The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

Chapter 223: A Paroxysm of Epilepsy

Translator: Madesmoiselle V.

She came to Prince Jing’s Mansion for figuring out the identities of the invisible guards in Prince Jing’s Mansion. So she directly knocked senior Prince Jing unconscious to lead the invisible guards out!

Although these invisible guards were superior in martial arts, they were somewhat inferior to those in Lord Freedom’s Mansion. There was nothing special with them. And those so-called all-conquering, undefeated and mysterious invisible guards Prime Minister Xie described would definitely not be them!

“It seems that senior Prince Jing have not taken over the invisible guards.” Murong Xue blinked and looked up at Ouyang Shaochen: “Let’s go!”

“Fine!” Ouyang Shaochen nodded, held Murong Xue’s soft hand and walked forward slowly.

One of the men in dark, who was fighting, narrowed his stern eyes and threw out a small white ball. It exploded with a “bang” and thick white smoke pervaded everwhere instantly.

The invisible guards of the Prince Jing’s Mansion quickly waved away the smoke. But they only saw the surrounding area was empty and the four men in black had disappeared...

Ye Yichen came with strides, looking at the messy road and the unconscious senior Prince Jing. His look was sullen and dreadful: “What’s happened?”

One of the invisible guards came up and said courtly: “Your Highness, there was someone who sneaked into our mansion and intended to assassinate senior Prince Jing.”

Ye Yichen narrowed his eyes: “How is my father’s injury?”

“Your Highness, the senior prince just took the sleeping-drug. There was nothing serious with him, and he would be fine after tonight.” The invisible guard had carefully examined the body condition of senior Prince Jing and said courtly.

“Good.” Ye Yichen breathed a sigh of relief with his sharp eyes narrowing slightly. If they really wanted to assassinate his father, they would use poison directly. Why did they only use the trivial sleeping-drug? Things would never be as simple as they seemed.

As the sky turning bright in the east, Murong Xue felt the cool breeze while she was walking slowly in the street, muttering: “General Lu, General Qi and senior Prince Jing had not taken over the invisible guards. And none of the soldiers in my father’s troops suddenly became stronger or was promoted to higher rank. It seems that the token is not held by anyone of them.”

She had never seen the token and did not know whether it was long, wide, round or flat. And she had no idea whether it was made with wood, iron, porcelain or jade. She did not even know where it was. It would be like dredging for a needle in the sea if she tried to find it.

Looking at her grim face, with a pure smile flashing cross Ouyang Shaochen’s face, he said lightly: “It is not easy to find the token. You can try to look for the invisible guards first. If you can find them, you will figure out what the token is.”

“It’s easy for you to say so. But the Qingyan Country is broad and there are so many people. Where can I find those invisible guards?” Murong Xue stared at him and sighed lightly.

“The invisible guards were trained by your father and they were loyal to him only. Even if your father passed away, they wouldn’t be too far away from your father.” Ouyang Shaochen said lightly with his eyes, which were as deep as ponds.

Murong Xue suddenly turned solemn: “You mean that the invisible guards are in the capital city or at least close?”

“It is highly possible!” Ouyang Shaochen nodded gently.

With brightness in Murong Xue eyes, which suddenly turned dim, she said mopishly: “There are at least ten thousand people coming and going in the capital city every day. It is hard to find out such a mysterious group of invisible guards among so many people.”

Ouyang Shaochen was absorbed in his thought before saying: “The invisible guards are cultivated in a special way. Even when hiding in the crowd, their breathing and movements will be quite different from others. So it won’t be too hard to find them.”

“You mean, invisible guards in your mansion will help us find them?” Murong Xue looked at Ouyang Shaochen with her face lit up. His invisible guards were also all specially cultivated. And they were trained with different approaches but had equally skills like the invisible guards of Murong Yue. They could definitely perceive their peers more effectively than ordinary people. It could get twice the result for them to find the invisible guards with half the effort.

“Sure!” Ouyang Shaochen nodded. This little girl was too silly, and few people would help her. So he had to give her a hand.

“That means a lot to me!” Murong Xue smiled brightly, wrapped her arms around Ouyang Shaochen’s neck, and stood on her tiptoes to leave a kiss on his thin lips gently.

With the supple feeling coming from the lips, Ouyang Shaochen’s deep eyes were full of black fog. Seeing that she had kissed and was ready to leave, he stretched out his long arms and held her waist to tie her in his arms. With his thin lips pressed against her rosy lips again, he dexterously opened her lips and teeth, constantly chasing in the enchanting fresh breath.

The faint frangrace of the ink bamboo lightly swept across her lips, as warm as fire, like a tender lure.

Looking at Ouyang Shaochen’s handsome face that was close at hand, Murong Xue widened her eyes in surprise. What was going on? She was just too happy so that she wanted to share her happiness and joy with Ouyang Shaochen. Why would this happen?

Murong Xue felt bewildered with misty eyes, which looked blurred and charming. Ouyang Shaochen’s pupils were as dark as ink and he tightly held her in his arms, unconsciously kissing her harder.

Murong Xue felt the air in her lung was reducing. She was dizzy and almost suffocated with her breath turning into quick gasps.

“Ah.” A miserable whine resounding through the air suddenly made Murong Xue sober, and then she pushed Ouyang Shaochen away fiercely. She felt her lips numb and almost unconscious. There was no need for her to look in the mirror to know that her lips were swollen.

There was unnatural blush appearing on her beautiful small face, she stared at Ouyang Shaochen with anger: “You’re to blame!”

Looking at her swollen lips and her beautiful eyes with anger, a gentle smile flashed across Ouyang Shaochen’s face as he said lightly: “It doesn’t seem so swollen and it will recover soon...”

There was a sudden fury blazing in Murong Xue’s eyes. She did not mean that, but they were doing that on the busy street. Were they seen by others? And the scream was so loud, but it seemed that ancient people could only be surprised at their intimate behavior. Was there any need to scream?

Murong Xue looked up and saw a man in a light gray gown, who fell on the ground not far away, rolling back to forth with his head buried in his arms. Although the miserable whine was somehow suppressed, it was still reverberating in the middle of the sky and striking people’s heartstrings: “Ah... ah... ah...”

“Sir, what happened?” Murong Xue quickly walked over and grabbed the man by the arm. The man was about thirty or forty years old, with long beard above his lips and below his chin, and there was strong painfulness in his tenacious eyes. He twitched his lips but he could not say a complete sentence.

A wisp of white foam came out from his mouth, the whites of his eyes were shown and his tall body began to spasm and tremble violently.

Murong Xue suddenly narrowed her cold eyes: He was having a paroxysm of epilepsy.