Even women who travel through time can become prime ministers and nobles.

Chapter 540 Lone Rider's Counterattack to Rescue the Emperor

Seeing this, Scarface grinned smugly and walked towards him step by step, brandishing his ghost-head knife: "Cui Zhihao, let's see how you escape now! This day next year will be your death anniversary!"

Choi Ji-ho struggled to get up, but found that his right leg was pinned down by the horse and he couldn't move.

As he watched the scarred face draw closer, a wave of despair washed over him.

Is he really going to die here today? What about Wan Xia? What about Shen Yanzhou?

Just at this critical moment, the sound of rapid hoofbeats suddenly came from afar, accompanied by a clear female voice: "Choi Ji-ho! I'm here to help you!"

Cui Zhihao looked up and saw dust billowing in the distance as a red figure galloped towards them. The woman on horseback was dressed in a tight-fitting outfit, her long hair tied up, and she held a long sword in her hand. She was Hongying, one of the secret guards he had sent to protect Shi Wanxia.

Hongying is an orphan who was taken in by Cui Zhihao. She has superb swordsmanship and is extremely loyal to Cui Zhihao and Shi Wanxia.

She was originally ordered to lie in ambush outside the Qin residence, but when she saw Cui Zhihao being ambushed, she rushed over immediately.

"You bitch, you dare to join in the fun!"

Scarface snorted coldly and turned to face Hongying.

Hongying's eyes were sharp. Without wasting words with him, she swung her longsword straight at the scarred man's throat.

Scarface was surprised by the woman's swordsmanship. He hurriedly swung his sword to block, but was forced to retreat repeatedly by Hongying's sword moves.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Choi Ji-ho pushed away the horse carcass that was pressing on his legs and struggled to get up.

Although he was injured, his eyes remained firm. He gripped his sword tightly and charged towards the men in black.

With Hongying's help, the situation was instantly reversed.

Hongying's swordsmanship was agile and graceful, while Cui Zhihao's swordsmanship was fierce and domineering. The two cooperated perfectly, and the men in black fell one by one until only Scarface remained.

Scarface was beaten back step by step, feeling both shocked and furious.

He didn't expect Choi Ji-ho to be so good at fighting even when he was injured, and he certainly didn't expect such a powerful woman to suddenly appear.

"Just wait for me!"

Scarface knew that continuing the fight would only bring him trouble, so he feinted with his sword and turned to run away.

"Want to run?"

Cui Zhihao snorted coldly and threw the sword in his hand.

The sword whistled through the air and pierced Scarface's back with pinpoint accuracy. Scarface screamed in agony and collapsed to the ground, his eyes wide open in death.

After dealing with all the men in black, Hongying immediately ran to Cui Zhihao's side and supported him: "Young Master, how are you? Are you badly injured?"

Cui Zhihao shook his head, his face pale, but he still asked anxiously, "How is the Qin family? Where is the young lady?"

"The girl is alright."

Hongying quickly said, "I just saw Madam run out of the secret passage outside the Qin residence. Uncle Qin was killed by the traitor while trying to cover Madam's escape."

"The young lady should be waiting for you in the alley outside the mansion."

Hearing that Shi Wanxia was alright, Cui Zhihao finally felt half relieved, but when he heard that Qin Bo had died, he felt a pang of sadness again.

Uncle Qin was an old man in the Qin family, and he was kind and honest. Unexpectedly, he died protecting Wanxia.

"Let's go find the girl quickly." Cui Zhihao struggled to move forward, but a sharp pain shot through his right leg, and he almost fell.

Hongying quickly helped him up: "Young master, your leg is injured. Let me help you onto the horse."

Just as the two were helping their horses up, preparing to go find Shi Wanxia, ​​a deafening battle cry suddenly came from afar, much more intense than the fighting at the Qin residence earlier, and was also mixed with the "thump-thump" sound of battering rams hitting the city gate.

Cui Zhihao's expression changed drastically: "This is bad! It's from the direction of the palace! Prince Rongyang must have breached the west gate!"

Hongying was also anxious: "Young master, what should we do now? Should we go find the young lady, or go back to the palace to save the emperor?"

Choi Ji-ho was torn between two conflicting emotions. On one hand, there was his beloved, who had just escaped danger; on the other hand, there was the Crown Prince and the palace, both in imminent peril, as well as the safety of the entire capital.

He recalled Shi Wanxia's smile before she left, her trust in him, Shen Yanzhou's entrustment, and the imperial guards who died protecting the crown prince.

"Hongying, go and find me a girl."

Choi Ji-ho gritted his teeth and made a decision, "Tell her that I must return to the palace to save the emperor, and that I will definitely go to find her after the rebellion is quelled."

"Tell her to find a safe place to hide and not come out."

"Son!"

Hongying was stunned. "You're injured. It's too dangerous for you to go back to the palace alone!"

"No time!"

Cui Zhihao's eyes were firm. "Once the palace is breached, His Majesty and His Highness the Crown Prince will be in danger. The entire capital will be plunged into war, and Wanxia will not be safe either."

"Go find her quickly and make sure she is protected!"

After saying that, he mounted his horse, ignoring the pain in his leg, turned the horse around, and galloped towards the palace.

Hongying watched his retreating figure, her eyes reddening, but she dared not delay and immediately ran towards the alley outside the Qin residence to search for Shi Wanxia's whereabouts.

At that moment, Shi Wanxia was hiding in a corner of an alley, clutching the copper whistle given to her by Cui Zhihao, listening to the shouts of battle coming from the direction of the palace, her heart filled with worry.

Has Choi Ji-ho arrived? Is he in danger?

Just then, footsteps suddenly came from the alley entrance. Shi Wanxia was delighted, thinking it was Cui Zhihao, and quickly looked up.

But what came into view was not Cui Zhihao's figure, but several masked men dressed in black. The leader held a long sword in his hand and stared at her with a sinister look in his eyes.

"Lord Shi, we meet again."

The masked man in the lead spoke, his voice hoarse; it was the same masked man who had chased her outside the Qin residence earlier!

Shi Wanxia's heart sank, and she turned to run away.

But the masked man was prepared. He waved his hand, and his men immediately surrounded her, blocking her way.

"Lord Shi, stop running."

The masked man sneered and approached step by step, "Cui Zhihao went to the palace to rescue the emperor, so he probably can't take care of you."

"Come with us. You are our most important bargaining chip."

Shi Wanxia gripped the hairpin tightly, her eyes resolute: "I will not go with you!"

"Then don't blame us for being impolite!" the masked man sneered, waving his hand to signal his men to make their move.

Just then, the sound of horses' hooves suddenly came from the alley entrance, and Hongying rode in on horseback: "Miss, I've come to save you!"

The masked man's expression changed; he hadn't expected anyone to come to Shi Wanxia's rescue.

Without saying a word, Hongying drew her sword and rushed forward, engaging the masked man in fierce combat.

Shi Wanxia took the opportunity to back away, trying to find a chance to escape.

But just then, she suddenly felt a chill behind her as a long sword was pressed against her back.

"do not move."

A cold voice rang in her ear.

Shi Wanxia froze, slowly turning around to see a person in a black cloak standing behind her. The cloak's hood obscured his face, revealing only a strange smile playing on his lips.

"Who are you?" Shi Wanxia's voice trembled.

The man in black did not answer, but simply reached out, snatched the brass whistle from her hand, and blew it.

"Di-di-di-di-"

A crisp whistle rang out in the alley, exactly the same sound as the brass whistle that Cui Zhihao had given her!