Duke Jing's younger sister

Chapter 242 Double Repayment

Now the affairs in the palace have not been completely resolved, and Shen Zhiyan is in their hands again, so he wants to save her.

Jiang Li was a little worried about Shen Zhiyan's safety, and subconsciously grasped his sleeves, wanting to go with him.

Shen Beiqi turned around, his eyes slid down her arm and fell on the corner of her robe that she was holding tightly.

"Can you... take me with you?"

She knew that she might become a burden to him.

After thinking it over carefully, he said, "Otherwise, let Yue Yang take me with him. My second sister is in the palace, and I am very worried about her."

In an instant, a long-lost, inexplicable sense of familiarity came over me.

Shen Beiqi stared at her for a long time, still feeling something was wrong, "You are injured and can't even walk steadily, how can you come with me?"

Jiang Li's face was filled with disappointment. She also knew that her request was a bit excessive.

He can't be distracted by taking care of her while dealing with the enemy.

She dropped her eyes and reluctantly let go of his sleeve, "...Okay."

Shen Beiqi couldn't help but laugh.

He just couldn't bear to see her looking so aggrieved and suppressed.

Every time this happened, he was easily defeated.

"Never mind. I'll take you there."

After saying that, he looked at Yue Yang and said, "Go find a sedan chair."

“Yes!” Yue Yang answered and thought, then asked, “Should we take Prince Xiao with us?”

Shen Beiqi turned around and saw Xiao Wenyuan had been tied up. He was squatting on the ground like a wooden chicken with his head buried low.

"Bring it on."

.......

In the main hall.

Luo Jue held a sharp sword in his hand and looked at the tragic scene in the hall with shock on his face.

The prince fell to the ground, blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, and there was a pool of blood beside him, as if he had vomited?

Prince Rui lay on his side, his hands covering his chest.

His face was as dark as a stone, and it seemed that he was at the end of his strength.

"Why did you become like this before I could even make a move? Life is so boring!"

Luo Jue slowly put the sword back into the sheath.

Then, he turned his gaze to the only person standing in the hall besides him - Han Yunning.

Han Yunning held his hands on his abdomen and stood upright in the hall.

Her expression is cold and clear, like a plum blossom blooming proudly in the snow.

Her eyes were always fixed towards the door, as if she was waiting for someone.

"Empress Ning, did you poison them?" Luo Jue asked suspiciously.

Han Yunning smiled, "Yes, I poisoned them."

Not only were they poisoned, she didn't let herself off the hook either.

If we have to die, we die together.

After death, when they go to the King of Hell's Palace together, they can also ask the underworld to judge who is right and who is wrong.

Luo Jue raised his eyebrows, not surprised by this answer.

"Has Concubine Ning ever poisoned His Majesty?"

"Your Majesty has passed away. Lord Luo, you know that, right?"

Han Yunning chuckled and said, "Your Majesty did not die from my poison, but from the hands of Second Young Master Luo."

"I am curious, could it be that Mr. Luo was instructed by someone?"

Luo Jue touched his nose and said with a half-smile, "What Concubine Ning said is really interesting."

"Everyone knows that my brother works for the Crown Prince. Since he is the Crown Prince's man, he must have received the Crown Prince's orders. Then who is the one who ordered Concubine Ning to do this?"

Han Yunning didn't want to get entangled with him anymore, so he smiled and stopped talking.

When Han Yunning saw a slender figure walking up the stairs from afar, his eyes fluctuated for a moment, and then turned into endless ridicule.

"Master Shen, it's been a long time, how are you?"

The young man did not look at her, but instead fixed his gaze on Xiao Wenhao, with a sharp light flashing in his eyes.

Then, he took a step forward and approached Xiao Wenhao step by step.

Xiao Wenhao suddenly felt creepy and subconsciously wanted to move back, but his legs seemed to be nailed down and he had no feeling at all.

He looked up tremblingly.

The young man was wearing a silver armor that emitted a cold light, and every step he took was accompanied by a crisp and harsh sound of metal friction.

The voice was like that of a ghost demanding death, with a creepy murderous aura that would make anyone who heard it want to retreat as far as possible.

Xiao Wenhao knew that he would definitely die today.

It was also due to his momentary negligence that he overlooked Han Yunning, the crazy woman, and did not kill her early on.

She forgot that since she could poison Emperor Hongyang, she could naturally poison him as well!

At this moment, he was regretting his decision to the core.

If I had known this would happen, I should not have gotten involved with her!

Shen Beiqi drew out the sword from his waist with gentle and slow movements, as if he was doing something elegant like practicing calligraphy or playing chess.

The tip of the sword with a chill was pointed directly at Xiao Wenhao's forehead. "May I ask, Your Highness, which hand did you use?"

Xiao Wenhao was shocked. Before he could come to his senses, he heard the sound of a sword whistling towards him and a flash of cold light.

Immediately afterwards, a piercing pain came from his wrist, and his right hand had been cut off by the sword.

Immediately afterwards, a piercing pain came from his wrist, and his right hand was cut off by the sword.

"what--"

Xiao Wenhao's body was shaking violently. He curled up in pain, cold sweat on his forehead, and his face turned pale in an instant.

Blood flowed along the sword blade onto the ground, merging with the blood on the severed hand.

"I forgot."

Shen Beiqi sneered, his eyes full of contempt, "How can you hit someone with just one hand?"

Xiao Wenhao's face was frighteningly pale.

At this moment, he was poisoned and didn't even have the ability to resist. He could only be slaughtered.

Shen Beiqi swung his sword again, and Luo Jue subconsciously covered his eyes.

I wondered what happened to Shen Beiqi. Why was he so angry with the prince for no reason?

Jiang Li had just been helped off the sedan chair when she heard a heart-wrenching wail coming from the hall.

The sound seemed to be extremely painful, like the unbearable pain of having one's hands or feet cut off.

Jiang Li felt a little flustered. She endured the waves of pain in her body and staggered, just wanting to walk faster.

Unexpectedly, just after he climbed a few steps, he felt a sweet taste in his throat, and with a "pu" sound, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

The bright red blood dripping on the white marble steps was like red plum blossoms blooming in the snow, which was shocking.

“Third Miss!” Yue Yang screamed in shock and hurried forward to support her shaky body. “What’s going on?”

He escorted her carefully all the way to ensure the third girl's safety.

But now, the third girl was fine, why did she suddenly vomit blood?

Jiang Li didn't bother to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth. She gently pushed Yue Yang and said anxiously, "Hurry... help me go see... who is injured..."

Xiao Wenhao fainted from the pain.

Han Yunning had a mocking smile on his face. While clapping, he said sarcastically, "When Lord Shen arrived, he couldn't wait to vent his anger for his sweetheart. This is really enviable!"

Shen Beiqi put the sword back into the scabbard expressionlessly, turned around and glanced at her coldly.

"I once promised your father that I would spare your life, so today, I will not kill you."

He paused, then continued, "But, for the pain of Ahri's broken finger and everything you did to her, you must pay her back double!"

"So, don't expect me to let you off easily."