Rebirth: The flatterer prince I raised couldn't be so clingy

Gu Qingzhi kicked the assassin who grabbed her ankle in the face, and took advantage of the pain as he covered his face with his hands to pull her foot back, then struggled to get up from the ground.

She shook out the flying knife that she had picked up from the ground during the chaos from her sleeve and aimed it at Zuo Chengyu's neck.

The surrounding environment was too complicated, and she was not completely sure, but regardless of success or failure, once the knife was taken, there was no turning back.

Now that his life is in danger, he might as well take a chance and kill Zuo Chengyu. There might be a glimmer of hope.

Without time to think, she raised her hand and was about to throw the flying knife away.

However, before the hilt of the knife could slip out of his hand, a soldier carried Wu Fang into the yard.

"Don't move! I'll kill him if you move again!"

Even with the knife at his neck, Wu Fang's body remained straight, except for his face which was bruised and a two or three inch long knife wound on his right thigh. Bright red blood was running down his trouser leg. He walked with a limp, obviously with a leg injury.

"You sons of bitches, you want to use me to threaten my young master? Dream on! If you have the guts, kill me and see if I, your grandfather, am afraid of death!"

Even though he was tied up and dragged into the yard, his mouth was as chattering as ever, and he kept cursing these people, from their mothers and fathers to their ancestors. The foul language made the soldiers holding him furious.

If it weren't for Zuo Chengyu's order, there would be some use for keeping him. I really want to cut his throat with a knife to avoid having to listen to his noise.

"I'm sorry, Brother Gu, I'm holding you back."

Seeing the bloodstains on Gu Qingzhi's arm not far away, Wu Fang stopped cursing. He sighed in a daze, lowered his head and scolded, breathing heavily.

Gu Qingzhi shook her head at him. She knew that the problem was not with him at all. Zuo Chengyu had taken his indenture long ago. Even if he set fire to the steward's house, it would be of no use.

Zuo Chengyu waved his hand to send away the assassins and the palace soldiers, picked up the indenture from the ground, and dusted off the dust.

"Wu Fang, you are such a loyal servant. It's a pity that you can't recognize who your master is."

The handsome young man walked into the courtyard under the protection of the palace troops, handed the paper in his hand to Wu Fang, and raised the corners of his mouth, revealing that seemingly kind smile again.

Wu Fang raised his head with a bruised face and nose. When he saw the contents on the paper clearly, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and sprayed it onto Zuo Chengyu's fair face.

The government soldiers beside him quickly used their bodies to protect Zuo Chengyu, thus preventing Wu Fang from spitting blood in his face.

"Fuck you, you are worthy of being my master. You are just your father's lackey. Why are you so arrogant with my indenture?"

Wu Fang cursed vigorously, but Zuo Chengyu did not get angry but laughed instead. He flicked his sleeves and turned his back to look at Gu Qingzhi.

"I left an axe in the woodshed where the prisoners were imprisoned. It seems you are quite good at using it."

Gu Qingzhi was stunned for a moment, and then she realized what was wrong with her feeling all along.

Their escape from the woodshed was too smooth. Zuo Chengyu was always cautious in doing things, so how could he just tie them up and throw them into the woodshed so casually?

It turned out that from the very beginning, he deliberately gave them the opportunity to create this chaos.

"What do you want to do?"

She only felt the wound on her arm becoming more and more burning. She took a deep breath, looked at the disgusting face and spoke.

"My North Courtyard has been destroyed by you guys. I wonder if Prince Duan can still protect you after I report it to the authorities and let the news reach the palace?"

In this way, he could take the opportunity to go to the government and drag Feng Zhanye into the water. This was his most fundamental purpose.

"You despicable and shameless bastard, you want to drag our master down with you? You are courting death!"

Wu Fang was still talking relentlessly, and Zuo Chengyu seemed to be fed up with it. He raised his hand, and several soldiers beside him kicked Wu Fang on the injured leg, knocking him to the ground, and then surrounded him and punched and kicked him.

Those palace soldiers seemed to do it on purpose, punching and kicking him where he was injured. Even so, he didn't even utter a cry of pain from the beating.

Wu Fang was pressed to the ground like a puddle of mud, allowing the palace soldiers to vent their anger at Gu Qingzhi on him. There was not a single spot on his body left, but he was still cursing.

"Mr. Zuo...if you have the guts...kill me now. As long as you survive...your grandfather will be the first one to collect your body!"

Zuo Chengyu glanced at him with contempt, ordered the palace troops to retreat, raised one foot, stepped hard on Wu Fang's injured leg, and twisted it hard.

"I can kill you too. You are just an incidental one. The relationship between you and the other courtyard is so good. I believe Gu Qingzhi will not ignore you, right? Only when he is in my hands, will that little evil star really fight me to death."

Zuo Chengyu looked at Gu Qingzhi again, the smile on his face grew colder, blood dripped down the soles of his shoes onto the ground, spreading in all directions along the cracks in the blue bricks.

For a moment, the scene before his eyes seemed to overlap with the rainy night before his death. Wu Fang finally couldn't help it and groaned in pain.

Gu Qingzhi's thoughts were brought back to reality by Wu Fang's voice. Seeing that his face was turning purple from holding back his anger, she knew that he might not be able to hold on any longer if he continued like this.

Since Zuo Chengyu's target was himself from the very beginning, there was no need to bring another person into the mix.

"Wait a minute, if you're willing to let him go, I can stay voluntarily."

She spread out her palm to reveal the flying knife and tried to communicate with Zuo Chengyu.

"Brother Gu! Don't worry about me, just leave quickly. Only if you leave, the young master won't fall for their trick!"

Wu Fang was panting and gritting his teeth, his face distorted with pain, but he did not forget to stop Gu Qingzhi.

Seeing that he still had the strength to scream, Zuo Chengyu stepped even harder and stomped on him fiercely.

The wound on Wu Fang's leg was probably not shallow. Under the pressure of Zuo Chengyu's shoe sole, the blood was dripping faster and faster. The pain made him grit his teeth, sweat all over his forehead, and he couldn't utter a word.

Gu Qingzhi threw the flying knife to the ground and raised his hands.

Zuo Chengyu smiled and then took his foot away from Wu Fang.

"It is much better to talk to someone who knows the current situation than to talk to a cow. Untie him and let him go."

Wu Fang was lifted up from the ground by the palace soldiers, who untied the ropes for him, and then several people carried him out of the yard.

Gu Qingzhi heaved a sigh of relief only after Zuo Chengyu burned Wu Fang's indenture with fire. Looking at the palace troops and assassins filling the yard, she couldn't help but smile bitterly.

She wanted to hide herself well, but in the end she was still spotted by Zuo Chengyu.

Oh God, maybe he is afraid that she will live too well and forget about revenge, so he is punishing her.

"Come here, tie him up and follow me."

The palace soldiers beside Gu Qingzhi obeyed the order and rushed forward, quickly tied her hands behind her back. This time they tied her very tightly, and it was obvious that they were afraid that she would suddenly turn against them.

Everything went dark before her eyes, and a black cloth bag was put over her head. Two soldiers were holding her, and it was unknown where they were taking her.