"Your Highness! Miss Qin said..."
Wei Xiao came sprinting through the heavy rain, his momentum causing him to splash three-foot-high waves as he turned the corner. He saw the Prince clutching a young woman in his arms, a paper umbrella lying askew and abandoned nearby.
As his eyes adjusted and he recognized the woman’s face, the young guard’s heart leapt with joy. In his haste to approach, he tripped over the sword hilt at his waist, his arms flailing and scattering a spray of mud. "Weimo! You’re not dead!"
Chapter 78