Chapter 94 You Miss Me "I'll Let You Be on Top Tonight"
The meals of the Crown Princess and the young prince are all tested for poison using silver utensils, so it is difficult for outsiders to tamper with the food.
The secret guards left by the prince are still guarding the Eastern Palace closely. They dare not launch large-scale assassinations under the feet of the emperor, but sporadic small actions are constantly emerging.
In the past few days, Luo Wan has personally intercepted more than ten sneak attacks.
Most assassinations happen late at night, but this time the assassin was so bold that he sneaked in and assassinated in broad daylight, which was extremely arrogant.
"Qi San, help me hang him up!" Luo Wan glared coldly at the assassin who was tied up and kneeling on the ground, and ordered the young man beside him.
Qi San was originally a servant sweeping the front yard of General Lingyun's mansion. The old housekeeper saw that he was tall and had some experience in fighting, so he asked him to come to the East Palace with two other servants to be at Luo Wan's disposal.
The young man pulled the rope with a deft movement, and the assassin was instantly hung upside down in the air, his face flushed red.
"I will never tell you even if I die! Just give up on this idea!" the assassin screamed.
"What?" Luo Wan said lightly, "I haven't asked anything yet."
The assassin's body was swaying back and forth due to the ropes, but he still maintained his composure. "Even if you ask..." He turned away, then back again. "I won't tell you..."
"I can't betray my master!"
"You're a loyal person, but unfortunately I don't trust you." Luo Wan smiled slightly and turned to Qi San, "Qi San, go and get Da Huang."
"yes."
The assassin was confused and still looked ready to die. "No matter what color you bring, I won't say a word!"
Not long after, a sharp dog bark pierced the air, and Qi San came over leading a sturdy wolfhound.
The wolfdog had black and yellow fur, and standing next to Qi San, who had broad shoulders and long legs, it didn't look particularly scary.
It was not until Qi San handed the chain to Luo Wan that the assassin could see clearly that the dog was half a man's height, almost as tall as Luo Wan's waist.
"What do you want to do?" the assassin's voice trembled. "A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated...Ah!"
Qi San suddenly pulled the high rope from behind. The boy smiled mischievously: "Girl, should we release it now?"
The assassin shouted in panic, "What are you going to do?! What on earth do you want to do?"
Luo Wan gently stroked Da Huang's neck and untied the chain: "Let him go."
Qi San responded with a push, and the assassin immediately swung under the tree like a swing. The next moment, Da Huang excitedly ran after him!
The sound of wind and dog barking passed by his ears. The assassin was so scared that he closed his eyes tightly, feeling that the mad dog was about to bite him in the next second.
But Dahuang didn't bite him, it just chased his swaying figure and jumped and played.
The dog spitted on the assassin's face, but he suddenly became quiet.
Luo Wan frowned and said coldly, "Stop."
Seeing her frown, Qi San also looked extremely bad, and immediately stopped the wandering assassin with his hands.
Drop after drop of light yellow liquid flowed down the assassin's cheek, and the original parabola accumulated into a small pool of water under his head.
The assassin finally recovered, but his stomach churned and he vomited uncontrollably all over the floor.
Seeing him incontinent, Luo Wan instantly lost interest due to disgust. He said indifferently, "Lock him up in the woodshed and starve him for a few days before releasing him."
After Luo Wan left, Qi San kicked the limp assassin twice, then dragged him into the woodshed with a look of disgust, cleaned the place carefully, and took a shower after that.
During dinner, Luo Wan accompanied the Crown Princess and the little prince into the palace to pay a visit to the Queen.
In the days after Xiao Ce passed away, the Queen didn't want to see the little prince at all.
When she saw the little prince, she would think of how lively and cute Xiao Ce was when he was this age. Who could have imagined that he was now a motionless and speechless corpse, lying coldly in the imperial mausoleum.
Losing her daughter in middle age and her son in old age, the pain of seeing two people die before her had already overwhelmed the empress's body.
Compared to the last time Luo Wan came with Jiang Cichen, the Queen looked much more haggard. Her hair had been growing wildly these days, completely covered in white hair, with almost no trace of black hair left.
The imperial physician came to take my pulse, but he simply said it was a heart attack, prescribing the same old soothing remedies in a different bottle. But the real medicine had long since been buried deep in the earth, a true example of a stone without a cure.
In order to comfort the queen, the little prince learned a new ancient poem and recited it while shaking his head in front of the queen.
The Queen finally smiled slightly and held out her hand to the young prince: "Come here quickly, let the Empress take a closer look."
The little prince walked with his short legs and sat next to the queen with the support of Nanny Cuiyin.
The queen caressed the little prince's face with special tenderness.
"Is the Imperial Grandmother thinking about my father?" The little prince raised his head and asked softly, "Yu'er hasn't seen my father for a long time, and I miss him too."
"Yes," the Queen sighed softly, "How could the Imperial Grandmother miss him? He is the Imperial Grandmother's only son..."
The little prince blinked and said, "When will father come back? He hasn't been back for so long, does he miss us?"
The Queen looked at the candle in front of her, her vision suddenly blurred, and the candlelight split into three at that moment: "He has left us forever."
The little prince seemed to understand: "I know! It's because they put my father in a big box..."
"Xiao Shiyu!" The Crown Princess interrupted him, "Be careful with your words and actions."
"That's fine. I want to hear what Yu'er has to say." The Queen lowered her eyes and looked at him. "Yu'er, continue."
The young prince glanced at the Crown Princess quietly, and when he saw that she no longer stopped him, he continued, "But Yu'er never feels that his father is gone. When he practices calligraphy, he can copy the calligraphy that his father left behind. When he plays, he can pick up the wooden sword that his father made for him. When he misses him... he can even look at his portrait."
"But you can't hear his voice or touch him again," said the Queen.
"Yu'er knows it because father left us, but we never left father." The little prince said seriously.
The Queen raised her eyes to look at the Crown Princess: "Did you teach him?"
The Crown Princess shook her head.
The queen's gaze shifted to Luo Wan, and she also shook her head.
In fact, Luo Wan does not think that "death is not the same as real death, forgetting is the real death". She believes that when a person dies, he is dead, and for the dead person, he is already dead.
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The wind was very strong on that spring night, and the lanterns under the eaves were blown unsteadily, and several of them went out one after another.
Luo Wan vaguely saw a figure standing silently in the corridor.
When I got closer, I could see that it was Qi San.
"The wind is so strong, what are you doing standing here?" Luo Wan asked when she saw his hair was messy.
Qi San took out a letter from his pocket. The letter was smooth and neat, without even a wrinkle. He silently handed the letter to Luo Wan and said only one word: "Letter."
"Is it a letter from the front line?" Luo Wan hadn't received any news from Jiang Cichen for a long time. She didn't even have time to look at the envelope before she opened the sealing wax.
Qi San shook his head and said, "No."
Luo Wan's eyes fell on the first line of words, and she realized it was a letter from Tingyu Tower. She turned and looked closely at the envelope. It was empty, without the three words "Luo Wan Shou" that she was familiar with, which Jiang Cichen often wrote.
"You go back." She was not in a hurry to look at it now, so she opened the door and went into the house.
"Girl." Qi San suddenly called her.
Luo Wan turned around and looked at him.
"Are you going back?" the young man asked in a soft voice, his eyes looking particularly deep in the dim light.
Luo Wan never deliberately concealed her identity from Qi San. She felt that he was a smart and reliable child who could guess her identity without telling it out loud, so during this period, he helped her send and receive letters to and from Tingyu Tower.
Luo Wan smiled slightly: "We have to go back eventually. It's windy outside, so don't stand here."
Not knowing whether he listened attentively or not, Luo Wan closed the door, took off his cloak, and then read the letter carefully in the light of the lamp at the desk.
About half a month ago, Jiang Cichen wrote to me for the last time, saying that Lin'an City was about to be captured.
From that day on, Luo Wan's plan began to work. He summoned everyone from Tingyu Tower and besieged Miaojiang, aiming to take only one life.
As for Lei Yuanjie, Luo Wan actually had some respect for his ability to remain patient until now. He would definitely take action before Bei Yeji's complete downfall, otherwise this cooperation would be more trouble than it would take for him.
The letter from Tingyu Tower stated that except for the secret assassins who would not be transferred for the time being, all the assassins who were carrying out missions outside had been recalled.
In addition, Qingyun said frankly that although he could not completely eliminate the poison of Jue Ya, he developed a pill that could temporarily stop the spread of all toxins after taking it for seven days.
Under the dim light, Luo Wan replied to Tingyu Tower, saying that the assassins were ready for deployment and that a large number of pills would be developed. When the time came, all the assassins in Tingyu Tower would take them.
The next day.
Luo Wan was about to hand the reply to Qi San when she heard a child crying in the Crown Princess's courtyard. Arriving, she saw the young prince sitting in front of the wall, reflecting on his mistakes. His chubby little self, standing in a corner with a puffed-up expression, looked particularly comical.
The Crown Princess sat nearby. Luo Wan knew she was still angry about yesterday's incident, so she offered some words of advice. The Crown Princess didn't really think the young prince had done anything wrong and deserved punishment, but she was just saying that in the deep palace, words can cause trouble, and she needed to remind him of this truth. In the previous dynasty, there was no such thing as children speaking without restraint; there were only handles that could be used against them.
People with different intentions are best at making groundless accusations.
"Alright," the Crown Princess relented, "Let's go have breakfast."
When the little prince heard about food, he immediately burst into laughter and followed over happily.
The morning breeze blew across the faces of the three people, bringing a slight coolness.
"I heard another assassin was apprehended yesterday?" the Crown Princess asked. "Did they find out anything during the interrogation?"
Luo Wan shook his head: "He lost control of his bladder before the torture even began. Since they dared to send him here, I bet he won't be able to reveal anything important. Let's lock him up for a few days and then release him, and then send someone to secretly monitor him."
"That's good. None of the people we've captured these days have been able to betray the people above us." The Crown Princess suddenly asked softly, "Jiang Cichen...hasn't he written to you in a while?"
The little prince seemed to understand who they were talking about and looked up and asked, "Is my brother coming back?"
The Crown Princess lowered her eyes: "I'm sorry that you two are separated because of me and Yu'er."
"Jiang Cichen and I owed His Royal Highness the Crown Prince a favor," Luo Wan said calmly. "He has passed away. If I could still repay this favor, I think he would have wanted you to be safe the most."
Although Luo Wan couldn't stand Xiao Ce's behavior, Xiao Ce was grateful to her and Jiang Cichen anyway.
After breakfast, Luo Wan returned to the courtyard and handed the letter to Qi San. In fact, there was another letter, but she was a little hesitant about whether to take it out. It was for Jiang Cichen.
Seeing her hesitation, Qi San asked, "Miss, do you have any other instructions?"
For a full half month, there was no news. Luo Wan was furious that Jiang Cichen's words were inconsistent with his actions. She stuffed the letter into her sleeve and said, "It's okay. Go ahead."
Qi San responded and retreated, and Luo Wan went into the house.
"Wanwan."
A familiar voice penetrated the eardrum and reached the bottom of my heart.
Luo Wan turned around to look, the morning light filtering through the lush flowers and trees, dancing on his dusty black armor.
He stood there, dusty and exhausted, with tired eyes and stubble on his chin, but his eyes were surprisingly bright, locked on her, not wanting to look away.
The air seemed to be stagnant.
The worry, anxiety, and grievance of having no news for the past half month were all blocked in her heart, churning and making her throat tight.
Luo Wan suppressed the urge to run over and just stood there, raising his chin slightly. His voice was deliberately calm: "General Ling Yun, have you come to the wrong place? The battle on the front line is tense, and the general actually has the leisure to return to the capital."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Cichen was not annoyed at all, but the amusement in his eyes deepened.
"I understand," he moved closer, his eyes falling on her slightly pursed lips, "you missed me."
Luo Wan glanced at him and turned away.
Jiang Cichen chuckled softly, and suddenly reached out his hand. His fingertips quickly passed through her sleeve and accurately picked up the letter that had not been sent yet.
Jiang Cichen shook the letter, his tone becoming light and airy again: "'Brother Cichen, why haven't you come back yet? I miss you so much every night that I can't even eat or drink'!"
"Jiang Cichen!" Luo Wan reached out to grab the letter, gritting his teeth in anger, "Do you want to die?!"
When did she ever write something like this in a letter???
This is clearly fabricated! It’s simply slander!!!
While she was grabbing the letter, Jiang Cichen lowered his head and kissed her on the lips. He stopped teasing and used a little force to pull her towards him, causing her pink dress to hit the black armor.
Those peach blossom eyes gazed at her affectionately, and Jiang Cichen said seriously: "Don't be angry, listen to my explanation."
Luo Wan didn't say anything.
Jiang Cichen said, "Lin'an City was captured. The final battle lasted for over ten days. After the capture of Lin'an, I rushed back day and night. I really didn't have time to write a letter. The expedited victory report, which traveled eight hundred miles, probably only just reached the palace."
Seeing the person in his arms was indifferent, he continued, "I know I was wrong, and I will never make the same mistake again. If the battle gets long, I will tell you in advance and never let you worry."
Luo Wan saw a few servants hurriedly passing by and said, "Be serious."
Jiang Cichen knew this was coaxing: "To punish me for my mistake," he paused, "I'll let you be on top tonight, okay?"
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