Lin Wangfu.
In a dark and quiet dungeon.
In front of a cold cell filled with a foul smell, Lin Hengzhong stopped and looked up.
His slightly weathered face was expressionless, and a chilling chill emanated from his entire body.
Cold and frightening.
He glanced at the cell and behind him: "You wait here, and no one is allowed to approach."
"yes."
Behind Lin Hengzhong, Zheng Zhiming lowered his head and spoke respectfully.
Afterwards, Lin Heng stepped into the cell again.
In the dim cell, a dim oil lamp burned in a niche beside the wall. Its light dimly illuminated a man chained to a corner.
His hands and feet were bound with iron chains, unable to move.
He was in a dishevel, with disheveled hair, and sat in the corner in defeat.
When he heard footsteps coming from the door, the man slowly raised his head, ecstatic.
"Your Majesty? Your Majesty!"
The man struggled to get up, then fell to his knees in front of Lin Hengzhong with a plop, crying bitterly: "I finally get to see you!"
Lin Hengzhong remained unmoved, looking at the strange man in front of him with a slightly cold gaze: "Who are you?"
"Small, small is..."
The man knelt on the ground, trembling with fear and excitement. "I used to be a servant who looked after horses for the palace. My name is Chen San. Over two months ago, His Royal Highness went out on tour, and I happened to be accompanying His Royal Highness to take care of the horses..."
Lin Hengzhong's eyes turned slightly cold: "Go on."
A look of horror appeared on the man's face. "I didn't expect that on the way back, His Highness was attacked by a mysterious master. All the masters around His Highness met with accidents..."
"I was so frightened that I almost fainted... Maybe God took pity on me and unexpectedly saved my life..."
"When I woke up, the sky had changed..."
“…”
Listening to what this person said, Lin Hengzhong's eyes grew colder. His face was expressionless, and his voice was as cold as frost: "Are you saying that this prince is a fake?!"
As if feeling the murderous aura coming at him like a substance, Chen San trembled all over, his head hitting the ground heavily, he didn't dare to lift it up, and his voice became more and more trembling.
"Yes, that's right!"
"That night, when I woke up in the dilapidated temple, His Royal Highness had already been murdered... I saw it with my own eyes. His Royal Highness was killed by an assassin..."
"I was so frightened and anxious at the time that I fled for my life... I've been hiding in the countryside for a while now, and only recently when I returned to Linjiang City did I learn that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has returned safely..."
"I immediately noticed something was wrong and came to report it to the prince..."
“…”
The real Crown Prince is dead!
Chen San's eyes were filled with horror. He remembered clearly that when he regained consciousness, he saw with his own eyes that the Crown Prince was killed by those men's knives.
But now, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince appears in Linjiang City safely again?
Resurrection?
How is this possible?
The only possibility... His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is a fake!
It was impersonated by someone!
Thinking of this news, Chen San's breathing became rapid and his expression became terrified, but there was a hint of excitement in his eyes.
This is his chance to rise to prominence!
Someone pretended to be the Prince of Lin, and as an insider, he informed the prince of this news. That was a heavenly achievement!
The prince will certainly not treat him unfairly.
This is also the reason why he took such a risk to come back and report the news!
"How can this be possible!"
A cold voice was heard in the dim cell.
The temperature of the entire cell seemed to drop suddenly, and a murderous atmosphere filled the air.
Lin Hengzhong's eyes grew colder, and he spoke in a low, cold voice, "How dare someone pretend to be my prince? Damn it!"
As he spoke, Lin Heng glanced at Chen San lying on the ground again: "You are the only one who knows about this?"
Chen Sanqiang suppressed the joy in his heart and nodded quickly: "Yes, that's right..."
"After I escaped, I specifically inquired about it. Everyone who accompanied His Highness on that trip died, leaving only me... I am the only one who knows about this matter..."
"That fake prince was trying to conceal his true intentions, but I'm afraid he didn't expect that I was still alive and had witnessed everything with my own eyes, exposing his scheme..."
Chen San's tone couldn't hide his excitement.
This wave is truly a divine power!
Lin Hengzhong looked at the man in front of him expressionlessly and nodded slightly: "Very good, you have made a great contribution this time!"
Hearing the prince's praise, Chen San immediately raised his head excitedly: "Thank you for the praise, Your Highness. I..."
The words he had just spoken stopped abruptly.
A sharp pain came from his chest, and Chen San subconsciously covered his chest with his hands, his face showing a hideous and painful expression.
“It hurts, it hurts so much…”
Chen San fell to the ground and struggled hard and painfully.
"My lord, save me..."
Chen San's face was full of pain and he looked up at Lin Hengzhong pleadingly.
No result!
After struggling in pain for a while, he fell to the ground stiffly, motionless.
There was no sound.
Lin Hengzhong watched the scene expressionlessly from beginning to end, and only after Chen San stopped breathing did he regain his composure. Finally, he glanced coldly at Chen San, turned around, and left the cell.
Outside the cell, only Zheng Zhiming was waiting quietly.
"Get rid of this person, check his family background, family tree, relatives and friends..."
"This matter, I don't want anyone to know."
Lin Hengzhong glanced at him and said, "Remember to eradicate the roots!"
"yes."
Zheng Zhiming spoke expressionlessly.
…
Capital city.
The capital is a prosperous and bustling place.
It is located in a certain house in the prosperous area of Beijing.
A few streets away is the most prosperous and bustling place in the capital. But in this house, the scenery is beautiful and the architecture is magnificent.
One can tell at a glance that the owner of this house is either rich or noble.
Inside the house, in a quiet backyard, there is a small bridge and flowing water, and the scenery is pleasant.
In the courtyard, there are some flowers, plants and trees planted in the corner. There is an arch bridge in the cobblestone courtyard, and water flows slowly along the ditch beside the bridge. In the back of a corner of the courtyard, there is a swing.
At this moment, the sky is clear and the air is fresh. The swings swing slowly, one back and one back, leisurely and carefree.
A young woman was sitting on the swing.
She was wearing a slim white and blue long skirt and a solid-colored coat, and her slender figure was sitting on the swing.
Beneath the long skirt, a pair of snow-white, slender, white ankles were faintly exposed. She was walking barefoot on the pebbles, with her crystal clear toes gently resting on the ground, swinging leisurely with the swing.
The long skirt, as white as a jade bamboo shoot, was occasionally revealed from under the hem of the skirt. Her calves were slender and round, as white as jade, and extremely beautiful.
Going further up, it becomes vague and looming.
A head of thick black hair was scattered freely, reaching the waist, dancing in the air with the swing, revealing a beautiful and delicate face, mature and beautiful.
Her delicate and flawless facial features and elegant eyes, as if she is thinking about something, give people a sense of elegance.
Although he looks young, he has a mature temperament that is very inconsistent with his peers.
More and more tempting!
She was the only one in the yard.
It was not until a long time later that footsteps were suddenly heard outside the corridor not far away.
A figure slowly walked into the yard.
The woman on the swing looked up and saw a figure in white standing quietly under the eaves not far ahead.
She was wearing a white long dress, elegant and cold, with a tall figure and a beautiful yet expressionless face.
A familiar figure, leaning against the eaves, holding a sword in both hands.
She glanced at him for a moment, her beautiful eyes smiling: "You're here?"
Bai Yi's eyes were calm: "What do you want to talk to me about?"
"Can't I come to you if nothing happens?" She smiled sweetly, and every frown and smile seemed to carry a bit of seductive beauty.
"It's okay, I'm leaving!"
The woman in white didn't give him any face at all and turned around to leave.
"etc……"
Seeing this, the woman on the swing sighed softly: "I finally get to see you once, why are you in such a hurry to leave? Come and chat with me?"
The woman in white stopped and looked back at her.
Didn't leave, didn't speak.
The woman on the swing sighed softly, and then, as if remembering something, she suddenly said with a hint of mischief, "I heard he went to Beijing?"
The woman in white still showed no reaction: "Who?"
"Who else?"
The woman on the swing looked at her with a smile: "Of course it's your fiancé... Don't tell me you don't know this news?"
The woman in white was silent for a moment, then said in a slightly cold tone, "He is not."
"It's no use if you don't admit it!"
The woman on the swing smiled even more playfully. "He's the one your father personally arranged for marriage, your fiancé...wasn't he coming to the capital this time just to marry you?"
"I didn't expect that guy to be so courageous."
The woman on the swing marveled at it.
Rumors abounded in the capital that the Prince of Lin was an unlearned fool. Prince Lin was a man of both talent and wisdom, a man of great ambition, yet he fathered a useless son.
Not only is he incompetent, but he also has a bad character. Even though he is far away in the capital, there are still many bad comments about the Prince Lin.
What about that bastard prince who bullies men and women, forces women of good character into prostitution, and hangs out in brothels and other places of pleasure all day long...
The image of a scumbag!
Now that we hear that this "scumbag" is going to Beijing, it has indeed attracted a lot of attention.
"Information has arrived from Linzhou. He has left Linjiang City and is about to arrive in Yanzhou..."
The woman on the swing looked at the woman in white under the eaves with a smile: "If he really dares to marry you this time, what are you going to do?"
"I won't marry!"
The woman in white under the eaves spoke expressionlessly and firmly.
"Not marrying?"
The woman on the swing blinked her beautiful eyes: "Are you planning to go against your father's will?"
The woman in white still folded her arms across her chest, her face icy cold: "I've already said, I won't get married!"
"If he dares to come, I will break his legs!"
"really?"
The woman on the swing smiled even more broadly and winked: "If he really comes, are you really going to break his legs outside the city?"
The woman in white didn't say anything, but her face was cold and murderous intent was brewing in her eyes.
"Why……"
The woman on the swing sighed softly, her eyes full of amusement: "I didn't expect that he would actually dare to come..."
The engagement between the Prince of Lin and the eldest princess should have been put on the agenda long ago, but the Prince of Linzhou had been delaying it. There had been rumors in the capital that the Prince of Lin was frightened and did not dare to enter the capital.
It's not without reason.
It is rumored that the Prince of Lin is an uneducated fool, but who is the eldest princess?
The most favored daughter of the current emperor of the Daning Dynasty, a genius sword master in the way of the sword, and a remarkable woman unrivaled in the world!
In terms of identity, status, talent, and martial arts... no matter from which aspect, the eldest princess completely crushes the prince of Lin!
In addition, the princess once boasted that if he dared to enter the capital, she would break his legs. In this case, would the prince of Lin still dare to enter the capital?
Obviously most people don’t dare.
Just when this matter was being talked about in the capital, news suddenly came that the Prince of Lin was about to enter the palace.
Quite interesting!
"I'm actually looking forward to it!"
The woman on the swing stepped lightly on the pebbles with her bare feet. As her crystal clear toes gently exerted force, the swing swayed. Her delicate face under her hair floating in the wind was full of a playful smile.
She chuckled and said, "Everyone says that the Prince of Lin is unlearned and unskillful. I'd like to see for myself... What's the difference between this prince from a barbaric land and those dandy scions of aristocratic families in the capital?"
The woman in white under the eaves remained expressionless: "Birds of a feather."
"It's hard to say."
The woman on the swing relaxed her pretty eyebrows slightly and laughed playfully, "What if this was deliberately slandered by those censors and those with ulterior motives in the capital?"
"Those people hate Prince Lin to the core. Is it possible that they will slander and smear the reputation of Prince Lin?"
"What if the Prince of Lin is an upright and talented man?"
The woman in white remained unmoved: "Impossible."
"Why?"
The woman in white raised her eyes, her beautiful eyes without any emotion, as if she was calm and collected: "I have been to Linjiang City."
Upon hearing this, the woman on the swing's eyes lit up: "Have you been to Linjiang City?"
"Have you seen him?"
The woman in white said nothing.
But knowing her, this is... a default?
Hearing this, the woman on the swing became curious. She jumped off the swing, stepped on the pebbles, and without even bothering to put on her shoes, she lifted her skirt and walked briskly to the woman in white.
"Tell me, what does he look like? How is he different from what those people in the capital have said?"
Those bright eyes sparkled, and it was obvious that he was slightly interested in this.
The woman in white was silent for a moment.
"It's okay."
"good?"
Those bright eyes showed more surprise. "Since you praised my appearance, then the Prince Lin must be quite good-looking, right?"
"That's right. After all, his mother is a lady from a prominent family in Jiangnan. I don't think the Prince of Lin would be that ugly."
She nodded slightly, "What else, what else?"
The woman in white looked at her expressionlessly: "Why are you so interested?"
"What else?"
Zhao Xi smiled sweetly, her eyes moving, "After all, he's your fiancé, so I have to be curious."
"He's not!"
The woman in white remained expressionless, "I won't marry anyone, let alone him!"
"Don't be so confident!"
Zhao Xi smiled, hinting, "If he really comes this time, when he arrives in Beijing and brings the betrothal gifts, do you really want to disobey my order?"
The woman in white still looked calm. She glanced at her, then looked up at the outside of the yard, her expression still calm.
"Let's wait until he can enter the capital alive."
“…”
Linzhou territory.
A long line of carriages and horses was moving slowly on the official road. It was autumn and the weather was about to turn cooler.
Occasionally, there would be caravans passing through the official road, as well as people traveling from place to place. As the carriages and horses headed north, the population began to gradually decrease, and the weather became much colder.
On a horse in front sat a heroic figure in tight clothes. She raised her eyes to look ahead, then turned the horse's head and came to a carriage.
"Your Highness!"
Soon, the curtain of the carriage was lifted.
"What is it?"
Inside the carriage, Lin Jiangnian was lazily lying on a comfortable couch.
Lin Qingqing glanced at the scene inside the carriage, her face suddenly became a little unnatural, and she turned her head away.
"Your Highness, in two days we will be able to leave Linzhou and enter Yanzhou!"
"Next, I'm afraid I'll have to be careful!"
“…”
