flstandardbreds Chapter 146 Cold Light 1
Chapter 146 Cold Light 1
"Very good," the man in black robe nodded with satisfaction, "From now on, you are mine."
Before he could ask anything, he felt as if something exploded in his body. The severe pain made him scream.
He rolled on the ground in pain, feeling his body being torn apart and reassembled.
The man in black robe stood aside, watching all this coldly, with a strange smile on his lips.
"When you complete my task, I will naturally give you the antidote." The voice of the man in black robe echoed in his ears, but it was getting farther and farther away and more and more vague.
He wanted to say something, but found that he could no longer make any sound. His consciousness gradually blurred, and he finally fell into endless darkness...
After an unknown amount of time, he finally woke up. He opened his heavy eyelids and found himself lying on a strange bed. The room was lit with dim candlelight, and the furnishings were antique, but there was an indescribable weirdness.
He struggled to sit up, but found that his body was extremely weak and his limbs were powerless.
"Are you awake?" a clear voice sounded in his ears.
He turned around and saw a girl in a green dress standing beside his bed, holding a bowl of steaming medicine in her hand.
The girl had a pretty face, with a hint of timidity between her eyebrows, but her clear eyes sparkled with a shrewdness that did not match her age.
"Who are you?" he asked, his voice very hoarse.
"I'm Chuntao, and I'm here to take care of you." The girl bowed slightly and said respectfully.
"On orders? On whose orders?" he asked with a frown, the black-robed man's sinister smile flashing through his mind.
Chuntao lowered her head and said nothing.
"Where is this place? How did I get here?" he continued to ask.
"This is... the palace." Chuntao hesitated for a moment, but still answered.
"Royal Palace?" He was stunned. "Which palace?"
Chun Tao raised her head, glanced at him timidly, and whispered, "Ning... Ning Wangfu."
"What?!" His eyes suddenly widened and he looked at the girl in front of him in disbelief.
Prince Ning, the most favored prince by the emperor, is powerful, ruthless and cruel. He is the living devil that everyone is afraid of!
How could he be here? Could it be that...
He suddenly remembered what the man in black robe said before he fell into a coma: "I want you to do something for me, something that only you can do."
Could it be that what he wanted him to do was related to Prince Ning?
He felt a chill running from his feet straight up to his head, as if he had fallen into an ice hole. Prince Ning? The cruel and ruthless King of Hell who killed countless people? How could he be related to Prince Ning's mansion?
"Chun Tao," he tried to suppress the fear in his heart and tried to make his tone sound calm, "I... why am I here?"
Chun Tao looked at him timidly and whispered, "Sir, I don't know. You were unconscious at the back door of the palace, and the prince ordered someone to bring you back."
"Prince?" He suddenly grabbed Chuntao's hand and asked anxiously, "Did the prince...did he say how he was going to deal with me?"
Chun Tao was startled by his sudden action and almost dropped the medicine bowl in her hand. She quickly calmed down and whispered, "Don't worry, sir. The prince only told me to take good care of you, but didn't say how to deal with you."
He breathed a sigh of relief, but his doubts deepened. Why did King Ning save him? What was his purpose?
"Chun Tao," he asked after a moment's hesitation, "Do you know when the prince found me? And why did he save me?"
Chun Tao shook her head and whispered, "My lord, I really don't know. I am just a servant girl, how dare I ask about the prince's affairs?"
Seeing that he could not get any information from her, he gave up. He forced himself to sit up and looked around. Although the room was not big, it was decorated very delicately, exuding a low-key luxury.
"Chun Tao," he pointed to a painting on the bedside and asked, "Who is the person in this painting?"
Chuntao followed his gaze and saw a young man in a red robe in the painting. He had sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, a high nose bridge, and thin lips tightly pursed. He exuded an imposing aura.
"Sir, this is our prince." Chun Tao replied respectfully.
He was shocked. The man in the painting was completely different from the cold-blooded King Ning in the rumors. Although the man in the painting was imposing, he could not hide a hint of melancholy, as if he had something on his mind.
"Young Master, do you have any other instructions?" Chun Tao asked softly when she saw that he was staring at the painting in a daze.
He came back to his senses, shook his head, and said, "You go down first. I want to be alone for a while."
Chuntao responded and stepped back, closing the door gently.
He looked at the closed door and fell into deep thought. How could he survive in this cruel palace? More importantly, how could he complete the task assigned to him by the man in black robe?
He only felt that there was a heavy fog in front of him and he couldn't see the direction ahead clearly.
He took a deep breath and tried to calm his pounding heart. The name King Ning was like a huge rock pressing down on his heart, making it hard for him to breathe. He didn't know what bad luck he had to have to fall into the hands of this living devil.
He struggled to get out of bed, but the pain in his body prevented him from moving. He then realized that his body was covered with bandages, and he was obviously seriously injured.
"Damned man in black, he has brought me to this state. One day I will find him and tear him into pieces!" He cursed viciously in his heart.
"Sir, are you awake?"
A gentle voice sounded in his ears. He looked up and saw a girl in a goose yellow dress walking in with a bowl of medicine.
The girl has a pretty face and a pair of big watery eyes full of concern, which makes people can't help but like her.
"You are..." He looked at the girl in front of him puzzledly.
"I am a maid assigned by the prince to take care of you. My name is Xiaolan." The girl bowed slightly and said softly.
He nodded and said nothing.
Xiaolan placed the medicine bowl on the bedside table, helped him sit up, then picked up the bowl, scooped up a spoonful of medicine with a spoon, blew on it gently, and brought it to his mouth.
"Sir, it's time to take your medicine."
He looked at the black medicine in front of him, frowned slightly, and a bitter taste rushed into his nose.
"What kind of medicine is this?"
"My lord, this is a tonic that the prince specially ordered the kitchen to prepare. It will be very helpful for your injury." Xiaolan explained.
He hesitated for a moment, but finally opened his mouth and drank the medicine.
It is true that good medicine tastes bitter.
"Ahem..."
He was coughing in pain, Xiaolan quickly patted his back gently and asked with concern: "Sir, are you okay?"
He waved his hands to indicate that he was fine.
Xiaolan put the empty bowl on the table, then picked up a clean handkerchief and gently wiped the medicine stains at the corners of his mouth.
Her movements were gentle and delicate, which made him feel a little strange. He avoided her hand somewhat unnaturally and said, "I'll do it myself."
Xiaolan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "It was I who overstepped my bounds."
He looked at the considerate girl in front of him, and couldn't help but feel a little confused. How could the people in Prince Ning's mansion be so kind?
"Xiaolan, can you tell me, King Ning...why did he save me?" He hesitated for a moment, but still asked the doubts in his heart.
Xiaolan was slightly stunned, and seemed a little embarrassed, but she still whispered: "In reply to your question, sir, I heard that you are the savior of Prince Ning, so the prince will..."
"Savior?" He was stunned. "How is this possible?"
He was sure that he had never met Prince Ning, let alone saved his life. There must be some misunderstanding!
He was about to ask again when suddenly, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the door, followed by a cold voice: "The prince is here!"
Qi Tongwei rubbed his face vigorously, trying to get rid of the tiredness on his face. The desk lamp on his desk emitted a dim light, illuminating the pile of files in front of him. Outside the window, the bustling night scene of City A was like a flowing galaxy, but he could only spend his youth in this cramped cubicle for a meager salary.
"Tongwei, you haven't gotten off work yet?" Colleague Li Qiang passed by with a cup of tea, his tone teasing.
Qi Tongwei looked up and forced a tired smile: "I just came to the company, so I have to seize the time to study."
"What's there to study? What's the point of studying solving cases? Let me tell you, in our line of work, gaining experience and currying favor with powerful people is the right way to go." Li Qiang said, and looked at Qi Tongwei meaningfully. The look in his eyes was as if he was looking at a greenhorn who had just started out.
Qi Tongwei did not speak, but continued to read the files with his head down. He knew in his heart that what Li Qiang said was true. The top law firm he worked for seemed glamorous, but in fact it was full of intrigue. If a newcomer wanted to stand out, in addition to working hard, he also had to learn to be good at dealing with people, otherwise, he would only become cannon fodder.
"Okay, I won't bother you anymore. I'm going to get off work now." Li Qiang took a sip of tea and turned to leave. Before leaving, he reminded her, "Don't work too hard, young man. Take care of your health."
Qi Tongwei ignored Li Qiang's "kind" reminder. He looked through the files, frowning more and more. This case was a difficult one in the law firm. The defendant was the owner of a real estate company, suspected of commercial fraud with a huge amount of money. The senior lawyers in the law firm were unwilling to take over the case, thinking that the chances of winning were slim. In the end, this hot potato fell into the hands of Qi Tongwei, who had just joined the company for less than three months.
Qi Tongwei knew that this case was both a challenge and an opportunity for him. If he could win the case, his position in the law firm would rise sharply.