Chapter 124
Fan Changyu was silent for two breaths before saying, "Since it is related to my grandfather's grain transportation, I will go with you."
Xie Zheng opened his eyelids in the darkness. The truth of seventeen years ago not only concerned himself, but also the person in front of him.
With the moonlight pouring in from the window, one can vaguely make out the outline of Fan Changyu's face, and her eyes are full of seriousness.
Xie Zheng still had one hand on her waist, and through the thin clothes, he could vaguely feel the bulge of the scar on her waist and abdomen.
I don’t know if this trip is a plan or not.
I'm afraid that the group of top-notch assassins under Wei Yan's command are not easier to deal with than the royal shadow guards around Qi Min.
He said, "Wait for the young emperor's edict to come down before you follow the army back to the capital. If you follow me into the capital without an edict, you will be beheaded if you are discovered."
Fan Changyu glared at him: "Do you think I'm afraid?"
Xie Zheng knew her temper, so he curled his lips, softened his expression, and sniffed her hair for a few seconds before saying, "I know you're not afraid, but you have to be fully prepared for everything."
He gently rubbed the scar on her waist with his palm. "Huang Zhongsun and his son are still in the other courtyard. I feel more at ease with you here. If I fall into a trap this time and disappear like the old man, you can use this token to mobilize the Blood Robe Cavalry and the Xie family of Huizhou. When you really have nowhere else to go, don't go to the capital easily. Persuade Tang Peiyi to support Huang Zhongsun together. With the blood of Prince Chengde, even if you temporarily resign to the northwest corner, no one in the court dares to call you a rebel."
Fan Changyu felt an oval token with his body temperature being stuffed into her palm. She felt uncomfortable for a moment. She turned her head to look at Xie Zheng and asked, "What about you?"
Xie Zheng saw the worry in her eyes and pulled her into his arms, hugging her tightly. "I'm only talking about the worst-case scenario. Wei Yan doesn't have the ability to make me go without return."
Fan Changyu still held the token he handed over in one hand. She felt upset. She buried her face in his solid chest and said in a muffled voice, "Be careful."
The collar of Xie Zheng's shirt had been torn apart earlier, and the man in his arms pressed his cheek against his, and all his breath while talking sprayed on his chest.
At this age of youth and vigor, the person lying beside him is the apple of his eye.
He endured it again and again, his throat rolling several times, looking at the dark tent ceiling and said in a self-destructive tone: "If you are really worried, how about letting me leave a child for the Xie family?"
The warmth in Fan Changyu's heart froze for a moment. He reached out his hand expressionlessly and squeezed his tight waist hard, which earned Xie Zheng a muffled groan with a smile: "Murdering your husband?"
Fan Changyu stretched out his hand to squeeze it again, but Xie Zheng grabbed his hand.
It was just a shoveling and a fight at first, but when her hands and feet were pinned to the bed, Xie Zheng half-raised his body and looked at her for a few breaths, then suddenly lowered his head and kissed her.
His long hair occasionally brushed against Fan Changyu's shoulders and neck, feeling a little cool and itchy.
It was different from the previous kisses. He was no longer in a hurry to conquer her. Instead, he became extremely patient and gentle, as if he was tempting her.
Fan Changyu was indeed fooled by him.
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When Fan Changyu woke up the next day, it was already noon.
The sunlight pouring in through the doors and windows was somewhat dazzling, and she squinted her eyes uncomfortably.
My chest feels heavy, as if something is pressing on it.
When I looked carefully, I found that it was Changning who was lying on the quilt.
Aunt Zhao had washed and combed her hair. Her hair was longer now, and the buns on both sides were neatly tied with two small bell-shaped velvet flowers on top.
She propped up her round chin with her two fat hands and said with a smile: "Sister is a lazy bug today. I didn't get up until the sun was shining on my butt."
Fan Changyu was still sleepy, and subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch Changning's head, but the memory of last night came back to her, and she stopped the movement of taking out the quilt. Her face became a little unnatural, and she said, "Sister is indeed lazy today, Ning Niang, can you help me get some water for washing my face?"
His voice was a little hoarse, probably because he had just woken up.
It was a rare opportunity for Changning to be ordered by Fan Changyu. When she heard her order, she immediately responded with an obedient "OK", jumped off the bed, put on her shoes, picked up the copper basin on the wooden rack with both hands, and ran to the kitchen to find Aunt Zhao.
When there was no one in the room, Fan Changyu lifted the quilt and sat up. Her underwear was only loosely on her body, and messy red marks spread from her neck to her shoulders.
My chest still hurts a bit, probably from a tooth injury.
Fan Changyu rubbed his sleep-tangled hair with a look of despair.
She didn't know why things turned out like this last night.
She wanted to change her clothes, but her eyes touched the fingertips of her right hand. She thought of the things Xie Zheng had left on her hands last night. Even though she had already washed them clean, she subconsciously wiped them on the clothes she had just taken off.
By the way, he used her underwear to wipe her hands last night!
Fan Changyu was afraid that Changning might have discovered something if the things were not cleaned up properly, so he looked around the house, looking for the undergarment that she had soiled last night.
She heaved a sigh of relief when she saw the half-dried clothes hanging on the wooden rack.
Then she had a strange feeling in her heart - he actually washed her little dress before leaving?
His cheeks were burning, and Fan Changyu rubbed them. Before Changning came back, he found a drawstring from the box where dry clothes were kept and simply tied up his chest.
In order to wear military clothes more conveniently, Fan Changyu usually binds her chest.
It was just a little painful today. When Fan Changyu was tying the belt, she took a look at herself and saw that the top was swollen. She pursed her lips, thinking of the chaos in the back last night. Half ashamed and half annoyed, she silently cursed Xie Zheng in her heart.
Fortunately, it was already autumn, and Fan Changyu picked up a robe with a higher collar to cover the marks on his neck.
But during the meal, Aunt Zhao somehow managed to see it. Thinking of what she heard last night, Aunt Zhao asked, "Changyu, why haven't you seen Yanzheng since you came back from Chongzhou?"
Fan Changyu suddenly choked on a mouthful of rice.
At first, she was afraid that Aunt Zhao and the others would worry, so she never mentioned the matter of her breakup with Xie Zheng to Aunt Zhao. As for her and Xie Zheng's identities, she didn't know where to start, so she hasn't made it clear to Aunt Zhao and her husband yet.
At this moment, he could only poke at the rice in the bowl and said vaguely: "He followed the army to Kangcheng to suppress the remnants of the counter-insurgency. When the army entered Beijing, he should have returned."
Aunt Zhao looked a little strange, wondering what the mark on Fan Changyu's neck was, so she had to ask indirectly, "You didn't have a fight, did you?"
Fan Changyu looked bewildered: "No."
Seeing her like this, Aunt Zhao became more and more worried, and asked hesitantly: "In the future... do you plan to live alone with Yan Zheng or..."
Fan Changyu misunderstood what Aunt Zhao meant, and said frankly, "Of course I have to bring Aunt Ning and you along. You and Uncle are half my family, how can I abandon you?"
Aunt Zhao slapped her thigh anxiously and said, "Who asked you this? I mean, you won't follow those ungrateful people who get rich overnight and keep a few children at home and a few more outside, right?"
Xie Wu, who was sweeping the yard, and Xie Qi, who was playing with Changning, were both horrified when they heard what Aunt Zhao said.
Fan Changyu was really choked this time. He pounded his chest and stamped his feet, and his face almost turned as pale as pig liver.
"Kid, eat slowly. I have a question for you. Why are you choking?" Aunt Zhao helped to massage his back but seeing that it didn't work, she quickly poured Fan Changyu another cup of tea and passed it to him.
After drinking a cup of tea, Fan Changyu finally recovered his breath.
She asked in confusion: "Auntie, what nonsense are you talking about?"
Aunt Zhao glanced at the Xie Wu and Xie Qi who were busy with their work in the yard with their ears pricked up, and pointed to her neck with her finger.
Fan Changyu quickly grabbed his collar with his hands, knowing that he could no longer hide it, but he was a little embarrassed by the marks, so he said with his head down, "Yan Zheng came back last night."
Aunt Zhao was immediately delighted and asked, "Where is the person?"
Fan Changyu finished the tea in his cup and said, "Leaving again."
Fearing that Aunt Zhao would continue to ask, she put down her teacup and walked out: "Aunt, don't worry about it. I still have things to do in the army. I'm going to the barracks first."
Actually, there was nothing to do in the army recently. Fan Changyu was afraid of being embarrassed if someone saw the marks on his neck, so he simply went to the other courtyard to see Yu Qianqian and her son.
On the third day after Xie Zheng left, Fan Changyu learned from Xie Wu that the Blood-Cloaked Riders had captured Li Huaian and brought him back.
When Fan Changyu thought of the death of He Jingyuan and the soldiers outside Lucheng City, he felt so angry that he wanted to question Li Huaian on the spot.
And she did.
When Fan Changyu saw Li Huaian in Xie Zheng's private prison, who was dressed in tattered clothes and had messy hair, but was sitting peacefully among the dry grass, she could not suppress the anger rising in her heart. She said coldly, "There are loyal people dying in vain outside Lucheng. I wonder if Lord Li has been sleeping and eating peacefully these days?"
Li Huaian opened his eyes and looked at her outside the prison. There seemed to be a moment of pain and embarrassment on his face, and then it all turned into bitterness: "If I say that I have never had a moment of peace, will Miss Fan believe it?"
He Jingyuan's dead body standing on the tower of Lucheng, as well as the soldiers who fell one after another after following him out of the city, were still in front of Fan Changyu. Her eyes were as cold as a knife: "Sir Li, you should save these words until the day when the truth comes out, and tell them to the thousands of soldiers who died in vain! The people of the world think that the Li family is just like Sir He, they are all good officials, but it is your Li family who regards their lives as worthless!"
Li Huaian just smiled bitterly as usual: "Huaian has always envied Miss Fan's straightforwardness and clear likes and dislikes, but in this world, many things cannot be black and white, and there are always choices. What the Li family did may be wrong at the moment, but in a dozen years, it may also bring prosperity to Dayin."
Fan Chang clenched his teeth and punched hard at the prison wall.
The hard bricks broke, and rubble fell to the ground. Li Huaian's voice also stopped abruptly.
He raised his head and saw the anger on Fan Changyu's face and was slightly stunned.
Fan Changyu looked at him coldly: "What makes you so arrogant? Because you were born rich? You don't have to worry about having enough food to eat like ordinary people? Because you have read a lot of books by sages, and the sufferings you have seen are just a few words on a page? It's not you who died, nor your relatives. What qualifications do you have to speak for them? It was their death that brought prosperity to Dayin?"
This question completely stunned Li Huaian.
In the end, Fan Changyu just gave Li Huaian a cold and sarcastic look and was about to walk out of the prison, but there was an unusual movement at the prison door in front of him.
Several men dressed in bloody riding costumes and holding bloody knives rushed in and confronted Fan Changyu head-on.
After just one encounter, Fan Changyu realized that these people were in disguise, and she pulled out a boning knife from her waist.
The jailbreakers on the opposite side looked at each other, then rushed towards Fan Changyu with their knives raised.
The prison corridor was narrow, and when Fan Changyu's blade came into contact with the person opposite her, sparks flew. She relied on her brute force to force the assassin opposite her to almost be dragged back by the blade.
One of the assassins tried to launch a sneak attack but was kicked on the arm by Fan Changyu. His arm was dislocated and he couldn't hold the knife, which fell to the ground with a crisp metallic clang.
After dealing with the assassins who were killed in the prison, Fan Changyu looked at Li Huaian and said, "Lord Li is trapped here, but there are still some people who risked their lives to come to rescue him. Those soldiers who died outside the city that day never got rescued until they died!"
Li Huaian lowered his head, his messy hair covering most of his face. He said, "Go and save Huang Chongsun and his mother."
Fan Changyu's expression changed slightly: "What do you mean?"
Li Huaian's voice was so calm that it was numb: "The jailbreak was just a cover."
In a flash, Fan Changyu realized that this was a strategy to lure the tiger away from the mountain!
Those people pretended to be the Blood-Cloaked Cavalry and attacked all the way to the prison, catching the real Blood-Cloaked Cavalry off guard. The Blood-Cloaked Cavalry would definitely mobilize more troops to come for reinforcement, and all the troops would be tied up in the prison. If any accident happened in the villa, it would be too late to dispatch people there!
Fan Changyu rushed out without stopping. She met many blood-stained riders who were fake. She even got a bruise on her arm. Because it was difficult to tell whether they were enemies or friends, she simply swung her sword at anyone she saw.
When Xie Shiyi led his men to rush over, he ran into Fan Changyu head-on. Just as he was about to speak, he was almost slashed by a knife. He quickly raised his knife to block and shouted, "Captain, I am Shiyi!"
Fan Changyu covered his bleeding arm, glanced at the hundred or so people he brought with him, and said, "Go to the villa quickly! Their real goal is the villa!"
Xie Shiyi's face changed drastically, and he quickly ordered his subordinates: "A few of you stay here to deal with the aftermath, and the rest of you follow me to the other courtyard!"
Fan Changyu said, "I'll go too."
Xie Shiyi glanced at Fan Changyu, probably realizing that he couldn't stop her, so he threw a bottle of golden medicine to Fan Changyu and said, "Then Captain, be careful!"
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It's even later, but the little couple has candy! I'll give everyone a red envelope in the comment section to apologize~
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