Imperial Capital 39. Someone in Trouble

"Ah...Ah Yao, what did I see?"

After a long time, a stuttering voice was heard again in the dim woods. Three figures walked out of the woods, and the image of Feng Zhiyao as a handsome gentleman was shattered again, staring at the unconscious person on the ground in amazement.

Mo Xiuyao looked at everything in front of him calmly and said calmly: "It's just like what you just saw."

"I stayed up late at night to accompany you out, fearing that something might happen to Miss Ye San! Now it seems that it is someone else who will get into trouble, right?" If he hadn't managed to remember his own image, Feng Zhiyao would have wanted to scream like a woman. Look what he saw? After receiving the news that someone was going to harm Ye Li, he crawled out of the beauty's bed in the middle of the night and hurried over, only to see Ye Li put Mo Jingli in a way that even he couldn't see clearly. Mo Jingli is a little stupid, but he is at least one of the most talented young people in the capital, right? Walking to Mo Xiuyao's side, imitating Ye Li's appearance and circling around him, Feng Zhiyao asked with his chin in his hand in boredom: "What should we do now?"

"Throw it into the pond over there." Mo Xiuyao said without frowning.

"That's a cold pond. He will die." Feng Zhiyao didn't give any sincere advice.

"Take off your clothes too." Mo Xiuyao said calmly.

"I'm afraid not. Your future princess is very good at tying people up." Feng Zhiyao squatted on the ground and studied the knot on Mo Jingli's body. "A Yao, don't make Miss Ye angry in the future. Women are too scary." After thinking for a long time, Feng Zhiyao couldn't figure out how he would get himself out of trouble if such a rope was tied to himself and no one helped him. "However, this method is worth learning from."

"Ah."

"Yes, Prince." The young man standing behind Mo Xiuyao and pushing the wheelchair responded, stepped forward to grab the person on the ground and went deep into the woods. After a while, a splash was heard. Apparently someone was thrown into the water. Feng Zhiyao couldn't help but jump up and down, "Ayao, you will teach children bad things. What if Mo Jingli drowned?" The death of a prince in the capital, and the death of an emperor's younger brother, is not a trivial matter. Mo Xiuyao calmly looked at his hand on the armrest and said calmly, "Ajin always knows how to behave."

Moderation? Does Ah Jin have such a thing as moderation in his mind? Feng Zhiyao stamped his feet and ran over to take a look, and was immediately speechless.

Mo Jingli was thrown into the pond on his back, with the part above his chest sticking out of the water. Most importantly, the rope that tied him up had grown significantly longer, and one end of the rope was now tied to a tree by the pond. This ensured that Mo Jingli would not be dragged into the pond by any accident. He was very sensible indeed.

"Ah, I'm going to take your prince back. You stay here and watch. If it gets light too soon, wake up the people he brought with him. Don't let them get soaked to death."

Ah Jin frowned, hesitated for a moment and nodded. Feng Zhiyao glanced at Mo Jingli with a hint of sympathy, then walked towards Mo Xiuyao with satisfaction, fanning himself.

"Ayao, I'm beginning to be curious about your future princess." Feng Zhiyao wandered back into the woods. Mo Xiuyao was still sitting under the shade of the trees. In the dim night, he didn't look very happy, and no one knew what he was thinking about.

Mo Xiuyao raised his head and said calmly, "It's time to go back."

Feng Zhiyao looked at Mo Xiuyao curiously, "Just let him go so easily?" Although Mo Xiuyao has been cultivating himself over the years and seems to have a good temper. Feng Zhiyao, who knows his true nature, knows very well that Mo Xiuyao has never been a good person. A cold look flashed across Mo Xiuyao's gentle eyes, "Tomorrow is Jingli's wedding. It would be too disappointing if something happened to the groom." Feng Zhiyao wanted to sigh, "I thought you didn't want Mo Jingli to have anything to do with the Ye family. Don't forget, if he marries Ye Ying, you and him will be..." Brothers-in-law? It's an unpleasant relationship, isn't it? Mo Xiuyao snorted lightly, exerted force with his hands, and the wheelchair turned in another direction and went out of the forest. Feng Zhiyao raised his handsome eyebrows and shrugged and followed. I don’t know what interesting things will happen at tomorrow’s wedding, so it’s best to go there in advance and grab a good seat to watch the show.

"What should we do with the guy who kidnapped Miss Ye San?"

"Catch him and give him an arm and a leg as a wedding gift for Mo Jingli."

Although the city gates had been closed for a long time, Ye Li managed to return to the Shangshu Mansion before dawn with a little effort. As soon as she climbed into her room, Qingshuang and Qingyu came to greet her. The anxiety on her face turned into a relieved look. Qingyu brought tea to Ye Li with a normal expression, as if she was not troubled by the usually gentle and dignified lady climbing through the window in front of her with agility. Qingshuang patted her chest and exhaled, "Miss, you are finally back. Qingshuang was worried to death." Ye Li smiled and said, "What should I worry about if someone is following me? Right, Qingluan?"

A figure floated down outside the window. It was Qingluan who came from Xu's house with Qingyu. Qingluan pursed her lips and smiled, "Miss, you are amazing. Qingluan followed you all the way without anyone noticing. Who would have thought that you could not have kept it a secret from her?" Ye Li smiled and said, "Actually, I didn't notice you either, but I seemed to smell a faint, very special and familiar fragrance along the way. The person who caught me... he also had a strong fragrance on him, so he didn't smell it." Qingluan lowered her head in a depressed mood and secretly decided that she would never use any incense again in the future. In fact, the incense she used was already very light, and ordinary people would not notice it at all. But who made Ye Li's senses much more sensitive than ordinary people?

"Did anything interesting happen in the woods after I left?" Ye Li asked as she sat down and drank the freshly brewed tea.

Qing Luan followed Ye Li's example and came in through the window, saying with a smile, "That person... was thrown into a pool of water deep in the woods."

"Prince Ding?"

"Miss, you are wise." Qingluan smiled happily. Thinking of the time she saw someone tied to a tree and thrown into a pond, she felt that her worries tonight were not in vain. She believed that the eldest master would also like this news very much. "I also saw someone following Prince Ding, and they seemed to have a good relationship."

Ye Li raised an eyebrow and looked at Qingluan. Qingluan did not keep her in suspense and said, "It's the famous Third Young Master Feng in the capital." Ye Li had not thought of the relationship between Feng Zhiyao and Mo Xiuyao. This also explained Feng Zhiyao's obvious curiosity towards her during the Hundred Flowers Festival.

"So His Royal Highness Prince Ding also went to rescue the young lady? Didn't the young lady see Prince Ding?" Qingshuang asked curiously, blinking her eyes.

Ye Li shook her head. She knew there were other people in the forest at that time. She could also vaguely guess who they were, but she had no intention of meeting them, so she ignored them. Since Mo Xiuyao did not ask anyone to stop Qingluan, he must have understood what she meant. It really doesn't take much time to talk to smart people. Very good.

He casually threw a jade pendant to Qingluan and said, "Give it to my eldest cousin and ask him to see if he can find out who the owner of this jade pendant is."

Qingluan took it in her hand and said with a gloating smile: "Then the servant must hurry up, Prince Ding has reserved one of his hands and one of his legs as a gift to Prince Li. If he hadn't run fast, I'm afraid he would have been in trouble tonight."

"His Qinggong is pretty good. If we can keep him here in time, we should try to keep him. Maybe he can help us." If it's too late, there's nothing we can do. She doesn't think a person who breaks into a mansion in the middle of the night to abduct an innocent woman is a pure person. However, the man knew that she was awake but still took her to Mo Jingli, and he didn't even remind Mo Jingli. It can be seen that he is still a very interesting person. Of course, it is more likely that Mo Jingli accidentally offended this person.

Qingyu stood aside, looking at this and that, and asked with a strange look on her face, "Can tomorrow's wedding still be held as scheduled?"

Qingluan waved her hand nonchalantly and said, "It should be fine. I heard Feng Zhiyao instruct Prince Ding's guards to send Prince Li's men to rescue his master at dawn." Qingyu nodded and said, "In that case, Miss, you should get some rest while there is still time. If you look bad tomorrow, people will criticize you."

Qingshuang also nodded in agreement. She didn't want to give others the opportunity to ruin the young lady's reputation again.

“…”

Has no one ever considered that weddings are also very physically and mentally demanding? What if the groom faints at the wedding tomorrow? Ye Li thought irresponsibly, letting the maids change her clothes and push her to bed.