Chapter 63 Assassination
"No need to ask, I believe what I see with my own eyes is the truth!"
When Chen Er and Li Kui saw that Cheng Weiyao's momentum had weakened, they immediately became arrogant. They knew without a doubt that Cheng Weiyao must have been getting along well with these herdsmen these days. If they really asked, it would be strange if they didn't cover up for each other!
Cheng Weiyao's consciousness moved, and a thin knife appeared in her hand hidden under her sleeve. She looked at the two approaching officers in front of her with vigilance, just to be prepared for any eventuality.
Before the officers could take any further action, they heard a burst of rapid horse hooves. Chen Er and Li Kui turned around and saw the horse's raised front legs. Their faces changed drastically and they rolled to the side.
"Wen Chengyun! Are you planning to murder an official?!"
Chen Er got up from the ground in a rage, watching the man who had just dismounted rush forward in a fit of rage, intending to point at Wen Chengyun's nose and curse him.
"I'm sorry, I didn't brake. The animal just couldn't be controlled."
Wen Chengyun raised his eyes nonchalantly, and his sharp and cold eyes made Chen Er's raised fingertips tremble and fall down.
"It's okay. Be careful next time. That's the situation. We've already informed the people at Prince Qingping's Mansion. If you have any questions, just ask your sister and mother. We'll take our leave now... No need to see you off..."
He and Li Kui looked at each other and both planned to avoid the attack. After repeated bloody lessons, Wen Chengyun's fighting ability has been fully certified, so it is better to avoid a head-on conflict with Wen Chengyun.
Cheng Weiyao, who was waiting to watch the show, secretly gave a thumbs up in her heart. Her cheap husband was good at talking. Every word he said was full of double entendres, and his scolding was great!
"Is the lady injured?"
As soon as the officers left, Wen Chengyun's expression returned to its usual gentle and jade-like appearance, changing seamlessly.
Cheng Weiyao shook her head and took the initiative to report to Wen Chengyun that she was safe and that everyone in her family was fine. It was just that the official's request to hurry on their journey was indeed a bit sudden. However, in order not to delay the team's journey, the family took the initiative to start packing their luggage.
"We've lived here for so long, it's hard to see you go so suddenly. Tarrou's father and Uncle Som have made some goat's milk wine. Let's drink it together tonight as a farewell to you and your family..."
Not long after, Tarrou's mother came to visit, her words full of regret and reluctance, and Tarrou, who followed behind her, had red eyes.
Wen Chengyun was being dragged along by Uncle Som and Taru's father for a drink, while Wen Liyu and Imperial Concubine were actually a bit tipsy after drinking some goat's milk wine! Cheng Weiyao could only helplessly help them back to the tent to rest.
After coming out, he lay on the soft grass on the plain around the campfire, looking at the stars in the sky, thinking about how to be a hands-off boss. Tarrou was talking to Wen Chengming in a low voice beside him.
"Where are you going? When I grow up and leave the plains, I will come to play with you. Don't forget me then..."
"I don't know either. It seems to be a small border town? Don't be such a sissy. There's a saying that goes, 'If you're destined to meet, you'll meet...'"
The friendship of young people is really touching. Cheng Wei Yao was a little touched and fell asleep in a daze. When she woke up, it was already late at night. She opened the curtains and a gust of night wind blew in, waking her from her sleepiness.
The night was silent except for the faint sound of fists and feet rubbing against each other. Cheng Weiyao thought it was the sound of the wind at first, but when she listened carefully, she felt something was wrong. She tiptoed and crouched down, moving towards the direction of the sound.
There were many broad grasslands on the plains. Wen Chengyun's white clothes looked particularly eye-catching, forming a sharp contrast with the black-clad man who had escaped into the darkness.
They faced each other's palms, and each was shocked by the other's internal force and took a step back, with deep fear in their eyes.
Cheng Weiyao was so frightened that she covered her mouth and dared not make a sound. If she was caught in such a situation, she would definitely become Wen Chengyun's weak spot.
Seeing that the fists and kicks were evenly matched, the man in black turned over his palm, and a dagger suddenly appeared. The blade of the dagger was slender at the end, and the blade was shining coldly. The most important thing was that it could be extended from between the fingers and it was impossible to defend against it.
"Sinister villain..."
Wen Chengyun had previously clashed with the officers, mostly on guard against long swords. The black-clad man's attack caught him off guard, leaving a gash on his shoulder, staining his white shirt with blood. He grabbed the hand on his shoulder with his backhand and pulled it closer.
A trace of panic flashed in the eyes of the man in black, and his other hand hurriedly pressed down the black cloth covering his face, and his chest was exposed.
Wen Chengyun seized this loophole, gathered his true energy and slapped the black-clothed man on the chest. The black-clothed man immediately flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.
As the saying goes, an inch longer is an inch stronger, an inch shorter is an inch more dangerous. Rather than calling a hand dagger a short weapon, it is better to call it a hidden weapon. Since you have chosen the risky side, you must naturally pay the price!
"Husband!"
When Cheng Weiyao saw that Wen Chengyun was injured, she hurriedly trotted to his side, anxiously wanting to check his wound. However, Wen Chengyun raised his arm and pointed in the direction where the man in black fell, obviously hoping to take down the man in black while he was injured.
Cheng Weiyao slapped her forehead, annoyed at herself for being too concerned. When she looked in the direction of the sight, the ground was empty, with only a pool of bright red blood as evidence of the man's existence.
He ran away! Wen Chengyun's palm strike must have been quite powerful, but he disappeared in a few breaths. This man in black was no ordinary person. No wonder he was sent to assassinate Wen Chengyun...
Cheng Weiyao's eyebrows knitted slightly. When she looked back, Wen Chengyun beside her had already fallen into a coma, and his lips were slowly turning a little purple...
Inside the big tent, Wen Liyu was spinning around anxiously, while the imperial concubine was holding Wen Chengming and crying silently.
"What the hell is going on? Is that guy crazy?! Even if my brother is down and out, he's still the Prince of Qingping, of royal blood. How dare he come and assassinate me?"
Cheng Weiyao gritted her teeth as she looked at Wen Chengyun lying on the bed, took out the small knife hidden in her sleeve, took the burning oil lamp beside her and started to disinfect. She couldn't wait any longer!
Most of their money and luggage had been lost to bandits, and they were completely helpless in Wen Chengyun's situation. Medical facilities in Pingyuan were limited, and it wasn't certain whether Taru's father would be able to find a doctor in the middle of the night.
Even if they really found it, judging by the speed at which the poison spreads, by the time the doctor arrives, the person would probably have already died.
"Cheng Weiyao, what are you doing?! You're not a doctor, don't joke with my brother's life!"
Wen Liyu's heart skipped a beat and she subconsciously tightened her grip on Cheng Weiyao's hand as she was about to cut her. It wasn't that she didn't trust Cheng Weiyao.
If it were cattle or sheep, it would be fine, but this is a living life. If anything goes wrong, she will definitely blame Cheng Weiyao!
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