile and both signaled to investigate who dared to be so audacious.
"Thank you so much, Brother Li, for saving me!" Shen Yanchu said gratefully.
“No need to be so polite. Protecting Miss Wang is our duty.” Li Changyu wiped the sweat from his face and said, “This place is not safe to stay any longer. Let’s leave quickly.”
Everyone nodded and continued on their way. With the help of her maid, Wang Jinqian managed to tidy herself up inside the carriage without any serious incident.
"Qianhua, pass on my orders to find out who attacked us just now. They must not be let off lightly. Also, send someone to find out the whereabouts of Miss Shi and the others. I'm a little worried about their safety."
Qianhua immediately accepted the order and instructed Wang Fu to carry it out. The young lady had brought fewer than five guards, and she had already informed the head of the family that the people sent by the head of the family would be arriving soon.