Chapter 7 The man's thin lips before me were so inviting to kiss...
Jiang Yue and his group, who had been hiding in the shadows, revealed themselves.
Accompanying Jiang Yue was Cheng Jin, who had just returned to the capital after being ordered to go to Jingzhou some time ago.
Fu Huaiqing wrapped his large hand around the girl's slender and supple waist, bent his body slightly, and pulled her into his arms so that she wouldn't fall to the ground.
Cheng Jin glanced at the girl in his master's arms. With his eyes still open, he stretched out his arm halfway, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of his master's seemingly cold gaze. He was stunned for a moment, scratching his head in confusion.
However, seeing that his master did not seem to object, he still reached out and took the branch. In an instant, Cheng Jin suddenly realized that his master probably felt that there was a difference between men and women.
He pursed his lips slightly, and to show that he had no improper thoughts, he stepped forward, took the branch, and directly hoisted her onto his shoulder, the girl's arms swinging back and forth.
Fu Huaiqing: "..."
His gaze silently swept over the righteous and awe-inspiring Cheng Jin.
Cheng Jin paused, followed his master's gaze and looked himself up and down before remembering his purpose. He suddenly realized and said seriously, "Young Master Xu set off for the capital yesterday. If nothing unexpected happens, he will arrive in the capital in seven days."
Fu Huaiqing remained silent, his attention entirely focused on the girl's arms that swung from time to time, her head drooping downwards and bobbing up and down intermittently, her sleeves fluttering with her arms, brushing against the breeze.
Cheng Jin, who had not received a reply for a long time, raised his head slightly.
Jiang Yue, who was being stopped and whispered to by the guards, also looked over. When he saw the figure being carried on his colleague's shoulder, his eyelids twitched several times. He quickly stepped forward and waved to the two guards behind him to come up: "Master, the carriage is ready. I will have someone escort Miss Zhi back to her courtyard immediately."
"Send it back to Wuweipu," Fu Huaiqing said.
Jiang Yue cupped his hands in greeting, not knowing the reason but not asking any further questions.
He glanced at Cheng Jin, signaling him to carefully lower the girl from his shoulder, and then reported back, "Just now, the guards reported that after Lord Qin returned to the capital today, he rigorously interrogated the assassins who had secretly attempted to kill him. In less than half an hour, they learned that the girl had been accompanying Lord Qin for over a month. However, they only said that the assassin was a short man, sent by someone else to assassinate Lord Qin. So, sir—"
Out of the corner of his eye, Jiang Yue caught sight of his master's suddenly raised arm. He swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth and watched as his master reached out to embrace the swaying Biezhi girl. His sword-like eyebrows furrowed slightly as he raised his hand.
In an instant, everyone clearly realized that the woman in their master's arms was breathing abnormally and seemed to be waking up. They then bowed and withdrew.
The other branch lifted its eyelids half an inch, then silently closed them again.
After three or four attempts, she finally managed to open her eyes. An unbearable, persistent pain shot through the back of her neck, causing her brows to furrow tightly. If it weren't for Ji Ran standing in front of her, frantically supporting her, she would have suspected that she was being targeted for revenge.
Before she could even ask, Ji Ran reached over her neck. Bie Zhi instinctively flinched to the side, then watched as he patted the tree behind him and pointed at her neck. Only then did she understand what he meant, and asked dazedly, "Did I bump into a tree?"
Fu Huaiqing withdrew his hand, his eyes calm.
Biezhi glanced back at the massive tree trunk. Under normal circumstances, this would definitely not have been possible, but in his drunken state, there was indeed a possibility of him passing out: "Indeed, drinking is bad for your health."
She waved her hand and said, "Let's go, I'll take you home."
Judging from her tone, Fu Huaiqing knew that she was still drunk, so he followed her back slowly.
Biezhi took a few steps, then realized the person beside her was gone. She turned back to look at him, frowned, and pouted, "Why didn't you follow me?"
The girl was slightly drunk, and her words unconsciously carried a hint of coquettishness.
Fu Huaiqing, who 'couldn't hear,' calmly walked up.
Biezhi had only taken four or five steps, but in her current state of confusion, it felt like an eternity. She frowned, grabbed the man's wrist, and pulled him forward: "You can't hear or speak. If you walk behind, what if you get kidnapped and sent to the black market to sell your smiles? You've never been to the black market, so you don't know how dangerous it is."
“Stronger men are sent to the arena to fight to the death. If they lose, they are thrown into the gladiatorial arena—” Biezhi recalled the scene she saw three years ago when she followed her target to the black market. She almost vomited the tea she had drunk three days ago. She pursed her lips, measured Ji Ran’s body from head to toe, and shook her head, saying, “Those delicate young men like you are the most popular among those perverts.”
The girl spoke vividly and animatedly, as if he were already in the black market environment and the pervert she was talking about would touch him in the next instant.
Fu Huaiqing had mixed feelings.
Normally, they would have had someone drag them away long ago.
Unfortunately, he is now deaf.
Fu Huaiqing's cold gaze swept across her neck, and as he waited for the right moment, he raised his palm, which was like a blade, halfway up, and the girl's warm hands suddenly covered his cheeks.
His heart skipped a beat, his eyes changed several times, and his palms slowly drooped.
Biezhi cupped his face in her hands, turning it left and right. Her slightly calloused fingertips slowly traced the scar on the man's handsome face, stopping at his slightly pursed lips.
Sometimes, even Biezhi doesn't wish she had such good eyesight and hearing.
For example, right now.
Even though she wasn't as sharp as usual, she could still clearly see the man's Adam's apple bobbing slightly out of the corner of her eye, and even the slightest sound was exceptionally clear and captivating.
It's often said that alcohol emboldens cowards, but I think that's not quite right. To be precise, it's alcohol that emboldens lust.
Especially someone like her who has the desire but not the courage.
She ran her fingertips across his silent lips, and a familiar voice whispered in her ear, enticing her little by little, telling her that the man's thin lips were very kissable.
Fu Huaiqing lowered his eyelids, his calm and indifferent eyes sweeping over the girl's eager expression. Her upturned gaze stared directly at the lower half of his face, and he suddenly understood what she wanted to do.
As the girl's tiptoes rose another half an inch, the man raised his large hand, firmly blocking her entire face.
Suddenly, everything went dark before Biezhi blinked.
Was she rejected?
Biezhi pushed the man's large hand away and stared at him: "Is it not allowed?"
Fu Huaiqing's sword-like eyebrows twitched almost imperceptibly, and he subtly made a drinking gesture, indicating that she was drunk.
It took Biezhi a while to understand what he meant by his gesture. She shook her head seriously, pinched her fingers slightly, and then touched the corner of his lips: "Can't I even kiss him for a little while?"
The guards hidden in the darkness twitched at the corners of their mouths.
Was their prince being taken advantage of?
Having just returned to Beijing, Cheng Jin felt as if he had missed a lot during the three months he was away. He patted Jiang Yue on the shoulder, glanced at the tangled figures on the road, and stared at them with his eyes wide open, silently asking.
Jiang Yue shook his head; he wasn't sure about the situation either.
Biezhi has been by the prince's side for two years. Apart from offending him with her words, this is the first time I have seen her touching him inappropriately. Could it be that she has been away from home for too long and has been bored by herself for more than a month, and feels that she should not restrain her true feelings since she has only lived once in her life?
Jiang Yue didn't know if Biezhi really thought that way, but he knew that if Biezhi really took action, he would go to the Jingzhao Prefecture tonight to see which prison had any vacant cells, and then have someone clean them up to welcome the new guest.
Fu Huaiqing's expression remained unchanged. He raised his wrist, which was being gripped, but it was immediately pressed down by Biezhi, who noticed his movement. He exerted a little force but could not break free from her grasp.
However, Biezhi didn't mean to force anyone. Besides, she also had her pride. Once or twice is one thing, but not a third. After being rejected twice, she gave up. She let go and sighed dejectedly, "Okay, okay, I'll just find another man who's willing to kiss me."
Upon hearing this, Fu Huaiqing frowned.
She wants to find other men to kiss?
In an instant, Fu Huaiqing's face turned even darker than the night sky. It was already unbearable for her to harass him, was she planning to harass others as well?
He gripped the woman's wrist tightly, which appeared slender but actually had a strong and vigorous pulse, and walked forward without saying a word.
Before she could react, Biezhi was pulled along and stumbled a few steps before regaining her balance. She looked up at him suspiciously for a moment, but couldn't figure out what was going on.
"No way..." Biezhi's pupils darted around, "Are you angry?"
No one answered her.
“You’re such a cheapskate, not cute at all,” Biezhi muttered. “They didn’t even actually kiss.”
Still want to kiss?
Fu Huaiqing's palm tightened, and Biezhi cried out in pain.
A drunk person is slow-witted but has heightened senses.
Fu Huaiqing frowned, his palm loosened slightly, he took a deep breath, and his sharp gaze pierced through the darkness, falling directly on Jiang Yue and Cheng Jin in the shadows.
The two of them stood up straight in an instant.
The further we walked back, the stronger the effects of the alcohol became.
Moreover, since Biezhi had been away from home for a long time and rarely slept, a pot of wine was enough to make her feel both drunk and sleepy. However, she still remembered Manager Wang's instructions to send Jiran back to the shop as soon as possible.
For a fleeting moment, she regained consciousness and patted her cheek, trying to wake herself up. But the instant her palm lifted from her cheek, her vision went black again, and she fainted.
In the tranquil bamboo forest, the scene of their lord holding Miss Biezhi with one arm was repeated once again. The guards, who had witnessed Biezhi's flirtatious behavior towards their master, no longer hesitated. They quickly stepped forward, took the woman from their master's arms, and neatly carried her away, disappearing into the bamboo forest.
Jiang Yuecheng and Jin stepped forward and followed their master outside.
Fu Huaiqing withdrew his gaze. "Where is Ling Feng?"
"I'm with Miss Qin at Jingxi Pavilion," Jiang Yue said, glancing at his master's expression before asking, "Do you wish to go over there?"
"Tell Ling Feng to find her, and give the task to Biezhi." Fu Huaiqing took the booklet handed to him by the guard. "Make her an identity and arrange for her to be by Xu Wenche's side."
Jiang Yue accepted the order, and after a moment of silence, tentatively asked, "Should we arrange for someone else to follow Miss Biezhi?"
The moment the words left his mouth, Fu Huaiqing glanced over, remaining indifferent and silent.
His cold and piercing gaze made one feel as if they were in a freezing cellar. Jiang Yue realized he had spoken too much and knelt down, saying, "Your subordinate has spoken too much. Please punish me, Master."
Fu Huaiqing glanced at him and said, "If she needs someone to protect her, she doesn't need to stay at Xianyun Tower."
Xianyun Tower does not support idlers.
Cheng Jin understood his master's unspoken meaning, "If others were to lend a hand..."
"Dispose of it according to the sect rules," Fu Huaiqing said coldly.
Cheng Jin cupped his hands in greeting and sent someone to deliver a message to Qing Shan.
Seeing that his master had no intention of punishing him, Jiang Yue got up and followed him, adding, "I dare not speak for others, but if anything happens to another branch, Jing Qing will definitely disregard the rules and take action."
Upon hearing this, Fu Huaiqing slowed his pace by half a step.
A hint of sharpness flashed across his face as he thoughtfully said, "Have someone keep a close eye on him and proceed according to plan."
Jiang Yue agreed, but couldn't help but have some thoughts in his mind.
If he wanted to lure the snake out of its hole, he would have to use another branch as bait. But if he went too far, it would be difficult to stop later. He suddenly felt a bit caught in a dilemma.
However, now is not the time to think about this. Jiang Yue has other matters to report. After repeating what had just happened when he was interrupted by Biezhi, he said, "Young Master Qin probably thinks that Miss Biezhi is another group of assassins who want to kill him, which is why he sought help from Xianyun Tower."
“He knows that Xianyun Tower is secretly helping him,” Fu Huaiqing said calmly.
Now all he wants to know is who is secretly helping him.
"Huh?" Jiang Yue was stunned.
This seems to be different from what they heard.
Fu Huaiqing heard the girl's regretful voice in his ear; she was still thinking about writing the daily records.
He gave a cold laugh: "Tell him I won't answer."
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