Chapter 16: Assassinated before marriage, finally met "mortal enemy"
Wen Ranqi changed into a gorgeous wedding gown and a golden crown, a test for his wedding to Murong Gelie the next day. Murong Gelie followed his instructions and sent his men to the Fengyue Clan at full speed overnight, purchasing a complete set of wedding attire and accessories for the Fengyue Clan. There was nothing Huolie-style about it. Murong Gelie, however, loved Wen Ranqi dearly, though it was a bit of a pervert.
Wen Ranqi called Tana over and helped her change into tomorrow's clothes. The two of them sat quietly in the bridal chamber, holding hands like best friends, their eyes filled with true love. "How's it going? Did I send you the letter?"
Tana nodded, "Send it to the address I gave you." Tana nodded again. Wen Ranqi was still worried, "You must send it no matter what." Tana finally couldn't help but whispered to each other, "Don't worry, but do you really want to do that tomorrow? If you fail, you will die."
Wen Ranqi gritted his teeth and held Tana's hand. "Well, I have no way out. I can only choose the most direct way. If I don't succeed, I will die."
The story goes back to a day ago. After Wen Ranqi had exhausted all her skills, she resorted to a last resort: a honey trap, a trap that would have put even the most heroic hero in a difficult position. Wen Ranqi had been very obedient these past few days, completely complying with Murong Gelie's every request, but only to the point of wanting to have sex with him. Murong Gelie, also deeply grateful for Wen Ranqi's return, resisted the temptation of his own beauty and didn't touch a single hair on her. He always asked about her well-being, but would actively stay away from her if she was upset in the slightest.
But this was definitely not a good thing. Wen Ranqi knew that this kid was holding back something bad. He could endure it now, but he would cry in the future. So after knowing that Murong Gelie was really obedient to him, he began to plan a big event.
After Murong Gelie finished his clan affairs, he returned to the wooden house. Although Wen Ranqi was shackled, he could move freely. He took the initiative to walk to Murong Gelie and brought him a glass of water to quench his thirst. Murong Gelie was also suspicious, but after two days he let down his guard and Wen Ranqi allowed him to get close to him.
"Great Patriarch, I ignored your feelings for me before, but now I know that you are sincere to me. I am very touched to see you do so much for me." Murong Gelie was overjoyed and suddenly held Wen Ranqi's hand. Seeing Wen Ranqi's uneasy eyes, he shyly withdrew his hand and said happily, "You finally understand my true feelings for you, Ah Ran. After we get married, I will release Albugu and Tana. Ah Ran, you are so beautiful."
Murong Gelie's sudden shyness almost made Wen Ranqi vomit. She took a deep breath and decided to take advantage of the situation. "Since I'm yours, can you please agree to one request of mine?" Wen Ranqi took Murong Gelie's hand and shook it coquettishly. "I'm so embarrassed..."
"What request do you want, Aran?"
"I want Tana to help me put on my wedding clothes, and Albugu to hold my horse. They are all good friends I have had since I came to the grasslands. I don't care what your relationship with them is. I just want to have a few familiar people before I get married so I won't be too nervous. If I make a mistake, wouldn't it be embarrassing for you? I wonder if my husband can agree to this."
Murong Gelie thought for a moment. He wasn't overwhelmed by Wen Ranqi's change of heart. He also thought that with Wen Ranqi's intelligence, she must be planning something. Murong Gelie held Wen Ranqi's hands carefully and said to her gently, "Okay, everything is up to you. As long as you are happy, I will listen to you."
Wen Ranqi has lost her martial arts skills, and Tana and Albugu have no special abilities either. Murong Gelie still chooses to trust Wen Ranqi. Tana then goes to Wen Ranqi's wooden house to serve her, and Wen Yuhan is taken to the stable to take care of the horses that Wen Ranqi and Murong Gelie will use on the wedding day.
Tana, leveraging her status, managed to contact some tribesmen willing to work for her. She sent a letter from Wen Ranqi by carrier pigeon. He and Wen Ranqi were planning another event.
On the wedding night, Wen Ranqi took advantage of Murong Gelie's downtime to assassinate him. Wen Ranqi did it herself.
Among the guests stood two people with completely different demeanors, their eyes fixed like hawks on the direction of the wooden house where Wen Ranqi was.
"Great Patriarch, why do you have to do it yourself?"
"I just want to see what his expression will be when he sees me again. It will definitely be unforgettable."
Wen Shi and Wan Ming disguised themselves and mixed in with the guests. Murong Gelie was just a dog released by Wen Shi. His role was to find Wen Ranqi. As long as he found Murong Gelie, he would definitely find Wen Ranqi.
"The people of the Fire Tribe are just stupid. Haven't you heard the saying, 'The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind it?' Humph, so stupid."
The wedding took place as planned, with a packed house. Murong Gelie had actually arranged a grassland wedding for Wen Ranqi, with everyone arriving on the grassland rather than in the city. In response to Murong Gelie's toast, everyone raised their glasses and toasted together. Wen Ranqi insisted on appearing with his face covered, so only his eyes could be seen. His wedding attire accentuated his slender figure and graceful demeanor.
After a simple yet grand ceremony, Murong Gelie shouted happily to everyone and carried Wen Ranqi into the bridal tent. According to the rules of the Fengyue Clan, he and Wen Ranqi had to wait until the lights came on before he could spend the wedding night together.
Wen Ranqi sat up straight on the bed. Tana finally found time to enter the tent. Wen Yuhan followed while everyone was off guard. Wen Ranqi nervously placed the dagger under the mattress and exchanged glances with the two. "Are your people ready?"
Tana nodded, "Well, as long as you shout, no matter whether you succeed or not, we will come back to kill him, and we will die if we fail!" The three of them were on the same front, clenching their fists and cheering each other up.
Anxiously waiting for the night, people outside were still drinking and toasting, and the bonfire lit up the empty and quiet grassland at night, making it extremely lively. Murong Gelie came to the tent drunk, and when he opened the tent, he saw Wen Ranqi sitting quietly and beautifully beside the bed. He approached Wen Ranqi with a smell of alcohol on his breath, and Wen Ranqi was nervous and sweating. "A Ran, you are sweating a lot, let me help you take off your clothes." Wen Ranqi pushed away the drunken body, "Don't worry, I can't run away. Drink some water first to get rid of the smell of alcohol, I don't like it."
Murong Gelie stood up again, went to the other side of the tent to drink a sip of cold water to rinse the alcohol from his mouth, and staggered over. Wen Ranqi half-heartedly gave in, letting Murong Gelie completely relax his guard. He reached for the dagger under the mattress and stabbed Murong Gelie without mercy.
By the time of the wedding, neither of them fully trusted the other. Murong Gelie, as expected, caught Wen Ranqi's slender wrist. He twisted it, causing Wen Ranqi to feel pain, and the dagger fell to the ground. "I knew you wouldn't marry me willingly," Wen Ranqi wanted to scream, but Murong Gelie covered his mouth and pressed him down, stuffing a piece of felt into his mouth. He looked down at Wen Ranqi, who was struggling desperately with disgust on his face, "A Ran, do you think I don't know? You underestimate me too much. I just want to trust you once, to have a sweet dream. What I failed to do before, this time I will never let you leave me again."
When Murong Gelie's stubble poked Wen Ranqi's neck, he wanted to bite his tongue to commit suicide. Faced with Murong Gelie's rudeness, he couldn't shout, he couldn't move, and he had no one to turn to for help.
"Murong Gelie! I'm here." Wan Ming had already stood in the tent without knowing when, watching the struggling Wen Ranqi with great interest. Murong Gelie's eyes cleared up instantly, and he let go of Wen Ranqi and turned around to hold her in his arms.
"You are the one who came to my room that night. Aren't you Wen Shi's follower? Oh, by the way, how could I forget that you, Ah Ran, are Wen Shi's younger brother. I was rude not to welcome the guest from afar."
"Of course you're being rude. How could a fool like you touch anyone from my Wen family?" A cold voice echoed around. Wen Ranqi felt a heat behind her, and the smell of blood filled her nose. Wen Shi's scimitar had already pierced Murong Gelie's body, crushing his internal organs. Wen Ranqi retched, staring at Wen Shi, who slowly walked out from behind him, with eyes filled with extreme fear and shock. Wen Shi had a righteous and handsome face, but Wen Ranqi felt as if she were looking at a ghost. Murong Gelie, holding on to his last breath, whispered in her ear, "A Ran, I really like you."
After saying that, he fell to the side. Wen Ranqi's hands and feet were already stiff with fear. Murong Gelie stared at him with bloodshot eyes, "You, you are Wen Shi?"
Wen Shi smiled frivolously. Wen Ranqi's expression tonight did not disappoint him at all.
"Wanming, take him away."
Wen Ranqi was knocked unconscious, wrapped in a blanket, and quietly brought out of the tent during the lively and festive bonfire party. Overnight, they had already left the borders of the Huo Lie Tribe. A single tear shed from Murong Gelie's bloodshot eye, and his life ended that night.
Tana and Wen Yuhan had been waiting for Wen Ranqi's signal. When they led their men into the tent, they only saw Murong Gelie's half-cold body, and Wen Ranqi had disappeared long ago.
Tiele also saw the body and wanted to lead his men to capture Tana and Wen Yuhan, but the people were still not on Murong Gelie's side with the power he had seized by killing his father. Seeing that Murong Gelie was truly dead, the tribesmen who had been intimidated and oppressed by him rose up in arms and led all those who followed Murong Gelie into Laoli. Tana once again became the young master of the Fire Tribe and would soon become the new chief.
Wen Yuhan stood under the tallest roof of Mandar City, gazing at the vast grassland. He was troubled. Tana understood him. "If you want to go, go ahead. I'll wait for you here."
Wen Yuhan knew that Wen Ranqi would not leave without permission, and he did not have the ability to crush a person's internal organs. Even if he wanted to assassinate Murong Gelie, he was not the kind of person who would kill someone so cruelly.
There was only one person who could make someone disappear silently and kill Murong Gelie effortlessly: Wen Shi. Wen Shi had never given up on finding Wen Ranqi. When Wen Ranqi's body was nowhere to be found at the bottom of the cliff, Wen Yuhan should have guessed how Wen Shi could have believed that Wen Ranqi was dead.
"I'm sorry he killed your brother."
Tana shook her head. "He is no longer my brother. He was just a sinner when he killed my father. Go find him. I support you no matter what you want to do. But you must come back safely. The child and I will wait for you to come back."
Wen Yuhan felt mixed emotions. He placed his hand on Tana's abdomen. The child was still small and he couldn't feel it, but he already felt that the child could kick him and the child could feel him.
"Okay, I promise."
At night, Tana looked at the city gate and saw a man galloping away from Mandar City. Her eyes were full of longing and worry for the man. The darkness made her back look thin and lonely.
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