"Hurry!" Femoron quickened his pace and fled into the dark alley.
He was originally standing up for Yao Lan, but in terms of status, he was still the Valiant King of Bei Li.
If the valiant king of one country were to actually carry out an assassination attempt at the regent's palace of another country, it would certainly provoke a war between the two nations.
King Li of the North will surely offer his head to the Great Chu to quell the war.
Femoron understood the key point: he absolutely could not be captured.
call out!
call out!
Several arrows were shot at them.
"Quick, the assassin is here!"
We've been discovered!
"Cover the prince and get him out of here!"
His men rushed forward and engaged in combat with several Imperial Guards who had spotted them first, while one of them helped Femoron run deeper into the alley.
As they walked into a small courtyard house, the door suddenly opened, and a person poked their head out and pulled Fei Molong over: "Your Highness, this way."
The men supporting Femoron, carrying swords, met the Imperial Guards who rushed in from the alley entrance.
Chen Fu helped Fei Molong quickly down to the bottom of the dry well in the courtyard and followed the secret passage forward.
Feimoron gasped, "Thank goodness for you, Chen Fu. When we return to Beili, I will reward you handsomely."
Chen Fu hurriedly said, "It is my duty to share the burden for Your Highness, and I dare not ask for credit."
Emerging from the secret passage, Fei Molong and Chen Fu arrived at the outskirts of Beijing.
Femoron was bleeding more and more; if he didn't receive treatment soon, he wouldn't make it.
Just then, they heard the sound of a carriage, and the two quickly hid behind a tree.
As the carriage passed by, Femoron, with his last breath, jumped onto the carriage and killed the coachman with a single stroke.
Chen Fu followed closely behind, tightened the reins, and the horse neighed and stopped.
Two screams came from inside the carriage.
Femoron climbed into the carriage, took out a dagger, and held it to Lin Wanqing's neck: "Say another word, and I'll kill you."
Lin Wanqing was so frightened that her eyes reddened, and she shut her mouth tightly, not daring to utter another word.
Wei Xuecheng had forbidden her from leaving the manor unless necessary, but she was so bored that she secretly took Cuiju with her and slipped out of the manor today to go to the teahouse to listen to the storyteller. They returned a little late and didn't expect to run into this.
Do you live nearby?
Lin Wanqing nodded.
Fei Molong took out a pill and stuffed it into Lin Wanqing's mouth: "This is Tianjizi. If you don't take the antidote within seven days, you will die from intestinal perforation. Don't make a sound. Take me to your home. If you dare to disobey, you will only have one way out: death."
Lin Wanqing nodded again.
Fei Molong sheathed his dagger. Having consumed Tianjizi, he was no longer afraid of Lin Wanqing disobeying him: "Give him directions."
Lin Wanqing, her voice trembling, pointed out the way back to the manor to Chen Fu.
She had slipped out on her own, intending to return late so that she could get back to the estate under the cover of night.
She led Femoron and the other man into the estate through the back door.
Back inside, Chen Fu helped Fei Molong lie down on Lin Wanqing's bed.
"Go fetch a basin of water and find some medicine to heal your wounds. If you dare call for help, I'll kill your young lady," Chen Fu ordered Cuiju.
Cuiju looked at Lin Wanqing tremblingly. Lin Wanqing nodded to her, and Cuiju hurriedly left the house.
"My young master Wang... needs to recuperate here; no one should know."
Lin Wanqing nodded hurriedly.
Even though she had been poisoned, she dared not disobey.
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