Chapter 17 – Prince Jing’s Poison Plan The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife The Sly Lady (1/2)
The sun set behind the east mountains, red clouds filled the sky, and the golden bits reflecting from the surface of clear water faded.
Along the river bank was lush green grass, forming good looking bushes. A bit of red complemented the grass like dotting eyes to a dragon, bringing the surrounding greenery to life.
However, the red was not from a flower, but a red wedding robe. Its owner lay in the bushes. The lanky and tall body revealed that he is a man. But his black silk hair messily covered his face, blocking most of it, not letting anyone see his looks clearly.
Suddenly, his eyelashes fluttered and he slowly opened his eyes. Looking at the unfamiliar surroundings, his eyes had a brief moment of mist then bit by bit his gaze became sharp. He suddenly sat up, his black hair fell over his back, revealing his handsome face – it was Prince Jing Ye Yichen!
The surroundings were quiet, with not a single soul. The red wedding robes clung to his skin making it very uncomfortable. Ye Yichen flicked his fingers and a faint mist surrounded his body before immediately disappearing. The wedding robes were then fresh and cool, and not the least bit uncomfortable anymore.
Ye Yichen slowly stood up. Deep internal strength quickly circulated through his tendons, unblocked. He silently breathed a sigh of relief – He doesn’t know how to swim and upon falling into the rapids, he had hit his head on a rock and lost consciousness. After being carried for thousands of meters, he only has superficial wounds, how very lucky!
Recalling the culprit that caused him to fall into the valley and suffer and almost lose his life, a darkness crept up over Ye Yichen’s eyes – Ouyang Shaochen!
“Your Highness!” A surprised call rang. Ye Yichen looked up only to see Xu Tianyou hurriedly running over. He carefully examined him, eyes flashing with obvious joy, “Are you alright?”
“I’m fine!” Ye Yichen shook his head and glanced that the ten guards that followed behind, before calmly saying, “Has Murong Xue been taken care of?”
Xu Tianyou paused, the smile on his face frozen.
Ye Yichen’s sharp eyes narrowed, and coldly looked at him, “What? You didn’t force her into the pink sedan chair and carry her back to the Mansion?”
Xu Tianyou’s eyes flashed uncomfortably, “Your Highness had fallen into the valley and your survival was unknown. I was worried about your Highness so…”
“So you brought all the guards to look for me and allowed Murong Xue to openly return to the Marquis’ Mansion.” Ye Yichen continued his sentence, eyes flashed with slight anger. Tianyou had followed him for many years and had always done things to his liking. How is it that he was so careless this time and actually shelved such an important thing?
“Please do not be angry, your Highness. I will immediately lead people to the Marquis’ Mansion and will definitely make Murong Xue sit in the pink sedan chair and carry into the side door of your Mansion within the next 4 hours.”
Prince Jing has always been an invincible God of War in Xu Tianyou’s heart. No one could surpass him in his world, and no one could harm him. Upon suddenly hearing that Prince Jing had fallen into the valley, he became flustered. That’s why he only cared about looking for Prince Jing and neglected the real reason why they were here.
Luckily, the protocols for marrying a concubine was very simple and need not bother too much about auspicious hours. As long as Murong Xue was carried into the Prince’s Mansion using the pink sedan chair by midnight that day, Prince Jing’s banquet would be considered completed.
Ye Yichen hummed in agreement, and earnestly said, “No matter what you do, you must always remember your final purpose. Even if other things happen, when dealing with those issues, you must also put some of your energy into what you had originally set out to do. Remember that you cannot be distracted and forget about your original goal.
“Yes sir!” Xu Tianyou solemnly nodded. He was just about to hurry back to the Capital when a surprised male voice was heard, “Prince Jing!”
Xu Tianyou followed the sound of the voice only to see a middle-aged man in official robes riding on a black handsome horse, speeding towards them. Behind him were a hundred guards in military uniform with swords and as they passed through, they kicked up clouds of dust.