jdhmnovel Chapter 107 Adding fuel to the flames
Chapter 107 Adding fuel to the flames
After watching Liu Yunzhu leave, Shuyao got into the carriage.
“Your Highness,” Shuyao said, “Your Highness, it seems he wants to go to Prince Chu’s residence.”
Wu Shi, who was standing nearby, added, "But Miss Hua is already dead. Even if we go, we won't be able to see her."
Jiang Zhi's expression was complicated. "He will go."
"Given the current relationship between Doctor Hua and Prince Chu, how can he possibly let this go so easily?"
"Moreover, it's time to bring what Prince Chu has done into the open."
Jiang Zhi slowly sat up straight, her eyes light-colored.
"Let's go to the mass grave."
"Yes."
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The residence of the Marquis of Guangde.
Pei Shangdao was carefully taking care of his jasmine.
Xia Qi strolled into the wing room filled with jasmine blossoms and whispered a few words to Pei Shangdao.
Pei Shangdao dismissed those around him before saying, "She actually went too?"
“Yes,” Xia Qi said. “Young Master, why did you go to such lengths to send a letter to the shopkeeper of Zhongjing Hall?”
Pei Shangdao narrowed his eyes slightly and snorted coldly.
“Hua Muyan is the lover of the commander of the Prince Jing’s secret guards,” Pei Shangdao said.
"If he knew that his lover had been tortured to death by Prince Chu."
Pei Shangdao was speaking when he suddenly looked at Xia Qi and asked, "What do you think he'll think?"
Xia Qi bowed deeply, saying, "This subordinate dares not speak presumptuously."
"But it doesn't matter."
Xia Qi thought for a moment, then said seriously, "The commander of the secret guards will definitely seek revenge, but if that happens, the Chu Prince's Mansion will probably..."
“Yes, that’s exactly the effect I wanted.” Pei Shangdao tilted his head slightly. “Besides, how could Prince Chu not know what Prince Jing was doing, given their secret communication?”
Pei Shangdao slowly stood up.
The night was deep, and a pot of jasmine near the window rustled softly in the night breeze.
Pei Shangdao picked a flower and played with it in his hand. "But what I find strange is why she went there?"
"Could it be that you're just passing by?" Xia Qi asked, glancing at Pei Shangdao.
The man's face darkened as he carefully parted the petals of the jasmine blossom with long, slender fingers. "I'm afraid they have a deep longing for it."
Xia Qi looked at the prince in front of him with a meaningful gaze.
My heart skipped a beat.
She was a guard who had grown up with Pei Shangdao since childhood, so naturally she knew many of his thoughts and was the person he trusted most.
But she could never see through him; she always felt that the prince was not like a prince.
She always harbored a special feeling for the Crown Prince. Perhaps it wasn't because of his status as the Crown Prince, but because of who Pei Shangdao was.
This feeling was buried deep in her heart; even if a knife were held to her throat, she would never utter it.
She just wanted to help the Crown Prince and do what he wanted to do, which included killing people.
Pei Shangdao gazed at the vast expanse of night, a flash of coldness passing through his eyes.
He was waiting, waiting for news of someone's death, someone who absolutely could not survive.
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As night deepened, the Chu Prince's residence was far from quiet.
In a room in the courtyard, a young woman dressed in a thin veil knelt on the ground, holding a basin of water.
Meanwhile, from the next room, a man's playful voice could be heard from time to time.
One woman after another was dragged into the room, screaming in agony.
The unbearable sounds terrified the woman kneeling on the ground.
Prince Chu's expression was indifferent as he washed his hands.
A young girl died on the bed; he strangled her to death with his own hands.
Prince Chu glanced at the guards beside him and said, "Cut off her feet and throw her into a mass grave."
The guard nodded, immediately brought a bucket, chopped off the girl's feet, and then dragged her body away.
The girl carrying the basin of water felt her legs go weak at the sight before her, and she held her breath, too afraid to speak.
She secretly glanced up and met Prince Chu's icy gaze.
The look in his eyes startled her so much that she dropped what she was holding on the ground with a clatter.
"Your Highness, Your Highness, spare my life!"
"Your Highness, spare me! I didn't mean to!"
Prince Chu slowly raised his eyelids and gave the guard a cold look.
The guards understood.
Immediately afterwards, the girl was forcibly dragged out and taken directly into a room on the side.
Screams rang out one after another.
"Your Highness, someone just reported that Doctor Hua and his wife have left Yanjing."
"Now you know what to do, right?"
The guard nodded. "Yes, I will take care of it right away."
Another guard stepped forward, cupped his hands in greeting, and said, "Your Highness, we've sent at least eight or ten women over the past few days, yet you're still not satisfied."
"I wonder what kind Your Highness desires? I will go and find it for you."
Prince Chu smiled wickedly and said, "If I were to say what I'm satisfied with, it would naturally be a married woman. I just love that kind of thrill."
"That eldest daughter of the Jiang family is indeed very beautiful. It's a pity that she married the Prince of Liang, and I can't do anything about her."
“I will personally visit Prince Jing’s residence another day. Prince Jing has been resisting the birthday banquet recently, which is not necessarily a bad thing. He has indeed overstepped his bounds.”
"I've heard," Prince Chu said casually, "that the Prince of Liang reorganized the White Tiger Army and directly executed several generals?"
"And they even took over the authority to mobilize the Iron Pagoda's troops?"
"Isn't Your Majesty worried that he will rebel?"
A guard stepped forward. "Your Highness," he said, "I think His Majesty favors the Prince of Liang the most. I'm afraid that the throne will be..."
The guard dared not say anything more and subconsciously looked up at Prince Chu.
Prince Chu snorted coldly, "Your Majesty, he cherishes his throne, why would he think of giving it up immediately?"
"Once the King of Liang and the King of Jing are locked in a life-or-death struggle, I will reap the benefits."
The lights went out, and Prince Chu embraced his beautiful concubine and went to sleep peacefully.
At that moment, a black figure darted into the north side of the Prince Chu's mansion.
After entering the Prince Chu's residence, Liu Yunzhu quietly went to the front hall.
From a distance, one could hear the pleading voices of a young girl in the side courtyard room, along with the wicked laughter of several men.
Those sounds reached Liu Yunzhu's ears, and he could feel something piercing his heart; he truly felt the pain.
He could hardly imagine what kind of situation his Yan'er had suffered.
Liu Yunzhu wandered around the unfamiliar Prince Chu's mansion for a while before finally finding the room.
The scene inside the house was truly horrific; the girl screamed hoarsely, but to no avail.
It's clear that the guards' lawlessness is due to the Prince of Chu's indulgence.
He looked down, his gaze chilling as he surveyed everything inside the room.
He suddenly waved his hand, extinguishing all the candles in the room.
"What happened? Why did the candle go out?"
The guards inside the room turned to look around, and suddenly looked up at the roof, only to be met with a pair of cold eyes.
"There are assassins!"
"Who goes there! How dare they trespass into Prince Chu's residence?"
Before the group could react, a dark figure landed.
Liu Yunzhu swung his longsword down, and instantly, several people fell to the ground.