My Years in the Jianghu with the Prince: A Time of Unethical Conduct

Chapter 145, Reminiscence 12 - Missed

Due to the limitations of her current situation, this sound was made by Xie Yan after taking the medicine, and upon closer listening, it was actually slightly different from Wang Youdao's.

But the situation was urgent, and the voice of a person can change when they roar, so the guard didn't recognize it at first.

Startled by the menacing roar, he instinctively retreated.

With a "snap"—

Wang Youdao's neck was suddenly snapped, and his head slumped down. His eyes were still open, but there was no longer any life in them.

His fingers twitched twice, then his legs straightened, and he fell completely silent.

But A Ning didn't stop. She plunged the hairpin into Wang Youdao's chest again, stabbing him more than a dozen times without changing her expression.

Blood spurted out, splashing onto half of Xie Yan's face and also onto A Ning, dripping onto the ground.

Until Xie Yan said, "A Ning, he is dead."

Ah Ning stopped, feeling a surge of satisfaction at having avenged her great grudge.

Xie Yan also let go, and Wang Youdao's body slid to the ground and rolled off the bed.

Perhaps he used too much force, because his hands are still trembling slightly.

Ah Ning wiped the blood from her face with her sleeve, turned to look at Xie Yan, the madness in her eyes gradually fading, replaced by worry, "Then now..."

Although they have now successfully killed Wang Youdao, the guards outside the door will probably realize what's happening soon.

Then Xie Yan winked at him while smearing the blood that Wang Youdao had splattered onto her own face.

"Can you play dead?"

Ah Ning was stunned for a moment, then immediately realized what was going on, wiped the blood off her body, and lay down on the bed with Xie Yan.

At the same time, the sounds of battle grew closer outside, and Wang Youdao's personal guards on the perimeter recognized that the sudden attackers were none other than the Second Prince's army.

"Oh no! It's the Second Prince!"

"What?! Why haven't the people we sent to follow him returned to report?!"

"Quickly! Go and report to the master!"

The towering flames illuminated half the sky; the Second Prince's army was well-prepared and arrived swiftly and fiercely.

Moreover, half of Wang Youdao's men were not here, and caught off guard, the guards along the way were almost quickly routed.

When the guards in front of the tent saw that Wang Youdao did not return, they finally realized that something was wrong and rushed in.

The curtain of the room was suddenly lifted, and after seeing the scene inside, the guards' pupils contracted sharply, their faces filled with disbelief.

The sight of blood everywhere was shocking.

Wang Youdao was leaning against the bedside, one hand hanging down on the side of the bed, and the other hand on A Ning's waist.

His eyes were wide open, clearly indicating that he had been dead for some time.

Besides him, the other two also fell into pools of blood.

The guards stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with shock and disbelief. Wang Youdao had actually died so quietly under their watch.

Someone stepped forward and checked the three men's breathing, confirming that they were indeed dead.

The guards immediately became restless.

"How could this happen?!"

"We've been guarding this spot the whole time, and we haven't seen anyone enter. How could this be...?"

The guards were horrified, not understanding what had happened or who had killed the three men.

It wasn't until a sharp-eyed guard spotted a torn patch in the corner of the tent that the problem was solved.

"This is?!"

"Someone crawled in from here!"

It turns out that in such chaotic situations, it is generally difficult for the human mind to keep up.

Especially in the case of the death of the person they hired, in such a life-or-death situation, they are more worried about their own lives than about getting to the bottom of the matter.

For a moment, the scene fell silent. The guards looked at each other in bewilderment, and soon turned around and hurriedly fled out of the tent.

After a long while, Xie Yan slowly sat up and got out of bed.

"Don't look up, just lie here and don't move."

As Xie Yan spoke to A Ning, she took out a shard of broken porcelain and pointed it at Wang Youdao's neck.

With her back to him, Ah Ning had no idea what Xie Yan was doing, and could only hear a series of teeth-grinding "crunching" sounds.

"Why didn't we take advantage of the chaos and escape? And what exactly happened outside? How come you seem to have known what was going to happen all along?"

Xie Yan's hands did not stop moving.

"Don't worry, it's the Second Prince's army outside. He won't harm you. You just need to wait for the riot to subside."

Upon hearing this, Aning fell silent.

After a long while, the faint sound finally stopped, and the tent gradually quieted down.

He waited for a long time, but Xie Yan didn't speak again, let alone make any move.

Ah Ning hesitated for a moment, then quietly turned her head away.

But he did not see Xie Yan. In this huge tent, there was nothing but him and a headless corpse.

After an unknown amount of time, things finally returned to calm outside.

"According to Wang Youdao's men, he was killed by someone unknown and died in his tent long ago."

The voices drew closer, and someone carrying a torch entered.

The firelight illuminated the camp.

"This is……"

The visitor was stunned when he saw the scene inside the room.

"Could this be Wang Youdao's corpse? Where did his body go?"

"Oh no! Could it be a fake death? Quickly, go and report to the Prince!"

When Chu Ling received the message and entered the camp, Xuan Feng and the others were questioning a young man whose face was covered in blood.

"what happened?"

Bloodstains still remained on Chu Ling's silver armor, which had not been wiped away in time.

He looked around and then fixed his gaze on the headless corpse on the ground and the clothes scattered nearby.

Xuanfeng explained, "Your Highness, it's true that he said the corpse was Wang Youdao. He and another person killed him together."

"Someone else?"

Chu Ling's gaze did not linger on the corpse; instead, it was fixed on the rather familiar-looking clothes.

He walked over, reached out and picked up the garment, examined it for a moment, and then suddenly frowned.

Xuanfeng watched his actions with a puzzled look on his face and said, "I heard that he was an assassin who came specifically to kill Wang Youdao. He disappeared without a trace after taking Wang Youdao's head."

Upon hearing this, Chu Ling finally turned his gaze to the boy's face.

He took the garment and walked over, but the question he asked wasn't about Wang Youdao; rather—

"Where was that assassin sent from? What's his name? What does he look like?"

For some reason, Chu Ling's expression was slightly solemn.

Ah Ning paused for a moment, then replied, "I...I don't know. He's never told me his name. He's not bad-looking, but he has a very hideous scar on his face."

Chu Ling looked at the clothes in his hand, his eyes darkening. "...Is there a red mole under the corner of his right eye?"

"Red mole?"

Ah Ning was puzzled, but she still thought about it carefully.

But in the end, under Chu Ling's watchful gaze, he slowly shook his head.