The Young Master's Escaping Bride Who Lost Memories

Chapter 1274: Chapter 1295: Mr. Liang Takes a Bullet for Xiaonuan 2

Liang Shaochen shouted, ”Xiaonuan, be careful!”

Xia Xiaonuan looked up and saw a gun pointed at her. Her mind went blank.

Liang Shaochen, without a moment’s hesitation, darted forward. As he was still some distance from Xiaonuan and too late to reach her, he had to use his entire body to shield her from the bullet.

Nangong Yaoling heard the sound and kicked the assassin in front of him, pulling Xiaonuan behind him by instinct.

”Bang—!” The sound of a gunshot.

However, the bullet didn’t hit, as it was intercepted by Liang Shaochen’s body.

A dagger sliced through the sky and directly pierced the throat of the man on the ground.

The man kicked out his legs.

”Young Master, Young Madam, are you all right?” Qin Yi rushed over nervously, looking at Nangong Yaoling and Xia Xiaonuan and asking.

Xia Xiaonuan fell into Nangong Yaoling’s arms, slowly coming back to her senses.

Just now, she only saw a flash of figures and a gust of wind, and before she could react, she was pulled aside by Nangong Yaoling.

And now, she saw Liang Shaochen clutching his chest, his eyes fixed intently on her.

Her whole body trembled violently.

Tears blurred her vision in an instant.

”Qiqi...” he mouthed silently, uttering the two words only she could understand.

Then, his entire body collapsed.

”Shaochen!” Nangong Zhongli screamed in heartbreak, rushing over to hold Liang Shaochen in her arms on the ground.

Minutes later, over a dozen corpses littered the ground.

Nangong Yaoling surveyed the scene before him and lowered his head, looking tensely at Xiaonuan.

”Xiaonuan, are you okay?”

Gasping, with tear-filled eyes, Xia Xiaonuan shook her head blankly.

”No... I’m fine... Shaochen... Shaochen, he...” The image of Liang Shaochen shielding her from the bullet played over in her mind, tearing her heart apart.

Shaochen, how could you be so foolish!

Before she could finish her sentence, Nangong Yaoling suddenly pulled her into a tight embrace.

The air was thick with the scent of blood.

Breathing in the familiar smell of Nangong Yaoling, Xia Xiaonuan’s heartbeat felt abnormal, her entire body cold as ice.

Scalding tears streamed down her face, and she was in complete shock.

Qin Yi rushed forward, grabbing the dying man on the ground and demanded, ”Who are you people? Who sent you?!”

”I... I killed Nangong Yaoling... avenging... avenging Yandi... he...” The man extended a hand, pointing hatefully at Nangong Yaoling, before his head tilted and he took his last breath.

”They’re Situ Yan’s men,” Qin Yi said respectfully.

Nangong Yaoling gritted his teeth.

”Damn it!”

Xia Xiaonuan remembered something and turned her head to look at the stage nearby.

On the stage, the performers had vanished without a trace.

”Get Shaochen medical help, he’s fainted!” Nangong Zhongli’s piercing scream filled the hotel hall.

”Get him to the hospital!” Nangong Yaoling ordered loudly.

”Yes, Young Master!”

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In the hospital.

Xia Xiaonuan, Nangong Yaoling, Nangong Zhongli, and others waited outside the operating room.

Nangong Zhongli sat on a nearby chair, her eyes red and swollen, caught in utter despair.

What filled her with despair wasn’t only that Liang Shaochen was critically injured, the bullet close to his heart, less than a centimeter away, now undergoing emergency surgery; what broke her even more was the fact that Liang Shaochen was hurt while saving Xia Xiaonuan.

Feeling both heartache and resentment for Liang Shaochen.