Quick Wear Beauty

Chapter 389 The Imperial Concubine is Pure and Elegant (One Hundred and Thirty-Eight)

Moshi glanced around the room, "What about General Wu? Isn't he coming with us?"

"I have my own arrangements. He will not return to Ji State with us."

Only when he followed the prince into the carriage and headed towards the city gate did Moshe know how Wu Meng escaped.

Wu Meng faked his death to deceive the imperial guards.

It’s no wonder that this member of the Wu clan has some skills, he even knows the Turtle Breathing Technique.

Wu Meng rested in the palace for a day and a night before being sent to a mass grave.

Wu Meng stayed in the mass grave for another half day, and only after making sure that no one was watching him did he dare to crawl out from the sea of ​​corpses and blood.

"General Wu is truly a man who managed to survive death. He managed to come back alive even though he was seriously injured."

Ji Mingjie said disapprovingly, "He's just a weirdo. His body is different from that of an ordinary person. I've said before that his only skill is escaping."

Not only is he an exceptional escape artist, he also has good luck, escaping death twice.

Moshi smiled and said nothing. Although the prince wanted to use Wu Meng, he looked down on Wu Meng deep down, or rather, he despised the methods of the Wu people.

After a while, Moshe lifted the curtain slightly and said, "Your Highness, we have arrived at the city gate."

Ji Mingjie also cheered up and didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he successfully left the city.

The group quickened their pace.

After walking ten miles out of the city, Ji Mingjie looked at the long pavilion in front of him and felt relieved.

The mountains are green and the water is cool, and the long pavilion is nestled among the green trees.

The willows on the bank sway gently, as if bidding farewell to those who are going on a long journey.

Ji Mingjie could see from afar that there was a nobleman in the pavilion drinking tea with his back to him, and a servant was standing beside the nobleman.

When the carriage passed the pavilion, he subconsciously looked at the man in the pavilion. The man was tall and strong, with an arrogant look and a fierce look in his eyes. His sharp eyes, which he could not see through, were like a sword that could cut through iron and mud and pierce him.

Ji Mingjie immediately became alert. The movement of the team in front also frightened him. They had encountered an ambush!

"Enemy attack!"

"Protect the master!"

"Hurry up and help the master leave!"

Amid the chaos, Ji Mingjie had already abandoned the carriage and rode on a fast horse to break through, with Mosh following closely behind.

Just as he was about to break out of the encirclement, an arrow from behind hit the horse's leg. The horse screamed and fell to the ground, and Ji Mingjie was thrown heavily to the ground.

"Be careful, Your Highness!"

Ji Mingjie looked back and saw that the man sitting in the pavilion drinking tea had stood up, drawn his bow and arrow, and had already shot the second arrow.

As for the first arrow, Ji Mingjie spat out a mouthful of blood and touched his shoulder behind him, his hand covered in blood.

The crossbow arrow flew off the string, and the second arrow shot straight towards Ji Mingjie's eyebrows. For a moment, Ji Mingjie's pupils dilated and he wanted to dodge quickly, but he couldn't move a step.

"Your Highness, get out of the way!"

Mosh sat on his horse with his body lowered, trying hard to chop at the arrows with his sword.

He, a pale-faced scholar, couldn't even block the arrow that broke through the air. The long sword in his hand flew out of his right hand. Fortunately, the arrow deviated from its direction and passed directly by Ji Mingjie's ear.

"Your Highness, mount your horse!"

Ji Mingjie touched his bloody ear, suddenly got up, and with the help of Mosh's strength, he got on the horse.

Moshe whipped his whip hard and shouted, "Retreat!"

Ji Mingjie rode all the way until late at night before he dismounted to rest.

The arrow in his shoulder had been pulled out and the wound had been bandaged, but he looked dazed. He kept touching his forehead, as if he was in great pain as if an arrow had pierced his eyebrow.

"Who is the man who hurt me? I will tear him into pieces!"

There was a flash of madness in Ji Mingjie's eyes. He would never let that man go.

Mo Shi said in embarrassment, "Your Highness, the one who could be there to block our path was most likely a Liang citizen. He was dressed in a noble and imposing manner, wearing a jade belt with dragon patterns carved on it. The teacup he held was quite unusual; thinking back, it seemed to be something used by the emperor. Furthermore, his arrows were powerful and shot with unwavering force, suggesting he was a martial artist."

"say no more!"

Ji Mingjie interrupted Moshe. He had confirmed the man's identity from Moshe's words.

"Liang Sheng! We have a deep hatred and old grudges, and I will never forgive you!"

When Ji Mingjie recalled the scene at that time, he was still frightened and felt even more grateful to Moshi for saving his life.

"Brother Mo, when I return to Ji Country, I will definitely ask my father, the Emperor, for your approval, to promote you to a higher rank and give you a generous reward."

"Moshi thanks His Highness for his grace. Your Highness, rest assured, Moshi has divided his troops into three groups to cover up Your Highness's true whereabouts and will escort Your Highness back to Ji Kingdom smoothly."

Ji Mingjie patted Moshi on the shoulder and praised him a few words.

Late at night, when everyone was asleep, Ji Mingjie leaned against a tree and closed his eyes tiredly.

Mosh also closed his eyes and rested. He would continue his journey at dawn tomorrow.

There were only a few people who took turns keeping watch, sitting by the campfire, half-closed their eyes, and remained somewhat alert.