The Reborn Princess Has Turned Evil

The capital's prison.

"Father, Mother, I don't want to go to Youzhou," Fang Xianda cried, gnawing on a greasy chicken leg. His wife, Lady Hou, beside him wiped away tears. "My poor son!"

Fang Ling, standing to the side, remained silent with a solemn expression, recalling Prince Qing's words.

"Your Highness..." Fang Ling's attitude was humble and his tone was earnest.

Prince Qing waved his hand and said, "I know what you're going to say. Don't worry, Youzhou is a long way away. I will find a way to rescue your son and escort him safely to your hometown in Tongyang. You just need to arrange for someone to meet him."

Fang Ling quickly thanked him, "Thank you, Your Highness." Then he hesitated and asked, "But how can we explain this to His Majesty?"

After all, it was such a big case, and Emperor Jing would definitely send people to deliver news at any time.

Upon hearing this, Prince Qing sneered and said, "There are plenty of reckless bandits in this world. We can just find a corpse to impersonate your son and frame them."

"Your Highness's kindness and virtue will never be forgotten by this humble official," Fang Ling immediately knelt down and said gratefully.

……

Fang Ling glanced at the weeping Fang Xianda and his mother. To be on the safe side, Fang Ling did not intend to tell them about the plan, but instead secretly planned it.

"My lord, our son is going to such a far place, can't you say something?" the Lady Hou said aggrievedly.

Fang Ling was also an official, and fearing that there were spies around, he could only put on an act, saying, "Youzhou is bitterly cold and remote. You must take good care of yourself from now on."

Upon hearing this, Fang Xianda assumed there was no turning back, and immediately lost his appetite for the chicken leg, bursting into sobs, "Dad~"

Lady Hou was shocked to see her son crying like this, and immediately forgot about her image and started crying too. Fang Ling was also moved and hugged the mother and son into his arms, thinking to himself: I will definitely save my son.

……

Yongfu Palace.

Mu Ping saw Ye Zhaoping and Ye Yifan off on a southbound passenger ship and then rushed back to the palace to report.

Jing Anle stood with her back to Mu Ping, and the sun shone obliquely from where she was standing, making Mu Ping feel as if Jing Anle was radiating light.

"Fang Xianda is leaving for Youzhou tomorrow. Are your men ready?" Jing Anle asked, knowing that Mu Ping had returned.

Mu Ping snapped out of her reverie and said, "We have enough manpower, but may I ask where the princess will make her move?"

“There are many people and many eyes in the capital. Mu Ping, you are familiar with the terrain of Jing Kingdom. Are there any traces of bandits along the way from the capital to Youzhou?” Jing Anle turned around and asked.

What Prince Qing could think of, Jing Anle could naturally think of as well. She wanted to kill Fang Xianda first, leaving Prince Qing with no one to save him.

After thinking for a moment, Mu Ping replied, "Fifty miles from the capital, there is a place called Black Wind Hollow. I heard that bandits used to frequent the area, and people passing by would be robbed. Strangely, the government sent people to arrest them, but they came up empty-handed."

"Does the princess mean to make the move there?"

Jing Anle nodded and said, "Only there will the court assume it was the work of bandits, thus clearing you of suspicion."

"What if Prince Qing thinks the same way?" Mu Ping voiced her question.

Jing Anle's eyes sharpened as he said, "That's what I'm worried about too, so you need to act quickly, otherwise it will be troublesome if Prince Qing's men catch up with you."

Mu Ping immediately understood Jing Anle's meaning, "Yes, Princess."

The next day.

Mu Ping and her group had laid an ambush at Black Wind Valley beforehand. There were no large trees to provide cover, so they could only hide behind the high rocks.

After staring for a while, a tall man with a scar on his face seemed to have noticed something and whispered, "They're here!"

Sure enough, several figures slowly appeared ahead, and a prison cart could be vaguely seen following behind. The person who had spoken earlier was about to rush down, but Mu Ping stopped him, "Wu Kui, don't act rashly."

Wu Kui sheathed his broadsword, and the other dozen or so men looked at Mu Ping in confusion. Mu Ping didn't look at him, but whispered, "There's a murderous aura!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than dozens of masked men emerged from behind a rock on the other side. Each of them was highly skilled in martial arts. Although the soldiers guarding Fang Xianda were also quite capable, they fought desperately but ultimately lost their lives.

Mu Ping's eyes were filled with ruthlessness at this moment. She hadn't expected that despite her hurried pace, she would still run into Prince Qing's men.

Fang Xianda, who was hiding in the prison van, had never seen anything like this before. He was so scared that he wet his pants and eventually fainted.

After all the officers and soldiers fell, the men in black checked each one, and fearing they weren't completely dead, they stabbed each of them again.

"Miss Ping, what should we do now?" another burly man asked. They never used their real names when communicating.

Seeing that Fang Xianda was about to be taken away, Mu Ping said, "Brothers, kill Fang Xianda and then retreat!"

At Mu Ping's command, everyone rushed down, their target Fang Xianda. The men in black below were clearly not expecting anyone to be on the mountain. They were startled at first, and then the two groups began to fight.

Amidst the flashing swords, Mu Ping, whose martial arts skills were already quite advanced, fought the masked leader for a long time without a clear victor. As she was a woman, she was finding it somewhat difficult. On the other hand, the others all suffered injuries, but none of them were able to get close to Fang Xianda.

Mu Ping found an opening and immediately flew to Fang Xianda's side. Just when she was about to succeed, she was stabbed in the shoulder from behind. She used all her strength to step forward and pulled her body out of the sword. Blood splattered everywhere and was immediately buried in the dust.

In the blink of an eye, Mu Ping turned around and chopped off the arm of the swordsman. The man was in excruciating pain and immediately collapsed.

That sword strike had almost exhausted Mu Ping's strength. She knelt on one knee, supporting herself with the sword, and a masked man was about to stab her. "Miss Ping!" everyone shouted, warning her that danger was approaching, but she couldn't even stand up. She thought, "Am I going to die here today?"

Suddenly, a sharp arrow shot the masked man's weapon away. Mu Ping looked up sharply and saw dozens of archers standing on the hillside. They were all dressed in black and wearing masks. The masked man was stunned at first and turned to run away, but he was shot to death by the archers.

Mu Ping met the gaze of the masked man who was leading the group. Looking into his eyes, she unconsciously remarked, "Such a strong killing intent!"

"Thank you for your righteous help!" Mu Ping stood up with great effort and bowed to the masked man.

However, the masked man at the head ignored him, said nothing, and the group left directly.

"Ping, are you alright!" The remaining people quickly rushed over to Mu Ping, concerned about her injuries.

"Thank you all for your concern, I'm fine." Mu Ping clutched her shoulder, but her eyes were fixed on the unconscious Fang Xianda. Wu Kui immediately understood Mu Ping's meaning, walked over, and stabbed Fang Xianda in the chest, ending his life.