Chapter 102 The Dust Settles

"Cheng Ming, get out of the way!"

Everyone in the Prince Qingping's Mansion was so nervous that their hearts were in their throats. However, no matter how hard they shouted, Wen Chengming was unable to dodge the flying knife at all.

After a muffled groan, the flying knife pierced Wen Chengming's heart with incredible precision, and he staggered back two steps, covering his heart with his little hand, his face pale.

Cheng Weiyao hurried forward to check on Wen Chengming, but before she had taken two steps, she was sternly scolded by Wen Chengming: "Sister-in-law, don't come over here, there's a swamp..."

I originally thought that the dark blue water surface was just the beginning of the swamp, but I didn't expect that the black flat land with no grass was already within the scope of the swamp. The wet and soft mud under my feet made Wen Chengming feel scared.

Seeing this scene, Chen Er covered his arms and laughed out loud. He looked even more crazy than Fan Jin who passed the imperial examination. His eyes were full of pride and greed.

He had dealt Wen Chengming a fatal blow, and even Heaven had helped him by trapping him in a swamp, destroying his body and disposing of all evidence. Once the news of Wen Chengming's death reached the capital, wouldn't he be guaranteed the reward his superiors had promised him before the exiles set out?!

"I won! I won! Hahahaha, a thousand taels of gold are mine!"

A thousand taels of gold? I never thought my life was worth so much. My sister-in-law is quite the genius. Is this what the saying goes, "Man proposes, God disposes"?

Wen Chengming's face was a little lost. He looked down at his legs stuck in the swamp, and when he looked up, he gave everyone a comforting smile.

"Do your best and leave the rest to fate, sister-in-law. This is probably what the books say about fate..."

"Little One is right. If you have any last words, tell them now, or you won't have the chance later! Don't worry, your family will be down there with you soon!"

Because Wen Liyu was worried about Wen Chengming's condition and stopped beating Li Kui, the big guy quickly got up from the ground again, holding a long knife and following behind Chen Er, ready to start killing again.

Although the reward for the big fish Wen Chengming was taken first, every head of the Qingping Palace was charged, it was just a matter of how much the reward would be, and getting rich was just around the corner.

As soon as Li Kui finished speaking, the grinning figure flew backwards, and then a mouthful of bright red blood spurted out of his mouth, dripping onto the muddy ground. He gasped for breath like a dead fish and couldn't get up.

"You are so arrogant! I've said it more than once. Don't let your family suffer any harm!"

Wen Chengyun's figure appeared like a ghost at the place where Li Kui had just stood. He was dressed in white and before his toes touched the ground while performing light skills, he had already snatched the long sword from Chen Er's waist and swept it across.

Having seized the enemy's weapons without fighting, Chen Er's face changed drastically, and he didn't care about his long sword that was taken away. He hurriedly retreated to distance himself from the dangerous Wen Chengyun.

"Husband, take care of them. We will take care of my younger brother here."

The appearance of Wen Chengyun completely determined the outcome of this hunt. Cheng Weiyao felt relieved and began to organize Wen Liyu and the Imperial Noble Consort to help pull Wen Chengming out of the swamp.

"Cheng Ming, are your feet sinking? Don't move. Lean your body back and fall gently. Try to open your arms as you fall..."

Cheng Weiyao guided them step by step. The most taboo thing when falling into a swamp is to not struggle and avoid sinking deeper and deeper.

The purpose of having Wen Chengming lie flat with his arms outstretched is to disperse his weight, so that his body can float on the surface, making it easier to carry out subsequent rescue work.

"Sister-in-law, is it okay to lie down?"

Wen Liyu tied the three outer clothes into a long rope as instructed by Cheng Weiyao, and looked at Wen Chengming lying motionless in the swamp, somewhat puzzled.

"Just trust me. When the rope is thrown over, Cheng Ming, hold on tight and wait for us to pull you up."

Having Wen Chengming lie flat was intended to further expand his body's contact area with the swamp and control his sinking speed. This position would prevent him from sinking and buy time for rescue. However, at such a critical moment, Cheng Weiyao had no time to explain modern physics.

After several attempts, the rope made of the long gown was finally thrown near Wen Chengming. He reached out carefully to pull it.

According to my sister-in-law, every time you make a move, you need to give the mud enough time to flow under your limbs. You can't rush in a life-or-death situation like this. Moving quickly will only create gaps between the mud or sand, causing you to sink deeper and deeper...

"Okay, Cheng Ming is ready. Ah Yu and mother, be careful not to break it. I'll say one, two, three, and we'll pull together!"

Cheng Weiyao clenched the long rope in her hand, with some tension between her brows. When she was bored in modern times, she had seen some experiments. The experiments proved that in order to rescue the trapped people, the pulling force must be at least ten times the weight of the trapped people.

Fortunately, Wen Chengming is a teenager, young and light in weight, so it is not a problem to support one with three people, it just takes some time.

The rescue operation on Cheng Weiyao's side was in full swing, while Chen Er on the other side was facing a one-sided massacre. In terms of fists and internal strength, he was not as powerful as Wen Chengyun. He wanted to escape, but was always intercepted by Wen Chengyun's lightness skills.

After a while, his clothes were already tattered, and the exposed skin was covered with marks from being cut by a long knife. From a distance, he looked like a bloody man.

Chen Er, who was being played around like a mouse by a cat, finally couldn't stand it anymore. He simply stopped running and sat down on the ground waiting to die, still shouting.

"Kill me if you dare. What's the point of playing tricks on me? Just give me a quick death. At most, in twenty-eight years, I'll be a hero again!"

Wen Chengyun stopped not far away and gently wiped the blood off his long knife with a leaf. He smiled nonchalantly and said, "Death? That's a good deal for you. You like hunting, don't you? The fun has just begun..."

Looking at Wen Chengyun's frivolous and threatening tone, Chen Er was almost driven crazy. Everyone likes to be a hunter, but when you are really caught in the trap, it is not a pleasant feeling.

He now felt somewhat envious of the unconscious Li Kui and the other officers who had been poisoned by Ma Fei San. At least they were not caught in the act by Wen Chengyun, so their death would not be too painful.

"By the way, pretending to be dead is not a good habit, I have to change..."

Wen Chengyun followed Chen Er's gaze and looked at Li Kui, whose eyelids were trembling slightly. He swung his hand and the long knife in his hand flew out and was firmly inserted between Li Kui's legs.

"Your Majesty, spare my life!"

Li Kui sat up in shock, his legs weak and his face cold. The long knife stuck in the ground was only three inches deep, and the blade was still shaking slightly...