r18novel Chapter 107 The Princess's Gentleness
Chapter 107 The Princess's Gentleness
Chapter 107 The Princess's Gentleness
Jiang Fuhai's fingers slowly tightened.
The princess was attacked on her own territory. Regardless of whether Qin Ye deliberately delayed him, as the commander of the Chizhou camp, he could not escape responsibility.
The people in the Jiangnan Navy were already attracting a lot of attention, and some people were hoping something would happen to them so they would have a reason to transfer them away.
Thinking of this, he took a deep breath and raised his head: "This humble general knows his crime and begs Your Highness for punishment."
Li Yunrui stood by the railing, her black casual clothes accentuating her voluptuous figure, but her alluring eyes held an icy coldness.
At this moment, Mei Gu dragged her injured body to Li Yunrui's side and lowered her voice: "Your Highness, of the few people who were knocked away by Lord Xiao Wu, two corpses did not float to the surface—including that ninth-rank official."
Li Yunrui's eyes flickered.
She understood what Mei Gu meant.
Live to see people, die to see corpses.
If a ninth-rank assassin were to escape alive, the consequences would be dire.
She has neither the time nor the right to punish Jiang Fuhai.
Li Yunrui looked at Jiang Fuhai, her voice gentle yet tinged with coldness: "Governor Jiang, I'm giving you a chance to make amends."
Jiang Fuhai immediately replied, "Please give your orders, Your Highness!"
"Send men to search this area," Li Yunrui said slowly. "Find all the assassins alive or dead."
"Your subordinate obeys!" Jiang Fuhai accepted the order and turned to his deputy, giving a stern command: "First team, second team, immediately dive into the water to search! Third team, assist in clearing the river surface!"
"Yes, Commander!" the lieutenant replied immediately.
The torchlight flickered on the river surface, and the naval soldiers scattered and began searching in the murky water. Jiang Fuhai personally led the remaining men to help, pulling the floating corpses ashore one by one.
Li Yunrui's gaze turned even colder as he looked at the corpses being carried onto the deck.
She turned to Mei Gu and said, "I'm leaving this place to you. Take all our men with you. As for the assassins—have Jiang Fuhai deal with them."
Anita Mui bowed and said, "Yes."
The torches on the river shone for nearly an hour.
With the help of the officers and soldiers of Chizhou Camp, the bodies on the river surface were finally cleared away.
The assassin's body was piled up on a warship, and Li Yunrui ordered Jiang Fuhai to take it away and destroy it.
The bodies of the ship's guards and boatmen were carefully placed in the remaining cabins of the ship, and Li Yunrui intended to take them with him.
At 9:00 PM, the Chizhou Wharf was placed under martial law by the Chizhou Battalion of the Jiangnan Navy, and torches illuminated the area.
Li Yunrui's dilapidated official boat slowly approached the shore.
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The stern was badly damaged on both sides, a large section of the top of the ship collapsed, and the cracks in the wooden planks looked like gruesome wounds in the firelight.
The prefect of Chizhou, along with all the officials of Chizhou, had been waiting at the dock for some time, their faces pale.
The eldest princess was assassinated in Chizhou!
If something really goes wrong, every single one of these officials in Chizhou will be held accountable!
Li Yunrui ignored the people kneeling on the ground.
With Chunmei's help, she disembarked from the boat, her dark skirt brushing against the gangplank, and walked straight into the courtyard that Jiang Fuhai had arranged in advance.
His back was straight, and his steps were steady.
But the chill that emanated from their very bones made everyone afraid to look up.
At midnight, Jiang Fuhai's report came again.
The escaped assassin has been found.
She immediately reported to Li Yunrui.
"Your Highness."
"The escaped assassins have been found, hiding in the reeds on both banks. There are five of them in total, and they are all still alive."
"Among them was that gray-robed ninth-rank official, who was seriously injured, but he seemed to want to see His Highness."
The candlelight flickered in the room.
Li Yunrui sat on the edge of the bed, her long, slender fingers gently stroking Wu Feng's face.
Wu Feng hasn't woken up yet, so she doesn't have time to deal with these things right now.
"Lock him up first." Her voice rang out, but it was eerily calm. "We'll talk about it tomorrow."
"Yes." Chunmei bowed and withdrew.
The next morning, just as dawn was breaking.
Shuying and Ling Shuang woke up.
The two of them, along with Zhu Feng, Qi Yue, and the four surviving sword-wielding maids, dragged their wounded bodies to the side courtyard.
The people who died yesterday are temporarily stored here.
Guards, boatmen, maids.
Corpses covered with white sheets lay quietly on the cold ground.
In a small room lay the corpses of four sword-wielding maids.
Shuying pushed open the door and went inside.
Ling Shuang, Zhu Feng, and Qi Yue followed behind.
Four people stood in front of four corpses, and none of them spoke.
Shuying stepped forward and gently lifted a corner of the opening.
Below is a familiar face.
Sisters who spend every day together.
We grew up together, practiced swordsmanship together, and became His Highness's sword-wielding maids together.
Over the years, they have accompanied His Highness to many places and witnessed many trials and tribulations.
They were prepared long ago.
But when death truly comes—
Zhu Feng's eyes reddened.
Qi Yue turned her face away, her shoulders trembling slightly.
Ling Shuang clenched her fist, her nails digging into her palm.
Shuying slowly covered the body with a white sheet, her voice soft: "Take care."
The four stood quietly for a while before turning and leaving.
Sunlight streamed into the courtyard, but they still felt cold.
It wasn't until 11 o'clock that Wu Feng slowly woke up.
His eyelids felt heavy, and he struggled to open them. At first, he saw blurry light and shadows, which then gradually became clear.
There were two figures in the room.
Immediately afterwards, a strong sense of emptiness surged up from deep within his body, and a series of sharp pains came from his meridians, causing him to groan involuntarily.
"Xiao Wuzi?" Li Yunrui's voice rang out, gentle yet tinged with a rare urgency, "How are you feeling?"
Wu Feng blinked and finally saw clearly—Li Yunrui was sitting on the edge of the bed, and Chunmei was standing behind her.
Both of them wore expressions of worry.
He tried to smile, but the movement aggravated his injuries, causing him to wince in pain.
"Your Highness," his voice was terribly hoarse, "I—I didn't lie to you, did I?"
Li Yunrui was stunned.
Wu Feng looked at her, grinned, and gave a somewhat weak smile: "My knife—is really long."
Li Yunrui was stunned at first, then chuckled softly.
Her smile was incredibly beautiful, with a charming curve at the corners of her eyes, but her eyes were somewhat red.
"Stop being so sarcastic at a time like this." She reached out and gently touched his cheek with her fingertips, a very tender gesture.
Wu Feng felt a little more at ease as he felt the warmth of her fingertips.
He took a breath and asked, "Your Highness, what happened next? Please tell me."
As soon as he finished speaking, the smile on Li Yunrui's face vanished instantly.
A layer of frost slowly formed in those alluring eyes, revealing a chilling killing intent.
Chunmei stepped forward and quietly recounted the events of the previous night.
From the time Jiang Fuhai was held up by Qin Ye's banquet, to the time Li Yunrui landed, Qin Ye came to pay his respects and left Chizhou overnight.
Every single one.
As Wu Feng listened, his eyes turned cold.
Qin Ye —
That old bastard actually dared to get involved.
"Your Highness," he looked at Li Yunrui, his voice softening, "what are your plans to do?"
Li Yunrui came to her senses.
She leaned down, getting closer to Wu Feng, and the coldness in her eyes was gradually replaced by a gentle yet dangerous light.
"Don't worry," she said softly, "I have already sent messages back to the capital. The Su family, the Guo family, the Liu family—"
It's about time it started to make some difference.
"When I was attacked in Chizhou, Qin Ye, as the Chief of the Privy Council, happened to be in Chizhou—he can't escape this responsibility."
Wu Feng understood her plan.
He thought for a moment, then said, "Your Highness, this time—perhaps it is also an opportunity to get in touch with Jiang Fuhai."
A meaningful smile slowly bloomed on Li Yunrui's beautiful face.
Her smile is beautiful.
Yet it exudes an inexplicable, morbid pleasure.
"That's what I think too."
"Little Wuzi," she looked at him, her eyes slightly upturned, "you should focus on recovering. As for the rest—I will handle it."
Wu Feng nodded and closed his eyes again.