The moment their eyes met, the two of them obviously didn't say anything, but Wang Jinling understood what Feng Qingchen wanted to do, and Feng Qingchen also knew that Wang Jinling understood her and would cooperate with her.
Wang Jinling nodded gently towards Feng Qingchen, and Feng Qingchen closed her eyes to show that she understood.
The two communicated silently, without alerting anyone, and had already formulated a rescue plan.
After confirming that Wang Jinling would cooperate with her plan, Feng Qingchen stopped thinking about it and silently waited for the opportunity.
In order to make Wang Jinling compromise, King Luo's guard pressed the knife slightly hard against the corner of Feng Qingchen's eye, and a drop of blood slipped from the corner of Feng Qingchen's eye.
The pain reached a certain level, and Feng Qingchen was already numb. At least she no longer felt pain. As for the broken appearance? With such a small injury, with the medicine of the Valley Master, not even a scar would be left, so...
Not only her, but even the Nine Emperors Uncle wouldn't take it seriously. She wasn't dead anyway.
"Young Master, do you want to give in?" the guard asked arrogantly. Wang Jinling hesitated for a moment, and the guard used another force, and the tip of the knife had pierced Feng Qingchen's face. Wang Jinling finally compromised: "Put the knife down, don't hurt me.
She, I will let you go."
"Take Miss Feng with you?" Luo Wang's guard couldn't believe what he heard.
Is the eldest son of the Wang family compromising?
"Don't hurt her, I'll let you go." Wang Jinling repeated his words, but only he and Feng Qingchen understood the meaning of his words.
A gentleman makes a promise, and Wang Jinling is a gentleman in the eyes of the world. No one will doubt what he says, and the guards of King Luo will not think that the elegant young master will lie to them.
"Don't worry, Eldest Young Master, we will never hurt Miss Feng." After receiving the Eldest Young Master's promise, King Luo's guard put away the knife, but at this moment, Feng Qingchen, who had been closing his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes, and a light flashed in his eyes.
, before King Luo's guard could move, Feng Qingchen violently hit the guard behind him with his head.
At the same moment, the Wang family guards quickly stepped forward and threw the long arrows in their hands directly at the Luo King guards.
"Ah..." The guard guarding Feng Qingchen was in pain. As soon as his hand loosened, Feng Qingchen fell to the ground like soft mud. Before the others could react, they were stopped by King Luo's guard.
"Young Master, you are despicable." Seeing that the situation was not going well, King Luo's guards ignored Feng Qingchen and concentrated on fighting with the Wang family guards.
"I am true to my word and will definitely let you go." Wang Jinling smiled gently, but the smile did not reach his eyes.
Ignoring the chaos on the battlefield, Wang Jinling stepped into the fighting circle and picked up Feng Qingchen, who was covered in blood.
"Qingchen." As if holding the most precious treasure in the world, Wang Jinling moved piously, his bloodshot eyes filled with tears: "I'm late.
Wang Jinling hugged Feng Qingchen tightly and pressed it against his heart.
"I..." Feng Qingchen woke up faintly and wanted to say it was okay, but her lips could not move and her eyelids trembled slightly but could not be opened.
She is so tired.
"It's okay, it's okay." Wang Jinling lowered his head and gently rubbed his cheek against Feng Qingchen's forehead. Feng Qingchen's face was covered with blood and mud, but Wang Jinling didn't feel dirty and held Feng Qingchen in his arms.
Walking forward, the guard wanted to take over halfway, but Wang Jinling refused.
"Prepare the carriage and ask the doctor to go to Wang...Feng's Mansion immediately." He wanted to take Feng Qingchen back to the Wang family, but he couldn't. He couldn't ruin Qingchen's reputation.
"Yes, Young Master." The guard responded respectfully, and asked in a low voice: "Where are the guards of Prince Luo's Mansion?"
Wang Jinling just thought for a moment and said: "Kill all the people in the forest, and leave these five alive. Together with the corpses, send them to Prince Luo's Mansion with great fanfare. I want everyone in the capital to know."
"I understand." The guard of the Wang family knew as soon as he heard this that this matter would not go well. The Wang family wanted to expose this matter and King Laluo went into the water.
Before Wang Jinling got on the carriage, he looked back at the tied guards of Prince Luo's Mansion, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
He will put all the debts on King Luo.
Wang Jinling held the unconscious Feng Qingchen in his arms and walked quickly towards the city. Before entering the city, he met Fu Lin who came to look for them.
Fu Lin came on the emperor's order. Even if Wang Jinling was in a hurry, he had to stop and exchange greetings with Fu Lin.
At any rate, Fu Lin knew that Feng Qingchen's condition was not good, so he only asked Wang Jinling briefly about his situation, and then asked Wang Jinling to hand over King Luo's people to him for treatment.
I thought Wang Jinling would be happy to hand over this trouble, but I didn't expect Wang Jinling to refuse.
"Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Fu. My Wang family can still handle some minor matters, so I won't cause trouble to Mr. Fu." It is indeed easier for the emperor to handle it, but there are some vengeances that must be avenged personally, such as framing the queen.
If the emperor executes him, King Luo's fate will not be painful.
"Eldest Young Master, are you sure you want to take action yourself?" Does Wang Jinling not consider the Wang family?
"My Wang family still has this ability." It is easier to dismount the son of a deposed queen than to dismount the son of a queen.
Looking at the situation in Prince Luo's Mansion, Prince Luo must have been seriously injured. If he took action at this time, Prince Luo wouldn't even have a chance to counterattack. If he misses such a good opportunity, then he is not Wang Jinling.
"My eldest son, there are some things that you shouldn't do too much. After all, he is the son of the Holy Emperor." Fu Lin deliberately wanted to persuade him. After all, Wang Jinling represents the Wang family after his death. Some things have been done, and it is the Wang family that is unlucky.
"Your Majesty is a wise king." Wang Jinling made it clear that he would not compromise. Seeing that Fu Lin refused to give way, he added: "Master Fu wants to ask for credit. Maybe you can get some benefits by driving him out now." It's too late, there is only one.
There was so much blood on the ground that even the corpses could not be retrieved.
"You can take care of yourself." Fu Lin was so angry at Wang Jinling's attitude that he refused to give in. After leaving these words, he led others towards the place where the incident occurred.
No matter what, the person must be kidnapped from Wang Jinling's hands to avoid losing the royal dignity.
Meeting Fulin was just a small episode and did not affect Wang Jinling's progress. However, after entering the city, Fulin was very kind and asked someone to leak the incident to City Lord Chu.
For the sake of King Zhou, his prospective son-in-law, the Lord of Chu City would definitely come forward, and the people of Chu City and King Zhou would behead King Luo without even needing any intervention from the Wang family.
After arranging this matter, Wang Jinling stopped caring about King Luo's affairs. He was now fully focused on Feng Qingchen.
Feng Qingchen's body was covered in either mud or blood. Wang Jinling really didn't know how badly Feng Qingchen was injured, but her high body temperature made Wang Jinling extremely uneasy, fearing that Feng Qingchen would burn out.
Along the way, Wang Jinling kept using cold water to wipe Feng Qingchen's face and hands. Seeing Feng Qingchen's broken left arm, scratched cheek and bruised forehead, Wang Jinling shed a tear from the corner of his eye.
His big hand gently stroked Feng Qingchen's cheek. Wang Jinling felt extremely guilty: "If Uncle Nine Emperors were here, King Luo would not dare to touch you."
"I'm sorry Qingchen, I didn't protect you well."
"I am indeed not as good as the Nine Emperors Uncle. You are right to choose the Nine Emperors Uncle."
"Qingchen, there won't be a next time. King Luo can never hurt you again, and I will never let him go."
Wang Jinling hugged Feng Qingchen, his forehead touched Feng Qingchen's, and she cried silently until the carriage stopped...
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