The Empress Wants a Divorce Every Day

Chapter 211: Chapter 211: Heaven Wants Her Dead

In front, Feng Qing was galloping madly on horseback. She knew how to ride, so the frantic horse was quickly controlled by her. However, although she had tamed the horse, she did not stop and continued to gallop forward.

But after speeding along for some distance, she suddenly remembered something and froze in shock.

Where is the first mountain path entrance of the Hunting Ground?

Oh no, she had forgotten about this. She should have looked at the map of the Hunting Ground first.

Thinking of this, Feng Qing couldn’t help but feel despair. She had planned so much; was she going to fail in the end?

However, just as she was feeling hopeless, she suddenly saw a fast rider in the diagonal direction galloping towards a certain direction. The person on horseback turned their head to look at her when she glanced over.

Feng Qing came to her senses; that person must have been sent by Han Moyao, so all she needed to do was follow them.

As soon as the thought occurred, Feng Qing spurred her horse and followed, with the two of them heading towards a certain place, though the distance between them was very far and no one would associate the two together.

After riding for a while, Feng Qing vaguely saw a mountain path entrance appear ahead, but the person who had led her there was already gone.

Feng Qing couldn’t help but feel overjoyed, only for the joy to suddenly surface.

In the air behind her, there was sudden lethal intent. Feng Qing’s heart tightened, and she abruptly turned her head to see several figures riding swiftly towards her.

Although Feng Qing knew these were fake assassins sent by Han Moyao to pretend to kill her, she still couldn’t help but worry.

What if Han Moyao had actually intended to silence her, so she had to make her own decisions about this matter.

As soon as the thought occurred, Feng Qing didn’t wait for the assassins to approach, and galloped straight towards the first mountain pass ahead.

With things having developed to this point, she could completely leave without Han Moyao’s help.

The assassins surrounded and killed her; she could stage a scene of being forced off a cliff by them and then use the Five Iron Claws to grab the cliff, climb up the other side, lie low, switch clothes with a man, and escape the Hunting Ground amidst the chaos.

Without any surprises, today the Royal Hunting Ground would certainly be chaotic, so she could take advantage of the confusion to leave.

Feng Qing thought as she raced towards the mountain path entrance, with the black-clad assassins relentlessly pursuing her. One of them even drew a bow and arrow, shooting straight at the galloping Feng Qing.

By this time, Feng Qing had reached the mountain pass and was preparing to jump off the cliff when she suddenly heard the sound of a swift wind from behind. Feng Qing quickly turned her head and her face changed dramatically, internally cursing Han Moyao, the ungrateful wretch.

No matter what, she had at least saved his life, and yet he planned to kill her to silence her.

As soon as the thought occurred, Feng Qing did not have time to think more and turned over from the horse, leaping downward since continuing to ride would prevent her from moving freely while falling off the cliff.

However, Feng Qing did not have martial arts skills, so her movements were not very fluid, and the sharp arrow had already shot swiftly behind her.

Feeling the sharp arrow energy behind her, Feng Qing couldn’t help but curse the heavens; was this the end for her?

But just as that arrow was about to hit her, suddenly from the shadows, a pebble shot out, piercing the wind and rain, heading straight for the long arrow.

In the blink of an eye, the pebble deflected the long arrow. Although it changed direction, the arrow still hit Feng Qing’s shoulder.

Seeing Feng Qing fall off the cliff after being hit by the arrow, the black-clad figures turned their horses away immediately. Not far behind, the guards from Prince Yong Mansion, as well as Si Qi and Si Hua, had just caught up and witnessed the scene of Feng Qing being shot off the cliff. The faces of everyone in the Prince Mansion changed, and Si Qi and Si Hua screamed in despair.

”Princess Consort.”

Multiple figures rushed directly towards the edge of the cliff.