"Silly girl, Brother Lin still wants you to protect him?"
Lin Wanjie smiled and rubbed Xiao Nizi's forehead.
Xue Lingzhi's eyes turned redder, and his voice was choked: "Brother Lin, Lingzhi...Lingzhi thought he would never see you again."
Lin Wanjie couldn't bear the girl's tears and could only sigh dejectedly.
Just then I heard a shout from outside: "The prince is here!"
"Your Majesty?"
Prince Jing arrived in person, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense.
While talking, Prince Jing had already entered the room.
Prince Jing’s brain injury hasn’t healed yet, so he went out on his own?
Lin Wanjie instantly felt that Prince Jing was like a child, wasn't he afraid of his own death?
"Let me see, who was injured last night?"
"See you, Your Majesty."
"No need."
Prince Jing was wearing underwear, no coat, only a pair of gold silk trousers, and a bandage on his head. I don't know if he came in a hurry or just so casually.
Prince Jing went directly to Xue Lingzhi's bedside and looked at Xiao Nizi: "Lingzhi girl, are you feeling better?"
When Xue Lingzhi saw the prince, he struggled to get up.
Prince Jing then said: "Just lie down, just lie down."
Lin Wanjie said to Prince Jing: "My lord, you are so injured..."
"It doesn't matter. The wounds on my body have never healed. This is nothing to worry about."
"..."
Lin Wanjie was silent, thinking that this might be the huge change brought about by internal force on the human body.
If the prince didn't have the inner strength to support him, I'm afraid he would still be lying in bed unable to get out of bed.
If I hadn't suddenly felt the method of breathing, I wouldn't have been able to hold on for ten minutes.
"The White Lotus Sect is really too rampant! They actually came to assassinate them at this time. I heard that they dispatched a Green Dragon envoy, so I came over to take a look in person."
Doctor Xue cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. Finally, there is no danger."
"Da Lin, are you injured? The Green Dragon Envoy is extraordinary. He is a young figure who has rarely appeared in the Central Plains in recent years. His strength is extraordinary. Even my lieutenant general cannot match him."
Lin Wanjie took a breath and tried to stay calm: "Your Majesty, don't worry, the common people are fine."
"You are also lucky to be able to escape from the hands of the Azure Dragon Envoy."
Prince Jing reached out and patted Lin Wanjie on the shoulder.
At this time, a soldier came to report: "Your Majesty, that female thief is dying."
"Huh?" Prince Jing paused and suddenly sneered, "Then deal with it. I already know enough about the White Lotus Sect, and there is no need to care about a female thief."
"My lord, wait a minute!" Lin Wanjie stepped forward to interrupt.
Everyone looked at Lin Wanjie.
It seemed very rude to interrupt the prince in his capacity.
But Prince Jing was not someone who cared about these details, let alone the benefactor who cured his headache.
"Da Lin, what do you want to say?"
Lin Wanjie frowned. The incident happened suddenly and he had no idea of the reason.
Hearing the news that Lu Wan'er was dying, Lin Wanjie suddenly felt anxious.
When he saw Xue Lingzhi lying in a pool of blood and about to die, Lin Wanjie really wanted to kill Lu Wan'er to avenge Lingzhi.
But now Xue Lingzhi's life has been saved, Lu Waner is dying, and Lin Wanjie's inner mood has also changed.
After thinking for a while, Lin Wanjie slowly said: "Your Majesty, can you spare the life of that female thief?"
"Huh?" Prince Jing looked suspiciously, looking him up and down.
"The female thief seems to have a lot of background. Keeping her alive may lead to the rescue of some more important figures in the White Lotus Sect. At that time, we can catch them all."
"It's a big deal? How did you know?"
"I heard that the Azure Dragon Envoy called her junior sister and cared about her very much. Now the Azure Dragon Envoy has disappeared. Not to mention attracting other big shots, at least the Azure Dragon Envoy will be lured out."
Prince Jing pondered for a moment and nodded: "Da Lin, you are right, you can do this!"
The soldier beside him interrupted and said, "Your Majesty, the female thief is dying."
"I'll come, I'll save her!"
Lin Wanjie volunteered.
Without any hesitation, Lin Wanjie followed the two soldiers to the palace dungeon for treatment.
Arriving at Prince Jing's Mansion, the security inside and outside was tighter than before.
Although the house was decorated with lights and colorful decorations to welcome the New Year, there was no joy at all under the cold weapons.
The dungeon of the palace is a hundred times more dangerous than the dungeon of the magistrate's office. It is said that no one who enters the dungeon of the palace can come out alive.
The dungeon is under the pavilion in the back garden. Princess Nangong Ying is sipping tea in the pavilion. She seems very comfortable, but in fact she is worried.
Although she is a princess, she is always on tenterhooks in Prince Jing's palace, and the years make her melancholy.
Therefore, the princess's brows have not relaxed, and the beauty mark at the corner of her eye looks particularly charming in her sad mood.
Women locked in boudoir courtyards have the common problem of loneliness, have expectations for a better life, and are full of illusions about freedom.
The bond between the princess and the princess is even deeper. She is the most noble woman in Hangzhou. Although she is known as the enchantress, no man dares to look her in the face.
But she is also the woman with the least freedom in Hangzhou. No matter where she is, she must be guarded by countless guards, and she does not dare to relax for a moment.
The tea under the pavilion has gone cold, and Nangong Ying can't even taste it.
There was another assassination due to the White Lotus Sect, and the palace's alert was tightened again.
There are four elite guards at the four corners of the pavilion, and there are countless guards in every corner of the garden.
All the guards lowered their heads. Even if one of them made eye contact with the princess, the other party would immediately move away.
Although there were many men in the house, Nangong Ying could not feel the presence of anyone.
In this deserted courtyard, the slightest disturbance can cause trouble.
For some reason, Nangong Ying suddenly became upset, slammed the tea cup, stood up and walked out.
The guard bowed his head and stepped forward, stretched out his hand to stop the princess, and said in a deep voice: "Princess, please stay here. Most of the palace staff have gone to Yong'an Hall, and now there are not enough people in the palace to protect the princess' safety."
"Get out of the way! I'm going to the dungeon, and I want to interrogate that witch myself!"
While speaking, the princess had already drawn out the whip.
This woman was not there for interrogation. She was clearly taking the opportunity to vent her frustration.
No one outside knew that the demon concubine Nangong Ying also had a habit of whipping others. Every time she was in a bad mood, the concubine would find a reason to tie up the servants in the palace and whip them.
But the servants will inevitably get bored if they fight too much. I heard that they caught a female thief back today and she is in the dungeon below.
There was a fierce look in the princess's sad eyes, as if a coquettish wild cat had discovered an interesting toy.
The government soldiers followed the princess down to the dungeon without stopping her.
As soon as Nangong Ying left, Lin Wanjie arrived under the guidance of the government soldiers.
"Brother Lin, the female thief is down there."
Lin Wanjie was concerned about Lu Waner's safety and quickened her pace.
But he never expected that as soon as he arrived below the dungeon, he would see the dying Lu Waner being hung up.
The princess crackled the whip with her whip, and it was about to hit Lu Wan'er.
