Chapter 114 He hugged her tightly!

Wu Yang raised his hand to signal, and soon the cavalry behind him slowed down. Pei Yanzhi looked around, but there was no one in the empty house.

He gasped for breath, a nameless burning and dull pain stuck in his throat, and his face was ashen.

Just as he was about to speak, a very faint cough came from the innermost part of the room—

Looking at the young woman's thin clothing, Chunzhi's voice was filled with unconcealed heartache as she scolded, "How can a young woman with a fever stay in such a damp place for long?"

It turned out that after passing through the open ground, there was a hidden dark room inside, which contained only a narrow couch and was used to store valuable gold and silver.

Ji Shu sat on the couch, her face pale, and smiled gently at Chunzhi. "There's not even a decent thing in this room, yet you're in such a hurry to lock us up here. Zhi'er, tell me what's happening outside?"

Chunzhi's face lit up with joy: "Could it be that the Marquis has arrived?"

Ji Shu lowered her eyes to look at the medicine in the bowl, remaining silent. Today was the fourth day, and she still didn't know if the person who came was him.

When she first arrived in Yanzhou, she was extremely resistant to this person, both physically and mentally. But now she clearly realized how much she hoped that the person who came was him.

She murmured to herself, "I hope so—"

As soon as she finished speaking, the door at the entrance collapsed with a crash, startling Ji Shu so much that she spilled the medicine in her hand.

With a frown, she slowly looked over and saw the group of people at the head of the group walk in.

He's here!

The leading man was tall and imposing, dressed in dark black robes. Beneath his jade crown, he could not hide his haggard appearance, and stubble had sprouted on his chin.

Ji Shu had never seen him in such a disheveled state before. No matter the time, he always had an aloof and unapproachable demeanor.

Pei Yanzhi stepped into the small room, his hawk-like eyes immediately locking onto the person on the bed, the one he had been longing for day and night.

He could no longer control himself and rushed forward to pull her into his arms.

"It's good that you're alright, Shu'er..."

Ji Shu was quietly held in his arms, listening to the rapid "thump thump thump" of his heartbeat.

He was holding her so tightly she could hardly breathe, and she couldn't help but pound his back, mumbling, "I'm about to... not be able to breathe."

Pei Yanzhi hurriedly let go, and gently raised his fingertips to stroke her face, only to be surprised to find that her plump cheeks, which she had worked so hard to cultivate, had become thinner again.

Looking at the medicine placed beside the bed, he suddenly asked in a deep voice, "Still have a fever?" As he spoke, he placed his palm on her forehead and saw that it was warm. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

When Chunzhi saw that Lord Junhou had finally come looking for her, she was overjoyed. With tears welling up in her eyes, she said, "Lord Junhou, you don't know, my wife had a fever for two days and only today did she start to feel a little better."

"It's all because of that damned Wei Ziming!"

Pei Yanzhi was furious, but seeing Ji Shu looking as if a gust of wind could blow her away, he said with heartache, "I'll take you out first."

He lifted her up from the couch in one swift motion, and Ji Shu naturally wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her head in his chest.

Feeling her soft body pressed tightly against him, he felt both tenderness and burning anger, wishing he could tear Wei Ziming to pieces.

Stepping out of the dark room, the sudden light made Ji Shu flinch uncomfortably, and the hands around his neck tightened even more, sensing her discomfort.

He lowered his gaze slightly and called to Chunzhi: "Bring the handkerchief and cover the young lady's face with it."

Chunzhi hurriedly took out a handkerchief from her sleeve and used it to firmly protect Ji Shu's eyes.

And so, the group that went in did the same thing, but the woman that Yan Hou was holding left everyone looking at each other in bewilderment.

The woman was dressed in a plain-colored dress, and her face was covered with an ordinary silk handkerchief, as thin as a cicada's wing.

Wei Heng's eyes widened in disbelief. The handkerchief did not completely cover her facial features, only revealing her chin and the tip of her nose, just a slight profile.

Yet, for some inexplicable reason, it looked familiar; she was sure she had seen it somewhere before!

When Wei Ziming saw the person, he staggered and almost fell down. Pei Yanzhi glanced at him coldly and hugged the person in his arms even tighter.

His thin lips parted slightly, his eyes deep and unfathomable: "Now that I have found him, I wonder if Lord Wei could give me an explanation?"

At this moment, Duke Wei was so shocked that his eyes widened. He stared at his son with a mixture of shock and anger. This was the woman of the Marquis of Yan. How dare you? How dare you!

Although he didn't say it aloud, his expression revealed it.

Suppressing his panic, Lord Wei lifted his robe and knelt down: "I have failed in managing my household, allowing my son to commit such a transgression. He deserves to die a thousand deaths. I beg Your Majesty to consider the marriage agreement between the Wei and Pei families and grant him leniency."

"I will immediately strip this rebellious son of his title, and from this day forward he shall never inherit it!"

Old Madam Wei cried out urgently, "My Lord, you mustn't! He's the only son left in the Wei family. If he can't inherit the mantle tomorrow, how will the Wei family's century-old legacy continue!"

Pei Yanzhi sneered and took a few steps forward, forcing Old Madam Wei to retreat several steps.

"Do you two think that simply stripping my princess of her title is enough to atone for the crime of forcibly abducting her for several days?"

Wei Ziming's eyes were bloodshot as he gritted his teeth and said, "May I ask, Marquis Yan, how can you be so sure that I forcibly abducted her, and not that your future queen has changed her mind and insists on going with me?"

Ji Shu froze, clearly furious.

Chunzhi, standing to the side, cursed loudly, "Bullshit! My wife has never even looked at you properly. It was you who repeatedly tried to win us over and were rejected, so you set a trap and tricked us into coming here."

Wei Ziming's gaze was fixed on the person in Yan Hou's arms. Looking at the large hand in front of him, he felt extremely resentful. If it weren't for Ying'er's betrayal...

How could this be? How could this be!

In a few days, she should have belonged to him.

Pei Yanzhi was even more furious upon hearing this. Seeing that he still dared to covet her gaze, she immediately kicked him horizontally.

"presumptuous!"

The handkerchief covering Ji Shu's face fell off with a thud, and everyone was able to see the woman's true face.

Wei Heng gasped upon seeing it, her face filled with shock. How could it be her?

She murmured in a trembling voice, "How could this be? Wasn't she with Xingjian? No..." After whispering, she stared intently at Ji Shu's face.

Seeing everyone's eyes on her, she gently leaned close to his ear and said, "Put me down, my legs are numb."

Upon hearing this, Pei Yanzhi's expression relaxed slightly. He looked around at everyone and carefully placed her on a round-backed chair to the side.

He knelt on one knee and asked softly, "Should we have Wu Yang send it back first? We're probably too busy here to finish in a short time. I'll go back to Yongning Lane after I've dealt with this."

Whether it's a lingering effect or not, Ji Shu is now afraid to be alone; she always needs someone by her side.

Moreover, she was even more eager to see what kind of end Wei Ziming would suffer.

He shook his head slightly under the shocked gazes of the crowd.