Chapter 69: Qin Yanheng's life is in danger during his trip to Jiangnan
The night rain was drizzling, drops hitting the bluestone slabs.
There was no one on the road, only a few lanterns swaying gently under the eaves, and the shadows of the lights flickered and were reflected on the ground.
"drive--"
The horse's hooves galloped, and a corner of the young man's black and gold brocade robe was revealed under his nightgown. He waved the whip, squeezed his legs together, leaned forward and rushed forward.
The rain was getting heavier, blurring my vision.
A flash of white light streaked across the sky, instantly illuminating the entire room, making people feel extremely uneasy.
Luo Qingling sat on a low couch, looking sideways at the half-open stained glass window. Outside the courtyard, raindrops fell slantingly, and amidst the thunder and lightning, there was another burst of crying and shouting - it was the people from the governor's mansion mourning Su Lu Ning.
After Su Luning's sudden death, Qin Yanheng immediately ordered the city to be sealed off and was currently on horseback searching for the demon within. Luo Qingling wanted to follow him, but Qin Yanheng told her to wait for him inside the governor's mansion, citing the heavy rain as a pretext for not getting wet.
Outside, several secret guards wielded knives, their blades gleaming with a sharp, white light in the night. Luo Qingling glanced at them secretly. They were the men Qin Yanheng had left behind to protect her before he left.
Now, the restraint of the Golden Dragon Sword disappeared quietly at some point, and the two of them could not sense the distance between each other. At the moment, Luo Qingling had no idea where Qin Yanheng had gone.
Sitting in the room, feeling inexplicably anxious, Luo Qingling raised his hand and called for help.
Seeing this, one of the guards hurried forward and bowed, "Madam Luo, what important instructions do you have?"
"Your Highness has been gone for so long, have you found any news?" Luo Qingling asked several times within half an hour, and the answer he got was that the Young Prince was still patrolling the city.
Patrolling the city...can you find any monsters?
The rain got heavier and heavier, and the accumulated water flooded the steps.
Another place, the wilderness outside the city.
The horse's hooves suddenly stopped. Qin Yanheng, who was supposed to be patrolling the city, was now sitting on the horse's back. His left palm was facing up, and a short sword was suspended in his palm. The tip of the sword swayed rapidly from side to side, with the amplitude becoming smaller and smaller, and finally stopped with a "ding" sound.
Qin Yanheng narrowed his eyes, sneered, and then looked in the direction of the sword tip, and everything became clear in his mind.
When he found the Li Huo Shu buried under the stone pestle in the mine that day, he guessed that the inexplicable evil spirit that had appeared in the capital in the past few months must be related to the Li Huo Shu. Not only that, the prince died suddenly in bed for no reason three years ago, which must have been done by the owner behind the Li Huo Shu.
Half an hour ago, in order to avoid arousing suspicion, he slipped out of the city on the pretext of patrolling the city to catch monsters. His goal was to get those rockets.
"Gee!" Qin Yanheng whipped the horse and galloped away.
The rain continued to pour, and with the sound of horse hooves, the young man rode his horse alone in the rain, heading straight towards the mine.
The closer they got to the mine, the stronger the evil spirit became. Qin Yanheng rode his horse at full speed to the cave entrance, then dismounted and jumped into the dark mine without hesitation.
The stench of the monster hit him in the face. There was no light in the entire cave, only a ray of night light from above his head shone in, bringing raindrops onto Qin Yanheng's face. The icy rain slid into his neck, soaking his black and gold brocade robe.
He didn't care about his current embarrassment, and threw out a few talismans to try to suppress the strong demonic energy.
Unexpectedly, the talisman paper flew into the air, but was unexpectedly stopped by something. It turned back and stabbed directly at Qin Yanheng with such speed and killing intent. Qin Yanheng immediately stepped back two steps and waved the talisman paper away with a flick of his sleeve.
Qin Yanheng had a hunch that something was wrong, so he tiptoed out of the mine. Just as he was about to get on his horse, he looked up and saw rockets flying all over the sky.
Arrows with scarlet flames on their tips flew towards him from all directions.
"You bastard."
Qin Yanheng gritted his teeth, and the sound came out from between his teeth. He squinted his eyes and stared at the arrow that was almost in front of him. He dodged and tried to dodge it, but an arrow flew from behind him and pierced his shoulder blade directly.
The pain spread from his shoulder to his heart. Qin Yanheng covered his chest with one hand, staggered back a few steps and half-knelt on the ground. He lowered his head slightly and sneered. The movement pulled at the wound, and he swallowed the blood that rushed up his throat with pain.
There was another sharp pain on his back. Qin Yanheng could no longer count how many arrows were stuck in his back. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, but he still had a smile on his face, his eyes full of hatred.
He knew that the owner of the rocket had wanted to kill him for a long time. Not only him, but even the prince must have been killed by the person behind the scenes three years ago.
He had underestimated his enemy and fallen into that person's trap. The cause of the Crown Prince's death hadn't been determined yet, and he himself had been hit by a rocket. He didn't know how much longer he could hold out...
If he died because of this, it would be a great bargain for the person behind it.
Qin Yanheng lowered his eyes, his dark eyes surging with a hint of sadness.
He hadn't even had a proper word with Luo Qingling before leaving, and now he was afraid he would never see her again in this life. Besides, Luo Qingling still didn't know how he felt about her; he loved her very much.
I like her so much that I wish I could be with her every day.
He had originally thought that after the two of them returned to Beijing, he would first ask for an imperial decree to grant the marriage, and ask the emperor to give Luo Qingling more gold, silver, treasures, cities and shops. After Luo Qingling nodded, he would begin to prepare for their marriage.
She is bound to have the most grand wedding ceremony in history.
But he's afraid he can't do it now...
Everything in front of him was blurry. Raindrops hit his face and back, washing the wounds. Qin Yanheng grimaced in pain.
Countless rockets streaked across the sky and rushed towards him, as if they were determined to take his life tonight.
He hasn't confessed his feelings to Luo Qingling yet, so how could he be willing to die like this?
"My life is not so easy to take!"
Qin Yanheng chuckled softly, turned his head and suddenly looked in the direction where the arrow came from. He slowly stood up with one hand on the ground, limped forward two steps, and then raised one hand above his head with his palm facing up.
The spiritual energy gathered in the palm of his hand, forming a transparent barrier that surrounded him completely.
The flying arrows were deflected by the barrier and all landed at Qin Yanheng's feet. He sneered at the arrows that were broken by the spiritual energy. Perhaps because he was seriously injured, he couldn't help coughing a few times, and blood foam overflowed from the corners of his mouth, dripping onto his chest.
He is now at the end of his strength and can't hold on for much longer.
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"Madam Luo, His Highness Qin——"
"Why do you always stop me? If you miss the chance to save people, what will be your punishment?"
There were hurried footsteps outside, accompanied by loud shouts. Before Luo Qingling could open the door, the Golden Dragon Sword on the table suddenly lit up, and she felt a sudden pull around her wrist, pulling her outward with great force.
It’s the bond of the Golden Dragon Sword!
Luo Qingling's heart sank, and he intuitively felt that something must have happened to Qin Yanheng, otherwise why would the connection that had disappeared for so many days suddenly reappear.
"Mrs. Luo!"
Bai Ruxue stood outside the door, banging on it with both hands, and said urgently, "The young prince's life is in danger now. Madam, please follow me and go find him!"
"What do you mean by life is in danger?"
Luo Qingling put the Golden Dragon Sword into his sleeve, strode forward and opened the door. Bai Rushue and the other three were all standing in the yard in Taoist robes, with stern and nervous expressions on their faces.
Hei Rutie saw Luo Qingling and strode past Bai Ruxue to stand before her, his thick brows furrowed tightly. "Not long ago, a Taoist immortal appeared in our dreams, saying that the young prince would soon meet with a bloody disaster, and his life might be in danger..."
"Time is running out, we will explain to Madam Luo on the way!" Qing Rudin raised his chin towards the outside of the yard, signaling everyone to set off immediately.
The power on his wrist became stronger and stronger, and the golden dragon sword in his sleeve emitted a golden light, which was particularly dazzling.
Outside the mansion, the four Taoist priests had already prepared several horses. Everyone jumped on the horses and whipped them towards the mine.
On horseback, Luo Qingling's brows were furrowed as raindrops kept brushing her cheeks. However, she didn't care about the chill at the moment and prayed in her heart that nothing would happen to Qin Yanheng.
The young prince is the only disciple of the Taoist immortal in the world. He has been proficient in Taoist arts since childhood. But how can a mere little demon that can transform into a human form trap him?
Unless it's human-made, is there someone else hiding behind the monster?
Luo Qingling couldn't figure it out, nor did she know who wanted Qin Yanheng's life. She only knew that Qin Yanheng couldn't die tonight!
With a wave of the whip, the horse's hooves stepped through the city gate, and a beautiful figure galloped in the rainy night.
The wind whistled in his ears, the rain pattered, and drops of icy rain hit his face. Luo Qingling raised his hand to brush away the hair stuck to his eyes, feeling inexplicably anxious.
There was no light on the mountain path, only the golden dragon sword in the sleeve was glowing dimly, guiding everyone.
I don’t know how long I walked, but suddenly a red light appeared on the horizon.
"It's right in front!" Bai Ruxue pointed at the light that was getting bigger and bigger and turned around and said.
"Go up and take a look!" Luo Qingling said sternly.
The red light looked very familiar, she had seen it before.
It's from the Rockets!
Luo Qingling's heart was pounding. She looked at the red light in the sky and took deep breaths.
As they passed the crest of the hill, the black horse suddenly stopped, and everyone was stunned by the sight. Luo Qingling was the first to react. She jumped off the horse and rushed forward recklessly.
In front, rockets flying from all directions formed a semicircular barrier, with flames filling the sky and shooting straight into the sky.
The boy was half-kneeling in the middle, his back full of rockets.
Perhaps because the barrier was covered with sparks, Luo Qingling couldn't see Qin Yanheng's situation clearly. She wanted to catch up, but was pulled back by Bai Rushue.
The force was so strong that it made her tears come out.
"Madam Luo, please don't be impulsive," Bai Ruxue stopped her from behind, blocking the rocket that had nearly hit her. "We don't know where the rocket came from, or why it trapped the young prince. If you rush forward rashly, you might be in danger of your life."
"But he—"
"Old Bai is right. Right now, there are rockets flying everywhere. Without the cooperation of the young prince, there is no possibility for us to break the formation with just a few people." Hei Rutie interrupted him.
"But Qin Yanheng's life or death is unknown right now, and he is isolated in the rocket group. How can he cooperate with us?" Luo Qingling looked at Qin Yanheng in the arrow group, and her heart seemed to be grabbed by something, making it difficult for her to breathe.
Unexpectedly, after she said this, Bai Rushue and the other three just looked at her in silence, their lips trembling for a moment, but no one spoke.
What does this mean?
Luo Qingling's heart sank, thinking that the four Taoists were going to say something like Qin Yanheng could not be saved. She was about to suggest breaking into the rocket group to save him, but she heard Bai Rushue speak softly.
"The Taoist immortal told me in a dream that the only one in this world who can save the young prince is Madam Luo." Bai Ruxue looked past Luo Qingling and looked at the young man struggling among the arrows.
"Did the Taoist priest tell us how to save him?"
Luo Qingling did not ask why she was the only one who could save Qin Yanheng. The man was in danger now, so saving him was the most important thing.
Unexpectedly, Bai Ruxue and the others pursed their lips and shook their heads after hearing this. Seeing this, Luo Qingling's heart sank to the bottom. She clenched the Golden Dragon Sword in her hand and glanced at Qin Yanheng, who was half-kneeling on the ground with one hand covering his heart.
He can't hold on much longer!
"Old Bai, why not ask the Taoist..."
"Why do you ask? If I knew the Taoist Immortal, I would have been ranked among the Immortals by now!"
The four Taoist priests kept arguing beside her, making Luo Qingling more and more annoyed. She glanced at Bai Rushue and was about to say something, but she saw a few yellow talismans on her fingers.
Yes! Qin Yanheng usually carries talisman paper with him, which is used to set up formations.
Luo Qingling suddenly had an idea. She turned around and said hurriedly, "When I rescued Cui Susu in Hua Manlou earlier, the young prince taught me how to set up a spirit formation."
"What's the purpose of summoning the soul?" asked Hei Rutie.
"Save the young prince!" Luo Qingling answered firmly. She didn't know what kind of souls she could summon, nor did she know whether these souls could help her, but she just wanted to take a gamble.
At least, Qin Yanheng cannot die tonight.
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