Chapter 364 I've avenged this arrow!
The prison was dimly lit.
"Stop hiding!"
Yuwen Tianqing carefully observed where Ji Qingwu could hide.
He shouted, "The gates of the Imperial Prison can only be opened by using two secret keys, one from the inside and one from the outside, simultaneously."
Yuwen Tianqing squinted, scanning everything within his field of vision.
"Hiding won't help. Come out now and I promise I'll treat you well and won't let you suffer."
Ji Qingwu hid in the shadows of the interrogation room, and sweat beaded on his forehead and nose because of his posture.
She can't hold on much longer.
But those eyes showed no fear whatsoever; they shone with an astonishing brightness.
Now, there are only the two of them in this space, which is not much different from the scene that Ji Qingwu had envisioned.
Yuwen Tianqing's footsteps drew closer and closer, and he was only a few feet away from her hiding place.
Ji Qingwu was so excited that she tried to regulate her breathing, recall the key points, and rehearse them in her mind again and again.
Her palms were sweaty, so she gently wiped them on the hem of her skirt. When she looked down, she saw the ink plum blossoms on her pink skirt.
My wildly beating heart immediately calmed down.
Even with limited space and poor visibility, there are too many disadvantages...
She was determined to do it.
Yuwen Tianqing continued to tempt her, saying, "If you want to start a new life in a different place, I can help you. We can cooperate, just like you did in Southern Chu."
"How wonderful it would be to open a clinic and live a quiet, peaceful, and free life."
But no one answered his one-man show.
Yuwen Tianqing's voice was ruthless as he issued his final ultimatum.
"My patience is limited! If you don't come out soon and I find you, you're in big trouble!"
Ji Qingwu silently recited in his heart...
The body moves the arm, the arm moves the fingers, and the bow and hand are interconnected as one.
Before coming to the prison, she went to the Hall of Heroes to retrieve the Heaven-Shaking Bow, which she had just placed outside the prison door.
Ji Qingwu bent over and hid on the wooden cabinet containing the torture instruments, looking down from above.
Yuwen Tianqing had already entered the interrogation room and was searching himself everywhere.
Ji Qingwu's expression was solemn. He squatted down and, in the limited space, drew his bow and raised his wrist.
He stared intently at the back of the person he was targeting.
At the same time, Yuwen Tianqing's ears twitched because he heard a faint sound coming from his right rear, and he was overjoyed.
"I've found out!"
Yuwen Tianqing turned around with a smug look on his face.
At that very moment, a white feathered arrow pierced the air from the direction of the execution rack.
This arrow is very ordinary.
But the bow is no ordinary object; it is powerful and heavy, and the arrows it shoots are extremely fast.
Ji Qingwu's throat bobbed twice; he dared not breathe deeply, but inhaled gently.
Yuwen Tianqing watched helplessly as the arrow flew toward his heart, so fast that its trajectory was almost invisible, and all he could hear was the sharp sound of it cutting through the air.
The sound of an arrow piercing flesh was clearly audible in the quiet prison.
The two were already close, giving Yuwen Tianqing no time to react or move, and the arrow pierced his left chest.
Yuwen Tianqing's body fell to the ground, the white arrow stained with blood.
At this moment, the gate of the imperial prison was also damaged by external force, and the heavy iron gate, weighing a thousand catties, crashed down with a loud bang.
Ji Qingwu's back, which had just relaxed, tensed up again.
The door collapsed, shaking even the cabinet where she was hiding, causing the wooden planks to creak.
It can't support her weight anymore.
A figure ran towards her, opening its arms to her.
Without any hesitation, Ji Qingwu, carrying the Heaven-Shaking Bow, jumped down and rushed into his arms, causing the cabinet to shatter into pieces.
Zhao Mingyan's breathing quickened, and he gripped her tightly with his arms, holding her and the bow close.
Ji Qingwu also wrapped her arms around his neck, her heart pounding like a war drum, the loud thumping breaking through the ice sealed deep within her heart.
What remains frozen is the image of Emperor Wusu lying lifelessly on his bed in the Zhaoyang Palace, his face ashen.
To this day, she still can't bear to recall that scene.
Only now, as she decided to retrieve the bow and arrows, did she realize just how important the person before her truly was to her.
Ji Qingwu's gaze passed over Emperor Wusu's shoulder and landed on Yuwen Tianqing, who was lying on the ground, his blood still flowing with an unusual color.
But she felt it wasn't enough.
Is it enough to repay the person who hurt her with an arrow, even if it's just a matter of getting revenge?
No, it should be made to cause him even more heartache.
She's just that petty.
A pair of burning hands cupped Ji Qingwu's face, attempting to regain her attention.
"Ah Wu, are you alright?"
Zhao Mingyan frowned as he looked her over. Her face was still covered in a fine layer of sweat, and her back was damp, showing how tense the situation had been.
Ji Qingwu shook her head, her small hand covering his hand on the outside.
His tone was full of reverence, and his voice was soft yet slightly hoarse.
"I have avenged this arrow."
Zhao Mingyan's body trembled violently, and he pressed his hand against her head, pushing it towards his shoulder.
Ji Qingwu moved her hand to his left chest and felt the even more turbulent heartbeat beneath his unease.
She tapped it with her finger again, as if she were talking to his heart.
"I've avenged you."
Zhao Mingyan couldn't say anything else, and could only murmur, "Awu..."
Li Yuzong was so moved that his old eyes blurred. He secretly wiped away his tears with his sleeve and made sobbing sounds.
Ji Qingwu then noticed that behind Emperor Wusu, there were still a large number of people standing, with the Grand Commander and the guards all turning their backs.
She quickly buried her head in his chest, her ears turning bright red, showing none of her previous calm and composure.
But soon, she struggled to lift her head again.
Zhao Mingyan looked down at her: "Awu, what's wrong?"
In the dim and cold prison, Emperor Wusu's voice was as gentle as water.
The millennia-old ice has been transformed into a continuously flowing hot spring.
Ji Qingwu's ears tingled, but there were more important things to do now.
"Princess Yong's condition is not good."
*
Three days later.
Ji Qingwu woke up in a room on the third floor of the clinic, yawning.
Mo Lingling lived next door, but she thought she heard Lord Duan's voice.
They sounded a bit agitated, like they were arguing...
Ever since the day he captured the Fourth Prince of Xijin in the imperial prison, Ji Qingwu has not had a single day of peace.
Qiuqiu was left in the palace, and it was unknown whether Emperor Wusu had time to take her with him, but there was still Yuan Heng, and if not everyone was there, there was Li Yuzong and Xiao Dongzi, so nothing could go wrong.
Ji Qingwu was just as busy as the emperor.
Princess Yong was recuperating at the medical clinic, and Prince Yong visited her more than ten times a day.
Duan Mingfeng was seriously injured and came here to get medicine and recuperate. When Mo Lingling saw him, she was like a cat with its fur standing on end, startled by everything he did.
The noise from next door subsided, and Ji Qingwu turned over, intending to go back to sleep.
"Fifth Cousin!"
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