Chapter 252 Kidnapping

In Yu's study, on Long Teng's desk, memorials were scattered all over the floor, teacups were broken into pieces, and the tea flowed down the slope of the floor into a thin stream, forming a puddle of water stains.

Wen Zhiheng lowered his brows and said nothing.

"Didn't you swear to get rid of Pei Luoshu? Why haven't you taken any action yet? And what happened to Old Nine?"

Wen Zhiheng replied calmly.

"Your Majesty, didn't you ask me to put this matter aside for now?"

"you…"

The emperor suddenly remembered that day, he seemed to have said something like this.

"Okay, from now on, Pei Luoshu must not be allowed to stay, no matter what method you use."

Wen Zhiheng bowed.

"I obey your order."

"and…"

"How do we get Lao Jiu out of here?"

"Your Majesty, you only need to find one of Uncle Ninth Prince's subordinates and say that this was done by his subordinates and that Uncle Ninth Prince was deceived and had no knowledge of the matter."

His Majesty sighed.

"The more noble they are, the more we need to investigate thoroughly. If we just give them a perfunctory answer, I'm afraid the ministers will not accept it."

Suddenly, a eunuch came outside the door with an urgent report.

"Uncle Nine was kidnapped from the Imperial City Prison."

"What?"

The emperor fell down on the dragon throne, and the red brush in his hand was broken into two pieces.

"This idiot."

Now the streets of Kyoto were crowded with soldiers, walking in a hurry with stern expressions, as if something big had happened.

Chen Shiyi took Bailing to the teahouse to listen to an opera. Seeing this situation, his eyes gradually became solemn.

She quickly said to Bailing.

"Let's hurry back, I'm afraid the weather is going to change."

After saying that, he hurried downstairs with Bailing. Unexpectedly, when he turned the corner, he felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck and fainted instantly.

When I woke up again, my neck was sore and swollen that I could hardly lift my head. My eyes were dim and I struggled to blink several times before I could barely see the faint light in front of me.

The light was dim, and I could only vaguely see that it was a square room with a few simple, everyday tables and chairs placed in it. On the square table, a bean-sized candle was burning quietly, not moving at all. It seemed that this was a hidden secret room.

Her hands and feet were tied tightly with thick ropes, making her unable to move.

She licked the corners of her dry mouth, lowered her eyes slightly, but looked around vigilantly.

Suddenly, the door opened and a tall man in black walked towards her.

When she looked up, she found that it was an acquaintance.

Long Muchuan raised the corner of his eye and asked jokingly.

"How does it feel to be kidnapped?"

Chen Shiyi's eyes were calm.

"How about you give it a try?"

Long Muchuan smiled.

"You still have the energy to joke with me. I guess you think it's exciting, right?"

Chen Shiyi looked at him coldly without saying a word.

Long Muchuan likes her prickly look the most.

He opened the wrapped object on the table and found a fragrant roast chicken.

"Are you hungry? Want to eat something?"

Chen Shiyi asked softly.

"Is there any water? I'm so thirsty."

"Okay, wait a minute, I'll pour it for you."

After saying that, he poured a bowl of tea from the teapot on the table and carefully fed it to Chen Shiyi.

Chen Shiyi took two sips and then shook his head, not wanting to drink anymore.

"How can I eat if you don't untie me?"

Long Muchuan said with a smile.

"Should I untie your hands? Don't think about it. Why don't you have any self-awareness about being a hostage?"

"I'm not running."

Long Muchuan raised the corners of his mouth.

"Yes, you won't run away, but if you get the slightest chance, you will kill me."

Long Muchuan pointed at the scattered things on the table.

"Come, take a closer look. The dagger hidden in the sleeve, the steel needle stuck in the bun, the soft sword wrapped around the waist, the thin wire under the hem of the clothes, and the poison stuffed in the purse... Even the dead are not as well prepared as you. If I let you go, who knows what else I haven't found yet!"

Chen Shiyi's ears turned slightly red.

"I'm just afraid of dying."

Long Muchuan sat beside her, looking at her and smiling.

"We haven't had a good conversation in a long time. Every time we talk, we are always in such a hurry and you always guard against me like a thief."

"Well, you're not a good person either, so I have to be on guard against you."

Long Muchuan sighed.

"Sure enough, when people are sober, they are too rational and too ruthless."

Chen Shiyi nodded.

"People should be more sober. Although most of the drunken words are from the heart, they are just regrets that cannot be realized and should not be taken seriously."

Long Muchuan's voice suddenly lowered.

"Eleven, I have always wanted to treat you as a friend. I think we share the same suffering and we can sympathize with each other in the future."

"We share the same suffering? What do you mean by that?"

"Eleven, we all grew up in hardships. The ordinary meals of others are the warmth that we can only dream of but cannot reach..."

The candlelight in the room shed tears. Chen Shiyi sat on a stool, listening quietly to Long Muchuan talking about his sad past.

He had a low voice and would choke up a few times when talking about sad things. Sometimes he would smile, but in the end, all that was left was confusion and helplessness.

"I am different from you, Uncle Ninth Prince. You have had your mother to take care of you since you were young. You have someone to protect you from the wind and rain. You are just unwilling to accept this in your life. They have a father who is an emperor, and so do you. Why do they have it and you don't? You are just jealous and unwilling to accept it."

"So, in a murder case full of loopholes, you chose to believe the words of a stranger instead of your elder brother who taught and nurtured you. Ask yourself, is he really that kind of person? If he really wanted you to be his knife, he would have taken time out of his busy schedule to feed you medicine personally and personally watch over the servants so that they would not bully you. There is no need for him to do these things. He just treats you as his own brother."

"Have you ever thought that when he said your biological mother was of a low rank, he was not trying to poison your mother, but was trying to ask the emperor to raise her rank?"

Long Muchuan's pupils suddenly shrank.

Chen Shiyi's words instantly enlightened him.

Thinking of something, he fell silent again.

Chen Shiyi continued speaking.

"Do you know how lucky you are? When you were in despair, someone came to help you, but it was different for me. When I was most desperate, I saved myself. I never expected others to give to me, but as long as others give me a little warmth, I am willing to repay them with gratitude."

"Do you still remember the time they saved you? The medicine they gave you was the one that Pei Luoshu's mother hadn't finished taking. Somehow, they saved your life again."

Long Muchuan's eyes were filled with shock, and then he sighed.

"Eleven, am I too greedy and selfish?"

"You're not selfish, but I don't see you planning anything for yourself."

Long Muchuan laughed lightly.

"How do you know I don't have plans for myself?"

"If you really had a plan for yourself, why didn't you leave yourself a way out and then put yourself in jail?"

"So I am greedy?"

"It's true that you are greedy. Who doesn't have a greedy heart? With so many temptations, how many people can resist?"

"Your words are so nice, and they make me feel satisfied."

"Look, I just said a few nice words and you were satisfied. It shows that what you are greedy for is not gold, silver, or wealth, but the sincere concern of others."

"It's just a few words, spoken casually, but it can't be bought with money. Isn't that ridiculous?"