A Cai's work The Emperor's Phoenix: Abandoned Concubine The Emperor's Phoenix: Abandoned Concubine Volume 1 1583 Rescue people, they come to ruin the place again
The ambush and murder of Wang Jinling was like the assassination of the emperor, both of which could only succeed and not fail. Once the signs of failure were revealed, they had to flee or commit suicide as soon as possible to erase the traces and prevent others from discovering them.
With the addition of the Ninth Prince, Feng Qingchen and the other two, the assassins had no advantage at all and could not get close to the cabin. When the people arranged by Fu Lin arrived, the group of assassins no longer had any chance of winning.
This group of people were also smart. When they saw that the situation was not going well, they ran away. If they couldn't run away, they committed suicide. They worked all night but didn't find a single person alive.
However, it doesn’t matter to them whether there are any survivors or not. At least they know who did it, so they won’t take revenge on the wrong person.
After the melee ended, Wang Jinling walked out and told the people around him, "Clean it up."
"Yes." The Wang family guards dragged their wounds and began to clean up the battlefield. Seeing this, Fu Lin's men left first.
"Three of you, please..." Wang Jinling stepped forward, bowed to express his gratitude, and then invited the three people into the house.
Feng Qingchen was busy for most of the night, and his body was soaked with sweat. Seeing Wang Jinling's clean and elegant appearance, he couldn't help but complain: "Jinling, you are so mean. We almost killed the horse in our rush to save you, but you hid in the house reading a book."
There was no way. The atmosphere in the room was weird. Feng Qingchen felt really uncomfortable, so he had to take the initiative to speak and ease the secret competition between the three men.
Wang Jinling poured water for the three people and continued with a smile: "The more capable, the more work. I am incompetent, so I have to be lazy."
He pushed the cup in front of the Ninth Uncle and nodded slightly to him as a greeting, while also not forgetting to entertain Fu Lin.
"It's so fake coming out of your mouth." Seeing that the three of them were silent, Feng Qingchen had no choice but to continue chatting with Wang Jinling.
We are all smart people. There are many unusual things happening tonight, but they are not suitable to be discussed here. Everyone just chatted and did not go into detail.
By the time the guards cleaned up the outside of the house, it was already dawn. Everyone didn't stay any longer and came out of the wooden house, ready to return to the city.
At this time, the Xie family also received the news and learned that the Ninth Prince had arrived in time and ruined their plan. The head of the Xie family smashed a set of fine jade cups, but he was still not satisfied.
"Dong Lingjiu, you are really the nemesis of our Xie family." Patriarch Xie was so angry that his face turned red, and the white hair at his temples was trembling.
The head of the Xie family became angrier and angrier as he thought about it. He ordered people to bring official uniforms and help him put them on. He wanted to enter the palace.
Dong Lingjiu is a trouble in Dongling. He can't wait for three days. He will issue an order today to let Dong Lingjiu guard the imperial mausoleum and never let him come back...
Feng Qingchen and the other three separated outside the city. It was not appropriate for Fu Lin to appear with the Ninth Prince, and there was no need for Wang Jinling to pretend to be on good terms with the Ninth Prince. Some things were better known to everyone.
Feng Qingchen and the Ninth Prince rode into the city. When the soldiers guarding the city learned of their identities, they immediately made way and welcomed them into the city.
I thought the Ninth Prince would go straight into the city as usual, but I didn't expect him to stop at the city gate, sit on his horse and ask, "Where is the general from last night?"
The soldier guarding the city was startled. He didn't expect that a big shot like the Ninth Prince would talk to him. He was so nervous that he stuttered and couldn't think at all. He opened his mouth and said, "Mo, General Mo was taken away by the Blood-Robed Guards."
The Blood-Robed Guards took action? Feng Qingchen frowned. The Ninth Prince wanted to think of an answer, so he did not stop for long and rode into the city to facilitate the people behind him to enter the city.
The soldier waited for the Ninth Uncle to walk away, then tremblingly got up from the ground and said dreamily, "The Ninth Uncle just spoke to me, hahahaha..."
When everyone saw the crazy look of the soldier, instead of despising him, they felt envy.
How lucky must I have been in my previous life to be asked such a question by a noble person in a friendly manner.
Since the Ninth Prince asked about the general last night, he decided to go and rescue the person. Feng Qingchen knew that the longer she stayed at the Blood-Cloaked Guards, the more dangerous it would be. She insisted that the Ninth Prince not send her back home, and asked the Ninth Prince to go to the Blood-Cloaked Guards to rescue the person first.
Although it is safe in the imperial city, there are all kinds of messy people recently, so the Ninth Prince Uncle cannot be at ease. Feng Qingchen has no choice but to go to the Blood Robe Guard with the Ninth Prince Uncle to witness the Ninth Prince Uncle's coolness and handsomeness again.
Although the reputation of the Dongling Blood-Clothed Guards is getting worse and worse, in the eyes of many people, it is still a hellish existence, and mentioning the Blood-Clothed Guards still makes people shudder.
There was no living person within a hundred meters of the Blood Robe Guards. The appearance of the Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen aroused the Blood Robe Guards' vigilance. The guards at the gate squinted their eyes, and when they saw who was coming, they were so scared that their sleepiness disappeared immediately. They threw away the knife in their hands and ran inside, shouting as they ran: "Oh no, oh no, the Ninth Prince is here. And Miss Feng. They are here to mess up again."
Uh...Brother, when you say bad things about people, can you please speak a little more quietly? I can hear it all.
Feng Qingchen's brow was full of black lines. He looked at the Ninth Uncle silently. Seeing that the Ninth Uncle didn't even raise his eyebrows, he secretly despised himself for losing his temper.
He turned his head and faced forward like the Ninth Prince, riding his horse directly into the Blood Robe Guards.
When Lu Shaolin came out, he saw this scene and his cold face twitched: The only person who dared to ride a horse in front of the Blood Robe Guards was probably the Ninth Prince.
Now, there is one more Feng Qingchen.
"Your humble servant greets the Ninth Uncle. May you live a thousand years, a thousand years, and a thousand thousand years." No matter how dissatisfied he was, Lu Shaolin still had to salute the Ninth Uncle respectfully.
But after kneeling down, the Ninth Prince had no intention of calling him up, and asked calmly: "Where is General Mo?"
"Ah?" Lu Shaolin didn't react for a moment. He looked up at the Ninth Prince, but met the Ninth Prince's cold eyes.
Lu Shaolin was shocked. For a moment, he felt that he had nowhere to hide in front of the Ninth Uncle, as if the Ninth Uncle knew all his secrets.
Lu Shaolin didn't dare to look at the Ninth Uncle again, lowered his head and asked in a low voice: "This humble official does not understand what the Ninth Uncle means."
"You don't need to understand what I mean, just hand the person over." The Ninth Prince was very honest and didn't say much to Lu Shaolin.
Lu Shaolin knew in his heart that the Blood-Clothed Guards were no longer what they used to be, and it was normal for the Ninth Prince not to take them seriously, but he... felt unhappy.
Lu Shaolin took a deep breath, suppressed his irritation, thought about his words, and was about to explain to the Ninth Prince, but was stopped by Feng Qingchen: "Lord Lu, if I were you, I would definitely let the person go."
"Miss Feng, you are joking. I am just doing my job according to orders. How can I bend the law for personal gain?" The word "Miss Feng" represents Lu Shaolin's position.
He won't give this face.
Feng Qingchen was not angry, but just shook his head: "Sir Lu, I only reminded you for your ladyship's sake. Since you don't appreciate it, forget it."
Some people won't cry until they see the coffin.
The Ninth Prince was just worrying about not being able to find Lu Shaolin's fault and the person behind him, and then Lu Shaolin just bumped into him. He was really like an old man who wanted to hang himself because he thought his life was too long!