NCCnovel Chapter 165 The Prince is Missing
Chapter 165 The Prince is Missing
Lin Yu hurried over, his expression solemn, and reported in a low voice: "Sir, something bad has happened. The prince has been assassinated and is missing."
Chu Lingfeng frowned after hearing this, thinking to himself that if this news was true, the court would be in turmoil.
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At this moment, in the haystack in the wilderness, Zhao Hao's face was pale, the sharp blade had penetrated deeper into his chest, blood oozed out, soaking his clothes.
Zhao Wei, standing by, was also covered in wounds. He looked at Zhao Hao, anxious but not daring to act rashly.
"Your Highness, you must hold on. Once the people arrive, we will be saved." Zhao Wei gritted his teeth, his voice trembling slightly.
They thought they could be temporarily safe by escaping from Leizhou City, but they were assassinated again on the way. Last time, they were able to escape with the help of Chu Lingfeng and Murong Ling'er. This time, they only had a team of secret guards. After a fierce battle, only the two of them were left, and Zhao Hao was seriously injured and on the verge of death.
Zhao Wei knew it was too dangerous to travel with the seriously injured prince, but how long could he hide in this remote place? He wanted to find a doctor, but he was worried that something might happen if he left Zhao Hao alone.
While he was hesitating, Zhao Hao weakly raised his hand and pointed to his sleeve pocket. Zhao Wei understood and hurriedly took out the golden wound medicine and sprinkled it carefully around the wound. However, he still didn't dare to draw his sword. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead and his anxiety was beyond words.
At this moment, the sound of horse hooves came from afar.
Zhao Wei's expression suddenly changed, and he looked at Zhao Hao. The two of them didn't dare to make any sound, and even their breathing was very light.
"Lady Witch, it's getting dark. Why don't we stop here? According to this itinerary, we will reach Leizhou City tomorrow." Jingya looked up at the sky and respectfully asked Feiyu in the carriage.
"Yeah!" Fei Yu responded softly. She leaned lazily against the wall of the carriage. She was exhausted both physically and mentally after chasing Chu Lingfeng all the way.
This is the main road leading to Leizhou City. Smoke is curling up in the village, it is the evening cooking time.
With Feiyu's approval, the carriage slowly drove towards the village. When it reached a pile of haystacks, Feiyu frowned slightly. She keenly smelled a hint of blood. She calmly lifted the curtain to take a look, then quietly put it down again.
Zhao Wei's heart was in his throat, and he didn't breathe a sigh of relief until the sound of the carriage gradually disappeared.
Jingya had parked the carriage outside a spacious courtyard. After some negotiations with the owner, she successfully rented the courtyard and prepared to spend the night.
Zhao Wei looked at the prince's wound and pondered what to do next. He decided to explore the area under the cover of night to see if he could find water and food, so as to replenish his strength and then make plans.
He gently gave Zhao Hao a few words of advice, then crouched down and carefully sneaked towards the edge of the village.
In the village, after Feiyu got off the car, Jingya served him.
Fei Yu seemed to be strolling casually in the yard, but in fact she was paying attention to the movements around her. She felt that there was something strange about this village, but she couldn't tell why.
Zhao Wei found a source of water by the stream outside the village. When he was about to return, he saw several suspicious people whispering in the dark.
He quickly hid behind a tree and listened carefully. He vaguely heard them mention words like "prince" and "assassin". He was shocked. Could it be that the assassination of the prince was related to them?
Zhao Wei clenched his fists and decided to go back to the haystack to inform Zhao Hao before making a decision.
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As soon as they entered the room, Jingya and Jingsi immediately became busy.
Jingya walked to the well with ease, shook the bucket skillfully, and the clear well water rippled in the bucket.
Jingsi was carefully making the bed in the room. She first shook the bedding vigorously to make it fluffy, and then carefully smoothed out the wrinkles on the sheets. Every movement was done with great care.
Feiyu sat on a chair beside him, but his thoughts involuntarily drifted back to the bloody smell he smelled when he passed by the haystack just now.
She sat up slightly and whispered to Jingya who was busy, "Jingya, go take a look at the haystack we passed by when we came in."
Jingya stopped what she was doing, turned around with a look of surprise and asked, "Witch, is there something unusual?"
Feiyu nodded slightly, with a hint of doubt and caution in his eyes: "Go! Be careful."
After Jingya took the order and left, Feiyu narrowed his eyes slightly and leaned lazily against the back of the chair. He seemed relaxed, but in fact he was constantly thinking about various possibilities in his heart.
Jingya slowly approached the haystack along the path she had come from. Her steps were light and graceful, like a feather falling to the ground. She gripped her sword tightly, the lines on the hilt dampened by the sweat from her palm.
She knew very well that this haystack in the open countryside was an excellent hiding place, and ordinary people would not hide there for no reason. The witch specially sent her to check it out, so there must be a reason.
After approaching the haystack, Jingya first looked around vigilantly to make sure that no one was following or hiding nearby.
Then, she slowly stretched out the long sword in her hand and gently poked the haystack with the tip of the sword. Every time she poked, she listened carefully to see if there was any unusual movement.
Once, twice... She repeated this action patiently until the entire haystack was poked by her. However, the surroundings were still dead silent, without any sound coming out.
Jingya frowned slightly and slowly put away her sword. The doubts in her heart grew even stronger. She squatted down and began to carefully inspect the haystack. Her eyes were as sharp as torches and she did not miss any details.
Suddenly, she found that on the upper side of the haystack, there was a spot of hay that was a little messy, as if it had been trampled by a heavy object. She moved closer to take a closer look and faintly saw a dark red color stuck on the hay.
Seeing this touch of red, Jingya's expression instantly became serious and cold.
Because it was dark, she overlooked this subtle trace.
She took a deep breath, drew the long sword from her waist again, tapped the ground with her toes, and jumped onto the haystack.
She looked down from above, her eyes revealing determination. She then kicked the top haystack and swung the sword in her hand, slashing at the haystack with a fierce sword energy.
As the haystack was chopped open, Jingya's breathing stopped instantly. She saw large bloodstains where someone had been lying in the haystack. The glaring red color looked particularly terrifying in the dim light, and the bloodstains were extremely fresh, obviously the person who had left here had not been away for long.
Jingya was shocked and did not dare to delay for a moment. She used her lightness skills and flew towards the village like a black shadow.
It turned out that just after the carriage passed by the haystack, Zhao Wei felt uneasy. He knew that the haystack was no longer safe. Taking advantage of the dim sky, he endured his own pain, carried Zhao Hao on his back, and carefully sneaked into the village.
They found an abandoned and dilapidated farmyard in the corner of the village. The yard was overgrown with weeds and covered with cobwebs, and it looked like no one had lived there for a long time.
Zhao Wei took Zhao Hao to hide in a relatively secluded room and placed Zhao Hao on a shabby wooden bed.
Thanks to Zhao Wei's quick reaction, he escaped Jingya's initial detection.
On this side, Jingya rushed back to the yard anxiously and told Feiyu everything that had happened.
After listening to this, Feiyu lowered her head slightly and fell into deep thought. Her fingers tapped lightly on the armrest, making a rhythmic sound.
After a long time, Fei Yu suddenly raised his head, his eyes showing a hint of determination: "Go and find out what happened recently."
"Yes, witch." The maids responded respectfully in unison, then turned around, walked out of the yard quickly, blended into the night of the village, and went to seek news.