Chapter 242 Beat Him Up
"The Lord has a letter!"
"Master, there is a secret letter!"
"Your Highness, there is a letter."
…
Doors opened and closed.
He opened the letter, spread it out, glanced down, and suddenly closed the letter.
Almost the same action.
It's almost the same question: "Who sent the letter?"
The servants' answers were similar: "They said there was a letter from the nobleman."
"Noble? There are so many nobles in the Imperial Capital! Which family is it? Why didn't you ask clearly?"
The servant murmured, "I noticed he had a palace badge on his waist, with the word 'imperial' on it."
"Chase him out and bring him to me!"
When the servants returned to the door, there was no one there.
I searched around but found nothing.
"That messenger..." The servant's forehead began to sweat as he recalled the past. "I can't even remember what he looked like. I just thought he was ordinary, the kind you'd see anywhere on the street."
The servant finished speaking fearfully, and saw his master retreat back inside with an ugly look on his face. He closed the door as if nothing had happened and said, "I understand."
Despite the major events of the princess' murder and the imprisonment of Prince Danshuo, the night in the imperial capital still seemed peaceful and calm.
The carriage of Prince Liang's Mansion circled the imperial city and passed by Prince Danshuo's Mansion.
Cheng Nianying rolled up the curtain and saw the armored guards outside the Prince's Mansion. Behind the guards, the gate was closed tightly, and the black painted door was dull and cold.
It's like a prison.
Prince Liang reached out and pulled down the curtain. His strong features wrinkled into a ball as he spoke with guilt: "Don't look anymore. Look for that palace maid Mu He first. We will definitely find her."
"Yeah." But we can't just rely on that; it's too dangerous.
Cheng Nianying fell into deep thought.
Seeing that she still looked uninterested, Prince Liang thought for a moment and said, "Let's go back and beat up Jiang Shenyuan to vent our anger!"
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Jiang Shenyuan was taken into custody.
King Liang's men came in with ropes and wanted to tie him up.
This is a deliberate humiliation to him!
Jiang Shenyuan frowned, his cheek muscles twitching. "I'm the commander of the Imperial Guards, appointed by His Majesty to serve under Prince Liang. How dare you be so disrespectful?"
King Liang's men kept their heads down and surrounded Jiang Shenyuan without saying a word.
Jiang Shenyuan's expression grew even darker. Just as they stretched out their hands, he suddenly jumped up, grabbed one of them, turned sideways, and swung his hands.
The soldier he clamped was thrown out and immediately collided with other people.
Jiang Shenyuan was able to become the owner of Shaoqu Tower, and his martial arts skills were even better than those of Master Ruan, Ya Jiu and others.
The soldiers were mostly trained in collaboration, and in terms of individual strength, even if they were combined, they would not be a match for Jiang Shenyuan.
"Why force me to do it?" Jiang Shenyuan raised his lips. "I followed King Liang here willingly, out of loyalty. Why don't we just be colleagues?"
King Liang's men looked at him coldly: "If you want to be loyal, you must obey first."
Jiang Shenyuan felt annoyed and disgusted, and countless ferocious thoughts arose in his mind.
"Shouldn't we be respectful to the wise?"
Do you really want to force him into a desperate situation and kill him?
"You..." just opened the mouth.
The door creaked open.
"Your Highness." The subordinates turned around and saluted.
King Liang was tall, and when he stood there, he almost blocked all the light.
He walked in, making Jiang Shenyuan breathe a sigh of relief.
King Liang is honest and straightforward, and easy to persuade.
But then King Liang took two steps to the side, revealing Cheng Nianying behind him.
Jiang Shenyuan's breath of relief was instantly caught back again.
"Let's do it." said King Liang.
Cheng Nianying stated objectively: "I can't beat him."
King Liang thought for a moment and said, "I'll hold him down."
Cheng Nianying: "Okay."
Jiang Shenyuan on the side: "..."
Cheng Nianying asked again: "Can you hold it down?"
Upon hearing this, King Liang immediately became furious: "Of course!"
He took a long stride and rushed towards Jiang Shenyuan in just two or three steps.
His subordinates were confused and were about to lend a hand.
"Get out of the way."
If not, how could he show his bravery as a father?
Jiang Shenyuan's expression changed again and again in an instant. It was too late to retreat and he was forced to confront King Liang head-on.
"Crack."
The sound of fists colliding was so loud that it made one's scalp tingle.
But King Liang didn't even blink, and then he formed his five fingers into claws and tried to grab Jiang Shenyuan by the back of the collar.
Jiang Shenyuan was not someone to be trifled with either. He said with a dark face, "Your Highness, I'm sorry."
As soon as he finished speaking, he kicked the table over, then he bent down, picked up the table leg, and rushed over to hold it in front of King Liang.
It would have been great if I could have cut off half of Jiang Shenyuan's other palm that day in Tianzi Pavilion.
Cheng Nianying licked her lips and looked at the soldiers again. Why were they all so obedient? They really didn't want to help? Being a killer wasn't about morality, so why would they care about a one-on-one fight?
Cheng Nianying took a few steps back.
Then he jumped up as lightly as a cat and rushed straight to the back of Jiang Shenyuan.
Jiang Shenyuan seemed to sense something and shouted angrily, "Cheng Nianying! Do you still want to use that trick?"
That day in Tianzi Pavilion, Cheng Nianying suddenly pulled out the sword from his waist.
He had clearly only lent it to her once, during the competition with Master Ruan, but when she held it in her hands again, she could use it as easily as with her own arm.
How could I let her succeed again today?
Jiang Shenyuan's waist flashed.
Cheng Nianying did not move to grab the sword at his waist, but turned her wrist and hit Jiang Shenyuan's Adam's apple directly.
Jiang Shenyuan coughed violently and almost bit his tongue.
King Liang grabbed him from behind, making it impossible for him to hide.
Cheng Nianying gathered her strength again and slammed him onto a low couch on the side, almost riding on him. She pulled out the coffin nail from behind her waist and pierced Jiang Shenyuan's shoulder with it.
Jiang Shenyuan let out a distorted roar, his facial features looking slightly ferocious.
Cheng Nianying didn't care about his reaction.
Pull it out again.
Then nail him in the chest.
Pull it out again.
Jiang Shenyuan's blood was boiling, his eyes were bloodshot, and he reached out with his arms, exerting force as if he was almost breaking Cheng Nianying.
"Ahem, ahem... He truly is worthy of being a killer trained by Shao Qu Lou..."
"You've become even stronger."
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his other broken hand and hit Cheng Nianying's wrist bone.
The force was so great that it seemed as if it was intended to break.
King Liang was furious. He dragged Cheng Nianying away and kicked Jiang Shenyuan twice: "You rode on him! What were you doing riding on him?"
King Liang was so angry that he couldn't speak clearly.
Jiang Shenyuan smiled when he heard this, and slowly sat up, no longer looking as fierce as before.
"Locking him up like this is his weakness." Cheng Nianying said.
"I've observed it carefully before," she added.
After saying that, he was about to pounce on her again.
"Killing with one stab is too easy," she said. "Stab him a few more times, and stab him in the temple."
These words are full of the girl's crisp innocence, but also full of coldness.
All of King Liang's men shuddered.
However, after taking two steps forward, Cheng Nianying suddenly stopped.
"Forget it, I won't kill you."
Jiang Shenyuan's mood at this moment was quite subtle: "Hmm?"
Cheng Nianying remembered the time when Fu Yi asked why they should keep the Dizi Pavilion and not kill them all.
...Jiang Shenyuan still has his role.
Cheng Nianying took two more steps closer but didn't make a move: "Do you want to pledge your loyalty to King Liang?"
Jiang Shenyuan's eyes flickered: "Of course, His Majesty has already..."
"There can only be one master. So from now on, is Prince Liang your master, or is the Emperor your master?"
When King Liang's men heard this, their expressions changed slightly and they quickly turned to look at their master.
But King Liang raised his hand to suppress it.
Jiang Shenyuan stared at Cheng Nianying for a moment, and unexpectedly saw a bit of Fu Yi in her. The only difference was that the former had a colder tone, while the latter was more interested in sending you to your death in a friendly manner.
"Of course...King Liang." Jiang Shenyuan said.
"Because of the incident at Shaoqu Tower, you've been staying by the emperor's side recently, right?"
"……Um."
"So what do you know?"
Jiang Shenyuan's face turned slightly blue.
The little killer in their building... Today it was her turn to torture him.
It looks quite decent and very imposing.
"I know a little bit..." Jiang Shenyuan finally spoke.
He said calmly, "The emperor is in poor health and is relying entirely on the medicine in the building to keep him alive."
"So if he fails to capture Fu Yi, he won't care what the history books will say about him in the future."
"He must kill Fu Yi before he can no longer hold on. Maybe in the next two days."
"Oh." Cheng Nianying responded, suddenly walked up and kicked Jiang Shenyuan in the face again.
Jiang Shenyuan turned his head away and laughed angrily: "What? Isn't my loyalty to King Liang enough?"
"If a dog isn't good enough, you need to beat it more. You said that in the building before."
“…”
Cheng Nianying turned around and took two steps. She looked at the blood on King Liang's fist and hesitantly took out a handkerchief from her bosom and gave it to him: "Wipe it off."
He looked like two completely different people compared to his cold and fierce appearance just now, which made King Liang's men stare in amazement.
Cheng Nianying licked her lips and whispered, "That's what killers are like."
Prince Liang came back to his senses, took the handkerchief and rubbed it repeatedly in his palm: "You are very good like this, very good... There is nothing wrong with it!"
His eyes were just sore again, and he felt that she had suffered too much to become so cold today.
Cheng Nianying pursed her lips a little and whispered, "Well, I'll go see Fu Yi tomorrow morning."
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