Rebirth: Pampered by the Lord

Lin Kong was also a young man full of vigor and hot-bloodedness. In the dead of night, a woman entangled him so, his mind heated up, and he immediately reacted.

The two of them entangled for roughly two hours until the outside sounded for the fourth of the five night watch periods, and only then did Lin Kong leave the War Prince’s Mansion.

The next day, just as dawn broke, a guard rode a fast horse, hurriedly rushing to the War Prince’s Mansion. The doorkeeper guarding the main entrance found it strange; at this shichen Chinese time, the War Prince’s Mansion hadn’t opened its doors yet. What was the rush so early?

The visitor jumped off his horseback urgently, ran up the steps, and kept pounding the door: "Bang bang bang...! Open... open the door... there’s urgent news to report."

The doorkeeper looked through the door slit and shouted, "At this shichen, the master in the mansion hasn’t woken up yet. We can’t open the door, or else disturbs the master, and no one can afford that."

The guard was desperate, his face red with urgency, cursing: "There’s an emergency to report. If it’s delayed, watch your neck!"

Last night, unbeknownst to which damned bastard, actually snuck into the prison and killed that prisoner from yesterday. They just discovered the incident and rode fast horses to the War Prince’s Mansion to report.

The prisoner had an extraordinary identity, not just a regular carriage driver, but a General of Wei Country. Long Yi had previously dealt with him on the battlefield and recognized his true identity last night.

Guard Long repeatedly instructed them to be careful, not let any accidents happen. The prince is poisoned, relying on extracting the antidote news from the prisoner’s mouth.

But, when it rains, it pours. The carriage driver dies at this critical time. Can the guards not panic? The guy’s life was tied to the prince’s survival.

They could die, but the prince mustn’t have an accident. If anything happens to him, Moli Country would be destabilized. After all, the other Three Kingdoms are restless, were it not for the fear of the War Prince’s prestige, they would’ve attacked long ago.

The doorkeeper was startled, his hands trembled, and immediately opened the main door.

The guard stuffed the reins into his hands, saying: "Lead the horse inside!"

The doorkeeper obediently responded: "Yes."

Long Yi hadn’t awakened yet, but the knocking outside woke him up, so he irritably turned over. Last night, he stayed up late worried the prince’s condition would flare up, so he was quite sleepy now!

The knocking outside didn’t only continue; it grew louder, with an attitude of not ceasing until he was up.

"Who is it?"

Long Yi sat up from the bed.

"Guard Long, it’s me." A response came from outside.

Long Yi recognized it as his subordinate who stayed up with him last night questioning the carriage driver, and his eyes immediately brightened. He hurriedly asked, "Did the carriage driver reveal the antidote?"

Guard: "No."

Long Yi’s joyful expression instantly fell, and his speech turned impatient: "If not, what are you rushing over here so early for?"

The guard internally collapsed; he didn’t want to come over, but the prisoner was killed last night, so he had no choice but to come.

The guard replied with difficulty, "Reporting to Guard Long, that prisoner was killed last night."

"What?"

Long Yi’s body, which had just reclined backward, suddenly jumped up, eyes wide, anxiously asking, "What? What did you say? Say it again."

The guard, bracing himself, repeated it.

At this, Long Yi was unsettled; the prince’s life hung in the balance. The carriage driver knew the antidote; leaving him alive, the prince perhaps had a glimmer of hope. Now, well, the person is dead, and it seems the prince can only rely on fate now.

He hurriedly dressed, going with the guard to the prison to check the situation.

Long Yi led the guard into a large courtyard, rooms aligned side by side, both sides filled with densely packed small prison cells.

Just entering the prison cell, a damp smell mixed with stench greeted them.

Long Yi’s brow didn’t furrow at all; he had followed the prince to venture through countless environments before; the prison was a mere piece of cake for him.