The Dramatic Crown Princess Wants to Poison Me!

Chapter 318: Chapter 318: Is He a Devil?

Xia Wenjin hadn’t expected Huangfu Jingchen to respond this way. With Huangfu Jinxuan’s temperament, this was likely not going to end well.

However, she wasn’t worried. If the situation spiraled out of control, she’d just cooperate with Huangfu Jingchen to make a getaway. After all, the Capital City had already sent an imperial envoy and an Imperial Physician; the epidemic was mostly under control, and her presence wasn’t crucial anymore.

Shang Jingwang wasn’t aware of the legends in the Capital City, but instinctively felt that something was amiss when he saw Yu Shikui’s malicious smile, grinning so widely it seemed to reach his ears. He couldn’t help but furrow his brow, pondered how he’d mediate if a conflict arose.

Little did he know, if he truly angered Huangfu Jinxuan, the hellion that he was, not even King Kang stepping in would prevent Huangfu Jinxuan’s petty retributions later.

Huangfu Jinxuan was smiling, but his smile at this moment was fierce and murderous.

The rumors in the Capital City were not unfounded; he was incredibly confident about his looks. Anyone daring to claim they were handsome in his presence was signing their own death warrant.

He had already made up his mind; even if this person were genuinely more handsome than him, he would not let it pass.

These two guards of his were specially appointed by his father after he received this imperial duty. They were no mere novice fighters but skilled in martial arts and capable of handling any affair.

In essence, Huangfu Jinxuan was just here for a change of scenery; the matters the imperial envoy needed to handle would be managed by these two guards and the Imperial Physician. These guards listened to his every command; ruining someone’s face was no big deal!

His originally handsome face looked sinister due to the murderous aura; everyone was watching, seeing only Huangfu Jingchen’s leisurely step like a casual walk in his garden. Yet, Huangfu Jinxuan faced them all, openly expressing his displeasure and the hidden murderous intent behind it.

Yu Shikui didn’t know Huangfu Jingchen before today, nor did he realize that Wen Hao had been taken hostage by him; he only heard that someone impersonated Young Master Jin, thus deducing that Shang Jingwang had probably followed his advice, leading to the swift arrival of people from the Capital City. Being Shang Jingwang’s strategist, earning Shang Jingwang imperial praise, meant he had to die!

Overlooked by everyone, Wen Hao felt a tumult of emotions within. Now that the imperial envoy and the Imperial Physician have arrived, things surely wouldn’t proceed as per Yu Shikui’s plan. Moreover, Yu Shikui wanted to kill him; resisting meant he offended this sinister man thoroughly.

Yu Shikui had backing and was vicious; he, being a martial artist, couldn’t match the sly schemes of that man.

He seemed to see his bleak future, his face turned ashen, sighed heavily.

A voice chuckled beside him, ”Mr. Wen, your sigh is mournful and deep, drenched in sorrowful disappointment and laden with grief and resentment. Are you afraid of Yu Shikui’s future retribution?”

Startled, Wen Hao turned his head, finding the slender young man known as Doctor Xia standing beside him.

Even if he were distracted, he would sense anyone coming within five steps; such was a martial artist’s keen perception. Was this youth part cat, walking in silence?

The boy had bright eyes and clean teeth, his gaze pure and bright, seemingly penetrating the dark recesses of one’s heart, as if peering into one’s soul.

Wen Hao didn’t harbor any fondness towards this boy; she, along with that tall boy, was part of Shang Jingwang’s group.

If it weren’t for them, how would he end up in this predicament?

Xia Wenjin chuckled softly, ”Are you wondering, without us, you wouldn’t be in this state, faced with such a dilemma?”

Wen Hao: ”...”

He glared at the boy; this youth was indeed peculiar. Could she read minds?

Xia Wenjin shook her head with a laugh, ”Without us, you would truly meet a grim end with no burial and no salvation ever!”

Wen Hao snorted.

Xia Wenjin gestured towards Huangfu Jinxuan, ”See, the imperial envoy arrived this promptly; could you and Yu Shikui alone clean up all affairs and deal with the thousands of villagers in such a short span without interference?”

Wen Hao: ”...”

Certainly not, but he dared not admit it!

Xia Wenjin smiled, ”Caught in the act, and witnessed by the imperial envoy personally, you face only two paths. One, continue and kill the envoy to silence; second, bribe the envoy to cover everything up with you. Which do you think is feasible?”

Wen Hao glared at Xia Wenjin, thinking this youth must be a devil?

Two paths, two lousy options, neither of them walkable, right? Killing the envoy was a crime warranting extermination of one’s clan! Bribe? The second young master of Prince Kang Mansion from the Capital City—what does he lack? Can he be bribed?

”So, you see, we’re not harming you but helping! Not only helping you avoid extermination but paving you a road to prosperity!”

Wen Hao squeezed out a few words through clenched teeth, ”Where’s this prosperity path?” How could Yu Shikui ever spare him? Yu Shikui was the grandson of Marquis Anning; he was nothing.

Thinking of his modest rise from a martial examination to fourth rank, with difficult roads ahead, how could he not feel agonized?

Xia Wenjin shook her head, casting him a pitiful gaze clearly expressing, ”How could one be so foolish!”

Seeing this expression, Wen Hao nearly fainted in vexation, but considering his current predicament, he felt there was no point in getting angry. With a bleak future, where would he find the energy for anger?

Yet, meeting the boy’s bright gaze, her eyes seemingly a deep ocean, unfathomable.

Suddenly stirring within him, the youth’s talk of prosperity, what path could that be? Although unwilling to bow, his fear of Yu Shikui’s methods prompted him to clasp his hands, humbly pleading, ”Mr. Xia, please guide me!”

Xia Wenjin glanced at him with a faint smile; Wen Hao showed sensibility. Lowering her voice, she whispered a few things into Wen Hao’s ear.

Wen Hao’s eyes grew wider, yet he remained silent.

Seeing Wen Hao’s expression, Xia Wenjin knew imposing him to make such a decision suddenly was difficult; the choice was his, Xia Wenjin wouldn’t elaborate further.

Wen Hao’s mind was a chaotic mess; his gaze involuntarily fell on Huangfu Jinxuan, then Yu Shikui, and finally to Huangfu Jingchen, who was leisurely walking towards Huangfu Jinxuan.

His expression was tangled, his feelings obscure; his future, his family’s survival and fate, were at stake—best to observe first.

If the boy who took him captive had the capability to prevent the envoy from punishing him, then he would seriously consider Xia Wenjin’s words.

But if he couldn’t even manage the envoy...Wen Hao wouldn’t place any hope on them.

Soon, Huangfu Jingchen stopped within a mere ten steps of Huangfu Jinxuan.

The two guards casually glanced over, actually already filled with vigilance. Huangfu Jingchen halted instinctively, his gaze holding a faint smile, neither saluting nor flattering or pleasing, his voice crisp and clear, ”Second Young Master, I hope you’ve been well?”