Chapter 59 Desperate Measures
Qi Yu stumbled and crashed into the Qishun Building in the middle of the night, creating a thunderous noise as the building’s main gate burst open, echoing a shrill sound in the darkness. Nanny Yun and Xing Yu leaped up from their beds, not even stopping to put on clothes, as a continuous series of doors were slammed open in succession.
Nanny Yun leapt out of bed and hurried out, only to see a dark figure charging wildly towards the inner chamber.
"Thieves—," Nanny Yun shouted loudly, while Xing Yu had already dashed out. The intruder moved even faster, not clashing head-on with Xing Yu, but stumbled into the air, directly smashing through the door of the inner chamber. Qi Yu also tumbled to the floor, not bothering to get up, but crawled and rolled towards the bed where Zheng Nianru lay in the inner chamber.
Zheng Nianru, who had already been awakened, was wrapped in a blanket by Fu Dong and Nian Xia, panicked and clueless about what was happening. Nian Xia held a lamp post in her hand, ready to strike at any moment, and then she saw Qi Yu crawling in.
Fu Dong and Nian Xia were dumbfounded.
Qi Yu was the most promising guard in the Crown Prince’s Mansion, with the highest martial arts skills, overseeing the guards in the outer court. At this moment, his clothes were torn in several places and stained with dark red blood, in disarray.
Zheng Nianru was also startled, but she recognized the uniform of the Crown Prince’s Mansion’s guard leader on Qi Yu’s body without a doubt.
"Qi Yu, what happened?" Zheng Nianru was the first to calm down. He was not a thief. In fact, when Nanny Yun first shouted about thieves, Zheng Nianru already found it strange; at this time, she should be unnoticed, who would think of wasting manpower to kill her.
The first person Zheng Nianru thought of was Noble Consort Wen.
"Commandery Princess, I beg you, save His Highness," Qi Yu pleaded with bloodshot eyes that startled Zheng Nianru. Xing Yu had just stopped in her tracks, recognizing Qi Yu, and pulled up the already incapacitated Qi Yu.
Gasping for breath, Qi Yu had run all the way here, not feeling even the tears in his clothes caused by tree branches, looking as if he had rolled in mud and sand. Hearing Qi Yu mention Zheng Congyuan, Zheng Nianru had already rushed to Qi Yu’s side in one stride.