Chapter 19 Chapter 19 Prince Pei made such a big fuss just for...
Pei Jinguang spoke very sincerely, but his righteous look was quite glaring in Prince Rong's eyes.
He, the owner of Prince Rong's Mansion, had just learned that his mansion had been robbed. How could he, the commander of the Twelve Northern Cavalry, happen to pass by Prince Rong's Mansion late at night, and how could he just happen to learn about the burglary and rush in to catch the thief in time?
"What? My palace was robbed? I didn't even hear anything, and yet you, my dear nephew, are here. With such sharp eyes and ears, it's no wonder that at just twenty years old, you were able to lead an army to repel the Donghu. Oh, I heard that your second brother, who has been stranded in Donghu since he was a child, has also been found?"
Pei Jinguang's expression was stern, unmoved by Prince Rong's casual chatter. He simply said, "Every month, my household will host a banquet to entertain relatives and friends to celebrate Erlang's return to the family. If Your Highness is free to visit my humble abode, I would be delighted. However, I must do my job within my position. I am deeply blessed by Heaven and command the Twelve Northern Riders. Not only must I keep an eye on any thieves entering Prince Rong's Mansion, I must also monitor every corner of Jinling City for Your Majesty."
Prince Rong's smiling face slowly darkened. He was too fat, so when he smiled he could still barely show some kindness, but when he frowned like this, it made people more intuitively discover the side of him that belonged to the royal family, which was just as unkind and arrogant.
Pei Jinguang smiled. "For the sake of your Highness's safety, please stay here and don't give the thieves an opportunity to take advantage. After we capture the thieves, I will certainly treat them well and eliminate their accomplices, so that your Highness will not have to worry any more."
The spring breeze should be gentle. If it is daytime, this breeze may be mixed with the fragrance of flowers, the fresh scent of grass and the sweet scent of cosmetics that some girls like to use.
But now the wind blowing into the silent hall brings only a bleak and cold feeling.
Prince Rong smiled slowly, the flesh on his cheeks trembling and swaying according to his master's wishes, revealing an inexplicable horror: "In this case, I will trouble you, my nephew."
As he spoke, he waved his hand and said, "Go and tell the princess that there are thieves in the mansion. Commander Pei is going to bring people to search and investigate. Tell her to be alert and don't lose face in front of Commander Pei."
My good nephew has become Commander Pei, and it seems that Rong is too happy to pretend anymore.
Prince Rong's gaze fell on Pei Jinguang again, and his tone was full of meaning: "This prince's daughter has been raised by the Queen Mother since she was young. She has become a bit spoiled by the old lady. Commander Pei, please be careful and don't run into her."
"Wait." Pei Jinguang stopped the steward who was about to leave after hearing his words and said in a deep voice, "Since I receive a salary from the royal family, I naturally strive to be fair and just in my conduct. Although the princess lost her parents at a young age, she is deeply loved by His Majesty, the Queen Mother, and the prince. She is a darling of heaven. How could she be so petty as your prince says and cause a quarrel with me? Your Highness is really overthinking it."
Lost his mother at a young age.
Prince Rong was completely unwilling to smile now, and only twitched the corners of his mouth: "Really? Commander Pei does know Changyi very well, and it doesn't quite match what the rumors say."
Pei Jinguang responded with a righteous smile: "The situation is urgent. Please forgive me for my rudeness. It is more important to investigate the thieves' whereabouts first."
Prince Rong waved his hand good-naturedly, "Go, go." He then maneuvered his portly body over to the main seat and sat down. He picked up the blue and white teacup adorned with the Eight Immortals and took a sip. "There's some good tea brewed here. I'll just be lazy and wait for Commander Pei to return."
Prince Rong was so calm and composed, he must have a backup plan. However, Pei Jinguang was not afraid and smiled back: "Your Highness, I appreciate your kindness. I will definitely catch the thief and give you peace."
Seeing Pei Jinguang and his men striding away, the steward who had just been blocked leaned over and whispered, "Your Highness, this..."
"Why are you panicking?" Prince Rong took another sip of tea slowly. "If you were really that easy to catch, your head would have been buried with me in the mass grave."
These words were very meaningful, and the manager lowered his head and said nothing.
It's no wonder that Prince Rong was so confident. When Wu Jingxun was hiding in the tree, she watched helplessly as the originally exquisite and magnificent palace was lowered inch by inch. From under the calm earth came the dull sound of machinery turning, so strong that even the yellow elm tree she was holding tightly was shaking slightly.
Wu Jingxun read a lot of books, and once secretly went to look through those "idle books" that Mrs. Tong considered useless. One of the books had recorded similar mechanical spells.
What kind of sophisticated mechanical barrier must be set up under the house to bury a once magnificent palace deep underground almost instantly and never reveal it again?
Wu Jingxun knew that now was not the time to sigh. The other four girls, and the guards who promised to help her rescue people... The young man, the one with eyes that looked like amber beads, who suddenly appeared here again, and the people who promised to help her, were all still inside.
If they sank into the ground along with this temple, Wu Jingxun thought with some despair, what would be the point of being rescued?
Wu Jingxun held on tightly to the thick tree trunk and tried to slide down by herself, but the bark was rough. She insisted on sliding down, and the bark was soon stained with blood, leaving a lingering fishy smell.
Just when Wu Jingxun was halfway up, she suddenly heard some noise. She looked back in panic, only to see several people coming out of the small window one after another.
Driven by the desire to survive, these girls who had been trapped for a long time and were weak in body climbed out at a speed that was impossible for them under normal circumstances.
They breathed in the fresh air outside. The fear that had just come to their hearts due to the sudden thinning of the air caused by the shaking of the house was suddenly diluted a lot by this moonlit night with a gentle breeze.
Of course, they did not miss Wu Jingxun who was still lying on the tree trunk.
"Banpan!" Cen Fangying called her softly. Perhaps because the secret of Prince Rong was hidden here, there were not many guards guarding around, and they were probably all hiding underground now.
Several girls breathlessly helped Wu Jingxun down from the tree. Cen Fangying looked at her bloody hand and asked anxiously, "What should we do with your hand..."
I can't take care of my hands now.
Wu Jingxun asked them anxiously, "Someone went in to rescue you just now, didn't he? Where's he? Why hasn't he come out yet?"
So, does Panpan also know the person just now?
The girls' minds, excited about being rescued, calmed down. Cen Fangying lowered her head with some sadness: "He asked us to step on him. The house kept sinking. We could only climb faster to make time for the people behind us, but he, he was too late."
It's too late.
Wu Jingxun staggered two steps weakly, and the pain and fatigue that she had ignored until now now surged into her heart.
She didn't know why the man came here, nor did she know why he agreed to her request.
If it weren't for her, he wouldn't have to get involved in this mess.
…She didn't even know his name.
Wu Jingxun's sadness was too obvious, so Cen Fangying looked at them cautiously and said, "I'm sorry..."
That person might have a relationship with the beautiful girl in front of him, whose tears were condensed on her thick eyelashes, that neither of them knew about.
There was no point in being sad, as none of them had the ability to rush in and save him.
Only by going out to look for him quickly could he perhaps earn a glimmer of hope for his life.
Prince Rong's Mansion covers a vast area. As the only younger brother of the current emperor, Prince Rong, who doesn't care about anything, lives a life more carefree than a real god in his palace which is comparable to the heavenly palace.
The girls were hungry and thirsty, and even though they carefully avoided the guards passing by, they couldn't help making some noise.
'Snap.'
A small stone that was kicked out accidentally fell in front of another owner of the mansion - Princess Changyi.
"Who is it! How dare you offend the princess!" Feicui immediately stepped forward, staring around and shouting loudly.
Soon, Wu Jingxun and his group of five were brought before Princess Changyi.
Princess Changyi, who had just met her former lover and felt humiliated, was already in a bad mood. Caught off guard by the familiar, beautiful face, she twitched her lips grimly, "Why are you here?"
The noble lady in gorgeous clothes with red lips and powdered face, who was surrounded and protected by the maids, looked at them with undisguised contempt.
She actually recognized someone among them?
Cen Fangying's heart was beating like a drum. She had not forgotten what the maid had said. She was the princess, so she was the owner of that secret room, the mastermind behind their disappearance and kidnapping...
She suddenly didn't dare to think about it anymore.
Wu Jingxun's face was calm. Just looking at her soft, pale, and serene profile as she lowered her head, one couldn't tell that she was sweating from the pain of the bloody wound on her palm. "Princess."
Princess Changyi stared at her and sneered, "Your fiancé came to Prince Rong's mansion with such fanfare to look for someone, just for you?"
Fiancé? Prince Pei, is he here too?
Wu Jingxun raised his head, and his face, which was still a little confused, showed a unique brilliance under the cold moonlight.
Princess Changyi clenched her hands tightly under her sleeves, and couldn't help feeling a twisted jealousy in her heart.
It's just a face.
"Quietly searching."
Suddenly a call came from behind.
Wu Jingxun turned around and saw a handsome young man in silver armor striding towards her.
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