Did The Young Prince’s Kingdom Get Destroyed Today? Chapter 47

Chapter 47

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A beast’s claw landed on the servant trying to pick up Ling Rui, freezing him in place.

The next moment.

Before the servant could turn around to see who the claw belonged to, he was knocked out cold with a single swipe.

Seeing the servant fall, Ling Rui was a little anxious. “Ah Wu, you didn’t kill him, did you?”

Ah Wu replied softly, “No, he’s just knocked out.”

Upon hearing this, Ling Rui felt relieved.

He looked at Ah Wu, who was close by, for a few seconds. “Ah Wu, you’ve grown a little bigger.”

Ah Wu looked a little bigger now than before.

Ah Wu gave a low growl in response.

Ling Rui, after looking at Ah Wu, opened his small hand eagerly and pleaded, “Carry me, I want to find Auntie.”

Ah Wu didn’t move, his gaze fixed on Ling Rui’s chubby little feet, seemingly indicating he should go back.

But Ling Rui urgently added, “I need to find Auntie, Auntie is in danger.”

Upon Ling Rui’s urgent plea, Ah Wu’s expression remained unchanged; whether Murong Xue lived or died didn’t seem to concern him much.

However, seeing the child so anxious, Ah Wu finally relented, crouched down, and licked Ling Rui’s cheek. “Go put on your shoes. After you’re done, I’ll take you to find her.”

Ling Rui shook his head, not wanting to go back for shoes. He climbed onto Ah Wu’s back and stuffed his chubby feet into Ah Wu’s fur. “Ah Wu, my feet aren’t cold anymore.”

Ah Wu remained silent for a moment, then compromised, “Keep your feet there, lie down on my back, and don’t expose yourself to the wind.”

“Okay.”

Ling Rui followed his instructions, burying his small body into Ah Wu’s fur.

Soon after.

Just as Ah Wu burst in, he was about to burst out again.

Just as he reached the base of the wall, someone attacked from behind. Ah Wu reflexively dodged, turned around, and roared as he pounced backward.

“Ah Wu, don’t fight!”

It was someone from the General’s Mansion; Ling Rui didn’t want to see Ah Wu fighting with people.

At Ling Rui’s urging, Ah Wu retracted his claws and stopped his threatening roar. He gracefully leapt over the wall with Ling Rui on his back and ran forward.

Ling Rui only knew that Auntie was being besieged, but he wasn’t familiar with the border town and finding the exact location of Auntie’s besiegement was not an easy task.

Fortunately, Ah Wu had a solution.

Ah Wu’s method was straightforward; he randomly grabbed someone and interrogated them about the terrain.

The unfortunate person caught by Ah Wu happened to be Mao Cai, who had clashed with Ling Rui during the day. Mao Cai trembled in fear under the claws of the fierce beast, with its red and menacing appearance pressing him down.

He wanted to plead for mercy, but he also felt that a wild beast couldn’t possibly understand human speech.

Just as he was mentally preparing his last words, a small head popped out from the back of the beast.

The owner of the small head looked at him and seemed to have forgotten their daytime feud, saying, “Mao Cai, I want to ask you about a place.”

Mao Cai: “…”

Mao Cai’s lips trembled, “What… what are you riding on?”

Ling Rui hugged Ah Wu’s head and mumbled, “Nothing much, just my mount, like a little horse.”

He couldn’t possibly tell Mao Cai that he was riding on a fierce beast.

After briefly explaining, Ling Rui redirected the conversation, “I want to ask you about a place. Can you tell me how to get there?”

While asking if it was okay, Ling Rui had already described the terrain he had seen in his premonition to Mao Cai.

“Do you know where this place is?”

Mao Cai, since coming here, had been treated like a small soldier for several months.

Just as it happened, this little soldier had covered a lot of ground, so after Ling Rui mentioned the place, he thought about it for a while and actually figured out where it was.

He gestured and described it for quite a while, but Ah Wu and Ling Rui still didn’t understand.

Ling Rui looked at him puzzledly, “Could you make it clearer?”

Mao Cai felt like crying but had no tears left. He thought he had been detailed enough.

The two sides remained deadlocked.

After a brief stalemate, Ah Wu murmured, “Little one, let’s take him with us and let him show the way.”

“Okay.”

The two agreed, and Ah Wu opened his mouth, grabbed the person, and then swung him onto his back.

Seeing him climb up, Ling Rui tucked his small body into Ah Wu’s embrace and reminded him, “Hold on tight.”

Mao Cai had no choice but to shakily grasp the wild beast beneath him.

Ling Rui pressed his small face against Mao Cai’s chest to shield himself from the wind.

With Mao Cai guiding them, they were finally able to set off smoothly.

Ah Wu was fast, but Mao Cai’s directions were not fast enough.

It wasn’t until daybreak that they finally reached the location from Ling Rui’s vision.

Blood was everywhere here.

Ling Rui’s tense little face tightened. They were a bit late coming here, and he didn’t know if Auntie was still here.

Ah Wu lowered his head and sniffed the ground. After a while, he locked his gaze in one direction.

Mao Cai’s stomach was upset from the bumpy ride all the way here. Seeing the blood, he realized something was wrong.

“Why is there blood here? Whose blood is it?”

While Mao Cai was still asking, Ling Rui was already calling out to Auntie.

Ah Wu shook Mao Cai and gave a low growl.

Ling Rui immediately translated, “Mao Mao, Auntie is in danger. Hurry back and find someone! Find my little uncle!”

Upon hearing that Murong Xue was in trouble, Mao Cai turned pale.

He looked at Ling Rui sitting on the wild beast and about to leave. Worried, he asked, “Where are you going now?”

“I’m going to find my Auntie.”

Ling Rui answered without hesitation, “I’m going to find Auntie. You go find my uncle.”

After leaving this message for Mao Cai, Ling Rui hugged Ah Wu’s neck and let Ah Wu carry him away.

Mao Cai watched their disappearing figures, gritted his teeth, and turned to run away.

After Mao Cai ran away, Ah Wu sniffed the scent of blood and found several bodies.

He looked ahead and stopped his steps, “Little one, wait here for me.”

“I’ll go bring her back.”

According to Little Seven’s vision, Murong Xue’s biggest problem was being ambushed and betrayed. In other words, there was actually no large-scale battle last night.

Without a large-scale battle, Murong Xue’s situation would be somewhat better.

At least her enemies weren’t a massive army.

Ah Wu had checked Murong Xue’s information and knew she was a strong woman.

Smart, strategic, and capable.

He had a hunch that even if she was betrayed and ambushed, Murong Xue would not be captured easily. She probably had a good chance of escaping.

But being injured and bleeding was inevitable.

Ah Wu wasn’t sure if the people who ambushed Murong Xue were still nearby. He didn’t really want to take the child with him.

He didn’t want to take the little one along, but the little one hugged his neck and unhappily asked him, “If you leave me here, what will happen if I get lost?”

Ah Wu fell silent.

He looked up to glance at Little Seven, “Maybe you won’t get lost.”

Ling Rui shook his head, still not agreeing, “If I’m lost, I won’t be able to find my way back.”

He was so young; he needed to be taken care of.

With Little Seven’s warning that he might get lost, Ah Wu hesitated for a while and finally took him along.

“Make sure to hold on tight.”

Ah Wu ran forward briskly, and reminded him in advance, “Close your eyes when necessary.”

“Okay!”

This time, Ah Wu’s speed increased even more. He sniffed the scent in the wind and gradually found several bodies along the way.

He ran farther and farther, especially away from the city gate of the border town.

Ling Rui buried his little face in Ah Wu’s fur, tightly closing his eyes, with the sound of the wind whistling in his ears.

They had already reached the grassland.

Ah Wu stopped in front of several connected white tents. “Little one, there’s the smell of blood inside.”

In front of the tents, there were carriages, one of which Ling Rui recognized very well. “It’s Shali’s carriage.”

When Sihai took him and ran away, Shali’s people came after them. 

The pursuers were injured by Ah Wu on the way, but Ah Wu did not turn back to find Shali’s exact location.

At that time, he was only concerned about finding his own little one.

“Ah Wu, put me down. I want to sneak a look.”

“You’ll be discovered.”

“It doesn’t matter if I’m discovered.” Ling Rui hugged his neck and was about to climb down. “Shali likes looking at my face. She won’t kill me.”

He knew Shali liked his little face very much.

Ah Wu estimated the number of people and horses. It was manageable.

He crouched down and let the little one step onto the ground.

Ling Rui, sneaking cautiously, approached the tent. Just as Ah Wu had imagined, he was discovered before entering the tent.

His small body was lifted up and taken inside the tent.

Inside the tent, Shali was dressed in a beautiful dress, leaning against a soft cushion with a jug of wine in her hand.

The tent smelled of wine mixed with blood, not very pleasant.

Ling Rui wrinkled his nose and said, “There’s blood here.”

Seeing him return, Shali squinted her eyes.

Her tone was unfriendly, “Didn’t you run away? Why did you come back on your own? What about the person who took you away? Dead?”

Ling Rui honestly answered her series of questions, “I, I was kidnapped here.”

“Sihai didn’t die.”

“He took me away to treat my illness because I got sick.”

He answered one question after another in sequence, and his responses were quite candid.

Shali looked at his pretty and honest face for several seconds without saying a word.

While she remained silent, Ling Rui gathered his courage and asked her, “Is Auntie here?”

“Who is your Auntie?”

“She is General Murong.”

As he said this, Shali’s expression subtly changed, “Murong Xue is your aunt? Who are you?”

Perhaps because Ah Wu was outside, Little Seven was both timid and bold at this moment. He looked at Shali and said, “I am Little Seven, or the Seventh Prince.”

Seventh Prince.

When these words reached Shali’s ears, she instantly stood up.

She walked over in a few steps, staring straight at Ling Rui’s face, her eyes showing emotions that even made Ling Rui a bit fearful.

The big man who had brought Ling Rui over didn’t believe his identity, “Princess, princes live in palaces and can’t possibly be here.”

“He is your purchased slave. Purchased slaves who escape privately are to be executed according to the rules.”

This man clearly disliked the young child and as soon as he spoke, he requested Shali to execute this escaped child.

His words made Ling Rui shiver.

Even though Ah Wu was outside, Ling Rui was still nervous.

He lifted his pretty little face and assured Shali, “I didn’t lie. I-I am the Seventh Prince.”

“My mother is the Noble Consort, and General Murong is my aunt…”

Little Seven listed almost all the relatives he could think of.

He listed a lot of relatives, but Shali looked at him and said, “Noble Consort Yi did not have any children. How could you be her child?”

Shali seemed to have some understanding of princes in the palace.

Hearing her say this, Ling Rui continued in a low voice, “I-I had another mother who is no longer here. No one raised me except for Noble Consort Yi.”

“Who was your mother who is no longer here?”

“Consort Xi.”

After saying the word “Consort Xi,” Shali walked up to him, bent down, and pinched his cheeks.

“Indeed it’s you. My instincts were right.”

Shali’s pinch this time was a bit forceful.

Ling Rui’s small face hurt a bit. He struggled but couldn’t break free, “It, it hurts.”

Shali, upon hearing this, relaxed her grip slightly but still held onto his face. “Your mother was beautiful, but you don’t look like her.”

Ling Rui: “…”

Forced to tilt his face up, Ling Rui responded, “I am handsome too.”

Dad, Mom, and Brother all say I’m the best-looking kid in the world.

“She was beautiful but not very smart, so she died.”

“You’d better not inherit her lack of brains.”

Shali’s words seemed more like she was talking to herself.

Several of Ling Rui’s responses were ignored.

Ling Rui himself noticed that something was off with Shali’s demeanor and decided to keep quiet instead of continuing the conversation with her.

Meanwhile, the man behind him continued to talk about executing him.

Shali, who had been talking to herself, suddenly turned to the man, her gaze instantly turning cold. “Who are you to dare talk about executing him?”

The man: “…”

After all, wasn’t he just a servant? It didn’t seem excessive to execute this little slave.

But before he could say anything, Shali grabbed a whip and struck him.

“He is a prince of our grasslands. Life and death are not for you to decide!”

The man was left with blood marks from Shali’s whip. He lowered his head, utterly baffled.

After whipping him, Shali threw the whip aside.

She picked up the barefoot Little Seven, her tone sounding casual but what she said stunned Ling Rui.

“Your mother was my older sister and also a princess of these grasslands.”

“Since you are his blood and now that you have returned to the grasslands, you shall stay here from now on.”

The Little Prince from the palace had turned into a Little Prince of the grasslands. It took him a while to react.

“You… are also my auntie?”

“By blood, I am indeed your auntie.”

Shali acknowledged herself as his auntie, but her attitude towards him was clearly quite different from General Murong Xue’s.

She viewed him with half pity and half resentment for his royal bloodline, yet she also acknowledged the grassland blood in him.

Little Seven could sense this contradiction.

Therefore, between Shali, this auntie, and General Murong Xue, he chose the latter.

“What about my Eldest Auntie?”

He still wanted his Eldest Auntie.

Holding him, Shali was surprisingly accommodating, “General Murong is with me. She once saved my life, so I will save hers this time, and we’re even.”

There are many tribes on the grasslands, not all of them are enemies.

Having guarded this place for ten years, Murong Xue knew the relationships between various tribes like the back of her hand.

Ah Wu’s judgment of her was not wrong; no matter how dire the situation, she always had a way to survive.

That day,

Ling Rui was dressed as a young prince of the tribe and all the tribespeople gathered together to celebrate his identity.

Watching from not far away, Ah Wu looked at the adored Little Seven and tilted his head slightly. Even his clear eyes couldn’t hide his confusion.

The little one went to gather information.

But as he gathered, it seemed like he had become these people’s little master.

Ah Wu was puzzled, and Ling Rui was trying to make the best of a bad situation.

He pleaded with Shali to send his Eldest Auntie back, but she refused.

Shali told him it was his father’s indifference that led to their tribe’s disaster.

Now he had two choices.

One, stay on the grasslands and be a little prince.

Two, return to Qi Dynasty and become their little undercover agent.

He had to choose one.

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