Chapter 95: Bad News
After Tang Ying fell off the cliff, Wang Xian was dumbfounded.
He was ordered to target only Tang Ying, but he didn't expect Fu Chen to follow him. Wang Xian, who was hiding in a hidden place and in a daze, thought: Could it be that Commander Fu has been in the Forbidden Cavalry Division for too long and has something wrong with his brain?
Wang Xian observed in secret for a cup of tea and found that Lord Fu and Tang Ying had not climbed up from the cliff. He carefully poked his head out from his hiding place and ran into a horse face head-on.
The wild horse king, whose body was completely black and whose hair was glistening, stood on the cliff and looked at him quietly. Wang Xian was startled and secretly suspected that this wild horse king from Tianshan Mountain had cultivated into a spirit and actually knew how to sit back and wait for opportunities.
He was a particularly loyal and responsible subordinate, and he guessed that Tang Fu and the other man might have fallen off the cliff and turned into two big meat patties. He moved to the edge of the cliff and looked down, but the cliff was too high and the light below was not very good, so naturally he could not see anything.
Wang Xian decided to go down the cliff to take a look and bury a body to put a successful end to his mission.
As soon as he walked, the wild horse king followed with kicks and clatters, staying only five steps away. Wang Xian was so scared that he broke into a cold sweat: Will this horse suddenly start to speak human language?
The man and the horse silently searched for a way down the cliff. Wang Xian drew his bow and aimed at the Wild Horse King several times, but the horse seemed to be very smart and was able to dodge dangerously every time, as if it had an accurate grasp of the sound of the wind.
Wang Xian was somewhat discouraged and secretly worried, wondering when the horse would come to its senses and stop following him.
After finally reaching the bottom of the valley, he suddenly heard a series of whistles. The wild horse king following closely behind him whinnied twice, raised its hooves, passed him, and plunged into the valley, running very fast.
When Wang Xian was running after the Wild Horse King, he heard the sound of weapons clashing before he got close. He leaned out and was immediately shocked - Tang Ying was not dead, but was still fighting fiercely with others at the bottom of the valley after falling from such a high cliff.
There were more than a dozen corpses piled around her, blocking Fu Chen behind them like a military bunker, while she herself was wielding a sword and fighting fiercely with four men in black. She was covered in wounds and it was obvious that she had been fighting hard for a while.
Commander Fu, who was famous in the imperial capital, seemed to be trying to climb over the mountain of corpses to meet Tang Ying, leaning on a long sword. However, he seemed to be seriously injured and could not climb very smoothly. He was also scolded by Tang Ying, who tried to stop him from crawling over with violent language.
One of the men in black said, "Girl, are you going to protect the guy named Fu? Can't you just find a lover after he dies?"
"Bullshit!" No one knew what this sentence had touched Tang Ying's heart. She was exhausted but suddenly she seemed to have a last burst of energy. She slashed three times with her knife at high speed and actually cut off the right claw of the man in black holding the knife...
Wang Xian had sent out several batches of guards from the Grand Princess's Mansion, but he had never fought with Tang Ying. He had examined the wounds on the guards' bodies and had long been curious about Tang Ying's skills. He did not expect to encounter a murder scene today. He was determined to take advantage of the situation, so he watched the fight with a knife in his hand, not caring at all about the cold look Fu Chen gave him.
He had already made up his mind to get rid of Fu Chen as well as to avoid any trouble for himself.
Tang Ying looked thin, but her fighting power was amazing. When the last man in black died under her sword, she could no longer hold on and fell backwards onto the pile of corpses, leaning her back against her defeated opponent who was sleeping in peace, gasping for breath.
A smug smile appeared on Wang Xian's face, he just felt that he had solved a long-standing problem for his master. He walked towards Tang Ying step by step with a knife in his hand, and he didn't even notice that the Wild Horse King had circled behind him. By the time he heard the sound of wind behind his head, it was too late. Before he could unsheath his long knife, he was kicked in the back by Fu Yingjun's raised front hoof. He screamed, flew up like a kite with a broken string, and landed heavily in front of Tang Ying.
A long sword was pressed against his neck. Tang Ying, who was sitting next to the corpse, looked at him coldly and called out to Master Fu who had already climbed up: "Do you know him, Master?"
Fu Chen chuckled: "Isn't this the Chief Guard Wang from the Grand Princess's Mansion?"
Fu Yingjun trotted over, raising his front hooves high, and it looked as if he was going to trample Wang Xian into a pulp with a few more hooves.
Wang Xian's whole body was twitching in pain.
Tang Ying tried to stop him quickly. Fu Yingjun made two dissatisfied "whinnies" and finally put down his pair of powerful hooves. He then leaned over and rubbed his big head against Tang Ying's face like a wronged child.
"Okay, okay, I get it." Tang Ying touched its big head with her other hand: "Good boy, I'll give you some candy beans when we get home."
Wang Xian suspected that Fu Yingjun's kick had broken his spine. His legs had no strength and he flew out with his sword falling far away. He had been sure of victory, but he didn't expect to be tricked by a horse.
He was so angry that veins on his forehead bulged, but Tang Ying, who was sitting next to the corpse, asked him calmly, "Tell me, was it you who shot my horse?"
"So what? I should have shot a few more. You didn't die from falling off such a high cliff ..." He was in so much pain that his voice was unsteady.
Tang Ying grinned, "Then it won't be in vain that I killed you." She simply used the sword to gently scratch the artery on his neck. The sword was so sharp that Wang Xian's neck immediately turned into a fountain of blood. He quickly covered his neck and screamed in fear, "You dare to kill me?"
"I'm going to kill you." Tang Ying: "I don't know you anyway!"
She had fought her way out of a sea of blood and corpses. She was not like those delicate young ladies in the capital who could only use an embroidery needle and dared not even kill a chicken, let alone a person.
Wang Xian died with his eyes open.
A pair of eyes stared at the sky in fear, stubbornly refusing to close.
Tang Ying was completely exhausted. She leaned against the corpse, and felt a dull pain from several knife wounds on her body. She said, "Master Fu, I think you'd better put those silly ideas aside. I'm a person who is always in trouble." She had just experienced a fierce battle, and the cruel reality made her heart harden again unconsciously.
Fu Chen chuckled: "Same here. Do you think the Forbidden Cavalry Division is a peaceful place?"
After a pause, he said, "Since I entered the Forbidden Cavalry Division, I don't know how many people I have offended over the years. I may lose my life one day. If I can see you alive for one day, I will love you for one day. Maybe even my love for you will bring you a lot of trouble. But I am a selfish person, Yingying."
"Selfish?" Tang Ying didn't think so.
"I can switch to the Forbidden Cavalry Division to climb up the career ladder, and I will do whatever it takes for the girl I like, even if I can't give the one I love a stable life. But once I like someone, I won't let go. I've been stubborn since I was a kid, and I can't change that." He rubbed his face, seeming a little frustrated: "If you get to know me better, you'll find out how selfish I am."
Tang Ying suddenly didn't know how to respond.
She stood up with the sword in her hand and took the initiative to extend her hand to Fu Chen: "Let's leave here first, Master Fu, emotional issues are far less important than survival."
The sun was setting. If the two men didn't leave the hunting ground, they would be in trouble if the smell of blood on their bodies attracted wolves, tigers and leopards.
Tang Ying and Fu Chen supported each other and stood in front of Fu Yingjun.
She touched Fu Yingjun's big head, and the wild horse king licked her palm affectionately. Tang Ying rubbed its face: "Fu Yingjun, I'm counting on you today."
Fu Yingjun usually hates being ridden by someone, but today was very strange. He actually let Tang Ying climb onto his back docilely, and then reached out to pull Fu Chen up as well. Only then did he slowly move forward.
Tang Ying squeezed the horse's belly and it started to trot obediently. It did not look smug like it usually did, like wagging its tail, nor did it jump around like it did in the wild. Instead, it ran lightly and steadily. The person sitting on the horse did not even feel how bumpy it was. Its shock absorption ability was first-rate.
It was already midnight when they returned that day. Liu Zhong and others were running around in the barracks in a panic. It was already Lord Fu's turn to be on duty, but he had not returned yet.
Liu Zhong, with a swollen pig-like face, saw the two injured people and asked them questions for a long time.
Fu Chen sent his confidant to invite a familiar imperial physician to treat the injuries of the two men, and pointed out the location of the accident. He left a dozen people to deal with the bodies in the valley and to trace the origins of this group of men in black. The next day, he returned to Beijing with the Emperor of Southern Qi.
Tang Ying had been staying in the barracks and had not appeared. She was in the recovery period anyway, and even when she returned to Kyoto, she stayed in the carriage and had not shown up.
The Grand Princess waited for a long time, but Wang Xian did not come back. She could not stay and wait any longer, so she could only leave two guards in the hunting palace to wait for Wang Xian.
After she returned to Beijing, she waited for another three days, but instead of receiving any good news from Wang Xian, she received the news that her son Huan Yanbo was beaten to death in a casino.
The one who reported the news was Yu Rou. After Huan Yanbo got into trouble that day, she and the other servants carried the body back to the house. After much deliberation, she decided to return to the capital in person to report the news.
"What? Are you saying Yan'er was beaten to death in the casino?"
The eldest princess was incredulous, pointing at Yu Rou with trembling fingers: "How...how did you take care of the young master ?" She still had a fluke mentality: "Is he seriously injured? Is...did you call a doctor?"
Yu Rou rushed back exhausted, not even having time to drink water. She knelt at her feet and didn't even dare to raise her head, crying, "It's my fault! The young master insisted on going out to play, and Yu Qing and I couldn't stop him, so we had to follow him out. Who would have thought that he would go straight to the gambling house, play for several days without stopping, and even lose Yu Qing to a big man... I couldn't persuade the young master, so I waited outside the gambling house, but I didn't know what happened inside, and the young master was beaten to death..."
She kowtowed repeatedly until her forehead was covered in blood. "I am an incompetent servant! Master, please tell me what to do now?"
The eldest princess suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood, glared at Yu Rou, and fell backwards onto the couch. Yun Niang had no time to help her up. When she heard her head hit the porcelain pillow heavily, she pounced on her in fright.
"master--"
Her master had her eyes closed and had completely fainted, unconscious.
Yunniang was so anxious that she was spinning around: "What should I do now?"
