An Zhengnan didn't stop until they were more than two miles away from the Capital City. By now, the whole city had turned into ruins, and the casualties weren't small at all, considering that there were Imperial Knights and some citizens on the outskirts of the city who ended up becoming victims to the massacre.
It was truly like Wang Ze and Ouyang Feiyang's style. They would rather kill the wrong person than let the culprit escape.
"Princess, are you okay?" An Zhengnan had been carrying Ouyang Xueqing on his back for the whole day and now, night had descended. He managed to find a secluded place deep in the forest where it was close to the water source.
His face was pale and exhaustion was evident between his brows. Not only his legs were broken, he also had numerous broken ribs and internal injuries that were currently healing but because he strained himself to escape, it all tore open once again, staining his robes crimson.
