Chapter 27.5 - After the Sickly Beauty Transmigrated Into A Book, He Married the Arrogant Crown Prince
Chapter 27.5
Soon, Li Liansheng went out to keep an eye on the medicine that was being prepared, closing the door behind him as he left. Ling Feng sat on the edge of the bed, glaring at Song Beiyao, not saying a word for a long time.
"What's going on?" Song Beiyao said weakly.
"It was you who told me not to follow that day. And now, something has happened." Ling Feng said irritably.
"Alright, alright, alright, it's my fault.” Song Beiyao coughed as he spoke, needing to pause for a long time after each sentence. “Young Hero Ling, please don't be angry."
Seeing him like this, Ling Feng dryly said, "Next time you go to such a dangerous place, or go with a dangerous person, you must take me with you."
"I swear, I won't go without you next time." Song Beiyao looked at the still youthful and handsome face of Ling Feng and smiled.
Ling Feng didn't believe his nonsense. "You had an appointment with the regent of Northern Qi that night, and the next day he set off back to Northern Qi. Go ahead and tell me, what exactly happened?"
That night...
Fragmented memories surfaced in his mind, finally settling on a face. Song Beiyao gasped, then coughed heavily again.
"Enough, enough, I won't ask anymore, okay? Don't scare me like this!" Ling Feng hurriedly spoke up.
Catching his breath, Song Beiyao said softly, "Someone is trying to kill me."
Ling Feng, upon hearing this, immediately lamented, "It's over, it's over! It must be someone sent by Master, and I might even know them. This time, I can't protect you! You didn't die this time, but there will be a next time! Next time! Next next next time!”
"……Just stick with me a bit, okay?"
"What does the person who killed you look like? Do you remember?" Ling Feng asked.
Song Beiyao clenched his fist and slowly said, "If I remember, he said his name was Su Yue."
Ling Feng suddenly jumped up from the bedside, clasped his head with both hands, paced back and forth in the room, his brows tightly knitted, without saying a word.
"What's wrong?"
Ling Feng finally calmed down, returned to the bedside, and sat down with an unprecedentedly serious expression, "Listen carefully, Su Yue is the strongest among us. I've never seen him, but I know I can't defeat him. He has a very good relationship with Master, and the most crucial thing is..."
Ling Feng leaned in closer and said coldly, "The people he wants to kill have never escaped."
"Mm." Song Beiyao pondered for a moment, "Meaning, you’ve failed to kill a person before?”
"……" Ling Feng was speechless, "Let's put it this way, the difficulty of the tasks I take on is different from the difficulty of the tasks he takes on."
Song Beiyao said again, "Who are you referring to?"
"……" Ling Feng was on the verge of a breakdown, almost ripping out his hair. "You’re missing the point! The point is he wants to kill you, you're definitely going to die! You will definitely die!! Running to the ends of the earth is useless!!!”
Song Beiyao was immediately coughing up blood, covering his mouth and nose, after Ling Feng yelled at him.
Ling Feng was so startled that he quickly brought a handkerchief to wipe the blood for him. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you."
Song Beiyao waved his hand at him, indicating that he was fine.
"Starting today, you can only stay in the Crown Prince's residence, you can't go anywhere else!" Ling Feng said sternly, "I will keep an eye on you at all times."
"There's no need for that; life and death are fated." Song Beiyao calmed down and asked, "How has Pei Ji been these past few days?"
"I've been busy taking care of you these past few days, so I haven't really paid attention to him." Ling Feng shrugged.
Song Beiyao smiled, "Then you haven't done your job properly."
"Tsk, what nonsense are you talking about?" Ling Feng furrowed his brow, "I heard that the court has been in turmoil recently, and many of the Ninth Prince's followers have been eliminated. It seems his luck has run out. Pei Ji has been very busy, and you’re lucky if you see him here in the residence."
Song Beiyao thought for a moment; it was early February, almost the time when the Ninth Prince would fall.
The struggle for the throne was among the five princes, with the Ninth Prince having relatively weaker influence. In the original text, the order in which Pei Ji eliminated the four princes, was the Ninth Prince, the Eighth Prince, the Third Prince, and finally the Fifth Prince, Pei Ming.
Pei Ming not only held power in the martial world, but he might be secretly colluding with the Zhao Kingdom, making his strength not to be underestimated. The original text provides a detailed description of the process of Pei Ji defeating the other three, but only briefly mentions Pei Ming.
Little did they know how many twists and turns would occur along the way.
"Has Pei Ji come to visit me these past few days?" Song Beiyao asked again.
Ling Feng curled his lips and shrugged slightly, “He did not come to see you, but sent more people to keep an eye on the courtyard. Sigh, I think your efforts were in vain."
Song Beiyao pressed his lips together and said, "It seems Pei Ji's suspicion of me hasn't been dispelled yet. I need to come up with a plan."
"Do you still have the time to worry about him now?" Ling Feng immediately said.
"First, think about how to escape from Su Yue's pursuit, or how to dispel Master’s suspicions about you. If you come up with a plan, I'll find an opportunity to deliver a message to Master on your behalf.”
Song Beiyao let out a light sigh, placing the back of his hand on his forehead. He closed his eyes, and said wearily, "Understood."
— — — — — —
In the dead of night, two fine steeds emerged from the palace gates, traversed the deserted streets, and halted outside the Crown Prince's residence.
The muscular man dismounted, and the servant beside him immediately stepped forward to take the reins.
In recent days, His Highness the Crown Prince had been returning home later and later, and today he didn't arrive until the fourth watch of the night. Zhang Bo stood outside the mansion, hesitating whether to bring up “that” matter.
Pei Ji walked past Zhang Bo, noticed something was off with him, and asked, "Is there something wrong?"
Zhang Bo clasped his hands and bowed his head, saying, "It is the Side Lord; he woke up this morning. According to the servant in his courtyard, after waking up, the side lord's mental state was quite off, refusing to eat anything, getting scared upon seeing people, and even acting a bit crazy. If this continues, I'm afraid..."
"Has the doctor been to see him?" Pei Ji's expression was stern.
"He visited, then said it was because of shock. It might be like this for a while, but it will get better after some time." Zhang Bo said.
Pei Ji finished listening and stepped towards the mansion.
Eight guards were stationed outside Yan Nuan Pavilion, and two first-class guards in green at the main entrance of the courtyard immediately saluted upon seeing Pei Ji.
Pei Ji stepped into the courtyard, the main house door tightly shut. Ling Feng was anxiously pacing back and forth outside, glancing at the door from time to time.
"Why are you standing outside?" Pei Ji said coldly.
Ling Feng finally realized that Pei Ji had arrived and quickly bowed, "Your Highness, the young master would not allow me to stay in the room." He looked worried and said, "Your Highness, please go in and take a look. The master hasn't eaten anything since waking up."
Pei Ji's gaze darkened slightly as he walked towards the main house and pushed the door open.
Several of the corner candles had been blown out, and the light was dim. He walked all the way to the inner room, saw that the bed was empty, and faintly heard the sound of sobbing.
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