Rescuing the Villainous Boss with a Little Dirty Master

Jiang Heng learned of Dong Lingyu's plan from 886, but couldn't tell Dong Tinglan directly, so she had no choice but to force herself to follow Mo Wu into the palace. At this time, the two of them were mingling with the Black Armor Guards left in the palace.

"Deputy Commander, we have already investigated the place where Lord Zeng is being held. There are four guards outside the door and two outside the window."

"With the elderly being kept under such strict supervision, Dongling Yu is probably going to use them against him."

Jiang Heng leaned over and shared his guess. Mo Wu had the same idea, but they couldn't rescue them immediately, lest they ruin Dong Tinglan's plan.

"Could we try to sneak in while it's dark?"

After a brief discussion, the group decided it was a feasible plan. They didn't need to avoid any guards, as the Black Armor Guards were responsible for night patrols. They made their way openly to the side hall where Zeng Xi and the others were being held, then circled around to the back, intending to deal with the two guards at the windows first.

Zeng Xi and the others hadn't had a good night's sleep for several days. Their dark circles were almost up to their chins, and they were radiating resentment.

Zeng Xi, who was initially cursing and demanding to see the King of Dongli, is now lying on the couch in a daze.

Suddenly, a few noises came from the window near the low couch. Zeng Xi thought it was the Qilin Guards changing shifts again, rolled her eyes, grabbed a pillow from the side and threw it at the window, "You little brats, making noise before dawn."

The Qilin Guards standing at the door had grown accustomed to Zeng Xi's occasional cursing over the past few days, and paid it no mind, continuing to lean against the pillar with their swords and yawn.

I don't know how long I'll have to keep guarding this place.

Zeng Xi lay down again, just about to close his eyes and rest for a while, when he met the gaze of a head peeking out of the window. He suddenly sat up and retreated five steps away. The speed of his movements greatly shocked Jiang Heng. Was this the true strength of a fifty-year-old man?

"Dong Tinglan sent me."

Just as Zeng Xi was about to start cursing, Jiang Heng quickly identified herself in a whisper. Zeng Xi caught a breath in her throat, unable to spit it out, and coughed violently a few times. Jiang Heng quickly climbed into the house to pat her back and help her catch her breath, with Mo Wu following closely behind.

Hearing the commotion, the others slowly woke up and saw that there were two more people in the room. But they weren't stupid; the one who was so close to Zeng Xi and wasn't scolded must be one of their people.

The group got up and gathered around Jiang Heng.

"Are you working for the Fifth Prince?"

“That’s right. My lords, His Highness should already be on his way to the palace.” Jiang Heng kept it brief and told Zeng Xi and the others about their plan. “Rest assured, my lords, we will do our best to protect your safety and will not allow anything to happen to you.”

Upon hearing this, Zeng Xi patted Jiang Heng's shoulder and said in a deep voice, "Kid, if there is any danger, protect yourselves first. It doesn't matter if we old bones live a few years less."

886 feels like it's become incontinent with tears lately, always wanting to cry because of certain people or things, and it's starting to like the new department a little.

Jiang Heng nodded without arguing, knowing that he would ultimately protect everyone.

After giving a few more instructions, Jiang Heng and Mo Wu left; they had more important things to do.

Meanwhile, Dong Tinglan had already entered the palace. Looking at the guards who were no different from usual, he sneered. Dongling Yu was indeed bold enough. If even one person had escaped from Chengxing Palace, he would probably be dead beyond any doubt.

This further convinced him that the other party was targeting him.

Dong Tinglan strolled towards Chengxing Hall. Standing outside the hall, he didn't beat around the bush and spoke directly to those inside, "Dong Lingyu, I've arrived."

"Father, your good son has arrived. Do you think he will listen to everything I say for your sake?"

Inside the hall, Dongling Yu instructed Zhuo Yi to tie the Dongli King to a chair, which faced the hall's entrance. He then wheeled his wheelchair to a position behind the Dongli King, so that he could immediately hide behind him and use him as a shield in case of any unforeseen events.

King Dongli clearly understood his thoughts and wanted to reprimand him, but he couldn't muster the energy. At this moment, his face was ashen, and he was barely breathing.

Li Lian glanced uneasily at King Dongli, then at the tightly closed gate.

"Your Highness, I'm afraid His Majesty won't be able to hold on for much longer."

Dongling Yu glanced at Dongli Wang, then turned his gaze to Li Lian, his eyes fixed, "Do as I say."

Li Lian clenched his fist and left Chengxing Palace from the back. Dongling Yu watched the direction he disappeared in, raised his hand, and ordered someone to open the door.

The palace doors, which had been closed for seven days, were finally opened.

Looking at the two people outside the hall, Dongling Yu felt a sense of being looked down upon.

Despite all the trouble he went to, Dong Tinglan only brought one person with him—the same little guard who had followed him out of the Cold Palace. Now, master and servant, one wielding a sword, the other a knife, looked quite imposing.

"Dong Tinglan, you did a great job."

He was so angry that he laughed, and raised his hand to point at the two people not far away.

"Enough with the nonsense, tell me how you can get Father Emperor and Lord Zeng released."

"Don't worry, they're on their way."

Before long, Zeng Xi and the others were brought to the outside of Chengxing Hall by five Qilin Guards. Dong Tinglan looked them over and found no signs of injury, but their complexions were really bad.

He bowed slightly to them, saying, "You gentlemen have suffered."

Understanding his meaning, the group waved their hands dismissively, saying that apart from not sleeping well, they hadn't suffered much. They'd be fine after a good night's sleep back at their residence.

"Lord Zeng was quite kind to you."

Dongling Yu revealed a strange smile and had Zhuo Yi push his and Dongli Wang's wheelchairs to the outside of the palace gate, but half of Dongling Yu's body was still hidden inside the palace.

Just then, several archers appeared from the rooftop, their arrows turned and aimed at Zeng Xi and the King of Dongli.

"Little brother, hurry up and choose, who do you want to protect?"

Dong Tinglan looked at the archers on the roof, her expression unchanged, then looked at Dong Lingyu, "Dong Lingyu, you really look like a rat in the gutter right now, unable to see the light of day, let alone be seen by anyone."

"Li Lian!"

Dongling Yu roared, and an arrow flew in, landing diagonally at Dongting Lan's feet. Had Dongting Lan moved back even a fraction of an inch, the arrow would have pierced his back.

"A wolf in sheep's clothing! Disregarding all human ethics! Worse than animals!"

Zeng Xi looked at the scene before her, raised her finger and started cursing Dong Lingyu one after another, her curses startling the sparrows that were still roosting in the tree.

Dongling Yu stared at him with a dark expression. "I've been putting up with you for a long time. Cover his mouth!"

A Qilin Guard quickly stepped in, his movements seemingly fierce, but he merely placed his hand on Zeng Xi's mouth. He tapped Zeng Xi's back repeatedly. "Lord Zeng, please don't scold me."

With peace and quiet finally restored, Dongling Yu turned his attention back to Dongting Lan.

"Choose now! Or I'll make everyone pay with their lives!"

"I choose you; you will die today."

As soon as he finished speaking, the arrows that were originally aimed at Zeng Xi and his group suddenly changed direction and were all aimed at the gate of Chengxing Hall. At first glance, it seemed that they were aimed at the King of Dongli.

Before the Qilin Guards surrounding Zeng Xi could react, they were subdued by their companions and had their throats slit before they even had a chance to see who did it.

The others guarding the palace gate quickly shielded Dongling Yu behind them.

Unexpectedly, Dongling Yu was not surprised by what he saw. Through the crack, he looked up at a certain spot on the eaves, his gaze sinister. "Li Lian, I told you, don't betray me."

Li Lian's voice came from the darkness, "I did not betray you, because I have never been loyal to you."

"Zhuo Yi, look at this guy, he's so self-righteous."

Dongling Yu turned his head and smiled at Zhuo Yi beside him. Zhuo Yi's face darkened; Zhou Nan had indeed been killed by Li Lian. He gripped the box tightly in his hand, his fingertips turning white from the force.

"It's time to avenge Zhou Nan."

Dongling Yu tapped the armrest of the chair. Zhuo Yi knelt down on one knee, opened the box in his hand and placed it on the ground, then drew the short knife from his waist and slashed his left wrist hard.

Upon seeing this familiar action, Dong Tinglan's eyes flashed with malice. He pulled the arrow from the ground and shot it at Zhuo Yi, then ran towards Chengxing Palace.

Unexpectedly, from the back of the hall, a short arrow flew diagonally, its momentum so great that it pierced through the box and overturned it.

The Gu worm inside was startled and crawled frantically on the ground. Zhuo Yi rushed forward to grab it back, but the second arrow that followed pinned the Gu worm to the ground. The tip of the arrow was still trembling, showing how powerful it was.

"Well done, host!"

It turned out that after leaving Zengxi's side, Jiang Heng sneaked out of Chengxing Palace and hid there. Together with Li Lian, they sneaked under the back window, waiting for Zhuo Yi to make a move.

This Dongling Yu is using nothing but lousy tricks. He's so used to using Gu worms that he's unwilling to switch, isn't he?