PFC Chapter 305 The Prime Minister Was Rescued
Chapter 305 The Prime Minister Was Rescued
After all the officers and soldiers fell down like ears of rice blown down by the wind, the scene fell into a dead silence. One of the tall, stern-looking men in black walked forward steadily, and the long sword in his hand drew a sharp arc in the air. With a crisp "click", the shackles of the prison car were instantly split in half. Then, the man in black knelt on one knee, clasped his hands together, and saluted to the prison car with an extremely respectful attitude: "My lord! I was late in rescuing you, and you suffered. Please forgive me!"
The prime minister, who had been keeping his eyes closed, slowly opened them at this moment. His deep gaze swept across the bodies of the officers and soldiers lying in front of him, and then fell on the group of companions who were also dressed in black behind the black-clad man who was saluting respectfully. After a short pause, the prime minister nodded slightly and said in a deep voice: "It's okay, get up. Help me out quickly."
The black-clad man who received the order quickly stood up and carefully helped the prime minister out of the prison car. The prime minister stood firm, tidied his slightly messy clothes, and then walked towards the forest without saying a word. The well-trained black-clad men behind him followed closely, with slow but uniform steps. However, none of them noticed that not far from them, a figure was hiding in the dense bushes, closely observing all these things happening. This person followed the group of people quietly into the depths of the forest like a ghost.
At the same time, Xilin stood quietly at the palace gate, looking up at the clear blue sky outside, with a barely perceptible smile on her lips. She whispered softly: "According to the time calculation, at this moment, the Prime Minister must have been successfully rescued! And the spies sent by the king must have followed their steps closely..."
Hearing Xilin's words, her lover's face suddenly turned pale and her body began to tremble uncontrollably. Finally, she seemed to have lost all her strength and sat down on the cold ground in despair, her lips trembling, but she couldn't make a sound.
Seeing this, Xilin's eyes flashed with pity, but she soon regained her composure. She spoke again, "Cousin, now that things have come to this, you should not have any illusions. Don't expect Prince Xin to put aside his past grudges and come to rescue you. And don't try to buy his heart with those private soldiers you secretly raised. These are all futile!"
The man's eyes shot at Xilin like a poisonous snake, and he gnashed his teeth and said, "As long as I am still alive, I will definitely have a chance to make a comeback! If you have the guts, just kill me right now!"
Xilin raised her lips slightly, revealing a disdainful sneer: "Cousin, now that things have come to this, are you still dreaming that you can seduce the king with your seductive skills in the future to win his sympathy? Humph, it's just a foolish dream!" As she spoke, she suddenly reached out and grabbed her lover's hair, dragging her to the dressing table mercilessly. Then, Xilin lifted her lover's head with force and forced her to look directly at herself in the mirror.
"Cousin, open your eyes and take a good look at your current appearance! That old face is full of wrinkles, and even the white hair at the temples can hardly be concealed. Are you naive enough to think that the king is so short-sighted that he can be attracted by such a withered face as yours? Hahahahaha..." Xilin laughed wildly.
The beloved looked at herself in the mirror, haggard and emaciated, tears streaming down her cheeks like a flood. She could no longer suppress the grief and despair in her heart, and could only sob and cry.
At this moment, Xilin suddenly leaned over and whispered softly in her lover's ear: "Cousin, if you still want to seek revenge on me, I'm afraid you should first ask your adopted son, His Royal Highness Prince Xin, what he thinks? You know, he still firmly believes that the baby in my belly is his flesh and blood. Tell me, will he protect me at all costs, even at the cost of his life?"
Hearing this, the husband stared at Xilin with eyes wide open in astonishment, his lips trembling, and he couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time: "You...you...actually..."
Xilin chuckled nonchalantly and said, "Oh, cousin, are you going to report me? Do you have any evidence? Don't make random accusations without evidence, otherwise who knows who will be embarrassed!" She raised her chin slightly, with a hint of contempt in her eyes.
The man was so angry that he was shaking all over, gritted his teeth, and said with wide eyes: "You are such a despicable and shameless person, you will definitely not have a good ending in the future, and you will be punished by God!"
Xilin not only didn't take it seriously, but laughed unbridled, her laughter echoing throughout the room, sounding particularly harsh. She stopped laughing and said coldly, "Haha, I'm afraid you won't have the chance to see whether I will die a miserable death in the future. But I can see clearly how miserable my cousin is now!" As she spoke, she began to slowly and leisurely straighten her slightly messy hair and clothes, as if everything happening around her had nothing to do with her.
"Oh, look how time flies. It's time for me to go back to the palace. I'm waiting for the news that the king has captured those rebels in one fell swoop, and by the way, I'll see how all nine clans of yours have been executed!" After saying this proudly, Xilin twisted her waist and walked away without looking back.
When the man heard this, he was so angry that he roared in the direction where Xilin left: "Don't forget that you are also included in my nine clans!"
Xilin did not turn around, but continued to stride forward. She still faced the gate and said as she walked: "Then my cousin, when the time comes, you can come to the execution ground to see if I am present!" Until she disappeared from her husband's sight.
The lover looked at Xilin's figure getting farther and farther away, and finally collapsed to the ground powerlessly, bursting into tears and murmuring continuously: "Father...Father..." Tears flowed freely like a broken dam, soaking the ground beneath him.
The king stood quietly in front of the vermilion door of the imperial study, his figure as tall as a pine tree, as if blending into the towering palace behind him. His eyes, as deep as the sea, stared fixedly at the vast sky in the distance, his gaze piercing through the layers of clouds, as if he wanted to see through all the secrets of the world.
At this moment, a burst of hurried footsteps came from far away. Aishan ran all the way to the king. Because he ran too fast, fine beads of sweat had seeped out of his forehead, but he didn't bother to wipe it off, and he reported breathlessly: "King, the prime minister... The prime minister has been rescued! According to the spies, they are temporarily living in the mountains outside the city and have not returned to their military base."
The king nodded slightly, indicating that he already knew about this matter. There was no ripple on his handsome face, only a pair of sword-like eyebrows slightly wrinkled, revealing a trace of solemnity. After pondering for a moment, he decisively ordered: "Pass on my order, immediately secretly mobilize troops and horses, strictly guard the training ground in the mountains, and make sure that there is no water in the way, not even a fly can fly out! Anyone who violates the law will be punished by military law!"