Chapter 9 Asura "Yours? Mine!"
"My lord, Ah Heng has always been very good, please don't kill me, okay?"
Beneath the city wall, the girl's arms were bound, her white skirt blooming on the blood-stained mud and sand, her doe-like eyes filled with tears, as she looked up at the man holding a sword in front of her.
"Don't you like Ah Heng anymore?"
Why did you lie to me?!
As soon as the girl finished speaking, an arrow suddenly pierced her throat. Ning Xian stood there stunned until he felt a drop of blood spread all over his face before he realized that Ruan Yang was dead.
His heart pounded violently, as if a huge stone had struck it.
Ning Xian shuddered violently. When she opened her eyes again, the scene from before had vanished, leaving only the crackling of the campfire in front of the tent.
As night fell, the group, having traveled for a day and a night, set up camp to rest on the rocky beach beside the stream.
Suddenly, a pale purple figure drifted past in her sight. The little girl stretched, ran to the stream, squatted down, wet her handkerchief, and carefully washed her face.
Ning Xian rubbed his head. He had just taken a short nap against a tree trunk and had a dream. He woke up with a start, panting and still with blurry vision, when he saw Ruan Yang squatting by the riverbank, carefully washing her face and handkerchief.
The person is still alive.
He picked up a small stone from the ground, tossed it in his hand, and then threw it at the back of Ruan Yang's head, saying loudly, "Come here."
"What's the matter?"
When Ruan Yang heard Ning Xian call her, she turned around and smiled. Before she had finished her work, she ran over with a huff.
The little girl suddenly snuggled into his arms, and Ning Xian subconsciously raised his hand and patted her lower back, saying, "Are you afraid of dying?"
Ruan Yang was taken aback, loosened her grip on Ning Xian, and the light in her eyes dimmed.
The smile froze on his face: "...I'm scared."
Seeing that she looked like she was about to cry, Ning Xian laughed and said, "I was just kidding. I can't bear to see you die. Come here and give me a kiss."
"Um?"
Ruan Yang was still immersed in sadness when, in the next second, the man's hands suddenly gripped her waist and pulled her onto his lap.
Ruan Yang glanced around and sighed, "So many people..."
Ning Xian felt a tightness in his chest, but said nothing. He simply held the girl in his arms and, oblivious to everyone else, sucked on Ruan Yang's neck and chin for a long time.
After a moment, he released the person in his arms and smiled, "It's getting late, get some rest, we still have to travel tomorrow."
As Ruan Yang watched the person walk away, she pinched her neck, which was red from being sucked, and slowly chased after them.
In the quiet of the mountain valley, Lu Wenjin secretly clenched the withered branch in his palm. The evening breeze blew his black hair. The young man stared at the man and woman embracing each other by the campfire, his eyes almost bleeding with tears.
All the chirping of insects fell silent, except for the faint, distant sound of a withered branch snapping.
"Boss, this...that's Miss Ruan Er? She's not dead, and she's even defected to the enemy?"
Lu Wenjin's attendant, A'da, exclaimed in surprise, "You haven't been back to Bashu for so long, and you've actually gotten intimate with that scoundrel Ning Xian! If she were my woman, I would definitely capture her alive and throw her into the pond to drown!"
"We sacrificed so many brothers to save her, and she just wants to be Ning Xian's kept woman! What an ingrate!"
Lu Wenjin glared at A-Da: "Shut up, Yangyang won't abandon me, she must have her reasons."
He gritted his teeth: "It must be that bastard Ning Xian who bullied Yangyang."
"Huh? You mean Miss Ruan is impure? What are we going to do then? Are you still going to marry her?"
Lu Wenjin found him annoying and glared at him: "Go prepare diesel fuel and tinder, burn down their tents, and we must rescue Yangyang from that scoundrel!"
Ah Da was stunned for a moment: "Yes!"
......
A wind picked up late at night, making the tent sway. The oil lamp hanging in the center flickered a few times and then went out. Ruan Yang was not sleeping soundly, and after hearing the chirping of insects outside, he could no longer fall asleep.
She looked at the man's sleeping face, put her hand over, and tucked the blanket around him. Her gaze traveled from his brow bone, his high nose bridge, and finally to his perfect chin. Ruan Yang felt a surge of warmth in her heart. How could there be such a handsome man?
He sheltered her, loved her; who else in this world would treat her so well?
She quietly moved closer, her chest gently pressing against the man's arm, and carefully hugged him with her eyes closed.
The wind gradually died down, leaving only two hearts pounding fiercely in the silent night.
Outside the tent, A-Da and the others, having received Lu Wenjin's orders, swiftly eliminated the soldiers on night watch. They then shot arrows with flaming arrowheads at the central tent. At first, the flames burned slowly, but finally, with a loud bang, the raging fire was so bright that it was impossible to open one's eyes.
Dry grass and flammable kerosene were laid out behind them, and the fire quickly spread. The water source was far away, and they couldn't put it out in time, leaving only screams of agony.
The remaining Shu soldiers, who had been lying in wait, took advantage of the chaos to rush in and behead several people who were suffering agonizing pain from the fire.
Amidst the flashing swords and shadows, Ruan Yang was pulled away from Ning Xian in the chaos, but they were separated again after only a few steps.
Ruan Yang got up from the ground and couldn't help but walk towards the burning tent.
Her jaw trembled as she ran back to where she had been, crying out, "My husband... Yuanbao!"
The grayish-white smoke choked Ruan Yang terribly.
The raging fire nearly reduced the tent to ashes, making it virtually impossible for anyone inside to survive.
She collapsed to the ground, and as a figure in armor passed in front of her, Ruan Yang immediately got up and grabbed the person's clothes.
In her desperation, she pleaded, "Don't go! My husband is inside, please save him! Please save him!"
The boy, who hadn't heard the girl's voice in a long time, suddenly turned around and saw Ruan Yang kneeling there, covered in dirt and crying with tears streaming down her face. There were also red marks on her neck from Ning Xian's bite.
Looking into his eyes, I saw an unprecedented coldness.
Lu Wenjin felt a chill run down his spine. He angrily grabbed Ruan Yang and ignored her struggles and cries for help. He carried her in his arms and ran outside without looking back.
Lu Wenjin led the person to his camp, placed her on horseback, and chuckled, "I'm sorry, Yangyang, I failed to protect you. You'll be fine from now on. Come home with me."
Looking at the boy in front of her, who was almost crying with joy, Ruan Yang was even more confused. She strongly resisted this boy who wanted to be intimate with her: "Let me go... I don't recognize you..."
Remembering Ruan Xi's words, Lu Wenjin's nose tingled with sadness: "You don't recognize me? I'm Wen..."
Ruan Yang was terrified by his anxious appearance, and in her panic, she raised her hand and slapped the boy's wheat-colored cheek hard.
Fearful and angry, she said, "Don't touch me, or my husband will kill you if he finds out!"
Lu Wenjin's cheeks burned, but his heart was ice-cold. Yangyang used to hate seeing him in pain, so how could she possibly hit him?
She must have been bewitched by Ning Xian!
He gritted his teeth and said, "I am your husband, he is not! What is Ning Xian anyway!"
Ruan Yang paused for a moment, then regained her composure: "You... are you telling the truth...?"
"He's not your husband at all. He deliberately tricked you and took advantage of you! Look at you, look what he's done to you! He doesn't care what others think of you, he only cares about his own pleasure!"
Ruan Yang frowned: "You mean... I sleep with an imposter every day? And get kissed by a man I don't even know?"
"How is this possible?!"
"Do you remember this jade pendant? It was our token of love. Ning Xian is just a fake."
Without waiting for a reply, Lu Wenjin mounted his horse, flicked his whip, and galloped off with Ruan Yang along the forest path.
......
As the fire gradually died down, Ah Da saw that his master had taken the man back, so he stopped fighting and led everyone to retreat.
Ning Xian escaped from the fire, but his cheek was scratched by someone who was oblivious to the danger.
He gritted his teeth and clenched his fist, ignoring the pain, and quickly wiped the blood upwards.
He glanced around at the mess, but couldn't find Ruan Yang anywhere. Ning Xian grabbed the guard and shouted angrily, "Where is that little brat Ruan Yang?!"
He paused for a moment, feeling an unprecedented emptiness at the loss of Ruan Yang. No wonder she had been so obedient lately, always asking for kisses and hugs; it was all a lie, a way of coaxing him!
"You ran away from me again?"
"I...I don't know, it seems like they were kidnapped..."
Ning Xian glanced at the corpse on the ground and roughly guessed who the attacker was.
Ruan Yang can die at his hands, but he will never allow Lu Wenjin to steal her away from under his nose!
He released his grip, shoved the person to the ground, and said in a sinister tone, "Aren't you going to chase her away? If she runs away, you won't live either!"
"Yes, yes!"
...
The river flowed gently beside the riverbank. Lu Wenjin headed west, intending to carry the person back to his mansion in Bashu. He lifted the disheveled Ruan Yang off his horse and saw that her hands and face were dirty, and even one of her shoes had run away, leaving her fair skin hanging alone in the air.
Lu Wenjin suddenly lost her temper, and a sharp pain began to pierce her heart.
He didn't blame Ruan Yang for not recognizing him; he only blamed himself for not being strong enough to protect his beloved.
He gently held Ruan Yang's ankle and poured a handful of water on it. Ruan Yang couldn't help but tremble, but she didn't expect that the next moment the boy would directly pinch his fingers between her toes and clean the dirt on her feet.
Knowing she was ticklish, they deliberately avoided the soles of her feet.
So skilled and unperturbed, it seemed like this wasn't the first time he'd washed her feet like this.
Ruan Yang sighed, truly unsure of whom she could trust...
She sat on the rock, her eyes lowered, and said, "So you are Lu Wenjin. But I don't remember anything now. You said you would send someone to rescue me, but you turned around and sold me off."
"So I think you're a bad person too."
Lu Wenjin was stunned. Zhou Ming actually dared to sell out his precious Yangyang. He deserved to die.
He felt a pang of jealousy and said angrily, "How many times have I told you, that scoundrel isn't your husband, I am!"
Ruan Yang's eyes widened: "You, how can you just curse people like that? He's not a dog, nor a thief, he's..."
Who is it? Ruan Yang lost her confidence.
Lu Wenjin relaxed his brows, regretting that he had sworn in front of the young girl. But then he thought that Ning Xian was such a bastard, no amount of swearing was too much for him.
“They’re bad people,” Lu Wenjin continued.
"Then...why did he impersonate my husband?" Ruan Yang felt extremely embarrassed when she recalled the times she and Ning Xian were all lovey-dovey together.
"because……"
"Aheng!"
Not far away, Ning Xian dismounted and pleaded, "I know I was wrong, please come back with me."
Ruan Yang glanced at the large group of people behind Lu Wenjin and her heart tightened: "Why are you here?"
Seeing that there was no one behind him, Lu Wenjin was also taken aback. Ning Xian dared to come alone for Ruan Yang, and his acting was so realistic.
Without further ado, he immediately signaled for the archers to prepare.
"Wait, no!"
Seeing this, Ruan Yang spread her arms, trying to shield Ning Xian from the rain of swords and arrows. Standing in the center, she looked at Lu Wenjin and said, "Don't kill him yet!"
Lu Wenjin naturally didn't believe that this cunning old fox would chase after him here for his sake; he must be up to some trick.
He sneered, snatched the bow from the soldier's hand, tilted his neck slightly, and the arrow shattered Ruan Yang's pearl earring before shooting towards Ning Xian.
"bump!"
With a muffled thud, Ning Xian clutched her shoulder and knelt on one knee, her dark hair hanging down from beneath the jade hairpin.
Lu Wenjin gritted his teeth. He had missed the target by shooting at Ruan Yang. Ning Xian could have dodged it, but he insisted on going closer.
Seeing that Ruan Yang was clearly flustered, Lu Wenjin realized that he had fallen into a trap.
Then Ning Xian said with bloodshot eyes, "Aheng! You swore that you would be mine for life and would never betray me."
"Have you forgotten how pleasant and comfortable we were when we slept in the same bed? No one else can do it, only I can give you that!"
Ruan Yang felt a lump in her throat. This shameless little brat! Spreading these baseless rumors in broad daylight!
Ning Xian knelt on one knee in front of Ruan Yang, clutching his excruciating wound, and said pitifully, "Aheng, it hurts so much, why does it hurt so much, I feel like I'm going to die..."
Lu Wenjin couldn't stand it any longer and interrupted, "Why aren't you dead yet? Hurry up and die!"
Ning Xian was heartbroken and muttered to herself, "It's better that she's dead. Ah Heng can then elope with the man she loves and have babies together..."
Hearing this conversation, Lu Wenjin instantly felt a surge of anger: "Yangyang, don't listen to him! He's just faking it!"
Ruan Yang felt a pang of sorrow. She stood in the middle, hesitated for a long time, then looked at Lu Wenjin, shook her head, turned around, lifted her skirt, and strode towards Ning Xian.
Are you alright?
When Ruan Yang rammed into him, Ning Xian almost lost his balance. Although his wounds were still hurting, he felt much more at ease.
Under the tree canopy, Ning Xian stood up, wrapped her arms around Ruan Yang's waist, and slightly curled her thin lips. She grabbed the girl's nape, her eyes were sinister, and she looked at Lu Wenjin with a smug and provocative expression. Under Lu Wenjin's gaze, she forcefully kissed Ruan Yang's lips.
Then he lowered his eyes and greedily pried open her teeth, using the tip of his tongue to explore that equally moist muscle.
Ruan Yang was breathless from the kiss, her mind unable to process much information, while the blood that trickled down his cheek flowed into her lips and teeth.
The sweet, metallic scent made her legs go weak, and she fainted.
Ning Xian scooped up the limp woman, and under Lu Wenjin's hateful gaze, he took advantage of the situation, his palm probing the skin beneath the girl's loose belt, rubbing it roughly, before coldly saying, "Release the arrow! Capture the traitor Lu, and I will reward you handsomely."
A note from the author:
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Xiao Lu: [Crying uncontrollably][Crying uncontrollably][Crying uncontrollably]
Xiao Ning: Yay! We won! This little girl is really something! We won't kill her, we'll keep her for now. [Cheering][Cheering][Cheering]
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