C239 Warming Ridge Rescue

Mo Zilian who was in Ninth Prince's Mansion was even more anxious. The people in the imperial court were currently watching over him tightly, the people outside could not enter, and the people inside could not go out. What should he do?

After all, the Ninth Prince had been his savior before. Even if he had to use his life in exchange, he definitely had to save the Ninth Prince.

The butler frowned as he saw the anxious look on Dudian's face. "What should I do?"

"We must not sit still and wait for death, and we must not let down the expectations of the Ninth Prince!" Mo Zilian's face turned gloomy, the playboy look had disappeared and was replaced with a stern face: "I need to think of a way to save Ninth Prince!"

"But how?" The butler was infected by his words and also held onto hope: "Jailbreak?"

"No way!" The risk of a prison break was too great. If it was not possible, he would just throw his wife away and break his army, "We want to exchange the Ninth Prince for them." He had transferred the Ninth Prince from the prison out without anyone noticing, and then planned to kill the Emperor in surprise!

Hearing this, the housekeeper's eyes immediately lit up. This was a good idea, so the two of them began to prepare.

While the two of them were plotting, Wen Ling was thinking about something else in the other courtyard of Ninth Prince's Mansion. Now that the Ninth Prince's Mansion was surrounded, it wouldn't take more than a few days before they die, but she didn't want to die.

What's more, she was working for Shen Qingwan now, and she promised her that she would send her away. With that in mind, she wanted to leave the house. The house could not stay any longer, if the people from Ninth Prince found out that she was a traitor, then the only road left for her was death.

She pretended to be calm as she walked to the entrance of the mansion, but she was stopped by a guard at the entrance.

"Halt!" The guard blocked her way expressionlessly, "No one is allowed to leave the manor!"

"Master Guan, I am just an unfavoured concubine in Ninth Prince. I really don't know what he has done. I hope Master Guan can let me leave the palace as soon as possible." She was pretending to be pitiful, but her tearful look really made people's hearts ache. However, the guard in front of her was unmoved.

"No one is allowed to leave the mansion without an order!" The guard's expression was still cold as he coldly said.

When he raised his eyes, he pretended to be delicate and touching, "Sir, please take pity on this little girl. This little girl is alone, I just want to live a peaceful life, I don't want to be imprisoned, ah!"

Her voice was mournful, but the guards still ignored her. If she was an obedient girl, how could she climb up to Fu Huaiyu? Furthermore, the Ninth Prince's Mansion was a place guarded by the imperial court, who would dare make the slightest mistake?

"Sir Guan …" She wanted to continue crying, but the guard had already impatiently pulled out his sword and threatened, "Go back!"

When Wen Ling saw the swords, he immediately turned pale with fright. With a trace of anger in his eyes, he finally left one by one.

When they returned to her courtyard, she was even more worried. It seemed that Fu Yuheng did not plan to let Fu Huaiyu off lightly, as the current Ninth Prince's Mansion had already become a living hell!

But she wasn't going to sit still and wait for death. She still had Shen Qingwan as her backer, so she took out the messenger pigeon.

After she had written her creed, she put the pigeon away, placed all her bets on him, and said that she would arrange for her to leave when she was done. Now was the time. If she did not leave now, she would not be able to escape death.

But the pigeon startled Mo Zilian, those who were still communicating with the outside world must be Ninth Prince's Mansion's spies.

He wanted to stop the carrier pigeon, but it still managed to escape. Fortunately, he clearly saw the direction of the carrier pigeon; it was Wen Ling's residence. His eyes were blazing with fire. He never thought that Wen Ling would actually become a traitor, and what he hated the most was betrayal!

Almost instantaneously, he broke into Wen Ling's courtyard and placed one hand on her neck, causing her to be unable to breathe.

"AHH!" The sudden attack caused Wen Ling to lose his ability to think. He could only hear the man's cold voice that sounded as if it came from hell.

"Slut!" Who do you communicate with? You are actually the traitor of Ninth Prince's Mansion! " The dark expression on his face was emitted from his eyes as if they were solid.

When Wen Ling saw who it was, his eyes widened in shock. His eyes flickered with unease and panic. Had he already been exposed?

His two hands reached out to help him hold on to his neck, "Let go of me …" I didn't, I didn't betray, I didn't betray Ninth Prince … " Even at the very last moment, she could not admit that he had lost her life to someone else …

"You still dare to argue! "Humph!" He saw it clearly. The carrier pigeon had flown away from her courtyard, so she could not stay. At this point, she would rather kill a hundred wrongly than to let off a single one.

She knew how she would explain that he would not be able to be trusted, so she shouted, "Help! "Help!"

Mo Zilian realized that her intention was to increase the power in her hands, but the guards in the courtyard had already rushed in and pulled out their swords, "Let go!"

The Emperor ordered the people of the Ninth Prince's Mansion to not go in or out of the city without any accidents.

Initially, Mo Zilian wanted to kill her easily, but after thinking about how he had abandoned his plan to save Fu Huaiyu, he angrily let go of Wen Ling, who was already exhausted. At this time, it was not wise to make a sound or attract attention. She fiercely glared at him with murderous intent flickering in her eyes.

"Go back to your own residence, you're not allowed to walk around without permission!" The guard escorted him back. Although he was unwilling, he still resigned himself to his fate and returned.

Next time, he would definitely not spare Wen Ling, the woman who betrayed the Ninth Prince.

Wen Ling, who had fallen to the ground, coughed violently. His face was flushed red and the thought of suffocation caused his heart to feel empty. If she had been even a second later, her life would have been taken!

Shen Qingwan, who was at the palace, frowned as she received Wen Ling's carrier pigeon. She had indeed forgotten about it. After placing the carrier pigeon back in her room and putting away the slip of paper, she stood up and went to the imperial study. Sun Ning did not stop her, and allowed her to go straight ahead.

"Your majesty, chenqie has something to begin with." After blessing the person seated in the seat of honor, she lightly said, "May Your Majesty pardon Ninth Prince's concubine Wen Ling's life."

Hearing that, Fu Yuheng's black eyes narrowed, as he was extremely dissatisfied with the three words "Ninth Prince".

Shen Qingwan saw his displeasure and calmly continued, "This is a deal between me and her."

"Oh? "Trade?" Fu Yuheng raised his eyebrows with interest as he looked at her with a somewhat complicated gaze. "I wonder what kind of deal it is?"

"It was Wen Ling who helped Chenqie in grasping the movements of the Ninth Prince. The Emperor could also take over the Ninth Prince in one go." "That's why, chenqie implored the Emperor to save Wen Ling. If the people of Ninth Prince's Mansion find that something is amiss, they will take her life." "His Majesty is an enlightened ruler of an era. He will definitely save Wen Ling."

There was always a way for an intelligent woman to make others unable to resist her, and Shen Qingwan was such a woman.