CHAPTER 515: CHAPTER 515: KIDNAPPING

A cloth was stuffed in his mouth, his hands and feet were tied, he couldn’t shout, nor struggle.

The cow just stared at him.

Probably disgusted by another person intruding on its territory.

Su Jin went out, and the woman supported her, saying, "Miss, take it slow."

Hearing the sound, Xie Jingchen looked over.

There was a moment.

He thought he might as well die.

He didn’t want Su Jin to see his embarrassing situation at all.

In the yard, there were two children, a boy and a girl, playing around, and an Old Madam sewing shoe soles under the shade of a tree.

Seeing Su Jin come out, the two children watched her from afar, not daring to approach.

Su Jin anxiously walked toward the cowshed.

A man came out carrying firewood, and the woman hurriedly said, "Husband, quickly release that person, that’s this young lady’s husband."

"How is he the husband?"

The man hastily put down the firewood from his back and went into the cowshed to release the person.

Xie Jingchen came out of the cowshed, Su Jin looked at his waist, urgently asking, "Are your injuries serious?"

"I’m fine," Xie Jingchen said.

Who knew how long the cloth had been stuffed in his mouth.

His cheeks were incredibly sore.

"How can it not be serious?" Su Jin’s eyes turned red with worry.

"I clearly saw you bleeding."

Xie Jingchen raised his hand.

Although his hands had been tied, his wrists were bandaged.

He looked at Su Jin and said, "The blood was from my palm, it only pierced the brocade robe."

The Heir of Uncle Yongcheng was considered a frequent guest at Prince Zhenbei Mansion.

As soon as the Heir of Uncle Yongcheng spoke, Xie Jingchen recognized his voice.

Although he didn’t understand why the Heir of Uncle Yongcheng wanted to hold Su Jin hostage.

Xie Jingchen knew he didn’t mistake the person.

The Heir of Uncle Yongcheng was not a man of his word.

If anything happened to him, it would be even harder for Su Jin to escape from the Heir of Uncle Yongcheng’s grasp.

Amputating an arm or committing suicide would be useless sacrifices.

Instead of amputating an arm, he chose to stab himself once. At that moment, when he lowered himself, the Heir of Uncle Yongcheng could only see the sword being drawn.

He couldn’t tell whether the sword broke the brocade robe or pierced his own body.

Plus, with blood dripping down, it was easy to mislead the senses.

He never expected the Heir of Uncle Yongcheng to be so cruel as to throw Su Jin off a cliff.

He even more didn’t expect that they could both survive.

Su Jin was hurting all over, and Xie Jingchen wasn’t much better off.

Every cough tugged at his internal organs.

He was internally injured from the fall.

If it weren’t for Su Jin soaking him in medicinal baths for two months, toughening his sinews and bones.

From such a height, he would have surely died.

"To survive a fall from such a high cliff, you two must be deeply blessed, quickly come inside to rest," the woman said.

Xie Jingchen could barely move.

Su Jin had to support him.

The two returned to the room and lay on the bed.

Su Jin and Xie Jingchen had shared the same bed numerous times.

But this time felt so different from before.

She felt an unspeakable peace within.

If there were anything else, it was only gratitude.

She had never thought that there would be someone in the world willing to risk everything to save her.

She had left today to ask the Bodhisattva for guidance.

She didn’t know if today’s ordeal was the guidance she sought.

But she now had an answer.

Xie Jingchen was coughing.

Su Jin could hear the suppression in his cough.

Was he afraid of her worrying?

Su Jin carefully sat up and checked Xie Jingchen’s pulse.

Xie Jingchen’s pulse was chaotic.

His injuries were far more severe than they appeared.

If not treated quickly, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Su Jin called for help, and the woman was cooking, so the young boy came in and asked, "Do you want some water?"

"I need pen and paper to write a prescription to get medicine," Su Jin said.

The Old Madam saw the boy come in, and she instructed him, "Quickly go to Scholar Li’s house to borrow some paper and pen."

The boy nodded and ran out swiftly.

After a quarter of an hour, the boy returned with paper and pen.

The paper was coarse, and the pen tip was almost shedding.

Su Jin made do and wrote a prescription, took the golden hairpin from her head, and handed it to the man, saying, "Please help get three doses of medicine."

Though three doses won’t cure Xie Jingchen’s internal injuries, they were enough to get him back to Prince Zhenbei Mansion.

They had disappeared just like that, and who knew how worried her parents were.

Waiting for three days, who knew if the Capital City would be in an uproar?

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Su Jin didn’t know, as soon as Xingxing woke up and learned that Su Jin was in trouble.

The Capital City fell into chaos.

The crossbody bag she carried had signal flares given by Marquis Dongxiang.

Now that the lady was in trouble and missing.

If the signal flares weren’t used now, then when?

Once the signal was sent out, all the Qingyun Mountain brothers in the Capital City knew Su Jin was in trouble.

First to take action was Dongxiang Marquis Mansion.

Marquis Dongxiang hurriedly went to the Great Buddha Temple and asked Xingxing, "What happened?"

Xingxing burst into tears, "I don’t know what happened either, the young lady is gone."

And it wasn’t just the lady who was missing.

The son-in-law was missing too.

Xingxing told Marquis Dongxiang what happened before Su Jin disappeared, and Marquis Dongxiang immediately guessed that Su Jin was kidnapped.

But by then it was late.

The last glow of dusk on the sky was swallowed by the night.

Marquis Dongxiang wanted to kill someone.

He couldn’t believe how his daughter endured this night.

Whether Xie Jingchen was with her or not.

Considering countless possibilities, each one drove him insane.

Marquis Jibei persuaded him to calm down, "If it’s a kidnapping, there will surely be a message. Don’t be hasty, lest you provoke the kidnappers to rashness and harm them."

Marquis Dongxiang’s eyes flashed coldly, "I want to see who has the audacity to kidnap Jinjim!"

They could only wait patiently.

Waiting for the kidnappers’ demands.

That night, no one at Dongxiang Marquis Mansion could sleep, not even Young Master Shen and the Ninth Prince.

The sky was bedazzled with stars, accompanied by a chorus of frogs.

At Uncle’s Mansion.

A servant knelt on the ground, bowing deeply.

Lady Yongcheng was pacing back and forth inside the house.

Her mind was very uneasy.

She had never been so flustered before, constantly worried that something might go wrong.

Yet her own son had still not returned by this time.

Though her son had stayed out all night at brothels before, she had never felt this anxious.

The maid comforted her, "Madam, don’t worry, the Young Master is blessed and will be fine."

A servant came running in, and Lady Yongcheng anxiously asked, "Have you found the Young Master?"

"No, we searched all the brothels, none have seen the Young Master," the servant replied.

"How could he be nowhere?!"

"Could any have been overlooked?" Lady Yongcheng asked anxiously.

The servant assured none were.

Lady Yongcheng looked toward the servant who had been kneeling on the floor the whole time.

At the moment she looked over, the servant happened to raise his head.

Their gaze met, and a trace of panic flashed in the servant’s eyes, and he quickly lowered his head again.

Lady Yongcheng was both anxious and angry, she was on the edge of her seat, and he still kept quiet!

"If you don’t come clean, drag him out and beat him to death with sticks!" Lady Yongcheng snapped.

The servant was terrified, only then confessing, "The, the Young Master abducted the Princess Consort Zhenbei to another estate."

Lady Yongcheng swayed, and if not for the maid holding her, she would have fallen.

Her face turned white.

That’s someone who brings disaster to whoever crosses her.

Why would he abduct her?!