NCCnovel Chapter 239: Min An Guo’s Spy
Chapter 239: Min An Guo’s Spy
Here, Chu Lingfeng and Murong Ling'er were riding side by side, discussing in low voices the marriage between Zhao and Min'an.
On the way, Chu Lingfeng told Murong Ling'er the details of the assassination of Mr. Li last night, including the strange arrangement of the scene, the mysterious man in black, and the fact that the mastermind behind the scene was Concubine Rong.
Moreover, at this time the crown prince was seriously ill, but the two countries were suddenly planning a marriage. Doubts arose in the minds of the two men, and they both thought of a possibility.
Chu Lingfeng frowned, his eyes revealing deep worry. He said in a deep voice, "Noble Concubine Rong's behavior is so mysterious and unpredictable. Yet, she is trying so hard to promote the marriage at this critical moment. I'm afraid she is most likely a spy planted by the Min An Kingdom in Zhao."
"What you said is absolutely true."
Murong Ling'er raised her eyebrows slightly, closed her beautiful eyes, and nodded in agreement. She then continued, "The most urgent task at hand is to immediately dispatch personnel to infiltrate the princess's guard of honor and closely monitor her every move."
"Also, since we already know that Concubine Rong is from Min'an, we must send people to Min'an to search for clues and see if we can find any trace of her contact with Min'an."
"It's a pity that the Crown Prince is seriously ill at the moment and cannot pass the news back so that the court can take precautions early."
Chu Lingfeng looked into the distance with a helpless look on his face. He was thousands of miles away from Kyoto, and this matter involved people in the harem. He was really powerless to do anything. Thinking of Zhao Hao, he couldn't help but sigh again.
Murong Ling'er raised her eyebrows when she heard this, and said with a mysterious smile: "Who said that the prince was seriously ill? He was just pretending to be sick."
"What? Faking illness?" Chu Lingfeng's face was filled with astonishment. He quickly reined in the reins, turned around, and stared intently at Murong Ling'er, asking, "Is this news accurate? Where did you hear it?"
Murong Linger raised her head slightly, looked at the Golden Eagle King circling in the sky, and said slowly: "Do you remember that I gave him a medicine before he left?"
Chu Lingfeng was slightly startled when he heard this, and immediately remembered, "That medicine..."
"That's right, it's that medicine. As long as he still has a breath, he can be cured even if he is seriously injured. With my medical skills, I naturally know the efficacy of that medicine, so I guess he is pretending to be sick now and waiting for the opportunity." Murong Ling'er's eyes were firm and her tone was full of confidence.
Chu Lingfeng suddenly realized and felt relieved thinking about it.
He knew very well that the prince's current situation was quite difficult. Concubine Rong and her faction had been planning for a long time. Her two princes were deeply loved by Emperor Zhao, and they had made friends with many forces in the court and the country, and had a good reputation.
On the other hand, the prince had lost many soldiers and generals after He Hong's defeat, and he had few people at his disposal, and his support in the court was also decreasing.
Showing weakness at this time and letting the enemy relax their vigilance is indeed the best strategy. Unfortunately, Concubine Rong's tactic of forming an alliance between the two countries has put the prince in a dilemma.
Seeing Chu Lingfeng frowning in deep thought, Murong Linger did not disturb him. She turned around and quickly walked to the guest room in the inn to visit Huo Jianjie.
Huo Jianjie was lying on the bed, his face as pale as paper. He frowned from time to time in a coma, as if he was still in great pain.
He slowly opened his eyes and was stunned for a long time. The tragic scene before he closed his eyes was still clear in his mind. His abdomen was pierced by a knife, and the piercing pain seemed to still be there, which was terrifying.
After a long time, he finally came to his senses and realized something was wrong. He moved his lips and murmured weakly, "I... am not dead?"
He turned his head with difficulty and looked around. The room was filled with a faint medicinal fragrance and flickering candlelight. He saw Huo Shuixian lying on the edge of the bed, already asleep, with tears still on her face.
Seeing Huo Shuixian was safe and sound, Huo Jianjie breathed a sigh of relief. Before he could finish his sigh of relief, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, like a burning fire.
He couldn't help but look up at his stomach, but unexpectedly, this simple action actually affected the wound. The pain made him gasp, his face became even paler, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.
Huo Shuixian was sleeping in a daze. Suddenly she heard some noise and woke up suddenly. She subconsciously looked up at her father lying on the bed.
When Huo Shuixian saw Huo Jianjie awake, she was stunned for a moment, then a glint of surprise flashed in her eyes. She sat up suddenly and shouted in a trembling voice, "Dad! Are you awake?"
At this moment, Huo Shuixian felt that her sincere prayers to the Buddha for protection of her father had indeed been heard by the Buddha. Her eyes were red with excitement and tears welled up in her eyes again. All the torment she had endured in the past two days was swept away and she felt as if she had been reborn.
She held her father's hand tightly, as if she was afraid that if she let go, her father would disappear again.
“Water… Narcissus,” Huo Jianjie’s lips trembled, and every word he uttered seemed like he was enduring great pain. “Where…are we now?” His voice was as weak as a candle in the wind, yet it was filled with endless confusion and worry.
Huo Shuixian was sitting beside the bed, her eyes fixed on her father's pale face. Upon hearing this, she hurriedly reached out and gently pressed Huo Jianjie's shoulder, saying softly, "Dad, we're at the post station in Liuzhou City now. You must not move. Your wound is horribly deep and hasn't even begun to heal! You need to rest well for the next few days. If you're not careful, the wound will rupture and it will be troublesome."
Her eyes were full of heartache and concern, and her hands moved gently for fear of hurting her father.
Huo Jianjie's heart trembled. The slight movement just now had caused him so much pain that he felt like his soul was about to leave his body. Now, after hearing what his daughter said, how could he dare to move again?
After the sharp pain subsided a little, the ache that felt like countless ants gnawing at the wound eased a little, and he couldn't wait to ask, "Narcissus, how are everyone doing? Is your eldest sister okay? How are Zihao and the others? I was unconscious the whole way here, and my heart was like it was frying in oil, with no peace of mind for a moment."
"Don't worry, Dad. I'll tell you slowly."
Seeing that her father's face was covered with anxiety like a dark cloud, his eyes were red and tears were welling up in them, Huo Shuixian took a deep breath, sorted out her thoughts, and recounted what had happened in the past two days in a concise and clear manner.
She recounted everything from how everyone encountered danger on the way, how Murong Ling'er stepped forward, to the various thrilling situations that followed.
When Huo Jianjie heard that the main figures of the Huo and Chu families were all fine and that the injured were other fugitives, his heart, which had been in a clenched knot, finally relaxed a little, and his facial expression also relaxed a little, no longer as tense as before as if water could drip out of it.
Thinking of Sun Ying, Huo Jianjie's eyes became complicated and deep, like a deep lake, making it impossible to see the emotions in them.
He had never expected that Chu Lingfeng would almost step into the gates of hell to save him. If his eldest daughter had not arrived in time, his life would probably have turned into a lonely soul in Liuzhou City.
Deep in his heart, he felt both gratitude and dissatisfaction.
She was grateful for Chu Lingfeng's life-saving grace, but dissatisfied with the fact that at the critical moment of life and death, the person she cared about most seemed to be Sun Ying.
Just as Huo Jianjie was immersed in his own thoughts, Murong Ling'er gently pushed the door open and walked in.
The sound of the door hinge turning was very light, but it still startled Huo Shuixian. Huo Shuixian was like a frightened deer. She immediately retreated to the side, lowered her head slightly, folded her hands in front of her, and stared at her toes. She was as well-behaved as a docile cat.
Seeing this scene, Huo Jianjie's heart skipped a beat and he felt strange.
Whenever these two sisters meet, they either quarrel until their faces turn red or fight until the whole place is in chaos.
Some time ago, my little daughter was so scared that she was in a trance and behaved crazily, as if she had lost her soul. Why is she so well-behaved today?
Is there any reason behind this?