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"Thank you, Lord Xie." Li Wan called out in a weak voice, like a noblewoman, but kept her head down.
The affected voice sounded like someone was choking her. Xie Qi clenched her fingers behind her back, regretting once again stepping into the room. She should have just had her guards finish her off with an arrow.
After not hearing any sound for a while, Li Wan couldn't help but look up.
The first thing that came into view was a man of exceptionally high height. The fine black brocade robe made his figure appear even more upright and tall, and his cold and handsome face and eyebrows were impeccable.
Li Wan felt that, judging from his appearance alone, he was the god described in the play.
In her previous life, everyone talked about Xie Qi. At first, they praised him, but later they cursed him. She heard it so often that her ears were calloused. But no one ever said that Xie Qi was such a handsome and outstanding man.
No wonder the princess favored him, and Jiang Feiwan also had feelings for him; it was all because of this wicked appearance.
"Have you seen enough, Miss Jiang?" Xie Qi lifted his robe and sat down on the round stool directly opposite Li Wan.
Li Wan quickly looked away, "May I ask what brings Lord Xie to invite me today?"
Xie Qi paused slightly, his fingertips, which had been casually tapping on the table, "What does Miss Jiang think?"
How would I know? Li Wan gritted her teeth. Talking to this man was too exhausting and annoying.
"Yesterday, General Shen said that you were afraid I would upset you, so you asked to meet today, probably to explain that matter."
Fearing that he might actually bring up something she didn't know, Li Wan quickly got up, picked up the purple clay teapot, poured tea, and placed it in front of him.
"My lord, there's no need to say more. I must have made a mistake in this matter as well. Why don't we drink tea instead of wine and let this matter drop?"
Xie Qi raised an eyebrow and stared at her for a few moments. "Does Miss Jiang mean what I said in my letter a few days ago, or... does she agree?"
Li Wan gripped the teapot handle tighter and tighter, suppressing the urge to shove the spout into his mouth and force-feed him, saying, "My lord, please allow me a few more days to consider this."
Xie Qi smiled, but his eyes were cold. He had been annoyed by her letters, but because Jiangnan Yue was still useful, he couldn't turn against her for the time being, so he had tolerated this woman for a long time.
Last time, in order to humiliate her, he wrote in a letter that he had no plans to get married for the time being, and that if she was willing, they could meet in private. This was his intention to make her his mistress.
He thought she would be angry and stop bothering him, but to his surprise, she said she would consider it, even though her eyes seemed to want to pounce on him and tear him to pieces.
The legitimate daughter of the Minister of Revenue, for the sake of a prince, was willing to have affairs with other men; it truly is an eye-opener.
Xie Qi glanced at the woman again from bottom to top, and clicked his tongue inwardly. She was a bit stupid, but her eyes were sharp enough.
Xie Qi suddenly became interested, his slender fingers casually tracing the rim of the teacup as he asked her, "How many days?"
Li Wan replied without hesitation, "Two days."
No matter what happens, after today, he, a man who has lost his manhood, will never care about women again.
Xie Qi paused for a moment, then smiled, looking into her bright black eyes, and nodded: "Great."
Li Wan relaxed slightly, looked at the teacup under his clean fingertips, and said, "I just heard that you have just finished an important matter."
Xie Qi lowered his eyes and caught a glimpse of her slender, fair fingers unconsciously retracting into her wide sleeves, a small gesture that clearly concealed her nervousness.
Can the Fourth Prince Xiao Fan be considered a man if he can get a woman to sacrifice herself for him to gather intelligence?
Xie Qi was disdainful, but waited calmly for the woman to ask him about Yang Ti.
"The officials have worked hard for the people, and it is very arduous."
The setup was really long, and Xie Qi impatiently shifted his gaze to the pastries on the table.
That's quite a lot; this Miss Jiang has quite an appetite.
"grown ups."
Suddenly, a very faint floral fragrance approached, and he couldn't immediately identify what kind of flower it was.
He tilted his head slightly, about to speak, when suddenly his lower lip touched a small patch of delicate skin, and when he looked up, he met a pair of soft eyes.
"You must be working so hard, please have a cup of tea to soothe your throat."
The woman pressed her index fingertip against his lower lip and, without a word, raised her wrist to feed him the tea.
Only after the warm, fragrant tea had been drunk did he look away from her eyes.
"presumptuous."
Xie Qi was unusually angry. "Who gave you permission to approach me?"
Li Wan took a step back, looking aggrieved. "I just wanted you to have a cup of tea and rest for a bit, why are you being so harsh with me?"
Xie Qi clenched his fist on the table, then laughed in exasperation. "Miss Jiang, I wonder if your mother ever taught you the principle that a woman should respect herself?"
Your mother? Li Wan thought for a moment before realizing he was referring to her mother. Suddenly, her heart ached as if pierced by a sharp sword.
Her mother was an ordinary peasant woman who had worked hard for half her life, yet remained gentle and kind, devoted to her husband and children, waiting for her children to grow up and for her husband and grandchildren to grow old together.
In her previous life, however, she died of a hemorrhage that very night after hearing that her husband and son had died on the battlefield.
Li Wan stared intently at Xie Qi. He was the one who caused her to lose her mother. How could he mention the name "your mother" so casually?
The hand gripping the teacup tightened, and a protruding piece of purple clay scratched the delicate palm, causing fine blood to seep from between the fingers.
Xie Qi smelled the blood and frowned as he looked at her fingers.
Li Wan quickly turned around, wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes. "I'm sorry," she said softly, though it was unclear who she was addressing.
"Alright, what else do you want to say?" Xie Qi became irritated, wondering why he was wasting his time with such an insignificant woman.
Li Wan looked down at her teacup and became irritated. Why was this medicine taking so long to work? She remembered that the hunter in the village had fed a wild boar a little bit of it, and the boar collapsed in no time.
She glanced at Xie Qi furrowed her brow: Could he be even more resistant to medicine than a wild boar?
Xie Qi was inexplicably stared at by the woman. He paused for a moment, wondering why she was looking at him like he was a piece of pork.
He was completely fed up and decided that once he got back, he would order his guards to shoot her with an arrow, so that this annoying woman would disappear from his life forever.
"If you have no questions, I will leave."
He stood up, and just as he was about to turn around, his vision blurred, and with a "thud," he fell onto the table.
The medicine finally took effect, and Li Wan breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
"Sir, what is it?" a guard asked from outside the door.
Li Wan softened her voice and, mimicking a line from a play, cried out coquettishly, "My lord, please don't!"
Suddenly, there was silence at the door.
Li Wan struggled to drag the person to the chaise lounge against the wall, and it took a long time for him to catch his breath.
He then took out the necessary items from his person: a dagger, hemostatic medicine, bandage gauze, and a bottle of high-quality tonic he had taken from the Jiang family warehouse to prevent him from dying.
After counting them one by one, they were placed on the low stool next to the tatami mat.
"Xie Qi, there are many beautiful things in the world besides love between men and women, such as winning battles and becoming a hero of the people. And look at those eunuchs in the palace, they still live well. You should be more open-minded. Don't blame me."
After silently comforting him, Li Wan lifted his robe up and pulled it open without hesitation.
this……
Li Wan felt her face burning hot, and not only her face, but her whole body felt like it was on fire. Her heart was pounding, and her throat was so dry that she unconsciously swallowed a large mouthful of saliva.
Back in the village, poor boys, even at five or six years old, would run around naked. She would occasionally glance at them and think... they were so small.
But the thing in front of her right now was frighteningly large.
Li Wan's hand holding the dagger trembled, and she thought to herself: If I were to do this, he would die.
But then she thought, if she hesitated now, she would not be able to find a better way.
She gritted her teeth, raised the dagger, and said, "Xie Qi, you have to hold on."
After she finished speaking, she glanced at the man's face.
The man's face was partially obscured by his lifted robe, revealing only his closed eyes and long, arched eyebrows.
In an instant, a similar veiled face flashed before my eyes.
"Ah!" It's him!
Li Wan gasped, startled, and dropped the dagger in her hand. The tip of the blade sliced through the man's leg and landed on the couch.
"Hiss~"
The man gave a soft hum and slowly opened his eyes.
...
The quiet and elegant private room remained silent for a full fifteen minutes.
Xie Qi could hardly believe his eyes.
At this moment, Jiang Feiwan, the delicate-looking woman born into a prestigious family and the legitimate daughter of the Minister of Revenue, was lying motionless under his robe.
And beneath that robe, there was not a single thread of clothing.
However, at this moment, Li Wan was unaware of how terrifying her current posture was. She was only nervously and carefully stuffing the dagger and the items she had grabbed in her arms the moment Xie Qi opened his eyes into her pocket.
"Jiang Feiwan, aren't you getting up yet?" Xie Qi's voice was cold and devoid of any warmth.
Li Wan thought to herself, "It's over," and then slowly raised her head.
Xie Qi calmly straightened his clothes, stood up, his tall figure completely overshadowing the woman's petite frame. He lowered his eyes and stared at her as if she were dead.
Under the oppressive aura of the man and the undeniable death stare, Li Wan knelt down without hesitation.
"Please, sir, spare me this time."
She knelt before him, tears streaming down her face.
"Lord Xie, I have only longed for you for too long, and I could no longer suppress my lustful desires, which is why I committed such a despicable act. Please, have pity on my devotion and let me go, okay?"
Xie Qi chuckled, bent down and squatted in front of her, disgustedly lifting her chin with one finger, looking at her face, and said, "Jiang Feiwan, you've offended me, you're going to die."
Li Wan shook her head in fright, "My lord, I don't want to die, I..."
She wanted to say that in her previous life, she was the one who dug the pit and buried him.
Xie Qi pinched her fair chin hard, his tone flippant, "People on the verge of death always say they don't want to die."
Li Wan was truly terrified. God had given her a second chance at life, how could she die without ever having done anything?
We have to find a way to get out of here!
Li Wan glanced at the viewing window behind the bed, then suddenly pushed Xie Qi aside and ran towards it.
As I rushed to the window, I glanced down instinctively and realized just how high up the second floor was where this private room was located.
If you jump, you'll be crippled even if you don't die.
Li Wan held onto the window frame, hesitated, and turned back. Although she had no hope, she still expected the man to say something.
Unexpectedly, the man stood there with his arms crossed, looking at her with great interest.
"If Miss Jiang jumps off here today, I will consider her a martyr."
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