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Seeing that there were many people coming, all dressed in military uniforms, Meng Qingyu began to believe that Wen Zhiming had indeed sent people to rescue him.
Meng Qingyu pointed at Guan Yi'an and said, "This young man came to save me. If it weren't for him, I would have had my tongue pulled out by these bad guys."
He was absolutely terrified.
Those people pulled out his tongue and rubbed it repeatedly with a sharp knife. Just when he thought he would be mute forever, Guan Yi'an rushed in in time, stopped the violence, and protected him throughout, taking many beatings for him.
Guan Yi'an smiled slightly. This kind of savior act was only useless in front of Meng Lingge, but it always worked.
He wore two masks, so no one could see the smugness on his lips. The junior officer ordered his men to release him and said quite respectfully, "We misunderstood you, young master. May we ask how you are addressed?"
Guan Yi'an shook his head, pointed to his tongue, and made two difficult "ah ah" sounds.
The young general was shocked and felt somewhat guilty; it turned out the man was mute.
It's even more admirable that a mute person can be so selfless.
"Young master, you are very righteous. You saved Young Master Meng. Please come with us. The King of the Northern Frontier will surely reward you handsomely."
These words were exactly what Guan Yi'an wanted to hear, but in order to appear to have no ulterior motives, he still shook his head in fear and retreated behind Meng Qingyu.
Meng Qingyu quickly grabbed his hand and said, "Don't be afraid, my brother-in-law is a good person, he won't hurt you."
After hearing this, Guan Yi'an struggled and hesitated for a long time before nodding at Meng Qingyu.
Seeing this, the thieves finally believed that Meng Qingyu indeed had a close relationship with the King of the Northern Frontier.
"It's a misunderstanding, sir. We were just joking with this young man and had no intention of hurting him."
"Yes, yes, look at this young man, he's not injured at all. If we were really bad guys, how could we be? Right?"
“Yes, we thought it wasn’t safe for this young man to be walking alone, so we asked for his address to take him home. Now that you’re protecting him, there’s nothing more for us to do. Please let us go, sir…”
The five thieves smiled obsequiously, but the junior officer didn't believe them at all.
Meng Qingyu was unharmed, but the mute man who saved him was covered in bruises. According to Meng Qingyu, if it weren't for this man's rescue, the thieves would have pulled out his tongue.
This is outrageous!
How could they be so easily forgiven for daring to injure their prince's brother-in-law?
But how to handle it depends on the prince's decision.
"Tie them all up and take them away!"
At the young commander's command, all five thieves were bound up like dumplings and taken away.
Meng Qingyu, holding Guan Yi'an's hand, walked towards the capital surrounded by the crowd.
After walking about five miles, they heard the sound of horses galloping rapidly ahead. It was already midnight, and the sound of the hooves was urgent and frequent, indicating that there were quite a few people coming.
The crowd made way for them, and the young general even arranged for a team to protect Meng Qingyu and Guan Yi'an, worried that something else might go wrong.
Soon, a dozen or so fast horses arrived, each carrying a man in black, who all looked agile.
The horses stopped in front of the group. The first person dismounted, and the others followed suit. They walked up to the group.
The young general's heart leaped into his throat. He was about to question the man when, upon recognizing his face, he immediately bowed with delight, "Your subordinate greets the King of the Northern Frontier!"
The soldiers behind him also saluted.
Wen Zhiming nodded slightly in response, then looked at Meng Qingyu, who was standing there in a daze, and smiled gently.
"What? Qingyu doesn't recognize me?"
Meng Qingyu was initially hesitant to recognize him. He hadn't met Wen Zhiming often, and in his memory, Wen Zhiming was a simple-minded older brother who was exceptionally gentle to his older sister and to him. Now, nearly half a year later, Wen Zhiming had become so imposing and extraordinary.
It made him feel somewhat unfamiliar and uncertain.
But as soon as those slightly indulgent words left her lips, Meng Qingyu felt that familiar feeling return. She let go of Guan Yi'an's hand and buried her head in Wen Zhiming's arms.
"Brother-in-law! Waaah... Why did you take so long to come! Brother-in-law, my father is dead, murdered by the Emperor, and his body is still hanging in a bandit's den. Please come with me to find him... If you don't have time, give me some men so I can lead a search party. I want my father to be laid to rest. He's been left out there exposed to the wind and sun; he'll definitely blame me for being such an unfilial son..."
Meng Qingyu knew that Wen Zhiming was busy and was afraid of being rejected by him.
He has been strong for too long.
His eldest sister was missing, his father was dead, his third sister was banished to the cold palace, and his mother was paralyzed and in poor health. He went from being the most beloved child to being helpless and alone. He didn't even dare to cry loudly so as not to worry his mother.
Now that she finally had someone to rely on, although she knew she should act calmly and properly in front of others and make her brother-in-law look good, she still couldn't control her emotions. She cried as she spoke, and her tears soaked Wen Zhiming's clothes.
“Qingyu has grown taller.” Wen Zhiming let him cry for a while before pushing him away a little and patting his shoulder to comfort him, “Listen, your father is not dead. He is in a safe place now and will be reunited with you soon. You are not an unfilial son. You are a particularly brave and filial man.”
"Really?" Meng Qingyu's eyes sparkled with tears. "My father is really not dead? Does my brother-in-law have any news about my eldest sister? Can he rescue my third sister?"
Meng Qingyu wouldn't believe it if someone else had said that.
After all, the fact that Meng Xingyuan's head was cut off and his body hung up was witnessed by people and spread like wildfire throughout the capital. It was common knowledge and couldn't possibly be false.
But since it was Wen Zhiming who said it, Meng Qingyu was easily convinced. After all, his brother-in-law was a legendary figure who had transformed from a mentally challenged person into a powerful ruler in less than a year.
In his eyes, Wen Zhiming was omnipotent, so the credibility of Wen Zhiming's words was naturally high.
He not only believed it, but also told Wen Zhiming about the other two things that were worrying him, hoping that Wen Zhiming would solve them together.
Wen Zhiming did not disappoint him, and rubbed his head.
"Of course it's true. Your third sister has been rescued. As for your eldest sister, I'm going to pick her up now. Do you want to come with me?"
"Yes!" Meng Qingyu nodded vigorously. "I want to go. I want to go with my brother-in-law to pick up my eldest sister."
Guan Yi'an, who was listening nearby, was filled with rage.
That old bastard Meng Xingyuan is still alive.
Meng Lingge was indeed with Wen Zhiming.
Meng Xiyao has already been rescued from the palace.
All the good news that Meng Qingyu received sounded like bad news to him.
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