Finest Servant

Chapter 331 The Rescue

Lin Wanrong's stay in the imperial prison was unexpectedly comfortable, replete with delicious food and devoted attendants. Such luxury seemed an unusual paradox in a prison setting. As time drew late, he prepared to lay down his head to sleep, but a sudden realization shot through his mind, covering him in a cold sweat.

Tomorrow at dawn marked the public selection of a suitor by Princess Nishang. If Qingxuan was indeed the princess, then his situation was dire indeed. The Turkish envoy and the young prince of Goryeo were both avid suitors, fiercely vying to marry Princess Nishang. Yet here he was, confined to the imperial prison and unable to intervene. If anything were to happen to Qingxuan, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

The more he thought about it, the more alarmed he became. His mind was akin to being clawed by countless cats, unbearable in its torment. He paced restlessly within the confines of his cell, yet he could not come up with any solution.

Would he really have to compromise with the old Emperor and reveal Sister An's whereabouts? Even if he were to give in, how would he know where An Biru was? Damn it, the situation had grown immensely complicated. He had always known that dealing with the Emperor would never be straightforward.

Like an ant on a hot pan, he paced back and forth within his cell. As time passed, every ticking second felt like a piercing stab, yet he could not think of a single solution. By this time, the moon hung high in the sky, all was silent, and the prison was desolate. Save for the faint snoring of the two guards slumped over their table, no sound was heard.

Just as Lin Wanrong was wallowing in anxiety, he heard a faint sound. Looking up, he saw a slender figure in black, a veil masking her face, stealthily approaching his cell.

The eyes that peeked out from behind the veil were bright and captivating, as if covered by a thin layer of dew. Upon spotting Lin Wanrong, her eyes sparkled with delight. She hurriedly raised a slender finger to her lips, gesturing for him to remain silent.

Lin Wanrong's heart pounded in his chest. Who was she? How did she manage to get into the prison? Was she here to rescue him?