Shangyu Chen rode a tall maroon horse and led a group of people to the gate of the city lord's mansion.
The sky was extremely gloomy today, and the entire city lord's palace was surrounded by a group of people dressed in foreign costumes. They were holding strange weapons.
When the leader saw Shang Yuchen, he quickly stepped forward to salute.
"Grassman Gremu meets His Highness the Crown Prince."
"Grimu? I know you. You are the bodyguard around Chieftain Mo Xiu."
"It's just the common people. We are here to wait for the return of His Royal Highness on the orders of the chieftain."
"Where is Prince Jing? Where are the people from the government? Where are they?"
"Go back to Your Highness the Crown Prince. It is not convenient to go into details here. Please come inside, Your Highness."
Gremu's tone was respectful but tough from beginning to end. Except for Shang Yuchen, he didn't even look at anyone else.
Lan Zhi whispered to Shangyichen: "Your Highness, something is wrong. Otherwise, I will wait for my subordinates and Jin Baihu to investigate first."
Before entering the city, they had heard from the common people that Mo Xiu led his troops into the city, but no news came out after that.
Shangyu Chen is here now as the Crown Prince of the East Palace. If the other party has ulterior motives and tries to trick you into trapping you, wouldn't they suffer a big loss?
"No need, just go in. There is no danger inside." Su Zhen said.
She has already checked the city lord's mansion with her spiritual sense. There is no ambush, just
"Su Shaoqing" paused, still hesitating.
Unexpectedly, Shangyu Chen immediately dismounted his horse and walked towards the inside, and the others had to quickly follow.
Su Zhen was dressed in a white outfit, her hair was tied up high, and her slightly childish face showed a maturity beyond her own age.
The moment she stepped into the door, she seemed to feel something. Her eyes suddenly turned cold, and she smelled a strong smell of blood.
Not just her, everyone else smelled it.
Tang Yinchen covered his nose and shouted: "Good guy, how many people have died? The smell is too strong!"
"Except for Prince Jing, no one in the government will survive."
As soon as Gremu finished speaking, everyone stopped and looked at him in shock.
"What did you say? Say it again?! What happened! Who did it?"
"Your Highness, it's Prince Jing."
"Nonsense! How could Prince Jing, with his little martial arts skills, possibly massacre everyone in the City Lord's Mansion!"
"Not only Prince Jing, but also a group of martial arts masters. They are all seriously injured now and are recuperating in the backyard."
"What?! Seriously injured! Prince Jing is also injured?!" Shangyu Chen asked, suppressing his anxiety.
"Yes! King Jing's meridians were completely destroyed, and there were countless stab wounds. The most serious one was the broken ribs that were inserted into his heart and lungs. If our chieftain hadn't used magic medicine to kill him, I'm afraid he would have died long ago!
"
"Why didn't you tell me earlier! Take me to see him quickly!"
"yes!"
The group of people hurried towards the backyard.
As expected, no one from the government was seen along the way. They were all members of the Kayi tribe. They had completely taken control of the city lord's mansion.
Before they even entered the backyard door, a strong medicinal smell penetrated everyone's noses.
Gremu opened the door and saw many simple wooden beds and straw mats placed in the yard. On them were many seriously injured people, both men and women, with their own weapons beside them.
Judging from their uniform clothing, they should belong to the same sect or organization.
Seeing them pushing the door open, one man climbed up with difficulty and said to Gremu: "Master Gremu, where is His Highness the Crown Prince? Didn't I say that Your Highness is here?"
Gremu stepped aside slightly, revealing Shang Yuchen behind him, "His Royal Highness is here."
Everyone looked at the young man in white with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes in front of them, and couldn't help but shed tears.
"Your Highness! You are finally here! If you don't show up, His Highness Prince Jing will not be able to bear it any longer."
"Where is he?"
"In the east wing, His Highness Prince Jing has been waiting for you. He has been working hard for so many days just to see you one last time! If you come a step later, you may only be able to see His Highness." The man
My eyes turned red when I said it, and I burst into tears after I said it.
"Lan Zhi, let the imperial physician seize the time to treat everyone. Zhen'er, Ayue, follow me to see Prince Jing, and the others will assist the imperial physician."
"yes."
As everyone went about their business, Gremu brought Shang Yuchen and the others to the east wing.
The door was wide open, and basin after basin of blood was brought out, as well as blood-stained gauze randomly thrown at the door, all of which reminded them that Shang Mujing's life was hanging by a thread.
Shangyu Chen did not ask Gremu to report, but just asked him to stay outside the door.
There was a screen in front of the bedroom. As soon as they got closer, they heard a sigh from the old man.
"Your Highness, please forgive me for speaking frankly. Your injuries are so severe that even a deity coming to earth will be unable to save you."
"It's okay. Ahem, cough, cough. If you die, you will die. It's just that I don't know if I can wait for my third brother and my mother. It's a pity that I can't serve her anymore."
"Your Highness."
"Who said I can't continue to serve you? Your Majesty is the only son of Yafei. If you die, how can she survive alone in that palace that eats people without spitting out their bones?" Su Zhen didn't say anything yet.
Come first.
Shang Mujing was overjoyed when he heard her voice, but as soon as his mood fluctuated, he suddenly coughed violently, and he felt terrible pain all over his body.
When he opened his eyes, he saw a wide sleeve dangling in front of his eyes, and a big hand wiping the cold sweat from his forehead with the other end.
"elder brother"
At this time, Shang Mujing was like a child who had been wronged. When he saw his brother coming, he burst into tears and cried hard.
Shangyu Chen touched his head gently and said softly: "Don't be afraid, Xiao Jing, third brother is here."
"Ooooh! Brother! I thought I would never see you again!"
If he hadn't been covered in bandages and couldn't move, he would have fallen into Shangyichen's arms.
Moreover, his third brother has always looked young and mature since he grew up. It has been many years, and he has not been so gentle to him again.
"Don't be afraid, I will save you."
Seeing that Shang Mujing was crying out of breath, Shang Yuchen comforted him for a while.
"Okay, don't let him talk anymore. Your Highness, let me save people first. If we delay for a while, his life will be really gone."
"You? Zhen'er? Can you save me?" Shang Mujing's eyes lit up again.
"able."
"This young master, don't make fun of His Highness Prince Jing's life."
"I always keep my word. If I say I can save him, I will definitely save him! If you don't believe me, Mr. Chieftain, you can just watch from the sidelines."
Seeing Shang Yuchen nod, Mo Xiu didn't refute, "Okay! I'll wait and see!"
Seeing Su Zhen reaching out to untie Shang Mujing's bandage, Xiao Chuhong suddenly grabbed her hand.