108 Chapter 108

"Are you sure you want to bring up another man at this moment?"

When Nan Mingzhao returned to his hotel that night, he was already drunk. He leaned back on the couch and closed his eyes. The cold figure at the banquet just now appeared before his eyes.

After a while, he ordered in a hoarse voice: "Go and call Feng Yao over to me."

After a while, a woman in a plain white dress came over.

If someone from the Fuguo Mansion was here, they might have discovered that the weak girl of eighteen or nineteen years old in front of the Fifth Prince of Nanyi Kingdom was about five or six points similar to Concubine Jin in their mansion.

Nan Mingzhao closed his eyes and rubbed his forehead. All he could see was the cold-faced princess's every frown and smile. No matter how tender and delicate she was six years ago or how beautiful she was now, it made his breathing heavier and his waist tighten slightly.

He raised his eyes, looked at the weak girl in front of him, and opened his thin lips slightly.

"Take it off."

The girl naturally knew what he was going to do next. She didn't dare to disobey, so she immediately untied her dress tremblingly.

But Nan Mingzhao couldn't even wait for the dress to fall apart. He simply stood up and walked forward, reaching out to tear the precious fabric apart.

A moment later, heavy breathing and faint crying were heard in the room.

**

At this moment, in the Fenghe Courtyard of the Duke of Fuguo’s Mansion.

At night, all the candles were extinguished, and only the moonlight seeped in through the window lattice, but it could not dispel the darkness inside the bed.

Wei Che was halfway through his action when he suddenly got out of bed, turned on a dim light, and then got back up.

Xu Qinghe raised her hands to cover her eyes. Her cheeks were already flushed, her eyelashes slightly wet, and her voice choked slightly: "You... why did you light the lamp?"

He didn't respond, but instead raised his hand and held one of her legs and put it on his shoulder, allowing Xu Qinghe to clearly see a tooth mark left on her calf.

"Let me try you."

He suddenly moved closer, holding her slender ankle, his red eyes fixed on hers, not allowing her to escape.

"Interrogation...what?" She raised her head impatiently, and her freed hands clenched the soft pillow under her head.

Wei Che freed his other hand, touched her, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Have you ever met Nan Mingzhao before?"

"Um……"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud noise in the tent, mixed with the man's angry voice.

"When? Where? Why didn't you tell me?"

She squinted her eyes and looked at the swaying tent ceiling, the sound of water and questioning rang in her ears.

"Xu Qinghe, speak."

"Are you sure...you want to ask me about my relationship with another man...at a time like this?"

Wei Che clenched his back teeth and uttered the word "yes" after a long while.

But Xu Qinghe didn't want to say anything. She turned her head to one side and bit her lips tightly, as if she was angry with him and refused to say another word.

The sweet moans that had been lingering in my ears for several days suddenly stopped today.

Wei Che watched as the corners of her lips slightly shrunk, the water droplets on her eyelashes condensed into beads and slowly rolled down the corners of her eyes, falling into her hair that had already been wet with sweat.

He was stunned for a moment, then quickly put her legs down, leaned over and kissed the water droplets at the corners of her eyes, his heart filled with unprecedented panic.

"I'm sorry, Qinghe, I was wrong, I'm such a jerk, don't cry."

She had been indulging him too much these days, making him forget that this girl was the one who cared the most about her reputation. How could she tolerate this kind of "interrogation"?

Wei Che regretted it so much that he didn't dare to move even though he was being strangled to death. He just kissed her cheek gently and kept saying sorry.

The pride in her heart didn't let Xu Qinghe cry because of this. After she suppressed the sob in her throat, she raised her leg and kicked him.

"Get out."

"Oh, okay."

Wei Che quickly stepped back as he was told. The embarrassing sound fell into the ears of the two men, and no one had the heart to blush again.

He hugged her from behind, lowered his head and kissed her snow-white and smooth neck tenderly.

"I'm sorry."

He spoke again, but the person in his arms ignored him, so he asked again: "Are you feeling uncomfortable now? Do you want me to use my mouth——"

"Shut up."

Xu Qinghe kicked back and said coldly.

Wei Che didn't dare to speak again and wrapped the two of them tightly with the brocade quilt. Since she didn't say she wanted to take a bath, he didn't dare to make any decisions on his own. He waited until he heard the steady breathing of the person in his arms before he extinguished the candle with his palm.

For several days afterwards, the girl never treated him kindly.

Wei Che knew he was in the wrong, so he served her humbly every day, but she never appreciated his kindness, which made him sweat anxiously in the cold winter.

Fu Zongying scoffed, "Don't you have important things to do? Do you think you can get things straight by always staying in front of a woman? Besides, it seems to me that she clearly dislikes you, so why are you still rushing over to her?"

"What do you know?"

Wei Che glared at him and said, "She needs to be coaxed when she's angry. If she can't be coaxed, I'll be in trouble."

Fu Zongying curled her lips: "I don't think you will have a good time now."

That being said, Wei Che still had his work cut out.

Under the name of Wei Che, he had already figured out the personality of his former enemy as an adult during his contacts with the delegation.

On October 13th, the sky was clear and the air was fresh. A bright golden crow hung in the sky, and the warm sunshine shone on the earth, finally bringing a touch of warmth to the cold early winter.

The princess, who had been suffering from the unfamiliar climate for many days, finally recovered. She dressed up formally and received the decree from Emperor Yongshun to appoint her as a concubine.

At the same time, at the court meeting, Nan Mingzhao reached an alliance with Emperor Yongshun on behalf of the Emperor of Nanyi Kingdom. The two sides demarcated the border and declared a truce from then on.

In order to entertain the envoys from the Nanyi Kingdom, Emperor Yongshun set up numerous banquets. During the banquets, an envoy from the Nanyi Kingdom suddenly proposed that the warriors of the two countries compete to see who is better.

The officials of Daying looked at each other in confusion.

It is an indisputable fact that the military power of Da Ling has declined. Since the death of Prince Nannan and his wife in battle and the extermination of Xie Huaiyuan's family, there is only the battle-hardened Wei Yiqun and the martial arts-superior son-in-law Qi Sheng who commands the imperial guards left in the entire court. The rest are good at arranging troops and formations, but not very outstanding in terms of military strength.

But now, the warriors who came with the delegation from Nanyi Kingdom are all young people. It is naturally not easy for Wei Yiqun to show up and bully the young, and there are even fewer people who can be used.

However, the envoy from Nanyi Kingdom was firm in his attitude, so the competition was finally decided.

A few days later, the sun was still shining brightly, and all the officials gathered at the royal martial arts arena. The more prominent officials even brought their families, waiting together in the tents for the competition to begin.

The hand warmer in Xu Qinghe's hand had already grown warm. Wei Che was clearly about to leave, but after noticing it, he personally replaced it for her. Before leaving, he specifically warned her, "Nan Mingzhao is a lecher. He hasn't changed in all these years. You are not allowed to meet him privately again in the future."

Xu Qinghe stroked the hand warmer and responded indifferently.

Wei Che then realized that his tone might be a little too harsh, so he quickly softened his tone and said, "What I mean is, if you want to find him, send someone to let me know. I'll go with you. That way it's safer, okay?"

After so many days, the girl's anger has finally calmed down a little, but we can't provoke her again at this time.

not to mention……

What he was going to do next would probably make her even more upset.

Xu Qinghe found it funny that he was so cautious.

In fact, most of the anger in her heart had dissipated during the few days when he was humble, but she wanted to save face and insisted that Wei Che remember this lesson.

I have to let him know that if he asks random and irrelevant questions again when doing those things, he will just sleep on his couch from now on.

Wei Che didn't get a good response, but he still smiled. After reminding her a few more times not to catch a cold, he walked out of the tent.

As a gong sounded, a warrior from the Nanyi Kingdom flew onto the stage and shouted, "Who wants to fight?"

Qi Sheng glanced at his subordinates in the imperial guards, and someone immediately went up to fight.

At first, the two fought hard, and seemed to be evenly matched. The civil officials thought it was great. It seemed that under the reforms led by Commander Qi, the strength of the imperial guards could not be underestimated.

However, only a few generals could see that the two people on the stage had clearly decided the winner, but the man from Nanyi Kingdom was just trying to tease them and was reluctant to use his full strength.

Wei Che walked past the group of civil servants and approached Qi Sheng, asking him in a low voice, "What is this person's rank in the Imperial Guard?"

Ever since he left the Imperial Guards on the pretext of being injured in a martial arts competition, Qi Sheng had no further involvement with the Prince of Fuguo's Mansion, but the women of both sides had a very close relationship.

His expression remained unchanged as he replied, "Above average."

Wei Che asked again, "How many of the best are there?"

Qi Sheng glanced at the imperial guards, his face darkening slightly, "No more than three or five."

Wei Che nodded, and after a moment's thought, he added, "Looking at their stance, you won't be able to escape today. Those on the other side, except Nan Mingzhao, are no match for you. But there's one thing: the people of Nanyi Kingdom like to play dirty tricks, so Commander Qi needs to be extra careful."

He turned around and glanced into the tent of the Prince of Fuguo's Mansion. The girl was indeed no longer there. Then he moved his gaze to the royal tent and saw the pair of sisters looking at the arena with serious expressions, their hands tightly clasped together, as if they were cheering each other on.

"Otherwise, if you get hurt, it will be Princess Jing'an who will feel bad."

Qi Sheng subconsciously looked into the tent and met Jing'an's worried eyes.

He immediately curled his lips and gave her a look that told her not to worry.

As the two men were talking, the two men on the stage were no longer as inseparable as before. The warrior from Nanyi Kingdom struck hard and kicked the soldier from the imperial guards off the stage.

"Who else is coming?"

Qi Sheng glanced at the imperial guards again, and immediately someone was ordered to come on stage.

Wei Che: "What's this person's level?"

Qi Sheng: "Go ahead."

This man from the Imperial Guard naturally had some strength, but after just a few dozen moves, the warrior from Nanyi Kingdom was knocked off the stage.

But there was no joy on Wei Che's face. They knew that they should send some middle-level and upper-level people to test the situation at the beginning, and the people in Nanyi Kingdom might not be unaware of it.

Look, the new one was much more difficult to deal with. After several struggles, he was beaten down by the people from Daying Dynasty.

Two hours later, the sun had passed the center and gradually moved westward. It was already past lunch time, but in front of the honor of family and country, no one cared about a bite or two of food, and only stared intently at the arena.

During this period, both sides won and lost alternately. Da Ling's side has replaced more than a dozen people, while Nan Yi Kingdom has only replaced four or five.

By the end of the replacements, some experienced young generals had been defeated one after another. With the fall of the last superior of the imperial guards, there was almost no one left on Da Ling's side.

Qi Sheng took a deep breath and finally flew onto the stage.

He had learned some self-defense skills since he was young, and later he became a disciple of a retired famous general. He practiced martial arts diligently and his skills were extraordinary. With just a few moves, he knocked down the Nanyi warriors who had just knocked down several Da Ling people. Then he knocked down several masters of Nanyi in a row, which made the officials excited and applauded.

Nan Mingzhao raised his eyebrows, glanced at the sky, and gave up the idea of ​​letting his men go up one by one. He only let the strongest one go up.

Wei Che's heart suddenly tightened. He knew this man and had fought against him on the battlefield before. If he hadn't used a secret method to remove the scars on his body, he should still have a scar on his waist left by this man.

This man was very skilled. Qi Sheng noticed it in the first few moves of their fight, so he was always on guard.

When the two were fighting at a critical moment, the other party attacked with a palm. He subconsciously tried to block it, but was suddenly stabbed by something sharp.

Before Qi Sheng could react, and before anyone else could figure out what was going on, Wei Che, who had already returned to the civil service camp, shouted, "Tsk, what's going on? This warrior from Nanyi State seems to be hiding something."

In the eyes of Emperor Yongshun, Qi Sheng was his only hope today. Seeing that he looked worried, he immediately ordered his personal physician to come up and treat him.

"Your Majesty, the warrior has a poison needle in his hand. Commander Qi has been struck. I'm afraid he can't use force today."

Seeing victory in sight, something like this suddenly happened. Emperor Yongshun was naturally unhappy. He said to Nan Mingzhao with a forced smile, "I didn't expect that your generals would have such tricks."

Nan Mingzhao deliberately took this as a compliment, smiling and bowing, "Warfare is the art of deception. The situation on the battlefield is ever-changing, so any means must be employed. Daling is a country governed by culture, so it's normal that it's not good at using force. Your Majesty, I will yield to you."

"It's too early for the Fifth Prince to say the word 'acceptance'."

Inside the tent, Xu Qinghe was still trying to comfort the worried Jing'an. When he heard the familiar voice, he felt something was wrong and immediately looked towards the ring.

The man who was just leisurely walking around was on the stage in the blink of an eye.

He stood against the light, his crimson official robe fluttering in the wind, shielding the group of worried Da Ling people behind him.

Just like back then.