Chapter 238 Yanyan, it’s me!
So, how did Xiyan appear in the dense forest?
It turned out that during dinner, Helian Feng was originally having dinner with her, but was suddenly asked to leave by Shihun.
Xiyan's heart moved.
Because, Shihun was Chu Jin's personal guard, so how could he approach Helian Feng in private?
So she followed secretly and eavesdropped, only then did she know that Helian Feng was going to lead the imperial guards to capture Manluo, Xuanyue and the others, and she thought it was not good.
While Helian Feng was out of the house, she sent a letter to Han Xiao by carrier pigeon.
However, tonight she was restless and frightened, always feeling that Manluo and the others were in great danger, so she sneaked out of the Prince's Mansion, followed the horseshoe prints of the guards, and came to the dense forest where the accident happened.
Among the several death warriors under Xiao Nanyue, Xiyan is the most skilled in lightness skills.
She jumped onto a tree and shuttled between trees. With the cover of night, she soon arrived at the battlefield and hid in a tree to look down.
It happened that Helian Feng ordered three thousand guards to surround Manluo and the others, preparing to capture them in one fell swoop.
Xiyan was secretly anxious, but she knew that if she showed up rashly, she would not be able to repel the thousands of troops by herself, and would only expose her identity in vain.
Just as she was getting extremely anxious, she heard a slight noise coming from the branches of the tree beside her.
In the darkness, a figure swayed gently with the branches.
Xiyan didn't know whether it was an enemy or a friend, and held her breath and jumped onto the tree trunk beside her.
The sole of his boot had just crushed a leaf when the man turned around alertly, about to release the hidden weapon from his sleeve - but when he caught a glimpse of her face, he suddenly stopped.
"Xiyan?"
Xiyan was startled. When she saw the other person pull down the black veil on his face, revealing his handsome eyebrows and eyes, she recognized that it was Fu Yunqing.
Fu Yunqing lowered his voice: "Why are you here? Helian Feng's men are all downstairs——"
When Xiyan saw that it was him, she had an idea:
"There's no time to explain, Master Fu, I need your help."
"What's the matter?"
"Hold me hostage."
Xiyan looked directly into the astonishment in his eyes and said, "Force Helian Feng to withdraw his troops."
Fu Yunqing frowned: "Are you crazy? If he doesn't agree..."
"Then we'll fight to the bitter end."
Xiyan just wanted to gamble on how much of Helian Feng's tenderness and affection towards her was real.
If it is false, she will not show mercy if they meet on the battlefield one day.
When Fu Yunqing acted according to the plan and the dagger was against her throat, she bumped into Helian Feng's suddenly shrinking face. There was surprise, anger and worry in his eyes, but not the indifference she expected.
Although he had doubted her and used her, he still chose to save her at the critical moment of life and death.
Even though there were doubts in his eyes, suspecting that she was in collusion with Manluo and the others, this time, he didn't dare to gamble again, for he was afraid of losing her completely.
Xiyan felt guilty towards Helian Feng.
After all, she was a killer who had infiltrated his prince's mansion with the intention of taking his life.
His reluctance to let her go, his deep affection for her, even though it was mixed with scheming and not pure, but who was he to her? Why should he give everything for her? What could she give him in return?
When the truth comes out and they face each other honestly, how should he and she deal with it?
Xiyan felt that she was clear-headed and that she could never repay him for what she owed him in this life.
On the way back to the Prince's Mansion, she was held tightly in Helian Feng's arms, feeling mixed emotions:
She won the bet on Helian Feng's feelings for her, but ultimately she couldn't win the bet on the ever-changing situation.
The war is about to break out, and her identity can no longer be hidden for a few more days!
However, she did not expect that she had used too much internal energy when performing the Qinggong, and her injuries had not yet fully healed. On the way back, the bumpy ride on the horse caused her miscarriage, causing her to lose control and vomit and faint.
When she woke up, she saw that Helian Feng looked unhappy and guessed that he already knew that she was pregnant, but he avoided talking about it and only told her to have a good rest and pay more attention to her diet recently.
No one knew what Helian Feng was planning these days, and he had to go out of the house every night.
Tonight, he is not here again.
Xiyan lay in bed, tossing and turning, but was secretly suspicious in her heart.
It has been two days since I took the abortion pill, but my stomach has not moved at all. On the contrary, the nausea is more severe than in the past few days, and the number of vomiting times per day is increasing.
In fact, Xiyan didn't know that the reason why her nausea worsened was because she had taken the antidote for the Chizhong Gu, and the poison had been excreted from her body along with the vomit.
The moonlight tonight is particularly cold and clear. For some reason, Xiyan feels a little uneasy.
She lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep well. Her mind was full of the dangerous things that happened last night, and the baby in her belly that had not yet been born was like a hot stone, burning her heart and making her feel anxious.
While half asleep and half awake, the bed behind me suddenly sank slightly.
Xiyan realized something was wrong - even with her alertness from years of martial arts training, she didn't notice anything was happening until the other person sat down on the edge of the bed!
Xiyan gathered her internal strength at her fingertips and was about to fight back, but unexpectedly, her body was pulled into a cold embrace.
"Who!" She was so frightened that her blood almost froze, and she shouted subconsciously.
However, her exclamation was silenced by a slender hand pressing against her lips.
The person who came exuded a deadly and familiar cold plum fragrance. Then, his cool lips pressed against her ear, and his deep voice was as clear as the night dew:
"Yanyan, it's the king!"
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