Triumph in Her Rise and Love-Chapter 364 - 359

Song Jiyun was terrified. She yanked the Eldest Imperial Son behind her and swung the stool at her side toward the man.

"Run now!" she shouted at the Eldest Imperial Son, and she hastily threw a vase at the man as well.

She didn’t know that the Eldest Imperial Son’s eyes were red with fury. Not only did he not run, but he also mimicked her, hurling a large welcome pillow from the Noble Consort’s Couch, thinking if these were people from the palace coming to harm him, they wouldn’t stop until he was dead. It was just that he had dragged Sister Song into this mess, and now because of him, she might lose her life. He hoped that Lord Yuan would have some conscience and take revenge for Sister Song if it came to that, to not make Sister Song’s affection for Lord Yuan have been in vain.

He turned and picked up a porcelain pillow.

The man who had burst in was dodging left and right with obvious hesitation in his movements. He didn’t seem quite like he wanted their lives.

Was it just to capture them?

The thought flashed through Song Jiyun’s mind.

Several men came in one after another.

Song Jiyun backed into a corner with the Eldest Imperial Son behind her, holding the broken porcelain, and shouted loudly, "Who are you? Take one more step and don’t blame me for being impolite."

Yet in her heart, she prayed fervently that Yuan Yunzhong would, like last time, turn back on some pretext after he had already left, stickily kiss her before he would be content to leave again.

Moreover, she swore to herself that if Yuan Yunzhong did that again, she would definitely respond properly, and never make fun of him again.

She shouted out "Xu Guangzeng" loudly.

A fool is a fool.

Even if he was given the chance to make an impression in front of the Eldest Imperial Son, he could mess it up.

Someone let out a cold "hmm".

The muscular men surrounding them immediately parted.

Prince Ning, dressed like an ordinary civilian, walked over.

"It’s you!" Song Jiyun breathed a sigh of relief.

At least the Eldest Imperial Son wasn’t in danger.

The two of them might have a chance to escape.

"You didn’t expect this, did you?!" Prince Ning’s gaze was ferocious and malicious.

Song Jiyun’s heart pounded with fear.

What she feared now was the Eldest Imperial Son saying something he shouldn’t.

"What do you want to do?" Song Jiyun stalled for time, covering the Eldest Imperial Son’s mouth with her hand, hoping he would understand her intention.

"Please come with me," Prince Ning said with a false smile, nodding towards the muscular men to take Song Jiyun away.

In the blink of an eye, Song Jiyun realized what was happening.

"Wait!" she exclaimed, "those refugees, you led them here!"

Prince Ning was taken aback, then began to laugh brazenly.

"You’re smart. Yes, I led those refugees here," he said maliciously, "You’ll have a chance to leave the Capital City with them."

Song Jiyun’s mind raced.

If Prince Ning wanted to vent his anger, he could simply kill her.

To take her away must be intended to use against Yuan Yunzhong.

She just didn’t know how his men got into the Capital or how they planned to leave.

Song Jiyun was frantic, yet she didn’t show a hint of it, pretending to be scared she said, "I won’t go with you! Be careful, Young Master Yuan might come after you."

Prince Ning laughed heartily again, proudly saying, "That’s if he can find me."

His expression darkened, "Take her away!"

A few strong men stepped forward to grab Song Jiyun.

She shook them off, saying, "I’ll walk myself!" and strode forward.

Prince Ning noticed the Eldest Imperial Son hiding behind her.

He frowned slightly, looking puzzled.

Song Jiyun strode out quickly while cursing under her breath, "Vassal Kings are not allowed to enter the Capital City without cause. Not only did you come without cause, but you’re also leaving without cause. Are you attempting to rebel? How many troops do you command? Do you dare to oppose the Imperial Court? Are you not afraid that your family will be executed and your fief abolished for this?"

Prince Ning’s face twisted with anger. Although he no longer paid attention to the timid-looking Eldest Imperial Son, he raised his hand and slapped Song Jiyun across the face, "Stinking wench, you really think that by clinging to the Yuan Family, you’ve become a phoenix perched on a high branch!"

Song Jiyun was not one to take it lying down, she promptly aimed a kick below his belt.

It happened so suddenly that Prince Ning, covering his crotch, staggered a couple of steps before being supported by the people beside him, calling out, "Prince!"

His face ashen, he pointed at Song Jiyun and yelled, "Beat her to death for me!"

The men hesitated for a moment.

Song Jiyun infuriated Prince Ning in her bid to protect the Eldest Imperial Son. Seeing this, she immediately lowered her head and dashed out from among them.

The men caught her in the courtyard.

Song Jiyun saw Xiang Zhan and a few other maids lying limply on the ground, their fate unknown, her heart turned cold, and her legs went weak.

"You, whore!" Prince Ning cursed, rolling up his sleeves to deal with her personally.

Suddenly, an arrow flew towards Prince Ning.

"Prince!" A man, quick of sight and quick of action, threw himself on top of Prince Ning.

With a "thud!", blood spattered from the man’s body.

Everyone was stunned.

Then, seven or eight more arrows were shot at Prince Ning.

"Prince!" The men called out one after another, rushing towards Prince Ning.

Song Jiyun was dragged by the collar and hidden behind a date tree to the side.

The familiar scent of the wilting lotus sachet hit her.

It was Yuan Yunzhong!

She had personally hung the sachet on him before he left.

Song Jiyun was clear about it in her heart, but her limbs wouldn’t respond.

She heard her own voice, faint as a mosquito’s, calling out, "Yuan Yunzhong."

"It’s all right, it’s all right!" Yuan Yunzhong gently patted her back, his voice containing suppressed rage, fury, and extreme caution.

She wanted to tell him she was fine, but her lips trembled, and she couldn’t speak.

Having been a person for two lifetimes, this was the first time she had been so close to life and death.

Clinging tightly to Yuan Yunzhong, she gradually regained her senses and said anxiously, "Eldest Imperial Son!"

"Xu Guangzeng is keeping an eye on him!" Yuan Yunzhong said coldly. Although his touch on Song Jiyun’s hand was gentle, "If he can’t handle this small matter, there’s no need for him to handle any matters at all."

Song Jiyun hummed in acknowledgment, slowly catching her breath, feeling strong enough to stand up.

But Yuan Yunzhong covered her eyes, saying, "Follow me!"

Song Jiyun heard the mixed sounds of clashing weapons and shouting.

She followed Yuan Yunzhong.

As the noise faded into the distance, when she opened her eyes, she was sitting in a room in the Rear Shading Courtyard of her own house.

"I’ll take you to my maternal grandfather’s place," Yuan Yunzhong paused, then continued, "There are family retainers who are guarded by my maternal grandfather’s side, some of whom have even fought Waci with him. Even if something happens in the Capital City, my maternal grandfather can take you to the accompanying capital Nanjing."

Song Jiyun abruptly grasped Yuan Yunzhong’s sleeve, her voice taut as she asked, "What are you going to do?"

Yuan Yunzhong was taken aback.

Song Jiyun stared at him steadily, waiting for his answer.

In the silence, Shao Qing pushed the door open, "Young Master, Boss Song, I’ve brought the Eldest Imperial Son."

Both turned their heads and saw the Eldest Imperial Son, his face red with exertion, being supported by Shao Qing’s arm.

Song Jiyun couldn’t help but smile. Embracing the Eldest Imperial Son who ran to her side, she touched his head and comforted him warmly, "It’s okay, it’s okay. Prince Ning came to settle scores with me; it has nothing to do with you. It was my fault that you got involved."

The Eldest Imperial Son allowed her to touch his head, and after a long moment, he said softly, "No. You were protecting me. I know that."