The speed of the man and his horse was truly astonishing, raising clouds of dust.
The rider was clearly a man, though his face was entirely obscured.
Judging by his speed, there was no sign of it slowing as he approached the carriage, as if he intended to crash into it.
Inside the carriage was Chu Qianli.
Fu Ning, seated at the front of the carriage, instinctively wanted to dodge, but as soon as she started to move, she immediately sat back down.
To dodge was a primal instinct for survival, but the person in the carriage was the young lady; if she dodged, what would happen to her lady?
Though her body was frail, she might still be able to block.
Seeing the horse about to collide, Fu Ning, unable to get up, immediately channeled all her true qi into her palm.
Chu Minghao had not expected anyone to dare crash into his convoy.
But the speed was too great; though he was not far from Chu Qianli's carriage, he had no intention of going to her rescue.
At such a speed, being hit would mean certain death or severe injury.
Gui Tong did rush forward, but he was too far away, his speed no match for the approaching rider.
It seemed they were truly going to collide!
Just as everyone was filled with dread, the horse suddenly let out a fierce neigh.
It stopped abruptly.
It halted less than five paces from Chu Qianli's carriage.
Fu Ning subconsciously raised her hand to shield her face.
The dust still billowed, covering her face and body!
However, this person before her was truly intriguing.
His horsemanship was so refined it inspired awe! How could he stop so suddenly at such a speed?
Apart from the flying dust and the heroic aura emanating from the man on the horse, not a trace of internal energy could be felt.
Either he was not a martial artist, or he was an unfathomably powerful master!
"Second Imperial Uncle?" Upon clearly seeing the man on the horse, Chu Minghao was utterly stunned, forgetting even to pay his respects.
Second Imperial Uncle?
Prince Ling, Chu Lingyang!
Fu Ning's eyes brightened, and she immediately lowered her hand, turning to tell Chu Qianli.
Unexpectedly, Chu Qianli had already lifted the carriage curtain and leaned out.
"You... you are..."
"This humble woman is Chu Qianli." Chu Qianli was about to alight from the carriage.
Fu Ning immediately supported her.
"That jade pendant..." The man on the horse had a strange expression, seeming both excited and uneasy.
Looking at Chu Qianli, every nerve in his body was taut.
He appeared very tense.
Chu Qianli nodded, "I sent someone to deliver it to Your Highness."
"Little one, come back with this Prince!" Chu Lingyang rode closer, extending his hand to her.
"Young lady..." Fu Ning was still somewhat flustered.
After all, she had only just arrived in this place. Although Prince Ling appeared to be an upright person and not a villain,
his expression was consistently complex.
Having just arrived, Fu Ning did not know if it would be dangerous for her lady to return with him.
Chu Qianli, however, placed her hand into his outstretched palm.
"Second Imperial Uncle, what is this..." Chu Minghao finally reacted and hurried over, "Second Imperial Uncle, this Miss Chu is Imperial Nephew's..."
"She is this Prince's guest."
Chu Lingyang did not look at anyone else, his gaze fixed intently on Chu Qianli, "Little one, do you want to come?"
"I was the one who sent someone to find Your Highness, why would I not come?"
Chu Qianli showed no hesitation.
"Good, you have courage!"
Chu Lingyang tightened his arm, and Chu Qianli was immediately pulled up.
In a blink, she was on his horse.
"This Prince will take you back now!"