Conspiracy

Chapter 549 Shang Mujing bloodbathed the government

The main city of Jiangdu.

City Lord's Mansion.

Shang Yuchen rode a tall maroon horse and brought a group of people to the gate of the City Lord's Mansion.

Today's sky is extremely gloomy, and the entire City Lord's Mansion is surrounded by a group of people dressed in foreign costumes, and they hold strange weapons.

When the leader saw Shang Yuchen, he hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

"Caomin Greemu sees His Royal Highness the Prince."

"Grimu? I know you. You are the guard next to Chieftain Moxiu."

"It's Cao Min. I'm here to wait for the return of His Royal Highness under the orders of the chief chieftain."

"Where is Prince Jing? Where are the government officials? Where are they?"

"Go back to His Royal Highness, it's inconvenient to go into details here, please come inside, Your Highness."

Greemu's tone was respectful from beginning to end, but it was also very tough. Except for Shang Yuchen, he didn't even look at the others.

Lan Zhi whispered to Shang Yuchen: "Your Highness, something is wrong, or wait for my subordinates and Jin Baihu to investigate first."

Before entering the city, they had already heard from the people that Mo Xiu led his troops into the city, and there was no news after that.

Shang Yuchen is now here as the prince of the East Palace, if the other party has ulterior motives and comes to invite you into the urn, they will suffer a big loss.

"No need, just go in, there is no danger inside." Su Zhen said.

She has checked the City Lord's Mansion with her spiritual sense, and there is no ambush, just
"Su Shaoqing" Lan Zhi was still hesitating.

Unexpectedly, Shang Yuchen turned around and got off the horse, and walked towards the inside, and the others had no choice but to follow quickly.

Su Zhen wore a white dress, her hair was tied up high, and her immature face was mature beyond her own age.

The moment she stepped into the door, she seemed to sense something, her eyes turned cold for a moment, and she smelled a strong smell of blood.

Not just her, everyone else smelled it.

Tang Yinchen covered his nose and shouted, "My good fellow, how many people have died? This smell is too strong!"

"No one in the government, except Prince Jing, survived."

As soon as Greemu finished speaking, everyone stopped and looked at him in shock.

"What did you say? Say it again?! What the hell is going on! Who did it?"

"Return to Your Highness, it's Prince Jing."

"Nonsense! Prince Jing's little martial arts, how could he massacre everyone in the City Lord's Mansion!"

"Not only Prince Jing, but also a group of martial arts masters. They are all seriously injured and are recuperating in the backyard."

"What?! Seriously injured! Prince Jing was also injured?!" Shang Yuchen asked anxiously.

"Yes! Prince Jing's meridians were completely destroyed, and there were countless stab wounds. The most serious one was a broken rib that was inserted into his heart and lungs. If our chief chieftain hadn't used a magic medicine to hang him, he might have died long ago! "

"Why didn't you say it earlier! Take Bengong to see him!"

"Yes!"

A group of people rushed towards the backyard in a hurry.

As expected, no one saw the official mansion along the way, they were all members of the Kayi tribe, and they had completely controlled the city lord's mansion.

Before entering the door of the backyard, a strong smell of medicine penetrated into everyone's noses.

Greemu pushed open the door and saw many simple wooden beds and straw mats in the yard, on which lay many seriously injured people, both men and women, with their own weapons beside them.

Judging by their uniform costumes, they should belong to the same sect or organization.

Seeing them push the door in, one person climbed up with difficulty, and said to Greemu: "Master Greemu, where is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince? Didn't you say that Your Highness is coming?"

Gree Mu stepped aside slightly, revealing Shang Yuchen behind him, "His Highness is here."

Everyone looked at the young man in white with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and couldn't help crying.

"Your Highness! You are finally here! If you don't show up again, His Highness Prince Jing won't be able to stand it anymore."

"Where is he?"

"In the East Wing, His Highness Prince Jing has been waiting for you for so many days just to see you for the last time! If you are one step late, you may only see His Highness." The man My eyes were red when I said it, and I was sobbing after talking about it.

"Lang Zhi, ask the imperial physician to hurry up and treat everyone. Zhen'er, A Yue, follow me to see Prince Jing, and the rest of you, assist the imperial physician."

"Yes."

As everyone went to work separately, Greemu brought Shang Yuchen and the others to the East Wing.

The door of the room was wide open, and pots of blood were brought out, as well as the blood-stained gauze randomly thrown at the door, all of which reminded them that Shang Mujing's life was hanging by a thread.

Shang Yuchen didn't ask Greemu to report, but just let him stay outside the door.

There was a screen in front of the bedroom, and they had just gotten closer when they heard a sigh from the old man.

"Your Highness, I'm sorry for the old man's bluntness, your injury, even if the gods come down to earth, they will be powerless to recover."

"It's okay. Cough cough cough. If you die, you will die. It's just that I don't know if I can wait for the third brother and my concubine mother. It's a pity that I can't serve her around anymore."

"Your Highness."

"Who says you can't continue to serve? Yafei Empress is just a son like you. If you die, how can she live alone in that palace that eats people and doesn't spit out bones?!" Su Zhen said before she arrived. come first.

Shang Mujing was overjoyed when he heard her voice, but whenever his mood fluctuated, he suddenly coughed again, he only felt that his whole body hurt like hell.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a wide sleeve dangling in front of his eyes, and a big hand was wiping the cold sweat from his forehead with the other end.

"elder brother"

At this time, Shang Mujing was like a child who had been wronged. When he saw his brother coming, he immediately burst into tears and burst into tears.

Shang Yuchen gently touched his head, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, Xiaojing, the third brother is here."

"Woooooo! Brother! I thought I'd never see you again!"

If it weren't for the fact that he was wrapped in bandages and unable to move, he might have already thrown himself into Shang Yuchen's arms.

Moreover, since his third brother grew up, he has always looked like a young man. It has been many years, and he has never been so gentle to himself.

"Don't be afraid, I will save you."

Seeing Shang Mujing crying out of breath, Shang Yuchen comforted him for a while.

"Okay, don't let him talk anymore, His Royal Highness, let me save someone first, and wait for a while, his little life is really gone."

"You? Zhen'er? Can you save me?" Shang Mujing's eyes lighted up again.

"can."

"Young master, don't make fun of His Highness Prince Jing's life."

"Young Master has always followed his word. If I say I can save him, I will definitely save him! If you don't believe me, chief chieftain, you can watch from the sidelines."

Seeing Shang Yuchen nodding, Mo Xiu didn't refute again, "Okay! The old man will wait and see!"

Seeing Su Zhen reaching out to untie Shang Mujing's bandage, Xiao Chuhong suddenly grabbed her hand.

"Xiao Xiao, what's wrong?"

"No, he has no clothes on."

Su Zhen: "."

Shang Mujing: "."

Good Yuchen: "."

Mo Xiu: "."

(End of this chapter)