A masked assassin drew his sword but in an instant he was struck in the shoulder by an arrow flying out near the carriage. The immense force sent him tumbling onto the ground, throwing his whole body into the air.
He slammed hard into the tree, staggered and collapsed to the ground, and fell unconscious.
The coachman, hit by an arrow, had already fallen.
The horse, startled, began to run forward in a panic.
This was a mountain road, and the cliff was immediately ahead.
"Protect the princess!"
The guards accompanying her shouted.
However, they were obstructed by a wave of assassins descending from the sky, leaving them engaged in fierce combat.
"Hold tight!" Gu Jiao let go of the princess, placing her hand on the carriage’s handrail, "Grip it!"
"Yes!" The princess nodded nervously, her heart in her throat, but at a time of crisis, she didn’t fail. She didn’t add chaos for Gu Jiao.
She clung tightly to the handrail.
Gu Jiao peeled back the curtain and walked outside, sitting on the seat of the outer carriage, both hands grasping the reins.
She had thought about jumping off, but that would likely endanger the princess’s child, so she could only try to stop the carriage.
The cliff was getting closer and closer.
The horse seemed to have gone mad and continued to rush forward.
Gu Jiao leaped onto one of the horses, her legs clenching the horse’s belly, pulling the reins tightly. The horse raised its front hooves as the whole body stood erect, trying to throw Gu Jiao off. freeωebnovēl.c૦m
However, Gu Jiao held on tightly, without losing a bit of her grip.
Eventually, the horse was subdued. After a couple of whinnies, it stopped panting. At this time, due to inertia, the carriage swept out, its wheels slammed by the rocks, and the rear half of the carriage was hanging over the cliff.
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The carriage sways on the edge of the cliff.
"Ah-" The princess’s face turned pale. She was sitting in the carriage suspended over the cliff, and any careless move might cause her to fall off the cliff and be shattered to pieces!
"Don’t move!"
Gu Jiao said.
The princess shuddered uncontrollably, but heeded Gu Jiao’s words, trying not to flinch.
Gu Jiao carefully approached the princess, gently lifted the curtain, and reached out to the terrified princess, "Don’t be afraid, give me your hand."
The princess timidly extended her hand, but the carriage shook violently as soon as she moved, and she quickly retracted her hand.
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