Chapter 174 Breakup

"Jiangzhou is a land of fish and rice, with many rivers and well-developed river transportation."

"Yes, Jiangzhou is very rich, but the taxes are also quite heavy."

"Look, we haven't even set foot yet, and we're already talking about these things. You and I really have similar interests."

Several people were chatting and laughing in the carriage.

Suddenly, there was a chaotic sound of horse hooves on the wide official road.

The weather was hot and dry, and the ground was covered with sand, which was very stinging.

After a while, the carriage was forced to stop.

Chen Shiyi's heart skipped a beat!

I thought that I could make him angry for a while so that he would stop asking about me like he did last time, and then I could leave Kyoto quickly.

Who would have thought that he would be so persistent? I've explained it so clearly to him, but he still won't let me go. It's really a headache.

Chen Shiyi opened the curtain in front of the carriage and stood outside the compartment.

A crowd of men in black surrounded his five carriages, making it impossible for anyone to get in or out.

Wen Zhiheng was dressed in a plain black robe, his eyes were deep, with a hint of anger in them, but it was well concealed.

He rode his horse slowly, holding the reins, walked in front of Chen Shiyi and looked at her quietly.

The deep voice was choked with an indistinct sound.

"Where are you going?"

Chen Shiyi stood at the front of the carriage, his thin body straightened.

“This is my freedom.”

Wen Zhiheng smiled self-deprecatingly.

"I know you want to go to Jiangzhou to find him, but I won't allow you to."

He extended his hand toward Chen Shiyi, palm facing up.

"Come back to Kyoto with me."

Chen Shiyi replied in a decisive tone.

"No."

At this moment, Wen Zhiheng's eyes were extremely cold. He raised his right hand lightly, and those men in black instantly drew out their swords and placed them on the shoulders of all the people in Chen Shiyi's convoy.

Fu Da saw that something was wrong, and his cold eyes scanned the scene like a peregrine falcon. He immediately stood up from driving the carriage, drew his sword, and protected Chen Shiyi.

The sound of swords being drawn was chilling and cold, and the strong and dazzling sunlight reflected on the cold swords. The team was filled with gorgeous and colorful roots and bundles of snow-colored lights floating in the air.

Mu Yan was so scared that she sobbed a few times, and Li Yunzhou quickly covered her mouth.

Chen Shiyi looked around, his eyes fixed.

She finally fixed her gaze on Wen Zhiheng, who had been reaching out his hand to her. He was sitting upright on the horse, his figure calm, his body slightly tilted towards her, as if he was looking forward to Chen Shiyi putting her hand in his palm.

At this moment, Wen Zhiheng's eyes were cold and stern. He finally became the powerful and loyal Marquis, and he was no longer as gentle and graceful as before.

"Chen Shiyi, I'll say it again, come back with me."

Chen Shiyi looked at him quietly.

"If I don't agree, they won't be able to live today, right?"

"yes."

There was total silence on the field. No one dared to speak, leaving only a few impatient snorts from the horses.

Chen Shiyi's eyes suddenly turned red.

"Wen Zhiheng, what did I do to deserve you to treat me like this?"

Facing Chen Shiyi's miserable screams and scarlet eyes, Wen Zhiheng turned his head away unnaturally.

He withdrew his outstretched hand and grabbed the reins. His palms unconsciously curled up and his knuckles turned slightly white.

"Qingsong, take them all back."

"yes."

Before Qingsong could move, a dagger suddenly appeared across Chen Shiyi's neck.

The dagger was taken out by Chen Shiyi from his sleeve pocket.

Wen Zhiheng's eyes were stunned, full of disbelief.

"Take me away unless I die."

Everyone on the field was so nervous that they dared not say a word, and Qingsong on the side did not dare to act rashly.

"Are you really going to break up with me for that man?"

Wen Zhiheng's voice was low, and if it weren't for the fact that everyone on the field was so quiet, it seemed that no one could hear what he said.

Chen Shiyi closed his eyes slightly, then opened them again, his scarlet eyes had calmed down.

"Please let us go, sir."

Wen Zhiheng laughed at himself.

"Are you forcing me? Do you think I won't..."

Before he could finish his words, Chen Shiyi pushed the dagger deeper into his neck. The boiling blood instantly soaked the entire dagger and flowed drop by drop along the blade into the churning soil.

"That's enough, that's enough..."

Wen Zhiheng's eyes were bloodshot, filled with pain and disbelief. The cold instantly invaded his entire body. It was a hot day, but he was so cold that his entire body was shivering.

Chen Shiyi's face turned pale, the corners of his mouth trembled slightly in pain, the hand holding the dagger was firm and resolute, blood flowed down his neck into his clothes, soaking the clothes on his chest.

She raised her left hand slightly to signal, and everyone saw the instruction, quickly dodged the knife, and drove the carriage slowly forward.

Wen Zhiheng spoke again at this time.

"Chen Shiyi, if you want to leave, I will let you go, but if you dare to go to Jiangzhou, I will send someone to kill Pei Luoshu. Don't challenge my last patience. I will do what I say. And I will take good care of Pei Luoshu and not allow him to resign. I want him to stay in Jiangzhou forever."

"In this life, you and him will either be separated by life or death..."

After saying this, he never looked at Chen Shiyi again and galloped away with his men.

Looking at the dust flying in front of him, Chen Shiyi's hand holding the dagger dropped weakly, his eyes filled with tears, and the scene in front of him became a swaying painting, the decisive black and the terrifying yellow, like a sticky leech that could not be shaken off.

His eyes closed and hot tears fell along with the blood on the dagger, drowning in the boiling dust.

It's so hard to dislike someone, and it's even harder to reject someone!

Before, it was his life at stake, but now it is other people’s lives at stake.

With each passing year, whose hearts have become colder?

"Sister..."

Bai Ling's worried voice came.

"Sister, let Bailing help you apply the medicine!"

Chen Shiyi turned his head quietly, bent down and entered the carriage.

After Bailing helped her to treat her wounds and change her clothes, she fell into a deep sleep.

When I opened my eyes again, the sky was filled with stars.

"Boss, we have arrived at the inn. We will rest here for one night."

Jingran's voice came into the carriage.

Everyone was sitting in the living room eating. Chen Shiyi looked at the food on the table and had no appetite at all.

Li Yunzhou advised from the side.

"We have to travel quickly tomorrow. There won't be much to eat or drink on the way. You should at least eat something."

Mu Yan jumped down from the chair she was sitting on and hugged Chen Shiyi, with the little head in her arms.

"Aunt, if Mu Yan hugs you, you won't feel sad anymore."

Chen Shiyi suddenly chuckled.

"Mu Yan's body is so warm."

Later, she forced herself to eat a few bites.

Finally, everyone dispersed, leaving Jing Ran looking at Chen Shiyi, hesitant to speak.

"What's wrong?"

Jing Ran heard Chen Shiyi asking him and quickly replied.

"Boss, are we still going to Jiangzhou?"

Chen Shiyi didn't answer, but looked at Jingran and asked with a smile.

"Jingran, do you think I made a mistake? If I had chosen the powerful Marquis, would I not have to run around like this in the future, or would others not have suffered life threats because of me?"

Jing Ran pondered for a while.

"Boss, you didn't choose him for your own reasons. It's his fault for treating you like this. Don't take the blame on yourself. If that's the case, what's the difference between you and Yuanxi?"