As night falls, lights are lit in the palace, and brilliant light shines through the glass lampshades.
The queen sat on the warm couch drinking tea and eating snacks, and sent a male servant to the Pink Palace to summon the director. Biyun sat aside, feeling a little worried, not knowing whether the director had written down the recipe.
The page stumbled in, panicking, and yelled, "Queen, this is terrible! There's a fire in the Pink Palace!"
Biyun stood up in shock and asked, "Has the director come out yet?"
"I haven't seen the director. I guess he's still inside..." The waiter lowered his head trembling with fear.
The Queen also stood up, leaning on the handrail. "Hurry, send someone to rescue the Director! Mobilize personnel from the nearby palaces to help! Seal the palace gates, and no one is allowed to leave!"
"yes."
The male servant took the order and left, going to various palaces to convey the queen's will, and then ran to the guard post at the palace gate. He slipped and fell, and when he got up, his legs were bleeding. He gritted his teeth and couldn't stand up.
Two male servants happened to pass by, and seeing that they were rushing to help Pink, he grabbed one of them by the robe and said, "Young man on duty, the Queen has sent a message, but I didn't expect to be pulled and can't stand up for a while. Could you please help me and go to the palace gate and tell the guards to close it and not allow anyone in or out?"
"...Well...Okay, I'll pass on the message for you first, and then I'll go help you later."
"Thank you, young man. You can go now. Don't worry about me." The waiter sat aside, enduring the pain and breathing a sigh of relief. Fortunately, someone passed by and helped.
The male servant who was supposed to deliver the message went to the palace gate, but stopped not far away and did not go over to deliver the message. He seemed to be waiting for something. After a while, two more male servants ran over.
"Your Highness, everything is ready."
Gu Zhen was the one who had just been grabbed by the male servant to help pass on the message. After Song Jiaren was taken out by Shitou, he ran to the palace gate and was stopped by several guards. "Who are you?"
Gu Zhen gasped for breath, then spoke incoherently, "There's a fire... The Queen has sent everyone to help... The Pink Palace is where the Director lives, and the Director is still inside... If we can't rescue him, the Queen will punish him!"
The guards at the gate were all shocked. "A fire? But... who will guard the palace gate if we leave?"
"Well, leave a few of you to guard the palace gate, and the rest of you go and rescue the director! Hurry up, or it will be too late! Can you bear the punishment from the queen?" Gu Zhen's words of pleading for help and intimidation made them lose their minds. They could only hurriedly leave a few people to guard the gate, and the others ran towards the Pink Palace.
As they left, the remaining people came to their senses and asked in confusion, "Why don't you go back?"
Shitou had quietly sneaked up from behind at some point, and he and Gu Zhen easily knocked down several women guarding the gate.
"Let's go."
The Pink Palace was burning with a red flame that illuminated the sky. Everyone was trying their best to move the precious items in the palace. No one who went in and out saw the director.
"The director is not in the hall." A male servant replied with a dusty face after searching for a few times.
The beads held in the queen's hand fell to the ground, and no one dared to breathe loudly, for fear that the queen would vent her anger on them.
Biyun couldn't explain how she felt. It was good that she escaped, so she didn't have to translate the Queen's words for her every day. But the Queen would definitely not give up if she didn't get the recipes for hot pot and instant noodles.
As expected, the Queen said in a gloomy tone, "Send a message to Yin Guangfa immediately, telling him that we have the tiger talisman and there is no need to wait any longer."
Biyun frowned, suppressed the depression in her heart, and replied "Yes."
The director's escape this time completely angered Her Majesty the Queen. Originally, after getting the tiger talisman, she did not contact Lord Yin of China. She wanted to wait for the opportunity and use the tiger talisman to cut off the source of the problem when other neighboring countries issued a declaration of war to China again. Unexpectedly, the Queen was furious and contacted Lord Yin directly.
Lord Yin has 30,000 elite soldiers, plus 60,000 from their country. If the tiger talisman can mobilize 30,000 Chinese troops, even if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is brave and good at fighting, and has outstanding strategies, he will win without fighting.
Gu Zhen and Shitou ran all the way with Song Jiaren, and finally stopped at the border of Wusun Kingdom. Twenty thousand soldiers set up camp there. When they saw His Royal Highness the Crown Prince returning with his men, they immediately packed up and returned to the camp overnight.
After just a few days, Song Jiaren returned to the camp and found everything so familiar that she felt at ease, as if she had returned home.
After washing up, he rolled around on the couch and sighed comfortably, "It's better to be back. I couldn't even sleep well in Wusun Country."
She never dared to sleep soundly. She would wake up at the slightest sound and prick up her ears to see if someone was coming to kill her.
Now that I'm back with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, I finally don't have to worry anymore.
Gu Zhen undressed and took off his coat. After washing up, he lay down on the outside and turned his head to look at her. "Do you know who kidnapped you?"
Song Jiaren recalled it, but still had no impression and shook her head, "I don't know."
"It was Changfeng. He kidnapped you."
"Is he from the Wusun Kingdom?"
"no."
"Then... why did you take me to the Wusun Kingdom?" Song Jiaren had never offended him, right? Although Changfeng did ignore her, it wasn't to this extent.
Gu Zhen told her that he saw Changfeng, who was only breathing his last breath, in the dungeon of the Wusun Kingdom. His legs were broken and he was kneeling on the ground. He could not see anything, his wrists were locked with two chains, his clothes were torn and bloodstained, and his hair was disheveled.
He just walked closer and took a few looks, then asked the stone to release him from the dungeon, threw him into a farmer's house, and left him with dozens of taels of silver.
After Shitou came back, he said that Changfeng had been crying all the time, and when his tears dried up, he apologized in a hoarse voice. He said that he was bewitched and did not want to die a good death. He actually believed the words of the Queen of Wusun. He originally wanted Song to leave His Highness and promised to let Song live a good life with no worries about food and clothing. He did not expect that they were so ambitious and wanted Song to hand over the hot pot and instant noodles recipes and then kill her to silence her.
Song Jiaren is not a saint. She can't say the words of forgiveness. She just stares at the curtain on the couch silently. She feels no sympathy or pity for Changfeng who is in such a situation. No one wants to let danger stay around them.
Gu Zhen didn't know how to comfort her for a moment, his mood was very complicated, he could only lean over and press a kiss on her forehead, "Go to sleep, it's all over."
He turned off the lights and let her lie beside him and fall asleep peacefully. The dark circles under her eyes were particularly noticeable, and her face looked tired as she slept under the moonlight. He carefully hugged her and held her in his arms.
When she woke up in the morning, Song Jiaren found herself sleeping in the arms of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. The warm embrace made her sleep very soundly.
"Awake?" Gu Zhen's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like he hadn't slept all night. His hand was still around Song Jiaren's shoulders.
Song Jiaren asked doubtfully, "You didn't sleep all night? Why? Is it because of Changfeng that you're worried?"
Could it be that he didn't sleep well because he was worried about Changfeng? Although she couldn't forgive Changfeng, if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was really worried about him, he could take him back. As long as she didn't see him, she wouldn't care that much.
Gu Zhen tapped her plump forehead and said, "Except for you, no one else's affairs can keep me awake."
"I thought you felt sorry for Changfeng's current situation, but if that's the case, then you can take him back, but keep him away from me and have someone watch over him, otherwise I won't be able to sleep well." Song Jiaren muttered, feeling unhappy.
Gu Zhen sighed that she was so cautious, afraid that he would be sad and upset, and felt a little distressed. "Of course not. I don't feel safe putting you in danger. I couldn't sleep because I couldn't eat or sleep well during the days you were away from me. I often woke up in my sleep, worried that you would get hurt. Now that you are back, I am happy, but I am not good at expressing it. So I wanted to take a good look at you while you were asleep to make sure you are really back."
Song Jiaren felt a slight pain in her heart, and a bit sad. It was the first time she saw the Crown Prince, who was so cold and arrogant that he didn't say a word even when he was injured and bleeding, showing such a frightened expression.
He was actually afraid that it was just a dream, so he guarded it carefully all night.
Being able to receive such careful care and gentle affection, she actually thought of running away with the money and parting ways with him after he got a princess.
Faced with his sincere feelings, she was somewhat moved. Could she be bolder and try to believe that he could give her the kind of feelings she wanted?
Song Jiaren tried to reach out and hold his face, "Don't worry, you saved me." After saying that, she leaned forward and gently kissed him on his dry lips.
Gu Zhen's breathing suddenly became rapid. He turned over and pressed her down, turning defense into offense, igniting a prairie fire.
"Cough cough cough." Another deliberate cough came from outside the tent.
Gu Zhen reluctantly let go of her rosy lips.
"It's probably General Luo. You should sleep a little longer. I'll have breakfast brought over shortly."
Song Jiaren's face flushed from the kiss, and she nodded shyly, "I know, go quickly, General Luo will cough his lungs out in a while."
Gu Zhen covered her with the quilt, got up from the bed and dressed, "I'll go out first."
"Yeah, go ahead."
Luo Wenhao outside the tent was nervous and digging his toes on the ground in embarrassment. He knew that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had just rescued Song and must have a lot to say, but he still interrupted him at this time.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince must be very annoyed.
The heavy door curtain was lifted, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince came out wearing a cotton robe.
He was a little surprised that His Highness looked normal and calm.
"What's the matter?" Gu Zhen asked calmly.
Luo Wenhao was stunned for a moment, then realized that His Highness hadn't blamed him, so he replied, "Two people requested to see Your Highness and the Song family. They were found at the camp gate before dawn. One was seriously injured, and the other had minor flesh wounds. They said they were masked men from Bianchu Town, named Lingyun and Lingchen."
Gu Zhen raised his eyebrows in surprise. Why were they here?
"Take them to the hospital for treatment first and settle them down. I will follow."
Song Jiaren lay down for a while and then got up. Seeing that the Crown Prince had come back and seemed to have something to say, she washed up, put on her clothes and waited for him to speak.
"Do you remember the time I took you to jump off a cliff, when we were chased by men in black, and before that, they kidnapped you?"
"I remember, what's wrong?" That time she also met a brother who had a similar temperament to her, and a man with a expressionless face that was even colder than His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.
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