Those outside the castle had no chance to ask Wen Ze for help, and ended up not even being able to get three steps closer to the castle gate.
They didn't even know why they died. The man was clearly standing in the castle. If they had been just a little faster, they would have easily obtained official titles, wealth, and status. But in the end, they died without knowing why.
"Is General Que afraid?" Looking at the corpses scattered on the ground, Wen Ze smiled again as he gazed at the dazed Que Fu.
"You're afraid to even kill one person, yet you still dare to dream of protecting Ayan. General Que should think about how to explain this to the King."
Originally, he intended to use Que Fu to kill these people, but he didn't expect this person to be so weak-willed. Once he makes his move, he and A Yan will probably both be beheaded.
I feel more at ease if he does it himself.
If he hadn't known that A-Yan disliked him getting involved with blood, he would have stabbed those people to death with his sword today, and would never have given them such a quick death.
The castle gates closed, leaving Que Fu outside. By the time he realized what was happening, it was too late to knock.
He leaned weakly against the door and slowly slid down to sit on the ground.
Wen Ze was right. He was the one who couldn't protect Ali, and if he wanted to protect her, his hands would inevitably be dirty.
And he...
Que Fu looked at his still trembling hands, then glanced at the tightly closed castle gates, took a deep breath, picked up the sword, and headed towards the palace.
At this moment, the only unauthorized person in the hall—the butler—had already wisely hidden himself away.
Yan Li stood quietly in place, while Wen Ze approached step by step, their eyes never meeting, only each other.
Only when he reached Yan Li did Wen Ze seem to breathe a sigh of relief, pulling her tightly into his arms and patting her head.
"Don't be afraid, Ah Yan. I won't let anyone hurt you."
"You must be tired today, go to sleep first."
Yan Li was increasingly unable to understand this drama.
However, Wen Ze gently picked her up, rested her head in the crook of his arm, and went straight upstairs.
An inexplicable drowsiness swept over her again, and before Yan Li could even resist, she drifted off to sleep.
In the last moments before her consciousness faded, she thought she would wake up in that crystal coffin again, just like before.
But the night was extremely long, so long that Yan Li thought she might never wake up.
It was as if her consciousness was placed in an infinite space, a space in which there was no color other than black, and no light in sight.
Although she couldn't hear any outside sounds, she desperately hoped that someone would call her name at this moment.
My body felt incredibly heavy, as if a thousand pounds of stones were tied around my waist, causing me to sink deeper and deeper, unable to reach the bottom or touch the edge.
She felt nothing in her throat and didn't know how to speak or what to say. If she cried for help, would someone descend from the sky to save her?
Silly Yan Li, have you started placing your hopes on others again? Have you forgotten how you died?
Life and death are predetermined.
How can one depend on others?
"bite--"
The system is attempting to establish a connection.
[Hello host, I am your system, codename 002. You will have the opportunity to return to the human world, provided you complete the tasks assigned by the system.]
This mission will not violate your moral principles and standards. If any problems arise during the mission, you can terminate it at any time or completely change dimensions through self-destruction, murder, or other means.
[Does the host need to bind?]
In the long, dark night, a ray of light streaks across the sky, like a twinkling shooting star or a flickering candle flame—it is a new hope.
The pain in her arm brought Yan Li back to her senses. She opened her eyes in a daze and realized that Wen Ze was changing her dressing.
After bandaging the horrific wound, Wen Ze saw that Yan Li had opened her eyes, and her words were sharp as if she had wiped a knife, "You slept for three whole days, is your mind clear now?"
He was truly furious this time.
He thought she wouldn't wake up!
Over the years, many people have died at his hands, but Yan Li was definitely the first one who almost died by his own hand.
Ultimately, she didn't trust him, so even if her method risked her life, she was willing to try it.
She's someone who can't stand being threatened; he should have known better.
Yan Li was probably not fully conscious. After slowly sitting up, she leaned against the head of the coffin, looked up at Wen Ze, and shook her head slightly.
Wen Ze raised his hand and placed it on Yan Li's forehead, his brows furrowing slightly.
The hand on her forehead was slightly cool, and Yan Li sat obediently without moving, her gaze fixed on the newly bandaged wound, her hand clenching slightly.
That's good, she's still alive.
The next moment, Wen Ze, quick as a flash, grabbed Yan Li's hand and loosened her grip, "Your wound has just healed, don't you want to save your princess anymore?"
Yan Li: "I want to."
Yan Li looked up again: "Lord, are there really princesses in those crystal coffins downstairs?"
Actually, she really wanted to live, but the system had told her that if she couldn't pass the beginner missions, even it couldn't save her.
Wen Ze inserted his fingers between Yan Li's fingers to prevent her from taking any further extreme actions, and spoke softly as if to soothe her:
"Why is Ah Yan talking nonsense? The princesses are lying in the crystal coffins downstairs."
Yan Li suddenly chuckled, looked at the two clasped hands, and tried to break free but to no avail.
Indeed, don't believe anything anyone says in the castle.
She made a big mistake from the very beginning. She thought that as long as she was careful and could distinguish between truth and falsehood, she could believe it. But she forgot that the person had never said that the truth can be believed and lies cannot.
"When does the lord intend to explain the dream?"
Wen Ze smiled, but the force in his hand tightened noticeably. "It's just as A-Yan saw it."
"If A-Yan wants to know, he can just look at all the crystal coffins downstairs, and then he'll know everything."
Upon hearing this, Yan Li's gaze lingered on Wen Ze's face for a long time.
Wen Ze: "Is Ayan looking at me like that because he's captivated by my good looks?"
He leaned a little closer. "If you like, Ah Yan, why don't you stay and keep me company day and night?"
Yan Li turned her head away: "The lord does have a handsome appearance, but my heart belongs only to the princess."
Wen Ze was slightly taken aback, then laughed again.
He failed again.
"After Ah Yan saves the princess, can he put on a different person in his heart for a while?"
Wen Ze pulled Yan Li's hand closer and gently placed a kiss on the back of her hand, like the most devout believer praying for her love.
Yan Li remained silent and did not speak.
"Is Ah Yan not even willing to give me a perfunctory reply now?"
Wen Ze was good at putting on an act; even though she held Yan Li's life in her hands, she acted as if she was the one in control of life and death.
"Is the warrior in the dream you or him?"
Wen Ze: "..."
Not only are they clueless about romance, but now they're even having an affair?
Wen Ze gritted his teeth: "Ayan will find out in time."
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