mtlumby2d Chapter 263 Angry
Chapter 263 Angry
Cui Rongrong was on the verge of collapse. The arm holding the knife was shaking, and the tip of the knife was pointed directly at the other party, as if that was her only support: "Don't come any closer, otherwise..."
There was a flash of frenzy in his eyes, as if he had seen the most exciting game: "You want to kill me?"
"Yes, I should have ended this a long time ago!"
Her eyes were bloodshot, and hatred was like a burning flame, pointing the bloodstained tip of the knife directly at him.
"If I had gotten rid of you earlier, how could I be trapped in this cage, subjected to your threats, manipulated by you, and endure humiliation day after day!"
Her voice was filled with grief, anger and unwillingness.
Facing the approaching knife tip, he was not afraid at all. He took one step at a time and let it slowly sink into the left side of his chest, without any sign of retreat in his eyes.
Cui Rongrong's pupils contracted violently, fear and confusion intertwined in her eyes, and the hand holding the knife began to tremble involuntarily.
However, the next moment, a strong hand tightly grasped her wrist, forcing her to continue pushing the knife towards his chest.
His eyes were extremely ferocious due to the bloodshot, like a demon returning from hell: "Wanwan, go ahead, kill me."
This scene frightened Cui Rong so much that her face turned pale. She struggled violently and staggered backward. The short blade in her hand fell to the ground with a clang, accompanied by her final struggle and despair.
But he pressed on step by step, a sneer appeared in his crazy eyes, and he leaned close to her ear, whispering with cold determination: "I gave you a chance, but you couldn't do it. In this life, you will never escape from my world."
Cui Rong's breathing became rapid and her face became paler. She instinctively wanted to step back, but he grabbed her wrist.
His hands were like eagle claws, so powerful that she had nowhere to escape.
Then, he swung his hand and hit her neck hard with his palm. Cui Rong lost consciousness instantly and fell down softly.
He then grabbed her waist, lifted her up, and walked into the night without looking back.
Li Jingzhao lay on the ground, still in shock, his face still stiff with an expression of disbelief. Blood was slowly flowing down his neck, but he didn't care at all.
Until the servant carefully helped him up and asked with concern: "Your Highness, are you okay?"
Li Jingzhao came back to his senses from his trance and touched the hot and wet blood on his neck, his hands were all red.
"Summon the imperial physician immediately!"
As soon as the order was issued, the entire camp fell into unprecedented chaos.
Su Yan stood there in a daze, his eyes following the figure of Song Yanyi holding the unconscious Cui Rongrong as he walked away. He couldn't help but curse under his breath: "This man is simply a lunatic!"
At this time, the hunting ground was already in turmoil due to Prince Jin's unauthorized intrusion.
The Prince of Jin led his cavalry battalion with evil intentions, but fortunately the Imperial Guards intervened in time, protected the emperor, and captured the Prince of Jin on the spot.
This incident shocked the court and the country. The emperor was furious and personally interrogated Prince Jin and his accomplices in the palace. A major trial concerning imperial power and betrayal was about to begin.
Song Yanyi naturally would not miss such an occasion. He placed Cui Rongrong in his tent, changed her into clean clothes, and ordered the guards to guard the door while he went straight to the palace.
When Cui Rong woke up slowly, it was already deep in the night.
What comes into view is the arc-shaped structure of the yurt roof, and everything around seems strange and mysterious.
With the help of the faint candlelight in the tent, she gradually made out the furnishings inside.
Located in the hinterland of Taihang Mountains, within the royal hunting ground, there is no need to think too much, this must be Song Yanyi's camp.
She struggled to sit up and tried to get out of bed, but as soon as she exerted force, there was a crisp metallic collision sound, and her left ankle seemed to be dragged by something heavy, causing her body to lose balance and fall back onto the bed.
In astonishment, she looked back at her left foot and discovered that her ankle was firmly locked with a cold iron chain.
The guardian outside the tent seemed to have heard the noise. The curtain was gently opened and a maid named Cuizhu walked in: "Miss cousin, you are awake."
Cui Rong pointed at the chain angrily, her tone filled with disbelief: "What the hell is this?!"
Cuizhu's voice was like a spring breeze blowing through bamboo leaves, gently and cautiously echoing in the tent. There was a subtle worry in her eyes: "Miss, don't panic. All this is due to the careful consideration of the young master. After all, we are now in the core of the royal hunting ground. The treason case that happened today is like a shadow covering this land. The young master is worried that the remnants have not been cleared up, and he is afraid that if you take a step recklessly in this complicated situation, you will fall into unknown danger."
The anger on Cui Rongrong's face was hard to conceal. Those high-sounding reasons sounded more like cold restraints to her.
Her eyes sparkled with unyielding spirit, and the rebelliousness in her heart was like a bud about to break through the ground, ready to move.
Seeing the young lady's mood swings, Cuizhu hurried forward, her words full of tenderness and consideration: "Miss, please don't be angry. The young master has his own plans in mind. When he returns from hunting, he will explain everything to you. His care for you is like the warm sunshine in spring. How could he bear to let you suffer the slightest grievance? That is why the young master specifically asked me to leave the familiar Songhe Garden and cross many courtyards to come here, just to take care of you personally."
Cuizhu is a maid in the inner palace who is in charge of the affairs of Songhe Garden. She rarely has the opportunity to step out of that quiet little world.
On this autumn hunt, the young master only brought his confidant Qing'an with him. However, after an emergency incident in the afternoon, Qing'an hurried back to the mansion and specially brought Cuizhu here, saying that this was the young master's intention and hoped that she could take good care of the cousin who came from afar.
"Miss, maybe you can have some dinner first to replenish your energy?"
When Cuizhu made the suggestion, her voice was as soft as a mosquito's, for fear of disturbing the young lady's thoughts.
Cui Rongrong's face was as dark as a cloud covering the sun, revealing a barely perceptible sadness: "I have no appetite."
Cuizhu refused to give up and tried to persuade her again: "Miss, you must not get angry with the young master. He may really be angry this time. You should obey him and put aside your unhappiness for the time being, so as to avoid further deterioration of the situation."
Cui Rong's body shook violently, as if these words hit the softest part of her body. Then she fell weakly on the bed, covered her face with the thick quilt, and no longer responded.
Cuizhu sighed upon seeing this, and could only place the carefully prepared meal and hot tea on the small table beside the bed, and said with concern: "Well, Miss, please take a rest first. If you are hungry, please remember to eat."
She tiptoed out of the tent, leaving the chaos behind for the time being.
The night deepened until the sky was filled with stars, and Song Yanyi returned home exhausted and cold.
The case of rebellion in the Prince of Jin's Mansion was unusual, and because the emperor personally intervened, all kinds of delays and power struggles filled the entire palace with tension and anxiety.