Chapter 88 The Fury of the Gale

Chapter 88 The Fury of the Gale

Aunt hesitated. Prince Jing was in the Princess's room, so he couldn't visit him.

If something were to happen to the princess, Liefeng might regret it for the rest of his life.

After hesitating for a moment, Auntie whispered a few words to Lie Feng.

When Lie Feng reappeared, he was dressed as a servant.

His clothes were bulky and he wore a cloth hat on his head.

Its mouth and nose were covered with a stinky cloth, leaving only its eyes exposed.

His attire clearly identifies him as a manure collector, someone who comes to wealthy households to collect manure.

Therefore, under the guidance of his great-aunt, he smoothly entered the courtyard of Princess Jing.

His great-aunt hid him in the servants' room and waited for several hours until it was almost dark before letting him in.

Before her great-aunt came to the door, she repeatedly instructed, "Just take a look, Prince Jing may wake up at any time."

Lie Feng nodded, but his expression was extremely solemn. The strong smell of medicine in the room made his heart sink to the bottom.

Without a moment's hesitation, he walked behind the familiar peony screen.

The screen was slightly translucent, allowing glimpses of the figures inside.

Upon noticing Prince Jing's figure, Lie Feng couldn't help but slow down.

Just as his aunt said, Prince Jing must have seen through his thoughts.

After learning his thoughts, he asked for a young lady's attention, and she then deliberately tested him.

At the time, he did not suspect the young lady's probing, only thinking that she had quarreled with Prince Jing again and was too upset to handle the situation, so she needed someone to keep her company and help her vent her anger.

…

He never hated the young lady; what made his days feel like years was that he could no longer protect her.

As he passed the screen, his fingers tightened beneath his sleeves.

Upon touching that pale, bloodless face, Lie Feng felt completely unwell.

My fingers dug into my flesh, and the bones in my fingers were turning white.

A moment of shock and heartache made his chest feel tight, his eyes turn bloodshot, and his breathing become rapid.

He'd only been gone a short time, and she'd already gotten herself into this state.

The girl he had protected for so many years now lay lifeless on the bed.

Like the smoke in the incense burner, it is always about to dissipate.

And he couldn't do anything, he didn't even have the right to look at her openly!

He could only spy on her like a shadowy rat!

This is the young lady he carried all the way up from childhood!

She's the kind of person who feels guilty and heartbroken for a long time even if there's just a small cut on her finger.

She was more radiant than any flower, how could she lie here so withered and faded!

If he were alive, he would rather die than let his young lady get hurt.

She's so afraid of pain, yet she was wounded by a poisoned arrow. She must be in unbearable pain!

How could his mistress possibly tolerate this!

Looking at her lying there quietly...

Lie Feng had never hated himself so much, hated his incompetence, hated his lowly status, hated that his fate was controlled by others.

His eyes were churning with a fierce storm, heavy with hatred pressing down at the corners of his eyes.

…

His gaze shifted downwards, and he saw Prince Jing, Xie Yan, lying on his side by the bed, his face ashen.

He held his young lady's fair hands in his own, his possessiveness evident in his gesture.

A cold wind scoffed, "Who are you trying to impress?"

If he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have known what Xie Yan had done all these years.

He really thought that Xie Yan had a change of heart and was deeply in love with his young lady?

Lie Feng hardened his alveolar bones, his entire body radiating a fierce aura!

It's all because of him that his mistress is having such an unhappy time.

It's all because of him that his mistress is depressed and has developed a heart condition.

It's all because of him that his mistress is lying here, silent and still.

How could he possibly deserve such a wonderful lady?

He doesn't deserve it! He doesn't deserve it!

In the instant his anger ignited into boundless hatred, Liefeng's hand reached for his waist!

Suddenly, Xie Yan moved.

At the same time, his arm was grabbed by a weathered hand and he was forcefully pulled out from behind the screen.

"Who is it?" Xie Yan's wary voice came from behind the screen.

“Your Highness Prince Jing, it is this old servant!” His aunt pulled him to a stop, her voice humble.

Behind the screen, Xie Yan stood up.

His great-aunt gestured for him to lower his head.

Lie Feng hesitated for a moment, his jaw as hard as a straight line, his back stiff and unwilling to yield.

She slowly lowered her head under her aunt's panicked gaze.

Just like his already meager dignity, it was like a powerless wad of cotton in the face of absolute power, and his previous resentment seemed like a joke.

Xie Yan stepped out from behind the screen, looking at the newcomer with an intimidating aura.

"who is he?"

With just such a simple question, Auntie's body tensed up. Lie Feng caught a glimpse of this out of the corner of his eye as he lowered his head, and a wave of sorrow washed over him.

"Your Highness Prince Jing, it was this old servant who brought the manure collector to the courtyard to collect manure."

"He misheard the location and mistakenly entered the Princess's courtyard. This old servant will take him out right away!"

Xie Yan habitually scrutinized him.

"Get out of here!" his aunt roared at him. "You blind fool, daring to enter the Princess's courtyard!"

Lie Feng could only lower his head, bend his back, and retreat as his aunt cursed him angrily.

Xie Yan glanced at his exposed fingers with deep eyes.

This person has large, prominent hand joints, firm palm muscles, and wrists that are slightly thicker than average.

My great-aunt is still so protective of me!

Xie Yan then coldly declared, "Aunt, from now on, any man who enters the Princess's quarters will have his hands and feet cut off."

"Take this as a warning; we will never tolerate this again!"

"Yes, this old servant will remember!" The aunt replied respectfully, feigning composure as she led Lie Feng out of the courtyard.

Outside the courtyard, Lie Feng looked at the beads of sweat on his aunt's forehead and the look of relief and fear in her eyes.

The hatred in Lie Feng's heart was like dark clouds covering the sky, pressing down on him so much that he couldn't straighten his back.

"Let's go!" His great-aunt pulled him, who was still reluctant to leave, and walked towards the small gate in the backyard.

"Luckily, I was worried about you and went in time, otherwise..."

My aunt muttered with lingering fear, "Just the crime of an outsider trespassing is enough to get you a beating."

"In the eyes of outsiders, Princess Jing is of such a noble status. Don't assume that she is the same as us just because we have served her."

"That's because the princess is so kind; she can accept everything about us."

“But the person just now was Prince Jing.”

"They are the people at the top. Don't you know what kind of person Prince Jing is?"

"If you anger him and the princess falls into a coma, who will save you!"

His great-aunt scolded him the whole way, like a worried old mother.

"Auntie! Is she dying?!"

"nonsense!"

"But I've never seen her like this before!"

The great-aunt gazed at the darkening sky, the cool evening breeze ruffling her weathered face. "The princess is blessed by heaven; no matter who dies, the princess will not."

"Yes, she won't die no matter who dies!" Auntie's firm words reassured Lie Feng.

He believed that his young lady would be able to overcome this challenge.

Definitely!

Lie Feng changed out of the latrine worker's clothes, put on his general's uniform, and walked along the bluestone path next to the Prince Jing's mansion, holding the hilt of his sword.

A carriage creaked and groaned as it approached from behind and stopped right beside him.

"General Lie, please wait!"

Lie Feng looked at the newcomer, a hint of doubt rising in his eyes.