EBE Chapter 242 Long time no see
Chapter 242 Long time no see
"Where are you going?" the girl asked weakly.
Yang Ling looked down at her, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I'll go to the palace to take a look."
The girl's face paled, and she grabbed his arm, saying, "I want to go too."
“Your injury…” Yang Ling frowned and said, “Your injury is very serious, don’t move around.”
"No... I want to go!" the girl said stubbornly, her face as pale as snow and cold sweat beading on her forehead.
Seeing her pained expression, Yang Ling sighed and said, "Alright! Let's go!"
"Could you... give me a ride?" the girl said through gritted teeth, her chest aching so badly she could hardly breathe.
Her body was so weak that she coughed up another mouthful of blood as soon as she moved.
"I'll take you there." Yang Ling nodded, carefully picked her up, and quickly walked forward.
Yang Ling carried the blood-covered girl as he ran, but suddenly stopped when he passed a bend in an alley.
"What are you going to do?" the girl asked weakly. "My chest hurts so much."
Yang Ling frowned as she looked at the bloodstains on the girl's body and said, "Take off your clothes and change into a new set. This is very inconvenient."
The girl blinked, looking completely bewildered: "I...I don't know how to take it off..."
The clothes she was wearing were really strange; they weren't the local attire at all.
She doesn't even know who she is, let alone how to change clothes.
Yang Ling was taken aback and said in surprise, "How come you don't even know how to take off your clothes?"
The girl shook her head, her face deathly pale.
Yang Ling sighed helplessly and reached out to grope the girl's body for a while.
A short while later, he helped the girl change out of her black clothes and then helped her put on new women's clothing.
"We can go now," Yang Ling said, carrying the girl and walking quickly forward.
At this point, the rain gradually subsided, and a few pedestrians appeared on the road.
The girl's face was pale, and her lips were somewhat purple.
She had been stabbed in the chest, and blood was seeping out of the wound, staining Yang Ling's clothes red.
"Ninth Prince, where have you been? What happened to you?"
Suddenly, a group of people walked towards Yang Ling.
He looked up and saw a beautiful woman in gorgeous clothes standing in the crowd, with a handsome young man standing beside her. Both of them were dressed in magnificent clothes and had extraordinary bearing.
Yang Ling's expression changed, and she asked in a panic, "Your Majesty... are you alright?"
"I'm fine." The woman gave a weak smile.
At this moment, the woman's gaze suddenly fell on the girl in Yang Ling's arms. She frowned slightly and asked, "Who is she? Why is she covered in blood?"
“I encountered an assassin on the road,” Yang Ling explained. “And then she stabbed me.”
As he spoke, he looked down at the girl in his arms.
The girl looked at the two people in front of her with a confused expression, her eyes filled with incomprehension.
"Who are you?" The boy looked at the girl, his eyes sparkling with surprise and curiosity. "Why are you in the palace? Whose daughter are you? I've never seen you before."
The girl lowered her head, seemingly lost in thought.
“She is the Ninth Prince’s person.” The guard beside him quickly said, “His Highness took pity on her, so he helped her.”
The boy frowned, his eyes unfocused: "Where... are you from?"
"I...don't remember." The girl lowered her eyes, her face as pale as snow.
"Ninth Prince! Your Majesty the Empress!" Suddenly, someone ran over from a distance.
"What's wrong? Why are you in such a hurry?" the Empress asked, frowning.
"His Majesty has just gone mad! You must go and see him!" the man said anxiously.
The Empress's face changed, and she exclaimed in panic, "What did you say?! Lead the way at once!"
As they spoke, the group hurriedly walked forward.
Yang Ling stared blankly at their retreating figures, a hint of panic and helplessness in her eyes.
All he wanted to do now was get the girl to the doctor as soon as possible; he couldn't worry about anything else.
"What's your name?" Yang Ling looked down at the girl and asked.
The girl blinked, looking confused.
She thought for a moment, then said softly, "I am..."
"Ninth Prince, over here!" Just then, someone ran towards him again.
"What's wrong?" Yang Ling said, "I need to take her to get treatment first!"
The man hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "You'd better hurry over, the Emperor has gone mad again."
"Okay! Okay! I understand." Yang Ling frowned and nodded, then hugged the girl in his arms and continued walking forward.
Yang Ling looked up at the palace gate ahead and quickly quickened her pace.
"Ninth Prince! Come here quickly!" someone shouted anxiously at the palace gate.
"Oh." Yang Ling nodded and quickened her pace again.
"I am..." the girl said weakly.
"Wait here for me for a moment." Yang Ling put her on the ground, then turned and walked towards the palace.
After he left, the girl's face was as pale as snow, her forehead was covered in cold sweat, and her face was frighteningly pale.
She looked at the tightly closed door in front of her, her eyes filled with confusion and helplessness.
The rain gradually stopped, the wind stopped, and all around was silent.
"Who am I...who am I..."
The girl's weak voice echoed in the quiet street, filled with despair and confusion.
A gust of cold wind blew by, and the girl shivered from the cold.
"It's so cold...it hurts so much..."
The girl murmured in pain, her face as pale as snow.
She lowered her head and leaned weakly against the door, her clothes already stained red with blood.
The streets were muddy after the rain, with puddles and puddles on the road.
Just then, someone else walked over from a distance.
"Ninth Prince! Where have you been? What happened to you?" A guard looked at Yang Ling, who was covered in blood. He looked up and saw another guard standing not far in front of him.
Yang Ling nodded, hugged the girl in his arms tightly, and continued walking forward.
At this moment, the girl spoke again: "I am..."
"Where did you come from? What happened to you?" The guard looked at the girl whose face was as pale as snow and asked in surprise, "I've never seen you before. Whose young lady are you? What happened to you?"
The girl blinked, then lowered her eyes, lost in thought.
“She was someone the Ninth Prince picked up,” the guard quickly explained. “The Ninth Prince took pity on her and brought her back.”
The guard frowned, a hint of curiosity in his eyes: "Whose child is she? How come she's lying here all alone? I've never seen her before. Whose child is she? How come I've never seen her before? How did she end up like this?"
Yang Ling hugged the girl tightly and said softly, "She is..."