Do Not Offend the Reborn Wicked Wife-Chapter 322: Rescuing the Princess, Envoys Granted Audience!

Chapter 322: Chapter 322: Rescuing the Princess, Envoys Granted Audience!

"This... just went in like that?"

Cao Xiao watched as Long Yue followed the big man step by step into the room, his eyes widening. Something was about to happen!

If Little Yue’er was really taken advantage of, A Mu would definitely hack him to pieces with a knife!

That guy, when he goes crazy, he’s completely not a normal person!

Cao Xiao hurriedly got up, intending to rush in, but Qingming grabbed him: "Don’t rush, everything will be fine! The fact that they’re willing to let her in means there aren’t many people inside, two or three at most, she can handle it."

If there were more people, they wouldn’t bring a woman in, after all, who wouldn’t want to enjoy themselves without leaving it to others.

But Cao Xiao was still uneasy: "Let’s get closer, and if there’s any cry for help, we’ll rush in immediately!"

Qingming, helpless, could only nod, and they all moved closer.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

As they got closer, there was the sound of fists and feet flying inside, followed by!

"Awoo——"

Was that a scream like a pig being slaughtered?

To make such a sound, only...

Cao Xiao felt a chill on his spine, his hairs standing on end. Others might call it the ruthless destruction of a flower, but what his niece did was... breaking branches with delicate hands?

The rigid certain something, forcibly broken by someone, that feeling must be... excruciatingly satisfying!

Not to mention Cao Xiao shivering, even the corners of Qingming’s mouth twitched. Thinking that this woman struck so viciously, if not witnessing it personally, no one would imagine such methods coming from a tender and beautiful lady.

"Should we... go in?"

Cao Xiao asked Qingming.

Qingming’s lips twitched as he replied, "Well... let’s go in then?"

So the two cautiously led some people into the courtyard.

The door wasn’t locked; with a gentle push, it swung open, and a stench of blood and decay permeated the air.

Everyone saw the chaotic and tragic scene inside the house, sending chills down their spines.

It was brutal!

Inside lay two burly men, frothing at the mouth, eyes rolled back, seemingly on the brink of death. Beneath them was a mess of flesh and blood, clearly stomped into pulp.

The two men’s hands were also disfigured from being stomped on.

"I want to stay far from this woman."

Qingming muttered mentally, then they noticed a hole inside the room.

More precisely, it wasn’t a hole but an aisle with steps leading downwards, clearly to a secret chamber below.

Moreover, as they approached the entrance, a strong scent of wine filled the air.

This place was the cellar where the Yuan Hong Wine was stored earlier.

"You’re here? A shao, Qingming, you two come down, the others stay up and keep watch."

Long Yue’s voice came from below.

This approach was correct. If everyone went down, who knew if there were more accomplices above? They could end up in an ambush.

So, Cao Xiao and Qingming went down.

The basement was large, with patches of moss on the floor, making it slippery if not careful. There were several jars of wine, though not Yuan Hong, but other kinds.

Long Yue was at the end of the secret chamber, untying ropes from an unconscious woman there.

"Come help, quickly, the ropes are too tight; I can’t undo them."

Long Yue urged as she worked.

"Be careful."

Cao Xiao approached, taking out a knife, about to cut the ropes, but Qingming stepped in to stop him: "Wait! Be cautious; once the ropes are loose, she might wake suddenly and hurt you."

Qingming, akin to an assassin in the shadows, was sensitive to such matters. But as he approached, he relaxed, "She’s been drugged; it’s true. Madam Li, just carry her out, and when she wakes outside, decide then."

Long Yue found Qingming’s suggestion reasonable and agreed.

Qingming carried the girl out, and they returned to the surface.

Qingming took out a vial from his pocket, gently waving it under the girl’s nose; gradually, she awoke.

Upon opening her eyes in an instant, she exclaimed, "Don’t kill them! Stop, stop it!"

"Miss!"

Long Yue stepped forward, gently pressing her flailing body, calming her. She looked up, her dark eyes meeting Long Yue’s: "Who... Who are you?"

"I am a Madam of the court; we brought you out of that cellar. Now, can you tell me who you are?"

"Of the court? Of Dazhou?"

"Yes!"

"I am..."

The girl hesitated, glancing around.

Long Yue, Cao Xiao, Qingming, and a dozen men dressed in black.

Who were they?

Nianxi hesitated, unsure if she should reveal her identity to them.

Nianxi looked at Long Yue, seeing her sincere and honest gaze, deciding she couldn’t be a bad person, said, "I am the Da Liang Princess Nianxi!"

"Little Yue’er, is she really Princess Nianxi? Wow, she’s really beautiful!"

Cao Xiao crossed his arms, relieved to know it was indeed Princess Nianxi, and started speaking carelessly.

Long Yue gave him a disdainful look: "Don’t you have Chang Lexi? Be careful she finds out and skins you alive!"

Instantly, Cao Xiao panicked, hurriedly saying, "Yue’er, dear Little Yue’er, please don’t tell Le Xi about this; she will absolutely kill me!"

This fool, just scaring him, and he took it seriously.

"Are you people of the court?"

"Mm."

Nianxi suddenly panicked: "Quickly, quickly help untie me. Someone impersonated the Da Liang envoy to assassinate the Emperor Zhou, intending to spark conflict between the two countries. Take me to the palace quickly; I have to expose their conspiracy!"

"It’s too late!" Long Yue was calm, shaking her head gently, "The grand court meeting has already started; they might be acting. We can’t make it."

"Then..." Nianxi suddenly realized, surprised at them, "Are you splitting forces?"

Long Yue was taken aback, "Princess, you’re very smart. Only a girl as clever as you would be sent to Dazhou as an envoy."

A person too foolish couldn’t be an envoy; they wouldn’t do well and could cause problems for their own country. This Princess Nianxi was a clever person, Long Yue admired her.

"But we still need to hurry back, also, it’s best if you handwrite a note. If the enemy fails, someone might use the death of the Da Liang envoy in Dazhou to stir trouble, leading to war between the two nations!"

"Yes, I understand!"

Long Yue and Cao Xiao escorted the Da Liang Princess back, she looked in the direction of the Imperial City, silently thinking: A Mu, I’ve solved things here, how about you over there? Make sure to stay safe!

Meanwhile, in the Imperial Palace!

The grand court assembly was in full swing.

Today’s main agenda was celebration since it was the Mid-Autumn Festival, an annual event, with the Emperor hosting courtiers and foreign emissaries for a harmonious gathering.

As for court affairs, it was mainly singing praises of achievements, only mentioning the good, avoiding the bad to keep spirits high.

Negative matters would be addressed after the festival, also leaving a good impression on foreign emissaries.

Emperor Qi Yun sat high on the Dragon Throne, observing the princes, concubines, and ministers below, rare to see him smiling.

His gaze inadvertently fell on a young man seated in a rear position on the right below, but it lingered just briefly, moving to the guard standing behind him.

Hmph, that brat, telling him at home to reflect, yet no response, now suddenly appearing at the grand court meeting claiming there’s an assassination attempt?

Qi Yun’s eyes turned grim and inscrutable.

"Da Liang Princess Nianxi, with envoy, seeks an audience!"

At that moment, a sharp announcement came from outside, and a group of Daliang people, led by Princess Nianxi, entered the Golden Hall.