The Concubine's Evil Plan
This change in the situation brought relief to the royal guard chief and others on his side, as they realized that if the princess died, they too would perish. No matter who this young man was, everyone believed he must be on their side; otherwise, he wouldn't have helped them.
“Thank you, young master, for your… er… Why do you look so familiar?” Fu-Er hurriedly thanked the young man. But when she looked at him closely, she realized that his face was familiar.
“Respect, Mistress. Master ordered me to protect you,” Jin-Tian clasped his hands and bowed respectfully to Fu-Er.
Huh...?
“You… you’re… Jin-Tian!!?” Fu-Er exclaimed softly in disbelief. But based on the young man’s words and the familiarity she felt, she was certain it could be no one else.
“Yes, Mistress!” Jin-Tian nodded, smiling warmly at Fu-Er.