Chapter 49: You want me to forgive him? No way.
"Go find out the location of this secret room."
Is Gao Xuan a fool? Is it possible for the public to know that there is a secret room?
No, could this be the trap they set?
Deliberately lead her into the secret room, leaving her with no way to escape, and then catch her in the trap?
The footsteps outside the door were getting closer and closer. Her ears were filled with the sound of leather boots stepping on the wooden floor. She could even hear the creaking of a loose plank.
Even she couldn't escape unscathed among so many well-trained officers and soldiers, which meant that once they opened the secret room, a fierce battle was inevitable.
The worst-case scenario was that she might not be able to escape from the room.
Wen Ying moved the fingers holding the hilt of the sword one by one, while her other hand was slightly pressed against the base of the ice coffin. She gathered strength in her legs to ensure that she could react the moment the opponent showed up, giving herself a glimmer of hope.
The heartbeat and the sound of footsteps intertwined, causing pain in the nerves of the brain.
Amid the stagnant air and the strong smell of blood, a cold and distant voice suddenly appeared, like the moonlight revealed by the breeze blowing away the mist, which made Wen Ying, who was in the darkness, feel at ease instantly.
"Master Wei, you are still investigating the case in the dead of night. Thank you for your hard work."
"Master Yan?" Wei Quan was startled, and looked at the figure beside him, "Why are you here?"
"Why are you here? That's why I'm here." Yan Jing said slowly, as if what he said was the truth. "The Crown Prince heard that Your Majesty had summoned him, and he was a little worried, so he sent me to help you. After all, this is about an enemy country, so it's better to be safe."
Wei Quan frowned and watched Yan Jing walk calmly to the bookshelf, stand there and look at it, as if he was really looking for the entrance to the dark room.
Does word spread that fast?
Before Wei Quan's suspicion was completely resolved, Yan Jing only looked at the brick wall carefully and said softly, "Found it."
After saying that, he leisurely stroked a brick wall and pressed it down.
With a "click" sound, a crack appeared visibly in the middle of the brick wall, and then it paused and slid to the left.
The stench that came from the air made everyone present frown, and people as weak as Wei Quan couldn't help but dry heave.
Yan Jing calmly raised the lantern in his hand, and the bright light instantly illuminated the dark room.
The firelight shone on the ice coffin in the center, refracting dazzling stars. The mixture of blood-red and paleness penetrated into the nerve endings of people's eyes, striking a heavy blow to everyone's heart.
Wisps of blood mist seeped out from the cracks in the bricks of the secret room, and dark red characters of unknown meaning were painted on the ground, like wriggling maggots.
The body in the ice coffin was like a small boat, drifting in the blood-red river.
Who is…?
The visual impact suppressed the physiological reaction. Wei Quan was shocked and involuntarily wanted to take a step forward, but was forcibly pulled back.
"Don't move." Yan Jing said calmly, "This is the magic of the old lady. Be careful or you will get into trouble if you damage one line."
Hearing the words that implied a deep blood feud, Wei Quan was horrified and said in disbelief: "What? So, General Gao really is..."
Qipo is located among the mountains. The land is barren and resources are scarce. The people live in extreme hardship, so they created countless witchcraft techniques to confuse the people.
Such a strange situation at the moment is exactly the style of the old woman.
Yan Jing didn't say anything, but lowered his eyes as if he agreed.
Seeing this, Wei Quan was about to ask more questions when suddenly a roar tore through the night sky and reached his ears: "Night attack!"
He suddenly turned his head and happened to see a black shadow passing through the air. The dark iron mask flashed a cold light in the moonlight.
dawn!
Wei Quan immediately issued an order: "Everyone, go and capture the assassin! Capture him alive if possible!"
After his men responded and filed out, he turned to look at Yan Jing, hesitated for only a moment, and then bowed and said, "I'll trouble you here, Lord Yan."
He originally began to suspect Yan Jing because of the instigation of the Third Prince. After talking with Yan Jing, he reviewed his various achievements again and found that if Yan Jing really wanted to collude with the enemy, Dahua would have been destroyed long ago.
At this moment, the fact that Gao Xuan had communicated with Po was almost certain, and the Third Prince must be involved.
With the two factors combined, the tiny possibility of Yan Jing colluding with the enemy became nonsense.
Yan Jing nodded, which was considered as his agreement.
After Wei Quan left in a hurry, Yan Jing waited for a while, breaking the saying "bringing trouble upon oneself" that he had said before, and slowly stepped into the secret room, stood behind the ice coffin, looked sideways, and said softly: "How is it, Miss Wen, do you have an answer?"
Wen Ying, who was half-kneeling and leaning against the back of the ice coffin, looked up at Yan Jing with an ambiguous look in her eyes and said, "...What kind of magic is this?"
"This magic skill that everyone wants and everyone envies is also what Bu Xingde once called the foundation of one's livelihood." Yan Jing slowly knelt down on one knee so that Wen Ying didn't have to raise her head and could look at him at eye level.
Wen Ying thought for a moment, then asked tentatively, somewhat hesitantly: "【Resurrection from the dead】?"
Yan Jing nodded slightly.
The magic that goes against the will of heaven does have endless charm, enough to make people lose their minds and even betray their friends.
Wen Ying slowly stood up and looked at the woman in the coffin whose face was still intact. She couldn't help but ask Yan Jing: "Can it really be achieved?"
Yan Jing lowered his eyelashes and said in a light voice: "If this could be achieved, why would Po have to stay huddled under the mountain until now?"
In other words, it is impossible.
Gao Xuan was obsessed with something and for an impossible delusion, she ruined her father's life, the future of the Wen family, and her own morality, and might even cause her daughter to fall into an irretrievable situation.
The blood pools and freezes the body.
"Besides, Madam Zhang would not be willing to return to the human world in this way." Yan Jing said softly, as if to comfort Wen Ying, "She is an extremely brave and resolute woman."
Wen Ying lowered her eyes and looked at the pale face that originally made people a little frightened.
This is what others dream about day and night.
Seeing this, Yan Jing half-closed his eyes and lowered his voice a bit: "Gao Xuan went astray because of his wife, it was not intentional. If you can't bear it, it is understandable. I can..."
"Yan Jing, what are you talking about?" Wen Ying raised her eyes and frowned. "No matter how helpless Gao Xuan was, it is a fact that he collaborated with the enemy and murdered loyal officials. Even when he knew that he had killed someone by mistake, his first reaction was to conceal it, and he made mistakes again and again. Even if it was for his wife, daughter or others, he has committed a heinous crime."
"You want me to forgive him? No way."
Yan Jing's eyes lit up, and he smiled and said, "My guess was wrong, I hope Miss will forgive me."
"Is your guess wrong?" Wen Ying glanced at Yan Jing and took her hand away from the ice coffin. "You guessed that I would make this choice a long time ago, didn't you? That's why you brought Gao Lerong back to the mansion and said those words in front of Gao Xuan."
At this time, he was still testing her thoughts. What on earth made him so uneasy?
Yan Jing didn't comment, but just watched her actions with a smile.
"Let's go first. They may come back at any time." Wen Ying stepped around the numerous runes on the ground. "After we return home, let me hear your complete plan."
"As you wish."
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Gao Lerong seemed to walk to the edge of the wall unintentionally, raised her head to admire the bare trees, but in fact she was glancing at the surrounding environment with her peripheral vision. After confirming that no one was watching her, she tiptoed up the wall, supported herself with her palms over the top of the wall, and flipped over lightly.
When he climbed over the wall, he looked back and saw that still no one was following him, which made him secretly happy.
Sure enough, how could Huang Ben, a bastard with thin arms and legs, possibly keep up with her pace? When she returns home...
"Ms. Gao."
A familiar cold voice sounded, and Gao Lerong was startled. She landed unsteadily and fell to the ground with her buttocks: "Ouch!"
Her face was twisted into a ball, and she felt a dull pain in her buttocks. She supported her waist and stood up with difficulty. She looked up at the person who came and said angrily: "You are going to scare me to death!"
Huang Ben stood with his hands behind his back, a few steps away from Gao Lerong, looking at her mercilessly, without any intention of stepping forward to help her: "Miss Gao, it was you who jumped over the wall and landed down there. You should be the one who scared me."
Hearing this, Gao Lerong felt a little guilty, but she still argued stubbornly: "Who told you to speak suddenly? Can't you wait until I land before calling me?"
Huang Ben sighed, defeated by her unreasonableness, and chose to skip this topic and said directly: "Miss Gao, Lord Yan does not allow you to leave the house."
"Why not? You are... how do I say that..." Gao Lerong murmured in a low voice. After thinking for a moment, she suddenly realized and said confidently, "Privately setting up a prison is against the law!"
"Miss, please tell Lord Yan about this. Please don't embarrass me." Huang Ben sighed for the second time today and said expressionlessly, "I don't have the power to let you go. Please forgive me."
Gao Lerong became even angrier, and she put her hands on her hips and said angrily, "I am the daughter of the General of the Cavalry. If you stop me, you are committing treason! If you know what's good for you, get out of my way!"
Huang Ben no longer wanted to sigh, and he didn't know how to answer, so he could only repeat: "Miss, please go back."
Gao Lerong was about to curse again when she heard Yan Jingping's calm voice: "What are you doing?"
She froze suddenly.
Huang Ben looked over when he heard the voice, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, and bowed and said, "Lord Yan."
Yan Jing opened the curtains in the carriage and glanced at Huang Ben, then looked at Gao Lerong beside him and asked calmly, "Miss Gao, I remember your father sent a letter, didn't you read it?"
Hearing this, Gao Lerong was stunned for a moment, then a look of delight appeared on her face: "Really? I'll go right away!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he easily climbed back into the wall, not even wasting time taking a detour to the main entrance.
Huang Ben felt relieved and bowed to Yan Jing again.
Yan Jing nodded and turned his gaze back to Wen Ying who was sitting opposite him.
"Has it been dealt with? Can you talk to me now? Why don't you let Gao Lerong go?" Wen Ying folded her arms across her chest, leaned against the car wall, and looked at Yan Jing.
"It's not that I won't let her go, I just won't let her go now." Yan Jing lowered the car curtain, "Before I explain the reason, I just want to ask you one question -"
"Do you want Gao Lerong to live?"
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