Chapter 95: Beili Wolf King x Central Plains Prince 31
Qian Zhou suddenly felt that there was nothing more to say. He turned his back to Xiao Jintian and said, "Anyway, you don't believe a word I say now..."
"Then go away," he said.
Qian Zhou's voice seemed to be able to dissipate in the air at any time. It sounded sickly and there was no strength between each word.
Xiao Jintian walked to the table, raised his hand to pick up the square bag containing snacks, and lowered his eyes to observe.
The oil paper was not damaged, but the colored paper used to decorate it was missing a corner. This kind of paper burns very quickly and turns white after burning.
It does look similar to the remaining ashes.
Xiao Jintian's expression did not change. He looked back at Qian Zhou and left.
The door closed with a soft sound, and Qianzhou opened his eyes, with indescribable complex emotions in his eyes.
The winter in Beili is getting colder day by day. The cold wind is howling outside, but the sound is blocked outside, making the house seem even quieter.
Qianzhou listened to his own breathing, stretched out his hands, and folded them on the pillow.
Trying to feel sleepy, but failing.
When he turned over again, the door opened slightly and Xiao Jintian came back.
He was holding a bowl of freshly brewed medicine, which was dark in color and smelled bitter.
Qian Zhou frowned, "Why are you back again?"
Xiao Jintian sat beside him and carried him out of the bed. Qian Zhou pushed him, and Xiao Jintian put the medicine next to his mouth.
"If you catch a cold, take medicine the night before and you can avoid it."
He coaxed a child, "Open your mouth."
Qian Zhou smelled the scent of herbs mixed with heat, which was bitter, astringent and a little sour, and pushed Xiao Jintian's hand away in resistance.
"I don't want to drink it, so who cares if you want this?"
Xiao Jintian said, "Well, just ask me for some snacks."
Before Qian Zhou could say anything, Xiao Jintian pinched his nose and forced him to drink a sip.
A strong bitter taste instantly filled my mouth and nose, and my throat felt sour and irritated. The taste was really disgusting.
Qianzhou opened his mouth, had an unsightly expression, and frowned.
[Strategy Value +2]
[Current strategy value: 60]
"Xiao Jintian, get out of here."
Qianzhou looked at him resentfully, determined not to take a second sip.
Xiao Jintian pinched his waist, took a big sip himself, and then pressed the back of his head to force-feed him.
The leaked medicine slid down the corner of his mouth and flowed onto Qianzhou's neck. Xiao Jintian was like a hungry wolf.
It entangled with Qianzhou's lips and teeth, swept away the air, rubbed his nose, and was full of greed when breathing in and out.
Qianzhou's chest heaved violently, and he pushed him away and tilted his head to cough.
Xiao Jintian pressed Qianzhou's back and said, "He's suffering like this. Does anyone know that even the Third Prince has such a hard time drinking medicine?"
The corners of his mouth curled up, and he patted Qianzhou on the back, "Okay, it's finished."
The bottom of the bowl was empty. Qianzhou stood up and returned to the couch, wrapping himself in the quilt.
Xiao Jintian didn't care whether others agreed or not. You had to let him do what he wanted. Qian Zhou simply didn't talk to him.
A few footsteps were heard, and this time, Xiao Jintian really left.
Qianzhou lay there for a long time. Perhaps because of the medicine he had taken, he felt sleepy and his consciousness quickly became blurred.
He slept too late, and Xiao Jintian had already left the next day.
Beili officially entered winter, and Qianzhou's energy was obviously much less than before. He woke up slowly at noon.
My head doesn't hurt anymore, and most of my fatigue has disappeared, but I still feel a little weak, as if my body hasn't woken up yet.
Qian Zhou sat for a long time before returning to normal.
In the past, if there was an assassin in the middle of the night, he would kick the person down as soon as he opened his eyes.
Qian Zhou: Alas, today is different from the past. My health is not as good as before.
[System 052: Didn't you say that it would be fine if I just took good care of it for a year or two?]
Qian Zhou: I feel like it shouldn't take that long. Could it be that my hidden injuries haven't fully healed yet and winter has already arrived in Beili?
Qian Zhou: If things are normal, I'll run and jump more next spring, and I won't be as bad as I am now.
[System 052: That's... a bit strange.]
[Qianzhou: This is really cold]
[System 052: What are your plans for today?]
Qian Zhou: I have to go find Lan Zhi today. The Central Plains delegation will definitely be restless for the next three days.
Qianzhou easily avoided Yinwu's sight and actually slipped away after lunch.
All you need to do is say to Yinwu, "I'm tired today, I'll sleep a little longer."
Yin Wu would just stand guard outside the door and wouldn't go in to check all afternoon.
Qian Zhou stepped on the roof tiles with his toes, making only a small sound, which was so loud that no one could notice it amid the noise of the street.
Lanyu Tower is very lively today. It is said that the Zhong family is holding a banquet to celebrate the birthday of the young master of the Zhong family.
The entire three floors were packed with people, and Qianzhou looked inside from afar.
Zhong Nan was surrounded in the center, and a circle of well-dressed gentlemen toasted him with smiles on their faces.
Lanzhi was also standing aside wearing a red dress and smiling. She was extremely alert and noticed something, so she looked towards Qianzhou.
Qianzhou pointed upstairs and then disappeared.
"Master Lan?"
"Ah," Lanzhi came back to her senses, "I'm going upstairs to get something, you guys chat first."
"well."
Lanzhi went upstairs holding up her red skirt and stopped at the door of the private room on the third floor. Guests on both sides greeted her.
There was no suspicious person, so Lanzhi pushed the door open and went in.
Qianzhou sat at the table and poured himself a cup of tea, his figure standing straight under his cotton robe.
Crossing his long legs, he tapped the teacup with his fingertips and said:
"sit."
Lanzhi sat in front of him, "What's wrong? You came to see me today, but what happened?"
Qian Zhou pinched the teacup between his fingers and said, "The Central Plains delegation's request for peace is fake."
Lanzhi's pupils shrank, "It's actually fake..."
"Then if something happens, won't Xiao Jintian blame you? Then--" Lanzhi couldn't hold back her voice.
Qianzhou gently pressed his palm downwards, signaling her to be quiet, and Lanzhi fell silent.
"The purpose of this delegation's visit should not just be to take me away."
"Beili, apart from Xiao Jintian, Yuan Hao is the backbone. Send someone to secretly keep an eye on Yuan Hao and make sure nothing happens to him."
Lanzhi's expression changed slightly, "You mean, they will attack him..."
"Not necessarily, but if it were me, I would indeed want to get rid of Yuan Hao."
Qian Zhou's tone was flat. The tea had already gone cold. He tilted his fingers slightly and poured the tea away.
Lanzhi looked at Qianzhou quietly, her pupils trembling slightly. His calm, cold and gentle aura was somewhat similar to that of the man on the throne.
A tiger father will have a dog son. The sixteen princes of the Central Plains fought each other openly and secretly, and only two of them were firmly in the upper hand.
The disciple surpasses the master, and in the Central Plains, he can make clouds and rain with a flip of his hand.
The prince sits firmly in the hall, and thousands of boats shock the battlefield.
Looking at other small countries, who wouldn’t sigh at how powerful the two dragon-like and tiger-like princes in the Central Plains are?
"How many people do you have now?" Qian Zhou asked.
"There are nearly 50 people, and 12 of them are trustworthy."
Qian Zhou said in a deep voice: "This is far from enough..."
Lanzhi's eyebrows twitched, and she leaned forward with a concerned look in her eyes:
"Qianzhou, what are you going to do?"
Qian Zhou saw her nervous expression and laughed, "Don't worry, I won't take any risks."
"I have decided to stay in Beili from now on."
Lanzhi's face lit up with joy. "Really?"
"Well," Qian Zhou was lost in thought, "Beili's troops are strong, but their covert forces are insufficient. Whatever Xiao Jintian can't think of, I'll do for him."
Qian Zhou lowered his voice, "Send someone tomorrow..."
Lanzhi opened her red lips slightly, with doubt in her eyes. After a long pause, she nodded, "Okay."
Qian Zhou only stayed in Lanyu Tower for a short time. Xiao Jintian had been watching him closely recently, so he had to go back as soon as possible to avoid being discovered.
Qianzhou was very fast, but after returning to the Wolf King's Mansion, he did not see Yinwu.
Not in front of the courtyard, nor at the door of Qianzhou's room.
How could he not be here?
Qian Zhou landed silently. He suddenly frowned and raised his hand to touch his lower back but found nothing.
Only then did he remember that he had already given his dagger to Wang Yuhe.
So he hid his steps and moved closer to the door, and Qianzhou smelled a faint smell of blood.
His eyes twitched wildly, and he kicked the door open. When he saw the scene inside the house clearly, his pupils suddenly shrank.
Yin Wu fell in a pool of blood!
Qian Zhou quickly squatted down to check his breath. Not far away, there was a sudden sound of bowls and plates falling to the ground.
Fragments flew everywhere, and the cook looked at him in horror, covering her mouth and stepping back.
"Kill... kill..."
"Murder! The Third Prince killed someone!!"
"Someone come quickly--!!!"
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