Chapter 2021: Extra Story 3: Facing a Calamity

One against three, Wufu completely took out the three men, her entire energy drained, with numerous new wounds, compounded by the internal injury from earlier, she felt utterly emptied, trembling continuously.

Her abdomen ached faintly, and Wufu furrowed her brow, her shaking hand brushing over it back and forth, trying to calm the child inside.

After just catching her breath a bit, Wufu’s body froze as she perked her ears, hearing distant clamors from the mountain below approaching.

"Damn it, when will it end!" Wufu cursed.

She looked around, grabbing her short sword that had fallen to the ground, glanced around once more, supported by the sword, she created a chaotic trail in one direction before retreating in the opposite direction.

She was exhausted, her abdomen was acting strange, she couldn’t fight anymore, even if she did, victory was impossible, she could only run, she couldn’t let them capture her to threaten Ah Jiu.

Cradling her abdomen, she endured the pain, drawing sharp breaths as she hurried forward.

When she stepped onto a patch of grass, Wufu sensed something amiss, damn, it was empty underneath.

She tried to pull her foot back, but it was too late, as her foot missed, she tilted and tumbled down, constantly rolling. Before Wufu lost consciousness, the words of that Miss He from the past flashed before her eyes.

The Princess Consort has a calamity to face, whether she can escape it depends on fate!

Is this what it refers to?

After Wufu left, a pair of armored soldiers arrived at the scene where she fought earlier. Among them, one wore a prominent cap, with plumes denoting his rank.

The young general of Song Cheng, with a stern, hard face, observed the chaos here: one man died from a sword wound, another with a pierced throat, and the last had his neck twisted.

He pressed his lips together, feeling both annoyed and regretful that she had escaped once again.

Despite his annoyance, a faint admiration and appreciation emerged — he had heard that the Princess Consort of Jin was with child, yet even in such circumstances, she continually managed to escape alone, time and again.

This woman, just how formidable was she, and how much energy did she possess, she continuously refreshed his perception of her, ever since their first encounter, he had been outmaneuvered by her.

Song Cheng gave a self-deprecating smile.

"General, this way." A soldier pointed to the misleading trail Wufu had deliberately left.

Song Cheng approached, saying, "Pursue."

No matter how strong she was, she was only human, and moreover, she was pregnant. After such an intense battle, she must have reached the end of her rope.

Everyone followed him in the chase.

An hour later, yet another person arrived at the scene, a boy of merely fourteen or fifteen, tall and sturdy, his youthful face still looked indifferent.

After examining the corpses, he stood up, his amber eyes surveyed the surroundings, his thin lips pressed into a straight line.

Suddenly, his gaze fixed on a tree, he walked over, staring at the subtle trace markings, and spoke in a deep voice, "Master."

This was the Wolf Child Xiao Qi, whom Wufu found in the Cloud Realm, now grown into a youth over the years.

The markings were left by the master, she must have gone this way.

Xiao Qi ignored the wounds on his body, sniffed the air, using his keen sense of smell to track Wufu’s unique scent, swiftly dashed into the forest, like a nimble wild wolf, pursuing in Wufu’s direction, faster, striving to catch up with the master.

The sky gradually darkened, the mountain woods returned to calm, with only the faint scent of blood and disarray, evidence someone had been there.

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