Chapter 2471: My Wife is a Pirate 01

【Currently transmitting plot memory……transmission successful!】

Jin Chen this time received the original plot, and also had a somewhat long-missing tugging headache feeling.

He opened his heavy eyelids, and what came into view was a simple yet clean room, filled with a salty sea smell.

Immediately after, the plot memory surged like a raging tide, violently striking.

The villain Fang Yun Yao, as the sole son of the current Prince Jing, the handsome little Heir Apparent known throughout the capital, yet lives each day amidst imperial power struggles.

The Emperor, wary of Prince Jing's power, actually found an excuse and sent Fang Yun Yao to the overseas Blue Country for a marriage alliance.

Fang Yun Yao's refusal was in vain; for the peace of his mother and father, he had no choice but to agree.

But unexpectedly, during the marriage alliance journey, the fleet encountered another storm at sea, was looted clean by pirates, and even his Heir Apparent identity was taken over by the pirate chief, the protagonist Bu Changji.

Bu Changji used the Heir Apparent identity to seize Prince Jing's treasure vault hidden on White Wave Sea Island, and even got engaged for life with Yue Ling, the childhood friend general who came chasing from the capital, Fang Yun Yao's.

Yue Ling later achieved merit, and the Emperor actually no longer pursued the failed marriage alliance, allowing Bu Changji, who bore Fang Yun Yao's identity, to marry Yue Ling; while the true Fang Yun Yao, branded a pirate, met a miserable death at sea, leaving no remains.

Bu Changji is the protagonist, Yue Ling is the protagonist's attack……

Jin Chen digested this distorted plotline, feeling inexplicably uneasy inside.

【Don't you think this story is a bit strange?】

【Is that so.】Ling Gun Gun, by himself, further digested the plot, 【Where is it strange?】

【Since Fang Yun Yao and Yue Ling are childhood friends, he and Bu Changji look nothing alike, how could he deceive Yue Ling?】

Jin Chen fell silent for a moment, 【You're not going to tell me that Yue Ling likes Fang Yun Yao's name and identity?】

【Hehehehe!】Ling Gun Gun hadn't figured it out yet, first rolling with laughter at the Host's cold joke.

Jin Chen hadn't waited for Ling Gun Gun's reply when he heard a howl from outside.

"Pirate ship is coming!"

"Grab your weapons! Don't let those plague gods ashore!"

Outside, sharp cries and chaotic footsteps suddenly rang out.

The fishermen's panicked shouts came from far to near.

Jin Chen jerked upright.

Pirate ship.

According to the just-received memory, Fang Yun Yao is very likely on that ship right now.

He didn't have time to ponder the plot's oddities, swiftly got out of bed, glanced around the room, and casually picked up the fish knife hanging on the door.

The blade isn't long, feels heavy in hand, and is the tool fishermen daily use to process their catch.

Jin Chen followed the panicked fishermen out of the hut, straight for the bustling shore.

The salty sea wind blew onto his face.

Sure enough, a pirate ship flying a black flag had already approached the shallows; thick ropes were thrown down, and the fierce pirates brandished their sabers, trying to force a landing.

The fishermen on shore weren't pushovers either; used to battling wind and waves, they also had a fierce streak.

They tightly gripped their fish spears, boat oars, even stones, shouting as they confronted the pirates, the clattering clashes mixing together.

Jin Chen's gaze didn't linger on those flashing blades at all.

He was anxious as burning, only thinking of that figure possibly trapped on the ship, who, according to the original plot, had been tormented for days.

Taking advantage of the chaos, he crouched low, nimbly weaving through the tangled figures, sticking to the ship's shadow, and quickly moved toward the stern.

Just at a spot washed wet by the waves, Jin Chen halted his steps.

There, a person was curled up.

The youth's frame was slender, as if just fished out of the water, his soaked clothes clinging to his body.

His complexion was unnaturally pale, his lips slightly bluish-purple, cold sweat mixed with seawater causing a few strands of black hair to stick tightly to his forehead and cheeks.

Even in such a sorry state, one could not hide the face's eerily beautiful looks.

His almond eyes' outer corners slightly lifted, nose bridge straight, jawline clear and somewhat sharp, fragile yet heart‑shaking, yet exuding an almost demonic charm.

To say he was a merperson who came ashore is no exaggeration.

Jin Chen instantly recognized that this was his wife.

He took a few steps over, crouched down, and asked, "Are you alright?"

The youth heard the voice, with effort lifted his eyelids, a hint of coldness in his pupils, merely taking him for a reckless fisherman.

However, the searing pain from the toxin, like a bone‑deep ulcer, drained all his strength.

Before he could speak, Jin Chen had already reached out and lifted him from the icy, damp ground.

Jin Chen's chest was solid and warm; through the cold, wet clothes, a steady warmth flowed, soothing Bu Changji's toxin‑induced painful spasms, feeling very warm.

"Don't be afraid,"

Jin Chen lowered his gaze at his pallid face, his voice softening a bit, "Are you a refugee they captured?"

Pirate Chief Bu Changji: "……?"

He wanted to retort, but his throat was clogged with a bloody sweetness, making the words impossible to utter.

Is this fellow's eyesight not very good?

He weakly leaned his head back, resting in Jin Chen's warm neck crook; that warmth was incredibly soothing, countering the tumultuous pain inside him.

Bu Changji gave up futile excuses, closed his eyes, and softly leaned against Jin Chen.

Might as well go with it; right now, the situation doesn't seem so bad.

Seeing him like this, Jin Chen's heart clenched, thinking he was just overly frightened and injured.

At that moment, a pirate lackey, apparently seeing someone isolated here, brandished his knife, cursing as he charged, intending to dispose of the troublesome fisherman.

Jin Chen didn't even frown, his arms steady around Bu Changji, and he lifted his leg for a clean side kick.

It can be said the force was considerable.

"Ouch!" Hai Liu didn't even see what was happening; he only felt a force strike his waist, his whole body soaring up like a torn sack, crashing hard onto the sand a few steps away, biting a mouthful of sand, thrown into disarray, seeing stars.

Hai Liu struggled to lift his head, seeing clearly the person being held by that fisherman.

Hai Liu:???

Mom! The boss was snatched away by the fisherman!

Who exactly is the pirate?! This guy's strength is too great!

Perhaps this pirate squad's purpose this time is not large-scale plunder; the conflict on the shore gradually subsided.

The pirates seemingly also didn't want to fight to the death with these poor fishermen; seeing the fishermen's fierce resistance, they ceased to engage.

After a few shouts from the leaders, the pirates began orderlyly carrying the supplies from the ship, cursing as they retreated toward the abandoned stone building at the east end of the village.

The fishermen, though angry, also knew they were no match; watching the pirates depart, they could only glumly regroup and count those they had rescued.

"Seven…… plus the one Jin Chen carried off, makes a total of eight refugees rescued."

An older fisherman wiped the sweat and blood from his face, panting as he counted the people.

"Jin Chen that brat, he moved so fast, I don't know where he scooped up a person, and just carried him straight home…"