The night rain penetrated all the silence, and in the palace of Prince Chu Xiang, only the faint lights reflected the dullness of the dancing shadows of the trees.
In Chu Xiang's courtyard, a maid opened the door with medicine in hand. When she saw the scene clearly, her eyes widened suddenly and she looked inside in disbelief.
In the room, there were corpses lying on the floor, and the strong smell of blood permeated them. The blood seemed to have gathered into a small stream, winding and flowing out slowly.
King Chu Xiang was sitting in a wheelchair. He was wearing a white singlet and holding a golden sword in his hand. There was a deep scar on his face, and blood was seeping out. Even so, he saw
It still sounds authoritative, domineering and confident.
But at this moment, Yin Jingchao suddenly bent over and covered his abdomen.
A masked man dressed in black suddenly appeared behind him and stabbed him quickly.
For a moment, screams rang out in the room.
Everyone else was panicked, and Yin Ping was also hit hard. His knees shook and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.
He lost too much blood, his face was pale, and his throat seemed to have been pierced by a steel nail.
Yin Ping tried hard to climb to Yin Jingchao's side, but still failed.
He fell to the ground, completely lifeless.
"Ah! Killed!"
The palace maid screamed, and then her throat was cut with a sharp dagger.
The entire Chu Xiang Prince's Mansion seemed to be shrouded in a shadow.
The palace maid's voice finally alerted the guards patrolling outside the house. Ye Shengxuan rushed in with his men, just in time to see a black shadow jump out of the window.
His eyes tightened, "Chase!"
Ye Shengxuan ran forward and helped Yin Jingchao up, "Your Majesty!"
Yin Jingchao's eyelashes trembled heavily. After trying hard for a long time, he finally opened his eyes and said brokenly: "Lu... Lulu..."
"Come here! Find the Crown Prince!"
Ye Shengxuan ordered with red eyes.
A moment later, Ji Yanchen, dressed in pajamas, came quickly carrying a medicine box.
The smell of blood filled the Chuxiang Courtyard. When he looked at Yin Jingchao in a pool of blood, Ji Yanchen's pupils shrank suddenly.
He walked up quickly and placed his slender fingertips on Yin Jingchao's pulse. Immediately, the light in Ji Yanchen's eyes went out.
He retracted his hand tremblingly.
"Who did it?"
Yin Jing spit out a mouthful of sticky blood, and he stretched out his hand toward the door, "Lu... Lu Lu..."
"Your Majesty, Crown Prince Yin is missing today. His subordinates have ordered people to look for him. Your Majesty, you must hold on!"
Ye Shengxuan knelt in front of Yin Jingchao, his eyes were scarlet and his voice was choked with sobs.
He was adopted by the prince since he was a child, trained by him, grew up, and later followed the prince on the battlefield. Over the years, although he is not a father and son, he is better than a father and son.
Now...
Ye Shengxuan clenched the sword in his hand.
No matter who the murderer is, he will find him and cut him into pieces.
As if thinking of something, Ye Shengxuan grabbed Ji Yanchen's hand and said, "Master Ji! Please, you must save the prince, at least until the prince comes back!"
"Hmm."
Ji Yanchen nodded.
He found a pill from the bottom of the medicine box. After hesitating for a moment, he stuffed the pill into Yin Jingchao's mouth.
The medicine melted in your mouth quickly.
The sweet smell lingered between the nostrils and filled the entire mouth, finally giving Yin Jingchao some strength.