Chapter 369: Mistaken Hand Killing

Xiao Wei did not expect Gu Cheng to actually draw a knife and thrust it toward his waist and abdomen, but he dodged with a flash.

The blade turned out to be a treasured sword that could cut iron like mud; it scraped past Xiao Wei's waist, and although it did not hit any vital point, it still pierced his flesh.

Fresh blood seeped from Xiao Wei's waist, and he instantly flared with anger, drew the sword at his side, and forcefully thrust it at the dagger in Gu Kang's hand.

Seeing that Xiao Wei was trying to put him to death, Gu Cheng hurriedly sought help from Princess Changping, who lay on the soft couch.

"Changping! Could you possibly watch your brother kill me with your eyes open?"

At this moment Princess Changping already hated him to death, especially since her own brother Xiao Wei was present.

She might have already made a concession, perhaps agreeing to marry him after hearing Gu Cheng's words.

But then Xiao Wei burst in halfway, and the hatred and humiliation in her heart far outweighed any rational consideration of the matter.

She cried out loudly, cursing Gu Cheng to die, and Gu Cheng's anxiety grew a few more points.

Gu Cheng, seeing Xiao Wei's eyes bloodshot with murderous rage, hurriedly shouted, "Your Highness, Your Highness, spare me this time."

"Now your sister has already been promised to me; how can Your Highness send your sister to Bei Di for a marriage alliance? It would be better to…"

Gu Cheng's words were not even finished when a sword thrust from the opposite direction blocked him.

Gu Cheng did not expect that Xiao Wei would not listen to his explanation at all.

At this moment Xiao Wei couldn't help but shout, "What do you Gu family think you are? How dare you even bully me like this."

"Your father caused the death of my mother empress; now you come to harm my sister, and you truly think that our Duan family still has royal blood, letting your Gu family manipulate us?"

"Today, if I, the young master, slaughter you, what can you do?"

Although Gu Cheng strained to hold on, he was nowhere near Xiao Wei's opponent.

Even if Xiao Wei were to face Xiao Yin, Xiao Wei might not be at a disadvantage in a short time.

The ever invincible Xiao Wei, the more he thought, the angrier he became, compounded by his mother's hatred, the grievances and suffocation he had endured these days, and his father's indifference; he poured all his resentment onto Gu Cheng.

The sword in Xiao Wei's hand accelerated its blade, and with a splashing sound it forcefully pierced Gu Cheng's ribs.

At this point Xiao Wei's eyes were already bloodshot with murderous rage; he turned and delivered another kick, leaving Gu Cheng's abdomen with a bloody wound.

At this moment, talking about reason or decorum is irrelevant; escaping is what matters.

Gu Cheng felt pain in his chest, ribs, and waist; fresh blood surged out instantly.

The immense pain made his eyes see stars, his vision darkened in waves; he struggled to crawl toward the doorway, but behind him Xiao Wei stabbed again, so there was a little.

I was sobbing loudly in the private box, but Princess Changping had already been terrified dumbfounded; this was her brother, killing someone for the first time in front of him, and she was so scared she couldn't even cry, her whole body trembling.

The events of today happened so quickly that he didn't even have time; he also didn't have time to think clearly about the crux, feeling as if something were controlling everything, and everyone fell into this bounded situation.

Gu Cheng only felt that the blade from behind pierced straight through him.

He collapsed onto the ground, and fresh blood gushed out even more.

He wanted to beg for mercy, but there was no time to utter the words.

Blood and water surged down his throat, his internal organs aching terribly, and Xiao Wei showed no intention of stopping.

Raising the sword in his hand, he thrust it repeatedly, each strike brutally piercing Gu Cheng's body.

Gu Cheng was quite puzzled; at that instant he recalled the scene where he had used a sword to stab his third brother Gu Huai.

Shortly after, Third Prince Xiao Wei clashed with the eldest young master Gu Cheng of the Gu Xiang Mansion in the countryside Photo Studio, and the news of an accidental killing instantly spread throughout Shang Jing.

The Gu family were completely stunned; although Xiao Wei was a prince, a prince who breaks the law is equal to a commoner, let alone stabbing someone to death in broad daylight with a sword?

Then an even more unbelievable rumor spread: Gu Cheng had delighted Princess Changping, and they were making love in the countryside Photo Studio, completely disregarding Emperor Longqing's imperial edict; Emperor Longqing was furious and ordered Xiao Wei and his companions to be seized back to the palace city for personal trial.

At this moment Gu Shijie was still lying in the arms of his new wife Xin Xiuyu, eating fruit.

Xin Xiuyu fed her husband while not delaying her scolding.

Gu Kang is no good; he even forgets his ancestors, refusing even his own father.

Little did they know, while the scolding was in full swing, a deadly piece of news arrived from the palace, and his tea cup in hand instantly shattered on the ground.

While hoping that Gu Da Ye's misfortune would affect Xin Xiuyu, upon hearing the news her first impression was not delight but terror.

Recently the Gu family has been plagued by bad luck.

She now sees that the Gu family's misfortune brings her no benefit.

It's all because of those scoundrels born by Lin Qingxue, who gradually dragged the Gu family to this disgraceful state.

At this moment, as one wave subsided, another gossip began.

The Gu family's patriarch was actually killed alive by the Third Prince inside the palace.

In such a situation, food offers an inexplicable, hard-to-describe comfort.

Gu Shijie stood up dazedly, then instinctively staggered forward a few steps, grabbed the doorframe, and his whole face instantly turned pallid.

He stared incredulously at the bright blue, hazy sky outside, saying, "How could... how could...?"

Yes, he was the eldest son's heir, but Gu Sheng, this child, was the one he held in his arms, cherished, and carefully raised.

Now being told to die and actually dying is something unprecedented in the world of stories.

How could it be that in recent days the eldest son quarreled with him, moved to a separate courtyard, and never returned home?

That brief separation of only a few days turned out to be a life-and-death parting.

It wasn't sister freezing to death; she burst into tears.

Though he was cold-blooded, he had truly nurtured this son with care; not wanting such an end, tears streamed down his cheeks and he wept loudly.

He ignored everything and ran forward; Xin Xiuyu blindly chased after him, saying, "Put on clothes, don't catch a chill."

At this moment Gu Shijie staggered forward, and as soon as he reached the front hall, the steward had already taken several people to the Photo Studio and brought Gu Cheng's corpse back.

The corpse was placed on an ox cart, covered with a plain white cloth that bore thin streaks of blood spreading down its back.

Gu Shijie's eyes welled with a sudden pang of shame as he fell to the ground; the surrounding Prince of Pucheng rushed over and helped him up from the icy floor.

"Shangshu! Shangshu!" The new wife hurried over to help Gu Shijie, but Gu Shijie shoved her aside, causing her to stumble.

Gu Shijie staggered to the side of the ox cart, his hands trembling uncontrollably.

Even though the distance was within arm's reach, he couldn't bring himself to lower that pale, trembling finger; he finally placed his finger on the white cloth, gripped it tightly, and lifted it up.