The man's face was pale, with blood staining the corners of his mouth and much of his body. He looked utterly bedraggled. The woman beside him, however, was graceful and strikingly beautiful. Her bright yellow dress immediately revealed her identity at a glance, though it had suffered some damage.
"Yellow-robed Woman?" Song Qingshu was somewhat surprised. The Yellow-robed Woman's martial arts were nearly on par with a grandmaster's. How had she ended up in such a sorry state?
The man beside her also looked somewhat familiar. Song Qingshu stared at him for a while before finally realizing that he was the Crown Prince. Back when he had been Crown Prince, he had been full of spirit, dressed impeccably every day. He was utterly different from the disheveled prisoner before him.
Song Qingshu only needed one look to know that the Yellow-robed Woman had specifically come to the palace to rescue the Crown Prince. However, the guards had discovered them, trapping them in a siege. Judging by the situation, she had suffered serious injuries, while the Crown Prince was even worse off and seemed close to death.
"Let's see where you can run now!" A bewitching figure streaked through the air in several afterimages, landing directly in front of the pair. Another petite figure appeared behind them, sealing off their escape route.
"You two old monsters have thrown Great Song's order into chaos. First you murdered the Emperor, then you tried to murder the Crown Prince. Even if I die today, Great Song's righteous men will never let you off!" The Yellow-robed Woman glared with wide eyes, her voice filled with grief and fury.
The bewitching figure let out a tinkling laugh. "I was never from some righteous sect. I've killed so many people that I don't care about earning a