Chapter 98 Bathing Her Every Night
Shen Xingwan walked slowly towards Wei Zilin step by step.
Her steps were extremely light and slow, as if every step was weakly stepping on cotton, and her steps were trembling slightly.
The blood-stained skirt was like withered petals slowly falling in the night, falling to the ground silently, yet making people feel sad.
Her eyes were lowered, her expression calm and almost indifferent, only her slender fingers hanging down were curled up imperceptibly, revealing her inner struggle.
Wei Zilin half leaned on the divine horse, quietly watching her figure approaching little by little, with the corners of his eyes slightly raised, and a little impatience gradually emerged in his eyes.
Finally, he couldn't bear it any longer, frowned, reached out and pulled Shen Xingwan over.
Shen Xingwan staggered and fell into his arms.
She could almost hear her own heartbeat being disrupted for a moment by the sudden and violent impact.
Wei Zilin lowered his head and looked down at her condescendingly.
His eyes were so blazing and hot that they seemed to melt her.
He was so close to her that she could almost hear the strong heartbeat in his chest and smell the scent of ambergris mixed with blood on his body.
Wei Zilin also smelled her unique sweet fragrance.
It was the rich scent that only roses that bloomed after the rain could possess, and it was the scent that had been keeping him awake all night and haunting him in his dreams recently.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, carefully feeling the soft and warm fragrance of the jade filling his arms.
This touch of sweetness, which should have been pure and refreshing, was now mixed with the strong smell of blood in the air, which made his heart slightly disturbed and his eyes dark.
Her body trembled slightly in his arms, but she was like a reed standing against the wind, her back extremely straight, and she was completely unwilling to move towards him.
Wei Zilin suddenly laughed, without any scruples, and even with a hint of pride: "Wanwan, you finally fell into my hands."
The moment he finished speaking, he suddenly pulled his arms back and held her slender waist tightly against himself.
She was almost completely locked in his arms, her shoulders against his chest, her breath held tightly by him.
He held her tightly and climbed onto the horse.
Before Shen Xingwan could react, he had already taken her to sit on the horse's back.
Wei Zilin sat firmly, holding her tightly in his arms, pulled the reins, and turned to leave.
"princess!"
Xing Zhou shouted from behind.
The roar trembled several times.
Her body shook violently, and just as she was about to turn around, Wei Zilin looked back at her coldly, with a sharp and icy gaze.
The Royal Guards immediately took action following the order, with almost no hesitation. In a flash, they rushed forward and subdued Xing Zhou and all the secret guards, pressing them heavily into a pool of blood and dust.
"stop!"
Shen Xingwan was shocked and angry. She turned around and pulled Wei Zilin's collar, her voice trembling, "You said it! You promised to let them go!"
Her eyes were red and tears kept falling.
Wei Zilin looked down at her, his lips slightly raised, smiling very gently, but with a cruel ending: "Did I say that?"
Shen Xingwan was stunned and looked at him helplessly. He curled his lips slowly.
"I think I did, but..."
He leaned close to her ear and spoke in a low voice that only she could hear vaguely, "It depends on your performance..."
"If you listen to me, I can be more generous and let them go."
Shen Xingwan bit her lip tightly, "Send the imperial physician Duan from the palace. Feiyun is seriously injured. If you don't save her, I will bite my tongue and commit suicide."
Wei Zilin paused when he heard this, and suddenly laughed.
That smile was different from the contempt just now, but instead carried a strange kind of intoxication.
He seemed to be really amused by her threat to the death, "When did you learn to threaten me with your own life?"
He stretched out his hand and gently stroked a drop of blood on her earlobe with his fingertips, seeming to pity and tease her: "It's just a mere imperial physician, easy to talk to."
As he spoke, he turned sideways and said, "Send Doctor Duan over here immediately."
An attendant immediately took the order and left.
Only then did Shen Xingwan feel relieved.
But Wei Zilin no longer left her any way out. He squeezed the horse's belly hard with his legs and whipped the horse!
The horse neighed loudly and rushed into the night like an arrow.
The wind was howling, Shen Xingwan was held tightly in his arms, behind her was the bloody ground in front of the Regent's Palace, the flickering firelight reflected her pale face.
The night wind was like a knife, whistling past my ears.
The wind was filled with the smell of blood, and the horses' hooves kicked up a cloud of dust.
The horse's hooves flew like flying, leaving a swift shadow in the night. The wind on the horse's back was even stronger, and even breathing seemed to be torn apart in mid-air.
Wei Zilin was riding a warhorse, wearing golden armor and looking cold and majestic.
He glanced sideways at Shen Xingwan who was trembling slightly in front of him, and a rare tenderness flashed across his eyes.
He caught the fluttering scarlet and gold-painted cloak behind him. With its dancing flame-like patterns, it spread out in the night sky, fluttering like a stream of fire.
He twisted his wrist and wrapped Shen Xingwan in the warmth, holding her tightly in his arms, as if he wanted to embed her into his bones and blood, hide her under his wings, not allowing the wind to blow her and no one to see her.
The moment the cloak wrapped around her, Shen Xingwan's body stiffened. She smelled his unique cold breath at her nose, which made her shiver inexplicably.
Wei Zilin rested his chin on her hair, sniffing the fragrance of her hair, his voice breaking into an inaudible whisper in the wind: "Wanwan, hold me tight."
Shen Xingwan neither agreed nor wanted to hug him. Her back was stiff and she stubbornly refused to get close to him at all.
But the next moment, Wei Zilin suddenly raised the whip and whipped the horse's belly mercilessly.
"drive!"
With a loud shout, the wind became stronger, and the horse neighed and leaped up like a madman, running wildly almost for its life.
The four hooves stepped on the wind and the iron hooves hit the ground, scaring the birds on the roadside eaves and making them fly away in all directions.
Shen Xingwan's heart suddenly trembled, and his whole body swayed from side to side in the violent shaking. He was already sitting unsteadily, and now he didn't even have a trace of support.
She was half-hugged by him sitting in front of her, and every time she jumped up, she seemed to be thrown off the horse's back and falling into the abyss of night.
She subconsciously wanted to grab something, but at this critical moment, Wei Zilin's arm around her waist suddenly loosened.
"ah!"
She screamed and her body slid down suddenly. The next moment, her instinct for survival spread its wings like a frightened bird.
Almost without thinking, she stretched out her hands and wrapped them tightly around his neck, as if a drowning person had grabbed the last piece of driftwood. She used all her strength and almost hung herself on him.
"Wei Zilin! You're crazy!"
Her breathing was unstable, her voice was filled with anger and fear, and her fingers were shaking.
But from above my head, a vicious low laugh came.
The laughter spread in the wind, like a jackal lurking in the night, carrying with it the joy and playfulness peculiar to a hunter.
"Heh...you're finally willing to hug me?"
His voice was hoarse, with rough breathing from riding, and it was close to her ear, brushing her hair lightly.
As if out of kindness, he stretched out his arms and embraced her again, but his strength was tighter than before, so tight that he seemed to crush her into his body.
Her whole body was clamped tightly against his chest, unable to move.
The armor on his body was thick, heavy and cold, and it made a slight sound of metal friction and collision in the night wind.
The cold, hard texture hurt her back, but she didn't dare to move, and she couldn't move, for fear that if she struggled free, he would go crazy and throw her away.
Wei Zilin looked down at her, his eyes dim and a barely perceptible smile curved up at the corners of his lips.
"Don't be afraid." He suddenly said in a hoarse voice, "If I wanted you dead, I would have done it long ago."
He paused, then put his fingertips under her cloak and touched her clenched fists. They were cool, and he stroked them carefully. "Wanwan...you are mine now."
The wind is getting stronger and the night is as dark as ink.
She closed her eyes, but her chest heaved violently because of his words.
Shen Xingwan's heart was churning with turbulence.
When the divine horse rushed into the palace gate, she was shocked to realize that it had arrived at the palace without realizing it after running all the way.
But inside the high wall, things were strange and eerie.
Normally speaking, with such a big incident happening tonight, the palace should be brightly lit and heavily guarded. Even in the middle of the night, there should be palace servants carrying torches patrolling back and forth.
But at this moment, there was pitch darkness in front of me, and it was so quiet that it made people feel cold.
There were no lights, no footsteps, even the sound of the wind blowing through the eaves seemed to be swallowed up by something, leaving only deathly silence.
Shen Xingwan felt a chill down his spine, his eyes moving quietly in the darkness.
She wanted to see clearly which palace this was, whether it was near the imperial garden, or whether she could see anything unusual. But before she could see clearly, a bony hand suddenly reached out and covered her eyes accurately.
"Don't look around." Wei Zilin's voice was low, close to her ear, with a hint of impatience and dangerous hoarseness.
The palm was large and slightly cold, but it had a strong oppressive force that did not allow her to struggle. His five fingers pressed tightly against her eyes, forcing her to see darkness in front of her eyes. She could only allow him to restrain her.
She heard her breathing become rapid, and the humiliation and resentment of being controlled surged in her heart, but she knew that if she struggled at this moment, it would only anger him.
Wei Zilin hugged her and dismounted from the horse. He covered her eyes and hugged her from behind, walking slowly through several corridors.
His footsteps echoed clearly in the quiet palace corridor, and every step seemed to step on her heart, making her so nervous that she could hardly breathe.
Until there was a loud "Bang!"
He kicked the door of the palace open suddenly, causing the door hinges to vibrate.
He pushed Shen Xingwan hard, and she staggered and fell into the hall.
The hall was dark, with a few dim candles flickering. The light was weak and it was impossible to see what was going on inside the hall. It was vaguely an empty harem bedroom.
As soon as she managed to stand firmly on her feet, Wei Zilin followed her into the hall.
The golden armor on his body shone with a cold metallic glow in the dim candlelight, and his eyes were dark, like a hunting beast, staring at his prey.
"Bathe her."
At his command, several young palace maids immediately walked in from outside the palace gate, with their heads lowered. They were all unfamiliar faces.
"I don't need it." She bit her lip, straightened her back, and spoke stubbornly.
Wei Zilin didn't even raise his head, and sneered: "Do you think you still have a choice?"
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