Chapter 672: Chapter 673: Haha, Haha

Gucheng looked at Jiang Ning, waiting for her instructions.

Jiang Ning said, “Anyone who tries to stop us, kill.”

She pointed at the old woman with the glossy hair, “Especially her, being a resident of Great Sheng, yet supporting the tyrant, helping foreigners to bully our own, she deserves to die even more.”

The languages of Great Sheng and Silla are approximately the same, but they are spoken in the north and south, so the pronunciation is significantly different.

As soon as this old woman opened her mouth, it was pure Chang’an dialect.

The moment she knocked on the door, she was already sentenced to death in Jiang Ning’s heart.

Gucheng casually threw Prince Xinhai to the ground, turned half-circle in place, raising his arm, where the knife flashed by, a thin line of blood appeared on the old woman’s neck.

The old woman, eyes bulging, watched in disbelief as blood spurted from her own neck.

Then, she fell stiffly to the ground.

Dead, with her eyes still open.

“Deserved to die!”

Jiang Ning stepped on her face, forcing her eyes shut, then said to Gucheng, “I’m going to check on Xiachu in the carriage first, you carry on.”

Xiachu was wrapped in a cloak, sitting in the warm carriage, having a bit of hot tea, and holding Jiang Ning’s hand heater, she was gradually recovering.

It was fortunate that Jiang Ning arrived in time; she hadn’t been exposed to the cold for too long, otherwise, it would have been disastrous.

If she had been left to freeze in the snow, she might have survived, but she would have suffered frostbite and lost limbs.

Upon seeing Jiang Ning, Xiachu burst into tears.

“Don’t be afraid, it’s over now.” Jiang Ning stroked the girl’s back, comforting her, “No matter what happened, it’s not your fault. I will punish those who wronged you.”

Xiachu sobbed, “It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have trusted a stranger.”

“What did the old woman tell you to make you follow her?”

“She told me that the master had fainted and had been sent to a local medical clinic. I panicked and without thinking, followed her. But…” Xiachu tearfully recounted her ordeal, “she stripped me of my clothes, hung me up… Prince Xinhai, he… he touched me…”

“Did he do anything else to you?”

“He touched me.”

“And then?”

“Nothing else.” Xiachu shook her head, “Prince Xinhai said I was too fat, my waist wasn’t slender enough, he didn’t like… so he threw me out.”

Jiang Ning was both furious and relieved, and laughed, “It’s all in the past now, it’s okay. We’ll be back in the palace soon.”

Xiachu, wrapped in her cloak and having wiped away her tears, asked, “Is the master cold? I shouldn’t have worn your clothes. What if you catch a chill…”

“I’m not cold, I just had an intense workout. My blood is still racing.”

Jiang Ning lifted a corner of the curtain, she saw Gucheng dragging Prince Xinhai out of the gate, and quickly dropped the curtain, blocking Xiachu’s view.

Prince Xinhai’s frozen face was a bruised blue-purple, his eyes watering and his nose running, a pathetic sight.

Jiang Ning jumped down from the carriage, glanced into the courtyard, and asked, “Is everything taken care of?”

“Yes.” Gucheng replied, “Guying will come.”

“Guying? Another one of your group? What does he do? Clean up the battlefield?”

“Something like that.”

Gucheng nodded.

“I want to see!” Jiang Ning got excited, but Gucheng stopped her with a hand, “It’s not a pretty sight.”

Jiang Ning thought for a moment, “You’re right, never mind. Come, tie this trash to the back of the carriage, let’s take him for a spin around the streets.”

Gucheng said, “We’ll be noticed.”

“True.”

Jiang Ning thought again, “You’re familiar with this area, find the busiest, most crowded place, and hang him on a tree. It is New Year after all, let’s give the good people of Chang’an City some entertainment!”