Unlimited estates for rural beauty-Chapter 556 Assassination Turns Into an Open and Legitimate Assassination (1)

Standing in place, Dugu Chen gave him a glance and then broke into a hearty laugh, "Dozens of years? I’m afraid you won’t last even three!"

Prince Fu was visibly startled, and the only remaining guard ’Zhongxin’ behind him stepped forward angrily, "Insolence."

"Do not be rude." Prince Fu’s face had already darkened as he prevented Zhongxin’s impetuosity.

Seeing this, Zhongxin had no choice but to bow his head and step back, but his eyes were still fixedly staring at the Divine Doctor.

Dugu Chen, on the contrary, stood at ease in the courtyard, glanced at Zhongxin, and then scoffed coldly at Prince Fu, "Young Master Yin didn’t come to see your master-servant loyalty; farewell."

Prince Fu watched his back for a moment and drew the sword from Zhongxin’s hand, fast, fierce, and accurately stabbing it towards Zhongxin’s heart. In Zhongxin’s astonished gaze, his eyes widened as he slowly knelt to the ground, and even in his dying breath, his eyes remained open, dying with his eyes wide open.

Prince Fu then pulled out the sword from his body and threw it on the ground, saying to the departing Divine Doctor, "Young Master Yin, are you satisfied now?"

Dugu Chen once again stopped in his tracks, half-turned, and looked back at the person who lay dead with eyes wide open, and smiled faintly, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, why bother? A small punishment would have been enough; now you’ve lost two subordinates in an instant. That truly is my fault."

At this moment, the butler was no longer shocked that Prince Fu hadn’t been poisoned; instead, he feared the prince’s retribution come autumn. If it weren’t for him bringing the Divine Doctor here, the prince’s confidant wouldn’t have died so wrongly. Glancing covertly at the prince and seeing his unchanged expression, still as calm as the wind, the butler’s heart began to pound; after serving his master for many years, he knew the calmer his face was, the more turbulent the hidden waves would be. The butler’s expression slightly drooped, as he could already foresee his own consequences. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

"Hehehe, since they’ve displeased Young Master Yin, they’ve displeased me as well. What use is there in keeping such people? Better to save their rations and feed them to the dogs instead."

Dugu Chen was slightly taken aback, then raised his hand in laughter, "Sometimes, dogs are indeed much more loyal than humans."

"Young Master Yin has come from afar; it’s not right to come and go in haste. Why not stay in the mansion for a few days so that this Prince may offer you the hospitality due a guest?" Prince Fu said with a smile, his eyes, however, were sharp as knives.

Dugu Chen nodded slightly; because of him, two of his loyal guards had died. It looked like if he didn’t stay, the prince would want to kill him. Staying was good anyway; it was a chance to see why the prince hadn’t succumbed to the poison he had administered. Pretending to be troubled, he furrowed his brows, "Since Prince Fu is so gracious, then Young Master Yin would be disrespectful to decline."

"Hahaha, Young Master Yin, please." Hearing that he would stay, Prince Fu’s originally piercing gaze softened a great deal.

Carrying his medicine chest, Dugu Chen walked past and followed Prince Fu into the house.

Once they were seated, a servant served up tea and pastries and then silently bowed and left the room, acting as if he hadn’t seen anyone from beginning to end, quietly going about his business.

"Let’s speak plainly; ever since this prince knew his days were numbered, I’ve sent people to find the Divine Doctor multiple times yet could never find you. Today though, I finally meet the legendary Divine Doctor Yin. Please give me a thorough examination, and if the poison in me can be cured, whatever you ask for, this prince will grant," he said. After finishing, his eyes intently examined the other man, hoping to see even a sliver of hope in them.

Dugu Chen contemplated for a moment and gently sipped the tea from the cup on the table to moisten his throat; his deeply furrowed brows revealed the Divine Doctor’s current predicament.