When Du Changfeng woke up in the morning, he was in a daze. He opened his eyes halfway and wanted to stretch. He looked down and saw that he was tied to a wooden stake.
He could still vaguely remember what happened last night. Now that he regretted it so much that his intestines turned green, his own death wouldn't be a problem, but it had also caused a huge burden for Bai Qianfan. She was pregnant with a child, so she was not feeling well.
He frowned, his heart burning with anxiety. No way, I have to get out of here quickly and find Prince Chu to explain it clearly. He earned a lot, I want to use brute force to break the rope, but the more I earn, the tighter the rope.
"Don't waste your energy. You won't be able to break free." A low and cold voice came from the front.
Du Changfeng lifted his head and saw Morong Gan at the bottom of the tree.
The rain had stopped, the sky was overcast, the clouds were low, as if too much rain had been hidden and was about to fall. The wet wooden stake soaked his clothes. When the morning breeze blew by, that coldness seemed to have seeped into his bones, causing him to shiver uncontrollably.
Du Changfeng didn't say anything as he watched Morong Gan walk out from under the tree. Step by step, he approached and then stood in front of him.
Prince Chu looked very calm, sizing him up from head to toe, the corners of his mouth lifted into a mocking smile, "You drunk last night?"
"It's all my fault, it's got nothing to do with her," he answered irresponsibly. "She didn't know I would come at all, she …"
Before he could finish his sentence, Prince Chu's fist had landed on his face. A sweet taste immediately filled his mouth, this fist was really ruthless, it seemed as if his teeth had loosened.
Du Changfeng slowly gasped for breath, "The flames in your heart, come at me, don't blame her …"
"Bam!" Another punch, knocking his head to the side. He felt dizzy for a moment, then his head drooped to the side. Only after a long while did he slowly turn back.
"She's pregnant with the prince's child, she …"
"Bang, bang, bang!" After a few punches, he was no longer able to speak. Bright red blood gushed out, and half of his face was covered in blood. He looked very frightening.
If not for the rope binding him, Du Changfeng would have already landed on the ground. His head was hanging down weakly, and his messy hair covered his eyebrows, while his lips moved, but he could not hear what he was saying.
Morong Gan looked at him for a while before going over to untie the rope. Du Changfeng slid down to the ground and leaned on the wooden stake, and only after a while did he raise his head.
"Get up!" Morong Gan growled, "For your so-called love, come and fight for me."
Du Changfeng held onto the wooden stake and stood up shakily, he raised his sleeves and wiped the blood from his mouth, "Alright, let's fight, according to the rules, whoever wins, will win, and the beauty will return."
"You're courting death!" Morong Gan's face was as dark as water, flying up with his leg and kicking him ten meters away.
Du Changfeng laid on the ground, raising his head and spitting out a mouthful of blood. The kick seemed to have kicked out his blood, he actually quickly stood up, took off his wet robe and threw it to the side, he was bare-chested, one hand formed a fist and one palm, then stared at Morong Gan intently, and said word by word, "Come, let's fight, life and death will be decided by heaven, after that, the debt will be written off."
Morong Gan laughed coldly, "You've lost to me, how can you be worried about that?" He did not underestimate him. He slowly raised his hand and took the fight seriously.
This was a contest between two men. They no longer hid their strength and fought a fierce battle that caused the sky to turn dark. For the sake of the person in their hearts, they could only do their best.
One was filled with killing intent while the other one wanted to die. They punched and kicked with all their might, clenching their teeth tightly, not making a sound. Only the sound of their fists piercing through the air and hitting flesh could be heard.
Jia Tong and Ning Jiu stood far away under the tree. The trees obstructed their line of sight and occasional faint sounds came from the wind.
Jia Tong asked worriedly, "Why hasn't the Prince come out yet?"
"Seems like Du Changfeng has some skills, he's stronger than you."
"Stronger than me?" Jia Tong was not convinced, "Bring him out and fight with me."
Ning Jiu looked at him sideways, "You're saying right now? When he comes out, he'll only be able to vent his anger, and no longer have the energy to breathe. "
Jia Tong was shocked: "You said that your highness won't take his life."
"I won't take his life. Half of his life will be taken."
Jia Tong sighed, "That time, the King caught him meeting with Princess Hua-Yang privately and beat him up until he couldn't get out of bed for half a month. I'm afraid that things won't turn out well this time." He shook his head, "Forget it, I won't force you. Just hold your breath."
Ning Jiu listened attentively for a while, then started walking into the forest. "The battle is over, let's go and collect Du Changfeng's corpse."
Jia Tong: "Ah?"
Ning Jiu turned around and glanced at him: "If we don't leave, I really will collect his corpse."
Jia Tong hastened his footsteps and walked in front of him.
Ning Jiu glanced at the person from the left, and said in a low voice, "The crown prince is here, you go first, I'll hold him back."
Jia Tong said good and quickly left. Ning Jiu turned around and welcomed the crown prince, bowing and greeting, "Your Highness, you're back so early?"
The Crown Prince was always amiable towards the two bodyguards beside Prince Chu. "That's right, after a night, the river bank that has been strengthened is as firm as gold. It's all thanks to your Duke.
"Your highness will be here soon."
"Where is Jia Tong going in a hurry?" The crown prince looked in the direction that Jia Tong had disappeared to.
"He probably went to find his wife."
"Oh," the crown prince said as he placed his hands behind his back and smiled at him, "Jia Tong actually mentioned that he wants to get married twice. What about you? "When the time comes, you must tell me so that I can give you all a big gift."
"Prince is too courteous, this subordinate is wholeheartedly loyal to Your Highness and has not yet considered marriage."
Now that the world is at peace, you should make up your own mind. As a man, you should make a family, make a family, and build a family. Only with a woman can you make a living.
Ning Jiu's face did not reveal any expression, he did not seem to be in anger at all. He did not mind the crown prince knowing his temper, so he patted him on the shoulder and turned to leave.
In that car, Jia Tong entered the forest, and saw Du Changfeng lying on the ground, his eyes closed, his entire body covered in blood, his chest not moving at all, as though he was dead. He turned pale with fright, and then raised his head to look at Prince Chu. His face was also not good, and he leaned against a tree while clutching his chest.
Jia Tong thought that something was wrong. Could it be that the Duke was unable to control himself and had beaten him to death?
"Prince, he, he, he …" His heart was in a panic as he pointed at Du Changfeng and stammered.
"He's not dead. Take him away. Don't let This King see him again."
Jia Tong cried out and quickly knelt down to check on Du Changfeng. As expected, he was still alive, but he was not any better, his breathing was weak and his hands and feet were weak, he could not even carry Du Changfeng, so Morong Gan went forward to help and carried him on his back, "Carry him back to the Doctor Wei for treatment.