Quick Transmigration: Saving The Crazy Villainess

Chapter 152: Jiang Ying Yue (59)

It seemed that the war of princes was already reaching a crescendo, the dragon robe stealing only a minor part of the scheme. When it failed, the last camp in this war acted like it was not a big loss and just proceeded with their true plans.

The fourth prince Lin Wang had finally made a move!

On the day before Hai Wang would be declared the heir to the throne, the youngest prince participating in the battle for the crown secretly led an army into the capital while one of his ministers reported to the emperor that the barbarians to the South were starting to attack again.

The old dude whose brain probably got affected by cr*pping event immediately called for Jiang Li into the court. The order to send him to the border had already been drafted and the general only needed to get it so he could set off.

However, along the hallway leading to the audience hall, a few inspected Jiang Li and made him leave his weapons behind. He was also not allowed to have anyone accompany him inside. But he was okay with it. Despite the unfriendly faces of those guards, he obediently unarmed himself, left his weapons to Xun He and gave his men some instructions. After that, while being escorted by an unfamiliar palace guard, he walked towards the place where the Emperor would be waiting for him. 

The situation became clear to him once he entered the grand chamber. He was immediately got surrounded by many soldiers, all belonging to the Grand Marshal.

The Emperor was in front, seemingly dying since he was pinned on his throne with a sword sticking into his chest. The hilt of the sword was held by the fourth prince. By the foot of the throne was a scroll stamped with the Emperor's crest. Yet who knows what's written on it.

Jiang Li's eyes looked around more to see that Hai Wang was kneeling on the floor, eyes bloodshot, neck bleeding a bit due to the blades pointed at his throat.

'Wow, this bunch of no-goods is so courageous to reduce the male lead to this state.' At times like the thoughts swirling in his head was just incompatible with the scene. 

The weird prince-general actually managed to comment on someone else when his own life was being threatened by the swords pointed at his own throat.

"Z-Zhen's official! S-save.... Zhen...." The Emperor extended his bleeding hand towards Jiang Li, but then despaired when his eyes momentarily regained clarity and saw that even the prince-general was surrounded and unarmed.

"Chen Wang!!!" The Marshal's cold and thunderous voice echoed throughout the chaotic hall.

The majority of the soldiers who all belonged to the enemy camp looked at the prince-general. Jiang Li stared back at the faker and sneered, waiting for the farce he would start. He was sure the other man had been waiting all this time to exact his revenge against him.

He didn't wait long and the Marshal to stepped forward one step at a time, each footstep full of momentum, echoing so loudly in the hall.

"Lu Ling of the Chen Wang Residence, you traitor!!! You instigated Hai Wang to stage a rebellion and even personally killed the Emperor!!! You and the whole nine generations of your clan deserve to die to atone for this crime!!!"

"..."

Jiang Li only had one opinion about the man's declaration, and no, it was not about the bullsh*t content, but the voice itself.

'His voice is so loud the whole capital probably can hear it. He should become a eunuch and be the announcer at events. I'm sure that post will suit him. Nobody in the court session will dare sleep in fear of their names being mentioned by his throaty voice.'

He clicked his tongue and shook his head. The Marshal saw it and coldly stated, "If you plead guilty now, your clan might be spared and while you will still die, the future Emperor might allow you to have an intact body and be buried in the ancestral graves."

"No thanks. I won't die. No need to worry about my burial since I'm pretty sure you'll pass away before me," Jiang Li replied smilingly.

"Chen Wang," the bear-man coldly snorted. "You seemed to be not getting your situation."

"Uhhh. Maybe. But I'm sure you and your prince are also not getting yours." He meaningfully said, his eyes bypassing the soldiers and their swords and falling onto the fourth prince's figure.

"Your Highness Lin Wang. I don't want to talk to this stubborn bear. He only spouts bullsh*ts and stupid things. So I want to speak to you."

The man who was only a year younger than him walked down the dragon steps, carrying a noble but ruthless and calculating aura second only to the second prince.

Speaking of the male lead, Jiang Li hated that this person obviously could settle everything using his own power but here he was pretending he was weak and could be trussed like a chicken.

He suspected this person was just waiting for the Emperor to die before revealing his true powers. As expected, there was really no love between royal family members, each and every one of them only thinking of surpassing and suppressing each other.

Shaking off this thought, he said to the prince, "Let's cut to the chase. I don't give a damn who wins the throne, but if I were you don't startle me into killing myself now or else I can't guarantee that Zhao Empire will still have its own military force." 

He saw the prince's brow rose.

The Marshal snorted. "You seem to be forgetting I exist, Chen Wang. Even if all your soldiers followed you to the Yellow Springs, I assure you I and my army will be enough to hold up the Zhao Dynasty."

"Oh." The young general nonchalantly replied.

Annoyed by the number of weapons being waved at him, he flew up, landing outside the encirclement near Hai Wang. After kicking the two soldiers forcing the male lead to kneel down, he turned to the Marshal who then followed him and furiously slashed a sword towards his direction.

He eye-signaled Hai Wang to give him one of the swords that had flown out of the guards' hands, but the male lead ignored him and started wiping the blood off his neck. His mouth just turned up sarcastically, when Hai Wang picked up a sword and shouted, "Imperial father, this son is coming to save you!"

'Yeah, save someone who only has one breath left. Two-faced scoundrel!' Jiang Li irritatedly thought, dodging the Marshal by shifting his body to the left.

They only exchanged blows for a while before Jiang Li fled to the opposite side of the hall. The Marshal had yet to catch up to him so he used that opportunity to catch his breath and then talk to the silent fourth prince again.

"Prince, have you heard of what happened to Rui Wang's people?" He smiled meaningfully. When he saw Lin Wang looking intrigued, his grin becoming wider. 

"Are you saying you or someone related you caused my third brother's downfall?" At last, Jiang Li heard the fourth prince talk. The man emitted a dangerous aura befitting of the boss villain. 

However, what threat could make Jiang Li fear? He was one of the select few who could disregard their deaths. If he failed, at most, he would only end up in a punishment world. So without care to the menacing glare, he said, 

"Your Highness could judge about it. But I would just like to say that I will not die since if I want to, escaping is very easy, and not even Jiang Ke will be able to catch me. So, Your Highness, the only reason I'm not fleeing yet is that there is something I would like to know. I'd like to know what you would do once you learn that if I die, due to a certain someone who hates the Marshal to the bones, all this dynasty's soldiers will follow me to the yellow springs!"