Rebirth: The Journey of an Heiress novel Chapter 664

Chapter 664: Chapter 661: Visiting Friends_1

She did not know how long she could hide relying on these Hidden Guards...

Knowing that the Patrol Camp was here to catch her, instead of being trapped in this Dadu City... living like a caged beast, trembling and hiding, it was better to face the blade head-on. If she lost her life, so be it; she could go to the Netherworld to accompany her father, and perhaps her mother, too. It would be good for the whole family to be together.

Thinking of this, Liu Ruofu decided she did not want to run anymore. She said in a hoarse voice, "Forget it, you can put me down!"

"Commandery Princess?" The Hidden Guard was quite shocked.

"You all should escape!" Liu Ruofu said calmly. "If one of you can escape, that’s one less life to lose. As long as they catch me, the Crown Prince won’t search the entire city. You can go home." _{ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com}

The Hidden Guard team looked at Liu Ruofu in surprise. "Commandery Princess, we are the Liu family’s death warriors. King Xian ordered... should he be captured or killed, we must recognize you as our master and protect you with our lives to ensure your safe exit from the city."

The sense of desolation in Liu Ruofu’s heart was as painful as shards of ice cutting into her heart. "Knowing we are already at a dead end, why struggle painfully? If you could truly sacrifice your lives to get me out of the city safely, would we still need to wait here for five days? Surely, the city gates in all directions are being strictly searched. Enough... if such is my fate, then I accept it! You need not die with me!"

Liu Ruofu struggled to stand on the ground, holding onto the arm of the leading Hidden Guard...

The freshly risen moon was bright and white, illuminating Liu Ruofu’s pale, bloodless features. She felt the sticky blood flow under her skirt gushing down in waves. Gritting her teeth, she restrained herself and spoke, "Since you acknowledge me as your master, I order you... not to mind me and to immediately run for your lives. Do not rescue me! From now on... live well! Go! Father is dead, and mother may no longer be here, either. Living has no meaning for me; I’d rather join them."

The Liu family’s Hidden Guards looked at each other, completely at a loss.

They were trained from childhood as death warriors, meant to sacrifice their lives for their master. Now the master was telling them to each escape without minding her and to live well.

Liu Ruofu heard the sound of the approaching troops growing closer, like rolling thunder. She roared, "This is an order!"

These Liu family Hidden Guards, if they didn’t take her... they all could escape.

The leader of the Hidden Guard team saw Liu Ruofu’s determination to die and noticed her skirt was still bleeding profusely. The bleeding speed... if she fled with them, she might not survive the journey. On the contrary, if captured... the Imperial Court might send someone to treat Liu Ruofu, saving her life, and they could seize the opportunity to break her out later.

The leader of the Hidden Guard team clasped his fists and acknowledged. He gave Liu Ruofu a deep look and said, "Retreat!"

With that, the leader leaped onto the rooftop and vanished into the night.

The remaining Hidden Guards hesitated for a moment before following and disappearing into the night.

Liu Ruofu stood in the courtyard. She saw torches flickering and chaotic flames appearing suddenly outside the earthen-stone wall. The black wooden door, already peeling and unsteady, was kicked open.

The soldiers of the Patrol Camp, drawing their swords, rushed into the courtyard and saw Liu Ruofu standing alone in the yard.

Lu Ping, with his hand on the sword at his waist, looked around and, seeing no ambush, finally set his eyes on Liu Ruofu.

Liu Ruofu’s face bore the calm of one prepared to die. She sneered, "The winner takes all. My father lost... you can take my life as you wish!"

The flames from the torches swayed with the wind, casting Liu Ruofu in fleeting light and shadow. Blood gushed from her, quickly soaking her vermillion skirt into a deep red. Yet, she stood straight, refusing to bend over in pain, not willing to lower her noble head.