Chapter 209 Chapter 209 is the only genuine version...
"Meow~"
The cat's whiskers twitched expectantly.
The tiger's faceted eyes were slightly narrowed, and the muscles in his massive arms were tense.
If what Gu Zhizhuo said was true, then everything he was doing now was just digging his own grave.
"Thank you for the compliment." Gu Zhizhuo stretched out his hand and said as a matter of course, "Give me the fire."
His breathing gradually became heavier, and he tried to find a flaw in her face. After a long struggle between his conscience and his desires, he finally asked tentatively, "Can you let us go?"
"one day."
Gu Zhizhuo raised a finger and shook it, saying calmly, "I'll give you one day. Tomorrow at this time, I'll lead my troops out from the capital. How far can you run? Can you hide? Can you return to Liang alive? We...it all depends on our ability!"
Did they really treat them like lambs?! Duoleng's men blushed and cursed.
Duo Leng was almost laughing out of anger: "One day?"
"one day."
Gu Zhizhuo's smile faded and he repeated it.
She paused for a moment, staring at him fiercely, and said, "Prince, do you think you can let go of your father's murder?"
Duo Leng snorted and said coldly: "Two countries are at war..."
"When two countries go to war, each one uses his own tactics. I accept that." Her voice grew colder. "But that doesn't mean we can become friends."
Duo Leng met her gaze and sneered, "Oh, you thought I would agree."
"If you agree, you'll have a chance to return alive. Maybe you can catch the King of Liang off guard and take his place." Gu Zhizhuo walked towards him, holding the cat. His military boots dug into the muddy ground, leaving a few shallow prints. "If you don't agree, today will be your death."
"Hey, you, why are you so stubborn?" Gu Zhizhuo smiled nonchalantly. "You haven't even got your own throne yet, but you're meddling in other people's affairs. You're just throwing your life away for nothing."
Duo Leng: "Death date? Hahahaha, Miss Gu is too arrogant."
Gu Zhizhuo stopped, only ten steps away from him, and said with a half-smile, "Do you believe it?"
The situation was tense, as if it would get out of control completely in the next moment.
Duoleng certainly didn't believe it, but seeing her frank expression, as if she was sure of victory, he couldn't help feeling a little uncertain.
"Don't listen to her!"
A shrill cry came from the direction of the carriage, and the curtain of the carriage swayed slightly.
Gu Zhizhuo winked at Qingmei, who quickly stepped forward and pulled open the car curtain, revealing Ji Nanke's pale and lifeless little face.
She looked very weak, her injured shoulder was hastily bandaged with a strip of cloth, and it was covered in blood.
As the car curtain opened, a pair of resentful eyes turned towards Gu Zhizhuo. The blood-red corners of his eyes were filled with strong hatred, as if he wanted to tear Gu Zhizhuo into pieces and bite him into his stomach.
Seeing her here, Gu Zhizhuo was a little surprised at first, but after thinking about it, it seemed reasonable.
Xie Jing lost.
If Ji Nan Ke stayed in the capital, he would either die or be imprisoned with Xie Jing, with no chance of turning things around.
She won't accept that.
Sure enough, she found a way out for herself.
No wonder she appeared in front of the Zhenbei Palace with Liang Ren.
"Don't believe her."
Duoling frowned and ignored her.
Since Gu Zhizhuo had seen it all, Ji Nanke decided not to hide it anymore. She gritted her teeth, endured the pain from her wound, stumbled off the carriage, and walked unsteadily to Duo Leng's side.
She suppressed her anger and asked, "Prince, you promised me!"
Duoleng coldly pushed her away and said disdainfully, "I only promised to take you to Daliang. As for the rest... you'd better recognize your own identity. I won't be like Xie Jing and act like a dog in front of you."
Ji Nanke threatened: "You don't want the drawings anymore?"
Duo Leng turned to look at her, like a wolf in the grassland staring at its prey, with a ferocious look in his eyes. Ji Nan Ke subconsciously took a half step back, and the next moment, Duo Leng grabbed her chin.
His strength was so great that veins on the back of her hand bulged, and Ji Nanke felt a sharp pain, a suffocating feeling like a tide. She opened her mouth wide, desperately trying to get a ray of air, and with both hands she desperately pulled at Duoleng's wrist, trying to pry his grip free.
"I was wrong." She burst into tears and said with difficulty, "I was wrong..."
Duo Leng threw her to the ground, glanced at her out of the corner of his eye to confirm that she was not dead, and then ignored her.
Ji Nan Ke supported himself on the ground with his arms, gasping for breath. His chin and neck were all red, and a burning pain spread. The wound that had not yet healed broke open again, and blood flowed down his arm.
Ji Nanke's eyes were full of resentment:
Why?
Why is everyone so nice to Gu Zhizhuo?
Why does she have to fight with herself?
I've already given her everything, why is she taking away even my last refuge?!
Ji Nanke stared intently at the tinderbox held in someone's hand. The flame burned and danced, reflected in her pupils. Her fingers unconsciously dug into the soil, their tips turning white.
Duo Leng thought it over and agreed: "Okay. I agree."
The best outcome of this fire being ignited would be that they could escape in the chaos. However, Da Qi had suffered such a great loss that he would undoubtedly become his mortal enemy. Since the king now wished him dead, he could no longer continue to fight with Da Qi to the death.
And now, even if Gu Zhizhuo only gives him one day, it will be enough.
Duo Ling tried again, "Will Miss Gu keep her promise?"
"Of course." Gu Zhizhuo's smile deepened. "Prince, if I catch up with you in a day, we'll see how skilled we are. If not, and you return to the royal city alive and fight the King of Liang to the death, it will only benefit us, Daqi. We can meet again on the battlefield someday."
She held down the restless cat's head, raised an eyebrow, and asked, "Prince, what do you think?"
Duoleng's vigilance faded a little.
Her straightforward statement of interests is more credible than any guarantee.
Duoleng raised his hand and high-fived her, the crisp sound echoing in the air.
Both sides were fighting for their own country, but Duoleng couldn't hide a hint of admiration in his eyes. As a grassland warrior, he admired his enemy: "This trip to Daqi was not in vain."
Duoleng raised his chin towards Ji Nanke.
Gu Zhizhuo understood: "Just let the eldest prince take it away."
In her mind, Ji Nanke's life or death was not even a condition of a transaction.
Duoleng made a gesture, signaling his men to extinguish the fire.
"Me?"
Shen Mao's ears stood up, and his golden cat eyes widened.
Ji Nanke crouched down, the hatred in her eyes surging like a tide, almost drowning her. She stared straight at the tinderbox, the corners of her mouth slowly rising as she murmured silently, "If I don't have a good life, then neither should you."
Suddenly, she pounced out like a wounded female beast, and slammed into the Liangren holding the tinderbox. Liangren was caught off guard and stumbled, and the tinderbox flew out of his hand.
Except for the small area where they were standing, the whole place was covered with kerosene, which Ji Nan Ke had personally witnessed being poured there.
Wherever the tinder goes, fire will start!
The flames swayed in the air, reflecting the madness and distortion on Ji Nanke's face, with undisguised malice.
"Gu Zhizhuo, why didn't I burn you to death just now!"
"Why didn't I kill you!"
"Why don't you die like this!"
Gu Zhizhuo took a few steps forward and kicked Ji Nanke in the lower abdomen.
Ji Nan Ke groaned in pain and fell out, his back hitting the rotten wood piled at the entrance of the alley. The force of the impact made the rotten wood shake a few times, and then it fell down with a loud bang, pinning Ji Nan Ke underneath.
As luck would have it, the tinderbox fell on the pile of rotten wood.
Most of the kerosene was spilled around the entrance of the alley, in the corners of the houses, on the roofs piled with straw, and everywhere. Some of it also splashed onto the surface of the pile of rotten wood. When the tinderbox fell, the flames licked the kerosene on the wood, and it suddenly burst into flames, crackling and blazing brightly.
Qingmei exclaimed in surprise: "Miss, fire...fire! Huh?"
Her voice stopped abruptly, and she stared at the scene in disbelief, her lips half open.
"this?"
"Retribution."
A pleasant smile appeared on Gu Zhizhuo's lips, and he said it as a matter of course.
The pile of rotten wood fell on Ji Nan Ke. With her as a buffer, the tinder did not touch the kerosene on the ground and only burned the pile of wood.
The flames raged on Ji Nanke's cheek, burning her skin. Half of her face was almost swallowed by the flames. The severe pain made Ji Nanke scream heart-wrenchingly.
The wood was burning with a crackling sound, and she instinctively struggled desperately, causing the tinder on the rotten wood to sway.
"Hey." Gu Zhizhuo reminded him, "If we don't save him now, he'll burn to death. Do you still want the blueprints?"
What she was thinking was, if Ji Nan Ke moved around again, the tinder might fall and burn the kerosene on the ground, and everyone would be doomed. Wouldn't all her efforts be in vain?
Duoling:!
"You want to ask me how I know this?" Gu Zhizhuo pointed at himself with his thumb and said with a smile, "Everyone in Daqi knows that I am a fortune teller."
Duoleng didn't believe it at all and signaled his men to rescue the people.
Gu Zhizhuo stroked the cat's head, trying to prevent it from jumping into the fire with joy, and said casually, "Did she tell you she had blueprints for a repeating crossbow and knew how to improve muskets? Her condition was that you take her to Liang Country and ensure she enjoys everything a noble should have there?"
Her smile was sweet and charming, like a blooming flower, but in Duoling's eyes, the flower had poisonous thorns that could prick people unexpectedly.
"Right, Great Prince?"
Duoleng remained noncommittal.
This attitude also means that what Gu Zhizhuo said is correct.
After the banquet in the palace that day, Duoleng became interested in fire guns. Later, Xie Jing's concubine took the initiative to find him and gave him half a blueprint, saying that this was a repeating crossbow that could fire ten arrows at a time.
She made a request that if the emperor won, she would give him the second half of the drawing and pretend nothing had happened.
If the emperor was defeated, he would take her to Daliang, and she would give him the second half of the blueprint, as well as a blueprint for a musket. She also said that the crossbows and muskets in the hands of the Zhenbei Palace were made after they stole her blueprints.
The power of the musket really made Duoleng excited.
Duosuo mentioned the kerosene incidentally, meaning to tell her that the emperor would definitely win.
If he wins, he also wants the musket. As a condition, he can do one more thing for her.
If she loses, he will take her with him. After the Great Cold, she will give him the blueprints and he will provide her with a life of wealth and glory for the rest of her life.
Ji Nanke agreed.
Crash!
A bucket of cold water was poured on Ji Nanke.
The people in Liang knocked on the doors of the houses in the alley and found that there was a fire. Many people rushed out of their homes and rushed to fetch water to put out the fire.
With Ji Nan Ke cushioning the bottom, sporadic sparks occasionally splashed on the ground. With the help of kerosene, tiny flames jumped up and were extinguished by cold water.
When Liangren pulled her out of the pile of charred wood, her clothes were burnt to shreds and her exposed skin was covered with burn marks.
She covered her face, which was burned by the flames, tightly with her hands. Through her fingers, she saw Gu Zhizhuo standing in front of her, looking down at her.
Ji Nanke didn't feel the joy of surviving a disaster. Instead, she felt trembling and despair. She squeezed out a hoarse voice from her throat, smoked by cigarettes: "Why... do you do this to me?"
Gu Zhizhuo: “…”
She had bad intentions and disregarded the safety of the people in the capital, which is why she ended up like this. Now it's someone else's fault?
Gu Zhizhuo lifted her chin with his toes and forced her to raise her head.
Ji Nanke was forced to look her in the face, her breathing rapid and weak. The tears that seeped from her eyes soaked through the red, swollen, and burnt marks on her face. Half of her face was covered with blisters of various sizes, blackened and festering, and she was likely to be disfigured.
"Oh."
Gu Zhizhuo's chuckle echoed in the air.
She put down her foot and subconsciously touched her cheek. The location of Ji Nanke's wound was exactly the same as the wound that had disfigured her.
Master said that Ji Nan Ke is a blessed girl and a favorite of heaven, and heaven will give her all the best things in the world.
Therefore, she will have the best luck in the world and everything will go well for her.
And there will be someone to block all the disasters for her.
Since her rebirth, Gu Zhizhuo hasn't recalled the pain of her previous life's disfigurement. But she still clearly remembers it. It all started when a girl accidentally dropped the arrow while playing pot-throwing. Then, for some reason, a gust of wind blew, causing the arrow to deflect slightly and hit Ji Nanke, who was standing next to her.
Later, Xie Jing took the opportunity to poison him.
Her appearance was completely ruined.
Strictly speaking, Gu Zhizhuo also helped Ji Nanke to avoid disaster.
The master said: Zhuo'er, after the destiny is redetermined, Fu Nu will no longer be the favorite of Heaven, and everything that Heaven has bestowed upon her will be taken back.
"I see."
Gu Zhizhuo understood. What his master meant by taking back everything was actually this - everything that Ji Nan Ke had gained through good fortune over the years would be returned to her in the cruelest way.
Prevent disaster!
The tinder just fell, and if it had landed on the kerosene, it would have blown up into the wind, as the hexagram indicated, and affected tens of thousands of people. It would definitely not be extinguished by a few buckets of cold water.
So, Ji Nan Ke avoided the disaster, and the tinderbox fell on the pile of rotten wood, only burning her face.
Like Gu Zhizhuo before, she was disfigured.
What's next...
The corners of Gu Zhizhuo's mouth curved up in an arc of interest. She was a little reluctant to see her die too soon.
Ji Nanke's arms were held up by someone, her wounds were bleeding constantly, her body was shaking, and the burning sensation on her face was like a knife, cutting her one by one, like slow slicing.
it hurts!
Is she disfigured?!
Her face was distorted, and her charred and swollen skin looked particularly hideous, like an evil ghost crawling out of the underworld.
Why is this happening... She is Bok Nyeo! She should be the "protagonist" of this world.
Why did her luck run out? Why!!
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