Watching the villagers leave, Ling Yongnian lowered his head, a slight smile playing on his lips.
Mo Bilian also smiled slightly.
It can be what the people want, but it can also be what the people resent.
Mo Yunzhao is destined to lose this round.
The two people inside the bamboo house also heard what was being said outside.
They simply looked up at each other and smiled, then lowered their heads to eat.
Before they had finished eating, Nie You rushed in to report, "Your Highness, the village chief has led the way to the south to snatch people."
After putting down their bowls and chopsticks, they went to the south side of the shelter for infected women, children and infants.
By then, the south side was in complete disarray, with villagers holding machetes, hoes, or thick wooden sticks, smashing the large pots where medicine was being boiled, and trampling the herbs.
The soldiers guarding the village dared not lay a hand on them and could only watch anxiously.
The villagers each went to hug and pull their own children, holding them tightly even when they were crying and struggling.
Some people even chased after Long Ye and beat him up.
Holding the crying and struggling flower, the village chief ordered, "Smash it all! Burn this place down!"
Ling Jingyu's face darkened, and he shouted angrily, "Stop!"
The village chief hesitated for a moment, but still gritted his teeth and ordered, "For the sake of the children, keep smashing!"
The villagers didn't stop; instead, they smashed the items even more violently.
Ling Jingyu lowered his gaze, leaped forward, and kicked the village chief away with his long leg.
Mo Yunzhao dodged and caught the flying flower. Hearing him sobbing, she hugged him and gently comforted him.
"The prince has killed someone!" The village chief, clutching his aching back, shouted at the top of his lungs.
Ling Jingyu swept his peach blossom eyes over them and waved his hand.
The village chief felt a chill run down his spine and stared wide-eyed as the flying knife hurtled towards him.
"Ouch."
The village chief felt a chill on his neck, shivered all over, then rolled his eyes and fainted.
A strong smell of urine wafted out.
The villagers who were causing trouble were also stunned by this scene.
The children, who had been hugged and dragged, immediately broke free and came to stand behind Mo Yunzhao.
They then came to their senses and shouted, "Give us back our child! Don't even think about killing our child!"
Ling Jingyu coldly raised his eyes, his gaze icy. "Anyone who dares to utter another word about wanting a child will be killed by me. This is a village plagued by plague. Even if I were to massacre the entire village now, it would be perfectly justified. Who can say a single bad word about me?"
His voice was as cold as a knife, and his domineering aura as the crown prince was fully displayed.
The frightened villagers glanced at the unconscious village chief; a section of his beard was broken off, and the exquisite little throwing knife was right next to his neck.
He narrowly escaped being fatally slit in the throat.
The Crown Prince is serious.
Nie You: "Get lost!"
Fu Liu put her hands on her hips and said angrily, "You guys are really ungrateful and don't appreciate kindness. Don't come begging to the City Lord and His Highness the Crown Prince again. Get out of here right now."
Big White cheered from the sidelines: "Roar!"
The villagers were frightened, so they grabbed their tools and carried away the village chief, who had wet his pants and fainted.
"Pah! They're clearly trying to steal the credit and using the child to blackmail us. They want us to beg them? We'd rather die than beg them."
"Exactly, if you want me to beg them, I'll jump into the latrine myself and soak for three days."
"The Third Prince helped us. If we wait another day, and wait until tomorrow, even if the Crown Prince and Lord Mo are still unwilling to release the children, they will fight to the death to take them back."
...
When Ling Yongnian heard about the robbery, smashing of pots and pans, and rioting, he was writing a memorial with great emotion, and then ordered it to be sent to the Imperial Study by fast horse.
If it continues for even a day, there will definitely be a surge of deaths among Ling Jingyu's patients.
This incident is enough to dethrone Ling Jingyu from his position as crown prince.
And there's Mo Yunzhao...
Hehe, she has already taken the pill laced with the Love Potion. She will soon fall in love with him and be at his beck and call.
The more he thought about it, the happier he felt, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Just as he was feeling happy, a guard rushed in to report: "Third Prince, something has happened."
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