"Ah Shu!"
"Cousin Shu!"
Ling Xiao's anxious and choking voice sounded together with Ling Ji's urgent voice.
Ling Jingshu turned her head and called out "Axiao", and her tense spirit suddenly relaxed. A glint of relief flashed in his eyes.
Finally got over it! Everyone is safe and sound, great!
Ling Xiao can't see, but his hearing and smell are extremely sharp. The smell of blood in the air was nauseating. The seriously injured gangsters or guards kept screaming in agony.
It's simply hell on earth.
A chill surged from the bottom of his heart and quickly spread to his limbs. Ling Xiao only felt that his hands and feet were cold and his whole body was stiff, and tears welled up quickly.
With Jing Yu's help, Ling Xiao groped his way to Ling Jingshu's side and choked with sobs: "Ah Shu, you are kind and delicate by nature, and don't want to see blood. You must be frightened tonight... "
Kind and delicate? No blood
The young man in black clothes gave Ling Jingshu a mocking look.
When she was wielding a knife to kill someone just now, there was no trace of kindness or weakness at all. It was possible that there was no blood, otherwise I wouldn't have been vomiting for a long time.
Ling Jingshu held Ling Xiao's hand tightly and replied in an evasive manner: "All the gangsters have been beheaded, you don't have to worry anymore." Then she said to Ling Ji: "Cousin, fortunately the reinforcements came in time tonight. Please hurry up and tell everyone Tell uncle and the others so that they won’t be frightened again.”
Ling Ji hurriedly responded, his eyes passing over the face of the "reinforcement", then he was startled, and quickly stepped forward and bowed: "Thank you, Your Highness, for your help."
... ... It turns out that he is the emperor's grandson Yang Yao!
The Prince of the East Palace is the eldest son of the Emperor and the late Empress Chiang. He has been established as the Crown Prince since he was ten years old. The prince got married when he was sixteen years old, and the princess became pregnant the following year and gave birth to her eldest son.
When his eldest grandson was born, the emperor was very happy and named him Yao. Within a hundred days, he decreed the title of grandson. At this point, the prince's position in the East Palace was truly stabilized.
In the same year, Concubine Xu also gave birth to a son. The emperor, who was already over forty years old, was delighted with the birth of a young son, whom he named Yang Qi and was granted the title of King of Yan.
The emperor's grandson and King Yan are called uncles and nephews. In fact, the emperor's nephew is several months older than the uncle of Yan.
Ling Jingshu had previously guessed that the young man in Xuanyi was one of the two.
... ... .
The emperor's grandson glanced at Ling Ji's face.
They have only met a few times, but he has an excellent photographic memory and recognized who the other person was at a glance: "It turns out to be the cousin-in-law of the Ling family. No need to be polite, just get up and talk!"
The British Duke is the cousin of the emperor's grandson, and Jiang is the daughter of a branch of the Jiang family. She and the emperor's grandson are also related by marriage, so they should be called cousin when they meet.
When Mr. Jiang got married, the crown princess and the emperor's grandson personally congratulated her. Mr. Jiang would also visit the Prince's residence. Because of this, the emperor's grandson met Ling Ji several times.
Ling Ji was quite flattered when he heard the voice of cousin-in-law, and stood up straight as he was told.
So many things happened tonight. Although Ling Ji tried his best to hold on, he was already exhausted mentally and physically. At this time, he was finally safely rescued, and the string that had been tight was completely relaxed.
Ling Ji said respectfully: "Your Highness, your father and mother are still in the cabin. I will go and tell them the good news that everything is safe and sound, and also ask Your Highness to go back to the ship to rest for now. When daybreak, we will go to see His Highness again. .”
At this time, there were dead bodies everywhere on the ship, and the injured gangsters were tied up one by one by the guards holding knives. The blood almost stained the ship and the nearby water red. Even Ling Ji felt cold all over his body and nauseated when he saw it. Naturally, Ling Jingyan of the Sun family and Jiang family could not be allowed to see such a scene.
The emperor's grandson hummed casually, spotted Ling Jingshu's figure from the corner of his eye, and suddenly asked: "Is she also the daughter of the Ling family?"
Ling Ji didn't dare to neglect and replied quickly: "Yes, she is the eldest daughter of the fifth uncle's family, her maiden name is Jingshu."
The quiet girl and her concubine, when I came to the corner of the city, fell in love but did not see her, scratching her head and hesitated.
Jingshu, Ling Jingshu! It is indeed a gentle and beautiful name. However, the way she just drew the sword to kill has nothing to do with being gentle and virtuous...
"Miss Lingjiu was frightened when she saw blood today. It would be better to go back to the cabin and rest early."
After saying this lightly, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince walked away.
Ling Ji didn't hear the hidden meaning of the emperor's grandson's words for a moment, only thinking that Ling Jingshu was frightened by the messy death injuries and blood stains all over the ground.
The poor cousin, who has been raised in a boudoir since childhood, has never experienced such a thrilling scene. Jiang and Ling Jingyan were also frightened and did not face the gangsters in person. However, in order to protect everyone, Ling Jingshu stepped forward and was held hostage on the ship's board by the gangsters.
Fortunately, His Majesty the Great Grandson came to the rescue in time, otherwise, Ling Jingshu would have been in trouble today... Look at her pale face, she must have been frightened by the corpse at her feet.
Ling Ji secretly sighed in his heart, and a hint of pity could not help but appear in the corners of his eyes and brows: "Cousin Shu, you and A Xiao go back to the cabin to rest first. Wait until the place is 'packed' before you come out."
Ling Jingshu raised her head and hummed lowly.
Then, holding Ling Xiao's hand, he walked around the murderer's body and entered the cabin.
Her pace was not fast, a little shaky at first, but gradually became more steady, and her body was straight.
... ...
Wang Tong, who had been kneeling on the ground, didn't get up until now and quickly directed the guards to clean up the mess.
Ling Ji read poetry and books since he was a child and believed in the teachings of Confucius and Mencius. Although I also learned horseback riding and archery, it was just a pretty show, and I had never seen so many casualties. Even looking at it made me feel sick to my stomach, so I simply entrusted everything to Wang Tong.
"I am a weak scholar. I have never experienced anything like this before, and I don't know how to deal with it." Ling Ji sincerely said with his hands, "I'll leave it to Commander Wang to make arrangements here."
Wang Tong, as the commander of the bodyguards of the Emperor's grandson in the East Palace, was used to seeing people treat him with respect and fawning, so it was not surprising that he responded with a smile.
Ling Ji's eyes passed over the corpse on the ground, and he couldn't help but feel a little surprised.
Most of the weapons in the hands of the East Palace guards are long knives or bows and arrows. The gang leader was stabbed in the chest with a dagger and died.
The dagger was no more than two feet long and was obviously very sharp. It was completely buried in the gangster's chest, leaving only the handle of the dagger exposed. The handle of the dagger is also inlaid with several gems.
... ...Which guard would carry such a weapon
Wait, why does this dagger look familiar to him the more he looks at it? It seems like I just met him not long ago...
Wang Tong followed Ling Ji's gaze, strode forward, and pulled out the dagger. Then he handed the bloody dagger to Ling Ji: "This dagger belongs to Miss Ling Jiu. It would be a pity if it was left on the gangster. Please return the dagger to her."
Ling Ji: "..." (To be continued)