Chapter 84: Black Armor, do you want to cry and beg for mercy again?

Feiyun burst into tears and was choked with sobs, almost unable to breathe.

Seeing her like this, Shen Xingwan felt so distressed that he quickly stood up, walked to the table, poured a cup of warm tea, then turned back and gently handed it to her.

"Have some tea first and relax."

Shen Xingwan patted her back gently and soothed her softly, "Speak slowly, don't be impatient."

Feiyun's fingers trembled slightly as she took the teacup, took a sip of the warm tea, and tried to calm herself down.

Her breathing gradually became steady and her emotions calmed down a little. Then she put down the cup and spoke with sobs.

"Miss, I..."

"When I was forcibly captured by the prince's attendants, they did not allow me to struggle at all. I cried and protested desperately, but they simply slapped me on the back of the neck. My eyes went dark and I passed out..."

Shen Xingwan's eyes darkened and her fingertips curled slightly.

Feiyun pursed her lips and continued, "When I woke up again, I found myself thrown into a remote warehouse in the East Palace. Although my hands and feet were not tied, the doors and windows were closed tightly, with no gaps at all."

"I was extremely anxious at the time. I vaguely heard the sound of fighting outside, and I was extremely scared. I was afraid that something had happened to you, Miss..."

When she said this, her eyes turned red, she bit her lips, and her voice trembled slightly.

Shen Xingwan held her hand and patted the back of her hand soothingly.

"Don't be afraid, it's all over."

Feiyun nodded and took a deep breath.

"I desperately tried to escape, banging and kicking the door, but the door was locked tightly and could not be moved at all."

"I had to think of another way. I searched around the warehouse like a headless fly, trying to find something handy to pry open the door lock..."

Her expression suddenly became a little strange, and her tone paused unconsciously, as if she was very hesitant.

Shen Xingwan keenly noticed her abnormality.

She frowned and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong? Did you find something?"

Feiyun looked up at her, then looked at Yan Jinghuan standing beside him, as if he was considering his words. After a moment, he lowered his voice and said, "Miss, when I was rummaging in the warehouse, I accidentally found a box of black armor!"

Black armor?

Shen Xingwan's heart skipped a beat, and his face darkened instantly: "You found a box of black armor?"

Yan Jinghuan also frowned suddenly, his eyes were as cold as a pond, and he suddenly looked at Feiyun, his eyes so sharp that they almost pierced into her heart.

"Did you see it clearly?" Shen Xingwan asked.

Feiyun calmed himself down and nodded seriously.

"Miss, I saw it clearly and I will never make a mistake!"

"Those armors are not brand new, but slightly damaged. They were pressed to the bottom of the box. They were obviously hidden there deliberately for fear of being discovered."

She took a deep breath and continued, "The styles and workmanship of those armor pieces are the armor that only the orthodox black armored guards of the Wei Kingdom are equipped with."

"More importantly..." Feiyun hesitated, "I have seen the same black armor before."

Shen Xingwan's eyes trembled: "Have you seen it?"

"Um."

Feiyun nodded vigorously, his expression extremely serious.

"Young Master Yun Chao used to be a personal guard. One day when he returned home from his day off, he also wore a set of black armor."

"His armor was a little damaged at the time, and I helped clean and put it away myself."

Feiyun frowned and thought for a while, "I remember clearly that there were several loose parts on those armor plates, and I sewed them up piece by piece to reinforce them...Miss, I won't make a mistake! That is definitely the armor of the Black Armor Army!"

Shen Xingwan's heart suddenly sank.

She clenched her fingers slowly, and her palms felt cold.

She raised her eyes and exchanged glances with Yan Jinghuan; both of them had extremely heavy expressions.

Black Armor Army!

That was the highest-level imperial guard in the Wei army, led by the emperor himself and answering only to the emperor, symbolizing the supreme imperial power.

In the entire Wei State, except the emperor, no one is allowed to have anything to do with the Black Armor Army, otherwise it would be a crime of usurping the throne and a sign of treason!

But now, the Black Armor Army’s equipment is hidden in Wei Zilin’s East Palace!

what does that mean......

Shen Xingwan hardly dared to think too deeply about it.

Her heart was pounding, her chest was tightening, and a chill ran from her spine to her limbs, even to her fingertips.

Yan Jinghuan's face also looked extremely ugly.

His hands slowly clenched into fists, his knuckles turned white, his eyes were dark and deep, his brows were furrowed, and he seemed to be thinking about something.

Wei Zilin was no longer content with his position as Crown Prince and had begun to get involved in the Emperor's personal soldiers...

If this is true...

The air seemed to be stagnant, with only the candle flame flickering slightly in the room.

Shen Xingwan's heart beat faster and faster, and the originally weak heartbeat was almost audible in the dead silence.

Seeing that the two had been silent for a long time, Feiyun could not help but ask cautiously: "Miss, Your Majesty... these black-armored soldiers..."

Shen Xingwan suddenly grabbed Feiyun's hand and said, "This matter must not be known to anyone else."

Yan Jinghuan nodded slightly, "There must be black-armored soldiers hiding in Wei Zilin's mansion."

"If the Emperor of Wei finds out about this, Wei Zilin will probably be deposed immediately. But... since he has already colluded with the Black Armor Army, he will definitely not sit still and wait for death."

Shen Xingwan frowned, "Wei Zilin is very scheming. If he dares to hide even the Black Armored Army, then it means..."

"It is very likely that he has been planning for many years and has grown strong. If the emperor dies and he cannot succeed to the throne smoothly, he will definitely force the emperor to abdicate and seize the throne!"

Yan Jinghuan nodded, his voice cold: "The situation is obviously more serious than I thought. I have to go and find out his bottom line myself."

Shen Xingwan lowered her eyes and clenched her fingertips tightly.

The atmosphere became increasingly heavy. The cool night breeze blew through the window lattice, rolling the candlelight and shining on her cold face.

This night was almost sleepless.

The morning light was just breaking, and the sky was just beginning to show a faint paleness.

Outside the window lattice, the drooping branches of flowers are hidden in the morning mist, seeming to be there and not there. The leaves of the sycamore trees in the courtyard are swaying slightly, and dewdrops are slowly sliding down the branches and leaves, sparkling in the morning light.

The hibiscus tent was filled with the remaining warmth from last night. The gauze curtains were gently fluttering in the wind, and the gold embroidery threads were faintly glowing with a soft luster.

Shen Xingwan was still sleeping, but Yan Jinghuan had already woken up.

He rested one hand behind his head and held Shen Xingwan's slender waist with the other hand, quietly gazing at the person sleeping soundly in his arms.

She curled up in his arms, sleeping soundly, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, her eyebrows and eyes soft, her fair cheeks with a slight blush, her lips slightly pouted, as if she was a little dissatisfied, or as if she was mumbling something in her dream.

The morning light filtered through the window lattice and fell on the intertwined figures of the two people, as if it had also coated them with a layer of soft golden light, warm and peaceful.

Yan Jing's eyes were full of tenderness, and his fingertips gently stroked Shen Xingwan's hair.

The person in his arms moved slightly.

Shen Xingwan woke up slowly, her eyelashes trembling slightly, as if she had not yet fully recovered from her dream.

She subconsciously rubbed his chest, her soft hair brushing against his skin, making his heart tremble slightly.

She slowly opened her eyes, and what she saw was his deep and lingering eyes.

Her heart suddenly skipped a beat, and her face immediately turned red with shame. She quickly pulled the quilt over her and buried herself in it, muffledly saying, "You...what are you looking at..."

Yan Jinghuan chuckled, his voice hoarse from having just woken up.

"Look at you."

Shen Xingwan was so embarrassed by his straightforward words that she hid under the quilt and refused to show her head.

After a while, she felt suffocated and could only quietly pull back a corner of the quilt, revealing a pair of bright eyes that stared at him shyly and dissatisfiedly.

Yan Jinghuan didn't say anything either, just looked at her quietly.

The look in her eyes was so gentle that it seemed as if water could drip out of it, and it seemed as if I could never get enough of looking at her.

Shen Xingwan's heart beat faster and faster as he stared at her like this. Just as she was about to say something to scold him, he leaned over and lowered his head, giving her a light kiss on the forehead.

This kiss seemed to carry the warmth of the morning light, falling on her skin and into her heart.

Shen Xingwan was stunned for a moment, then she curved her eyes and shyly snuggled into his arms, rubbing softly against his chest like a coquettish little animal.

She accidentally caused a fire by doing this.

Yan Jinghuan's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and his eyes darkened instantly.

He sighed softly, tightened his arms, held her in his arms, and whispered hoarsely: "Don't move."

Shen Xingwan refused to listen.

The more he said this, the more restlessly she twisted and turned, unaware that her movements were a fatal torture to Yan Jinghuan.

Yan Jinghuan's patience was almost exhausted.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, leaned over and whispered in her ear: "Be more restless... Do you want to cry and beg for mercy again?"

Shen Xingwan's whole body stiffened, and she instantly became quiet. She curled up in his arms, not daring to move, as obedient as a little quail, and pitifully quiet.

Yan Jinghuan burst out laughing.

His eyes were full of doting. He lowered his head and gently kissed the top of her head, as if to comfort her, but also as if to restrain her.

After a moment, he slowly let her go, took a deep breath, suppressed the surging tide of emotions, then stood up to wash and change clothes.

Shen Xingwan huddled in the quilt, her cheeks still flushed.

Her eyes moved, quietly watching Yan Jinghuan's every move.

He stood in front of the mirror, casually tied up his long hair, revealing his resolute and sharp profile, broad shoulders and narrow waist, tall and straight figure, and every movement showed his noble temperament.

Shen Xingwan was slightly distracted as she watched, her fingertips quietly clenching the corner of the quilt.

Yan Jinghuan raised the corners of his lips slightly, glimpsed her little movements through the bronze mirror, raised his eyebrows, and simply let her look at him to her heart's content. He didn't even rush to fasten his collar, leaving a corner of his sturdy chest exposed, looking casual and unrestrained.

Shen Xingwan realized his deliberate act and was immediately embarrassed. She quickly looked away and pretended she saw nothing.

Yan Jinghuan couldn't help laughing at his little look of trying to hide his mistake.

He leisurely fastened the buttons of his collar, and before going out, he took a memorial from the kneeling secret guard outside the door, turned around and strode to Shen Xingwan's bed, and gently placed the memorial next to her pillow.

Shen Xingwan turned around and looked at him in confusion. He took the letter in shock and raised his eyes to ask, "What is this?"

Yan Jinghuan didn't answer, but raised his eyebrows to signal her to open it and take a look.

Shen Xingwan lowered his eyes, raised his arm slightly, and slowly unfolded the letter, and what he saw were lines of densely packed handwriting.

She frowned slightly, looked carefully, and her pupils suddenly shrank.

It turned out to be an extremely detailed list!

She suddenly looked up and looked at Yan Jinghuan in shock.