Chapter 226 Help me, I know the princess loves me
"Lin Miaoyin, you dare..."
Before Beigong You could finish his words, his hands loosened and he saw Lin Miaoyin falling straight down towards the thousand-foot cliff below.
He reached down with all his might, but only managed to grab half of her sleeve.
That fiery red figure was like the scattered hibiscus flowers on the branches, gorgeous but fleeting, and was swallowed up by the cliff in an instant.
"Miss——" Yuzhu's shrill voice cut through the sky.
Beigong You's eyes were stung by the blood-red color and he jumped directly in the direction of the fiery red.
"Your Highness!" Feng Ming's heart tightened.
He subconsciously wanted to jump after Beigong You, but was stopped by Guyu and Shuangjiang, "Don't be impulsive!"
The assassin realized that he had achieved his goal, so he blew the whistle and called back his troops, "Retreat!"
Feng Ming lay on the edge of the cliff and punched angrily, "If anything happens to the prince and princess, we won't have to live..."
There was fog in the mountains, and the cliff below seemed even deeper and bottomless.
He knew very well that there was no chance of survival if he fell from such a height. Thinking of this, he was suddenly filled with grief.
"I failed to protect the prince and princess, I feel sorry for Master!"
Yuzhu also came over, looking at the vast white cliff with red eyes, "Miss..."
She gritted her teeth and was about to jump down, "Miss, I will accompany you!"
"Calm down!" Feng Ming stopped the man.
Yuzhu looked at the cliff and burst into tears.
She knew as clearly as Feng Ming that the young lady was in great danger.
Feng Ming suppressed his sadness and comforted her, "The prince and princess are blessed by heaven, they will be fine!"
"The boss is right, the prince and princess will be safe!" Guyu, Shuangjiang and others echoed, they didn't know whether they were comforting Feng Ming or comforting themselves.
"Let's go down the mountain first and look for the prince and princess at the foot of the mountain!" Feng Ming pulled himself out of his sadness and stood up first.
Now is not the time to be sad, they have to go down and find someone quickly.
…
A small courtyard with two entrances on the outskirts of Shengjing.
The man was wearing a sky-blue robe that outlined his slender and tall figure. The white jade hair crown was even more moist against the black hair. He was handsome and elegant, and his grace was full of warmth. His every move was so natural that people couldn't take their eyes off him.
Chen Zhimo heard the footsteps and immediately went out to greet them happily, "Prince!"
“Bang!”
Unexpectedly, the man raised his hand and slapped her in the face, and half of her hair was crooked.
She covered her face, stunned, "What happened to the prince... I don't know what I did wrong to make the prince so angry?"
"Didn't you say that the fourth brother would lure me out after he brought the grain into the city? Why are people in Shengjing City praising him, Prince Ning? I had brought all that grain from Jiangling all the way here, but it all became Prince Ning's credit! That's not all, but he actually gave the grain to Beigong Xian. I've been busy all this time, but now I've made wedding clothes for them for nothing!"
Now he has become very passive.
"How could it be like this?" Chen Zhimo's expression suddenly changed. "Ayou is not that kind of person. He would not pretend to obey, and he would not do anything to steal the credit."
"Ayou Ayou... tell me the truth, have you not given up on the fourth brother yet?" Beigong Shu said as he pinched Chen Zhimo's neck fiercely.
"I, I didn't, cough cough..." Chen Zhimo struggled violently out of the instinct for survival.
However, the more she struggled, the angrier Beigong Shu became. He was almost overwhelmed by anger and broke Chen Zhimo's neck.
His usually gentle face was tinged with anger and gradually became ferocious.
"My Lord, spare my life, ahem..."
Chen Zhimo's face turned red and she was about to suffocate, so Beigong Shu pushed her away.
"Bang!" His force was so great that Chen Zhimo's head hit the corner hard, blood gushing out, but there was no trace of pain in his eyes.
Chen Zhimo covered his injured forehead but did not dare to bandage it, letting the blood flow.
She looked at the man in front of her who was looking down on her and trembled. "I have never had any intention of overstepping my bounds towards Prince Ning. Every time I went to see him, I followed his orders. The prince and I have been childhood sweethearts. From the beginning to the end, there is only you in my heart. How can there be room for others?"
Her eyelashes trembled and tears flowed down her cheeks.
A trace of sadness flashed across her drooping eyelids. Ever since she could remember, she had regarded Beigong Shu as her future husband. After she reached the age of 15, she was married into the Shu Palace under the arrangement of her grandfather and father. She thought she would be the happiest and most noble woman.
But only after she became Princess Shu did she realize that Prince Shu was not as gentle and refined as he appeared.
Even so, she already loved him.
Ten years later, she lost her direction and herself.
No matter how deep the friendship is, it cannot withstand the beatings day after day. She doesn't know when her love for Beigong Shu was completely worn out.
But now she has no choice but to continue to be Princess Shu.
When Beigong Shu heard Chen Zhimo's heartfelt words, the hostility between his eyebrows gradually dissipated, and he became as gentle as jade again. He helped her up from the corner and carefully wiped the red from her forehead, "Of course I know that the princess loves me."
Chen Zhimo looked up pitifully.
Many times, she couldn't resist Beigong Shu's tenderness, just like now.
"Since the princess loves me, she will plan for me, right?" Beigong Shu touched Chen Zhimo's cheek lovingly, as if full of pity, "Zhimo, help me, the next thing depends on you."
The tenderness in Chen Zhimo's eyes gradually turned cold.
But she couldn't refuse.
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Inside the Jokhang Temple.
After being hit by thirty-six sticks, Song Qingyun was only left with one breath.
He lay on the couch in a daze for the whole day, the air was filled with blood, and he had a high fever that wouldn't go away. He was almost burned to death.
Lily twisted her handkerchief to cool Song Qingyun down while complaining, "The prince allowed the princess to beat the concubine like this, and he has obviously given up on her. If that's the case, why doesn't he call us back? Even if we go back to the palace to do laundry and cooking, it's better than serving this ancestor here."
"She was beaten like this, and you're not allowed to call a doctor. Aren't you just letting her die?"
"With her body, she won't be able to hold on for a few days..."
"Sister Baizhi, let's go and beg the prince to let us go back home. I don't want to serve a dead person here."
Bai Zhi took the handkerchief from Baihe's hand and continued to cool Song Qingyun down. "Stop talking now. As long as the prince doesn't assign us other tasks, we will stay here to accompany the concubine. It is our duty to serve her."
"Sister Bai Zhi..."
"Okay, stop talking now. If other people hear these words, they will think that all of us in Prince Ning's Mansion are traitors."
She knew that Lily was resentful.
If Song Qingyun had been nicer to them, Lily would not have had such rebellious thoughts.
I don’t know whether it was because Lily and Baizhi took good care of her, or because Song Qingyun was just lucky.
She woke up after two days in a coma.
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