Wen Ze smiled.
Que Fu's arms were spread even wider, and he even unconsciously took a few steps back.
"Ah Li, don't be afraid."
He tilted his head slightly to the side and said urgently to Yan Li behind him, "With me here, he won't be able to coerce you anymore. Today I will definitely take you away safely and let you live the life you truly want."
What a young man has in abundance is his spirited ambition.
But this is precisely the age when it's hardest to keep secrets.
No matter how cunning or well-planned, it's all laid bare in black and white, completely transparent to those in power who are in charge.
The unspoken understanding between them gave Que Fumo immense courage.
In the past, when the border was invaded, it should have been a good opportunity for him to make a name for himself, but instead, a red-eyed boy who should have been executed took the credit.
He could only remain in the palace to protect the king under the pretext of protecting his master.
Yan Li, the only princess in the palace, is also his only chance, so he will naturally seize it fiercely.
Yan Li, whose path was blocked by Que Fu: So you're just taking advantage of the fact that she can't speak?
But she's a person with hands and feet too, can't you at least show her some respect?
She tried to go around to the side, but Que Fu was like a needle that could be inserted into any crack, blocking her way firmly.
Que Fu pleaded earnestly, filled with righteous indignation, and made a solemn vow, refusing to yield despite the obstruction from both sides: "Ali, believe me, I will never give him another chance to hurt you."
"I've already made a mistake once, I can't afford to make another one."
After saying that, Que Fu faced Wen Ze head-on once again: "No matter what, you can forget about taking her away today."
Yan Li: Sometimes I really want to say hello, but I feel it's impolite.
But some words, once swallowed, will only taint your heart.
She cleared her throat and realized again: it was all in vain, she was mute.
However, her garden was certainly not so blocked by one person that she couldn't leave, and Que Fu was not genuinely trying to protect her, otherwise why would he say so many things that would provoke a ruthless killer in front of him?
Without hesitation, Yan Li reached out and pushed Que Fu in front of her to show her true feelings.
Ke Que was as steadfast as a mountain, his feet seemed welded to the ground, and his body was like a century-old tree trunk, completely unshaken.
Even after Yan Li awkwardly withdrew, she was completely unaware and comforted him without turning her head: "Don't worry, Ah Li, just stay behind me, I will protect you."
Yan Li: Are you sick? It's a real waste that you have this energy and don't become a pillar of strength.
She looked down at her own hands, then looked up at Que Fu, and for the first time truly realized the vast difference in strength between men and women.
What a show!
Seeing Yan Li's displeasure, Wen Ze, having had enough of the spectacle, couldn't help but applaud Que Fu, who was putting on a show and talking to himself.
The crisp sound of the slap made Que Fu's face turn red instantly, as if Wen Ze's slap wasn't an applause, but a direct blow to his face.
Humiliation, an immense humiliation.
Seeing that Que Fu's expression had changed, Wen Ze didn't care. He just said lightly, "General Que is really joking. You really have said everything by yourself."
Ayan is my wife, of course I wouldn't hurt her, so what makes you say you're letting her go?"
Wen Ze paused again, his blood-red eyes gleaming with a dark, sinister light, and his lips slightly flattened: "I only remember that A-Yan and I were a loving couple, a match made in heaven. There was never any coercion involved."
Que Fu was not one to remain calm, and upon hearing Wen Ze's words, he immediately retorted:
"If you hadn't forced me, how could Ali have agreed to marry you? The lord now has everything he could ever want, why is he making things difficult for us?"
Que Fu had already said most of what he wanted to say.
He had not expected Wen Ze to arrive so quickly. In his mind, Wen Ze would never return from this palace gate today.
But this person is now completely unharmed, standing perfectly fine in front of him, and can even speak to him calmly. How could he not be angry?
"The two of you?" Wen Ze seemed to think the fire wasn't big enough, so he poured another ladle of oil on it:
Are you sure Ayan wants to go with you?
Watching the fire from across the river only leads to collateral damage.
Yan Li felt a lump in her throat.
Que Fu didn't know how much Wen Ze had overheard in their previous conversation, but he turned around again to look at Yan Li:
“Ah Li, as long as you nod, I will take you out and accompany you to the ends of the earth.”
Yan Li shook her head without hesitation, and even took several steps back, as if afraid that this person would grab her and run away without saying a word.
Que Fu refused to believe it: "I don't believe it. Ali is worried that I'll be in danger, right?"
"Don't be afraid, I'm very strong."
Yan Li shook her head again.
This time, there was a hint of pity in her eyes.
Unaware of the danger, Que Fu once again extended an invitation to Yan Li to elope: "Ah Li, trust me this once more, I will absolutely not let you be tormented by that ominous person..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Que Fu was lifted up by the neck by Wen Ze.
Que Fu was not much shorter than Wen Ze, but at this moment, he had no chance to fight back.
"General Que, you must have forgotten that you were the one who personally proposed this marriage to the King. Why are you regretting it now?"
Wen Ze didn't want to hold his breath and let this kid scheme against him, so he quickly revealed Que Fu's plan to bury him in the ground.
Que Fu, who was suspended in mid-air, struggled desperately like a live fish in a frying pan.
"Ah Li, don't believe him, he's lying to you."
“It was clearly he who used his military power to force the king to marry you to him, but now he’s blaming me for it. Ah Li, you mustn’t be fooled by him.”
The louder Que Fu shouted, the less confident he became, and the more uneasy he felt.
Wen Ze sneered and threw Que Fu to the ground.
"Do I need to be forced?"
His movements were extremely graceful and fluid, his expression unchanged, as if he were just throwing away an insignificant piece of trash.
With a 'duang' sound, Que Fu's body made intimate contact with the ground, and his hand rested on her tender waist, untouched by the ravages of time.
Yan Li: It seems that the real pillar of stability has been chosen from among others.
This is insane! Was Wen Ze holding back all along?
At this moment, even if she wanted to nod, she wouldn't dare.
In this situation, she nodded, and that was the end of it.
Que Fu, still harboring malicious intentions, finally managed to get up from the ground. "Wen Ze, don't think I'm afraid of you..."
After the young man finished his harsh words, Wen Ze kicked him to the ground again.
“Ah Yan is very well-behaved. I thought Ah Yan would run away with him while I was away.”
Wen Ze reached out and pulled Yan Li into his arms, placing a light kiss on her forehead and whispering softly.
Yan Li: Even if you gave her eight more gallbladders, she still wouldn't have the guts!
On the way back to the city, Yan Li and Wen Ze were extremely in sync.
One who never mentioned the guards in the palace who intended to assassinate him.
She never asked what her father and husband had talked about.
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