Chapter 99: Anyone who covets my sister must die.
Ji Wanyuan was taken aback, but after a moment of stunned silence, she remained unmoved. "Would you really be that kind?"
"What does 'kindness' mean?" Faced with her sarcasm, Ji Lingyue was not angry, but instead asked her with great interest.
"Wen Junlin is my sister's flesh and blood, and he carries the blood of the Ji family. In name, he is still my nephew. As long as someone from the Ji family becomes emperor, anyone can be emperor."
He's so high and mighty.
Ji Wanyuan didn't want to continue talking to him, so she turned her face away.
A fluffy cloak encircled her slender neck, and the young woman's delicate face glowed radiantly in the winter morning sun.
Over the past year, she has changed quite a bit, unconsciously losing much of her domineering and spoiled nature and gaining more tranquility.
This is all because of another man. Just thinking about Wen Qiyan makes Ji Lingyue's gaze turn cold.
He defiled and soiled his sister.
His scent lingered on my sister, and even her occasional gestures bore his imprint.
She was becoming more and more like him because she was spending more and more time with him.
Even when Ji Wanyuan turned her face away, she could still feel Ji Lingyue's gaze fixed on her. He almost never blinked, just staring at her like that. How long was he going to keep staring?
He even said he wanted her son to be emperor. Would he really be that kind?
Lin'er is still very young and can't even walk yet, let alone handle state affairs.
I'm afraid he only needs to... what was he holding hostage again?
Wen Qiyan had told her that.
Oh dear, they're using the emperor to command the feudal lords!
But now, it's not good to offend him. It's better to test his intentions: "If my son becomes emperor, what will you do?"
“Naturally, it’s the Regent.” He raised an eyebrow. “Brother, would you be willing to handle state affairs for your son?”
"Where do you place your father?" Ji Wanyuan asked him.
"My father is getting old and should have retired long ago."
Ji Wanyuan didn't understand for a moment. She mistakenly thought that Ji Lingyue was going to kill Prime Minister Ji and asked him if he had any conscience.
Ji Lingyue knew she had misunderstood and told her not to get agitated, "I won't harm anyone from the Ji family."
He said he would allow Prime Minister Ji and his wife to enjoy their later years in peace, but only on the condition that they would not stop him from doing anything.
He said the last thing: no matter what, his gaze was fixed on her, so direct it was almost frightening.
Even without being explicitly stated, Ji Wanyuan understood what he was up to.
“If you don’t change your name, you should still consider your status.”
"What is your identity?" Ji Lingyue asked knowingly.
"We're siblings!" Ji Wanyuan snapped back at him angrily, not thinking she didn't know what he was up to.
If she weren't under someone's roof and had to bow her head, she would have loved to stand up and slap him across the face, instead of just throwing a few light words at him.
They saw right through me.
Ji Lingyue didn't argue; he just smiled.
Ji Wanyuan cursed a lot more in her heart.
After that, Ji Lingyue remained silent, but she had little patience for him.
After much thought, she decided to strike first.
"I can write a letter to your father and persuade him to give you his troops, but whether he will agree or not, I don't know." She told Ji Lingyue that this was all she could do.
Ji Lingyue remained silent, while Ji Wanyuan continued to make demands.
"On the condition that you release me, my son, and the prefect's wife."
Madam Ming had always been very good to her, and she didn't want anything to happen to Madam Ming.
"My sister only helped me write a letter, yet she wants me to release three people? Aren't you asking for too much?" Ji Lingyue said.
Ji Wanyuan snorted, "If we calculate it this way, wouldn't you be asking my father for even more troops?"
Unexpectedly, she would get so fixated on something. Ji Lingyue immediately clenched his fist and pressed it to his lips, then laughed out loud, "Yuan'er is the same as before."
They're quirky and unpredictable, making them irresistible.
"Just tell me if you agree or not."
In any case, his father would never give him the troops, and the troops are currently in Wen Qiyan's hands.
She carefully recalled what Wen Qiyan had told her last time: her father's troops were scattered in various places, and even some of them were from the Wuhuan.
Ji Lingyue is very likely unaware of this.
Thinking of this, she suddenly calmed down and wasn't so panicked anymore.
After all, Ji Lingyue's stronghold had been infiltrated without his knowledge, which could be considered a kind of leverage and bargaining chip.
"Your suggestion is excellent, but unfortunately, I cannot agree to it," Ji Lingyue refused.
This was unexpected by Ji Wanyuan. "Why don't you agree? It would be beneficial and harmless for you."
"Beneficial and harmless? You're trying to stall for time, thinking I don't understand." Ji Lingyue saw through her.
"My sister is innocent and lovely, but don't think too highly of your brother." The situation is such that we can't wait until then.
Besides, what use could a letter possibly be?
Unless Ji Wanyuan falls in love with him and refuses to marry anyone else, devoting all her attention to him like she did to Wen Qiyan, refusing to turn back until she hits a brick wall, then Prime Minister Ji will definitely give him the troops and might even support him to become emperor.
But now, Ji Wanyuan has fallen for Wen Qiyan and is extremely resistant to him, her older brother. This possibility has been completely eliminated and is no longer possible.
Therefore, he needs to find a way to explore other avenues.
The united troops are no longer under his control, and he must find Prime Minister Ji's men to suppress them. Without Prime Minister Ji's troops, he will be utterly defeated if his subordinates rebel.
"What do you want to do?" Ji Wanyuan's idea failed, and she had no other choice for the time being, so she directly asked Ji Lingyue what he wanted her to do.
“I know that Wen Qiyan has found my father’s troops, so I will trade you for him.”
"What the younger sister needs to do is help her brother persuade him to agree to give me the tiger tally."
"Tiger tally?" She hadn't heard that. What tiger tally was there?
Wen Qiyan never told her that commanding troops required a tiger tally, and whether the tiger tally was on him.
“If your sister doesn’t agree, I will kill your child,” he threatened directly.
"you!"
Ji Wanyuan cursed, "How could you be so despicable?"
"I was forced into this situation," he said, adding that he had no other choice but to forge his own path forward.
"Lin'er is just a baby in swaddling clothes. You dare to come at me if you dare."
"How could your brother bear to hurt you?" Ji Lingyue reached out to ruffle her hair as he had done before, but Ji Wanyuan dodged him.
She looked at him with hatred and told him to get away, saying, "Don't touch me."
Ji Lingyue's gaze turned cold as the two remained locked in a stalemate.
He didn't waste any more words with her, stood up straight, and told her to think it over herself. He would meet Wen Qiyan directly in two days.
After saying that, he left.
Ji Wanyuan glared hatefully at the man's departing figure, cursing him countless times in her heart and wishing Ji Lingyue's ancestors to the eighteenth generation.
But after she finished cursing, she suddenly remembered that Ji Lingyue was her brother, so she spat twice more. She was cursing Ji Lingyue's biological parents, his real relatives! Definitely not members of the Ji family!
On this day, Ji Wanyuan was restless and uneasy.
Two days are almost up. Is she just going to sit here and wait to die? Absolutely not.
But she was helpless. Xi'er wouldn't say a word to her anymore, and even if she wanted to use Xi'er, she couldn't find a way.
Why isn't Wen Qiyan here yet?
Ji Wanyuan couldn't help but complain in her heart again.
Just as she was feeling drowsy and about to fall asleep completely, Ji Wanyuan heard a noisy commotion.
noisy?
She opened her eyes instantly.
I had just gotten up when I heard the door open.
Then she saw a dark figure walk in. Ji Wanyuan was both surprised and frightened, but also vaguely expectant.
She wondered if this person could be Wen Qiyan.
Is it him?
But looking at the man's figure, no, it wasn't him!
Even so, Ji Wanyuan was still hopeful. As the man gradually approached, Ji Wanyuan was about to speak when he revealed his purpose.
She was surprised, "He Xun?"
"It's me."
Hearing the familiar voice she hadn't heard in so long, Ji Wanyuan was still a little stunned.
The other person gave her a set of night clothes and told her to change quickly and then follow him.
"you……"
Knowing she was wary and likely distrustful, worried that she might fall into a wolf's den right after escaping from the tiger's den, He Xun said he was Wen Qiyan's pawn, a member of the Ji family.
"Did my father and Wen Qiyan send you?" She remembered what Wen Qiyan had told her before, that He Xun had been stirring up trouble in her brother's camp.
At that time, she didn't understand why he suddenly brought up He Xun.
Did he foresee this day might come? He made several preparations, so he gave her a heads-up beforehand. Is He Xun a trustworthy person?
Thinking of this, Ji Wanyuan cursed the old fox in her heart, then obeyed He Xun's words, quickly put on her night clothes, covered her face, and followed him outside.
She successfully left the hospital, and along the way, Ji Wanyuan saw many people who had collapsed.
She was surprised and couldn't help but ask He Xun, "Did you do all of this?"
He looked so refined and gentle, I never expected him to be so skilled.
He Xun turned his head, about to finish speaking, when suddenly his expression changed. He pulled Ji Wanyuan aside and narrowly dodged the flying swords.
The sword was too fast; it grazed his face, and instantly, crimson blood flowed from the wound.
Ji Wanyuan looked at the swords and knives embedded in the ground not far away, their hilts still swaying.
Even though He Xun was in the front, Ji Wanyuan still managed to see Ji Lingyue.
He's here.
She and He Xun were surrounded, and now they really couldn't escape even if they sprouted wings, because they were surrounded by Ji Lingyue's men.
How could she and He Xun possibly handle so many people?
"Lord He, instead of sleeping at night, you come here to die, is that it?" Ji Lingyue asked him.
He Xun's face regained its usual smile. "Young Master, you flatter me."
Even though Ji Wanyuan was hiding behind He Xun, she could still feel Ji Lingyue's gaze.
"Yuanmei, come here," he called to her.
Ji Wanyuan remained unmoved.
He Xun reached out to block her, "Young Master, it's never too late to turn back. No matter what, you are still the Prime Minister's son."
He Xun could see that even though Ji Lingyue was plotting a rebellion, Prime Minister Ji had been showing leniency towards his adopted son.
From the very beginning, Ji Lingyue was sent to Youzhou just to test his temperament and let him compete with Wen Qiyan. But who knew that Ji Lingyue would be so impatient and directly ruin the game, chilling the heart of Prime Minister Ji.
Even so, Prime Minister Ji did not use his men in Wuhuan to cut off Ji Lingyue's escape route, which is enough to show that he still values this adopted son.
"Is turning back the way you came?"
Should he continue being a dutiful son, watching the girl he likes and his nemesis become lovers and have children?
At first, all he wanted was a younger sister.
But her father wouldn't allow it.
His father repeatedly reminded him that Ji Wanyuan was his sister, and that in this lifetime, he and Ji Wanyuan could only be brother and sister.
But how could he be content with that?
Once he reaches the highest position and has absolute power, his father will no longer be able to stop him from having his sister.
It doesn't matter if his sister has no feelings for him; even if he can't win her heart, he will still keep her by his side.
"He Xun, I gave you a chance." As Ji Lingyue said this, he slowly drew a sword from the side of his subordinate.
The sword gleamed coldly in the moonlight, its blade flashing directly into Ji Wanyuan's eyes.
She was so frightened that she grabbed He Xun's arm and choked on her own saliva.
With the sword tip pointed directly at He Xun's face, Ji Lingyue gave the order, "Kill him."
"But don't hurt your sister."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone around him crowded around.
He Xun protected Ji Wanyuan the whole time, and with the advantage of having more people, he was injured quite a bit in no time.
Upon smelling the blood and seeing that he was no match for a strong opponent and his face was pale, Ji Wanyuan immediately realized that it was wise for her to be pragmatic and told He Xun not to fight any longer for her.
She pleaded with Ji Lingyue, "Brother! Let him go! I won't go with him."
Ji Lingyue ignored her words.
He watched as his men gradually exhausted He Xun's strength, cutting numerous wounds into him, with blood even splattering onto Ji Wanyuan's body and face.
Ji Lingyue deliberately had his men surround He Xun instead of killing him directly. He tortured him in front of Ji Wanyuan in order to erode Ji Wanyuan's will and intimidate her indirectly.
Her shouts were drowned out by the clash of swords, and Ji Lingyue completely ignored them.
Two incense sticks later, He Xun was covered in blood, clutching his chest, leaning on his blood-stained sword with one hand, kneeling on the ground. There was so much blood on him that it flowed onto the ground, making him look incredibly eerie under the moonlight.
Ji Wanyuan was still in shock, tears welling in her eyes, not to mention how pale her face was.
"Brother, please spare him!" Ji Lingyue walked over, sword in hand.
Ignoring He Xun's attempts to stop her, Ji Wanyuan rushed in front of him, grabbing Ji Lingyue's sleeve. "Brother, I'm begging you! Please spare him! Don't kill him!"
Ji Wanyuan's voice was trembling with sobs and panic. She grabbed Ji Lingyue, preventing him from getting any closer.
Blood flowed down He Xun's head, slid across his handsome face, and the pain numbed his vision. Through this, he saw a petite and delicate figure standing in front of him, praying for his life.
Hearing Ji Wanyuan's words, he gripped the sword hilt even tighter, "..."
He Xun was already seriously injured, and Ji Wanyuan sensed Ji Lingyue's killing intent.
She reached out and grabbed the sword Ji Lingyue was holding, trying to pull it away from him and prevent him from attacking He Xun.
Unexpectedly, Ji Lingyue grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.
"Your sister actually cried and begged your brother for him. What, didn't you like Wen Qiyan? How come you've taken a fancy to this man now?"
This was the son-in-law her father had chosen for her. At first, she looked down on He Xun, but later, the two grew closer.
At the time when she didn't want to marry Wen Qiyan, she even asked to marry He Xun. If it weren't for the imperial decree granting them the marriage, she would very likely be He Xun's wife now.
"You like him?" Ji Lingyue controlled Ji Wanyuan's wrist, not allowing her to move in his arms.
"I...I didn't, it's just..." She just didn't want He Xun to die for her, she didn't want to bear the burden of a life.
She was wrong. She shouldn't have followed He Xun. Even if He Xun knew some martial arts, how could he possibly take on a hundred people?
But no matter what, he came to save her. If it weren't for her, He Xun wouldn't have suffered this calamity.
"Yuan'er is so naive. Why do you think he came to save you?"
Ji Lingyue stopped in front of He Xun, looking down at him.
He used the tip of his sword to lift He Xun's chin, glaring at his face, which looked somewhat ferocious due to the bloodstains.
“He’s a wolf cub, he always has been.”
Ji Lingyue judged him, "What kind of good person is someone who agrees to marry into the Ji family for power?"
"He risked his life to save you, but only to gain your favor, pledge allegiance to his father, and show off his loyalty."
Ji Wanyuan struggled incessantly.
Ji Lingyue was incredibly strong; she couldn't break free or even touch his sword. All she could do was listen to his constant taunts.
At this moment, her mind was in turmoil, and she no longer knew what to say to persuade Ji Lingyue to let He Xun go.
Just as she was pondering this, she was caught off guard and heard a muffled groan, followed by the sound of a sword piercing her heart.
Ji Wanyuan was turned around by Ji Lingyue, who gripped her waist. Her pupils widened uncontrollably, and she trembled...
Because He Xun was killed in front of her.
His gaze was fixed on her.
Ji Wanyuan's breathing became rapid and uncontrollable.
She was almost furious, and with all her might, she reached out to grab Ji Lingyue's sword.
She was so strong that she managed to break free from Ji Lingyue's restraints, but before she could even touch him, she was pulled back into his arms.
At the same time, the sword that had pierced He Xun's heart pierced through his back under Ji Ling's increasingly fierce gaze.
Then he let go and kicked the man who had been stabbed, knocking him to the ground.
"He Xun!!" Ji Wanyuan couldn't help but shout. She struggled to go forward, but Ji Lingyue grabbed her by the back of the neck and pulled her back.
The two faced each other, and Ji Wanyuan kept pounding her fists on his chest, yelling, "You killed him! How could you kill him?"
"Why can't I kill him?"
Anyone who covets my sister must die.
This time it was He Xun, next time it will be Wen Qiyan, and then Wen Yunqin.
He had long disliked the two Wen sons.
“If my sister continues to cause trouble, I will throw her remains into the stray dog pen and let the wild dogs gnaw on them.”
Ji Wanyuan choked up instantly, tears and cold sweat mingling together. She felt the burning sensation, gasped for breath, and dared not say a word, her hand still in the motion of hitting Ji Lingyue.
He looked at her and smiled, reaching out to brush away the strands of hair that had gotten on her face.
She instinctively tried to resist and not let Ji Lingyue touch her, but Ji Lingyue's gaze turned cold, and the threat within it was self-evident.
Ji Wanyuan was furious, her chest heaving, but she dared not move.
Ji Lingyue was satisfied and reached out to smooth the hair on her face behind her ears. "Little sister is so well-behaved."
Ji Wanyuan's teeth were almost ground to powder.
Her brother, who once doted on her, turned out to be a complete madman who killed without hesitation.
She now truly regrets it; she shouldn't have been so close to him in the past. How could she have never seen through his true colors?
The Ji family raised an ingrate!
Afraid that he would actually feed He Xun's corpse to wild dogs, she couldn't even utter a word of rebuke. She just stared at him, silently expressing her anger.
Ji Lingyue picked her up and ordered his men to clean up the mess.
Ji Wanyuan wanted to see He Xun's body, but Ji Lingyue controlled her body, preventing her from turning around.
She was forcibly carried back to the courtyard.
Upon entering the inner room, Ji Lingyue put her down, and she immediately struggled to back away.
Escape from Ji Lingyue's control.
He looked at her silently for a long time before asking, "Do you hate your brother?"
Ji Wanyuan didn't speak, but the disgust in her eyes was obvious enough.
Although Ji Lingyue was smiling, his gaze had turned cold.
The two siblings were constantly confronting each other.
After a long while, he asked someone to bring in hot water, saying, "Go take a bath."
"Where did you put He Xun's body?" she asked.
"Since I promised my sister, I will definitely give him a proper burial, after all..."
Ji Lingyue sneered, "Your sister likes him so much."
Ji Wanyuan didn't want to talk anymore. She was furious, but she also hated herself for being powerless to do anything to Ji Lingyue. She could only swallow her anger and settle the score with him another day.
But He Xun...
In just one hour, a living person died right before her eyes, and died for her.
Ji Wanyuan felt extremely distressed, and her eyes were slightly moist. She wanted to cry, but she kept forcibly holding back.
"His life was truly worthwhile; he died saving his sister. You'll never forget him, will you?"
Seeing that she didn't move, Ji Lingyue continued to talk to her.
Ji Wanyuan didn't respond, "..."
Her disgusted gaze pierced his heart. Ji Lingyue suppressed his anger and looked away.
"If one day I also die for you, will you remember me, will you cry for me?"
Ji Wanyuan still ignored him.
After a long while, Ji Lingyue said nothing more and got up to leave.
Xi'er came in with her maid and asked Ji Wanyuan to change her clothes and take a bath.
Ji Wanyuan had no idea how she got into the bathtub; all she knew was that tears were falling in a steady stream.
She was very sad.
She didn't want anyone to die, yet someone actually died for her.
"..."
Soon, the day arrived that Ji Lingyue had agreed upon for her to persuade Wen Qiyan.
She was given a muscle-relaxing drug and, led by Ji Lingyue, rode a horse to the city gate of Yizhou.
On the city walls of Yizhou, she saw Wen Qiyan, whom she hadn't seen for many days.
His dark gaze swept over everyone else and landed on her.
Upon seeing the man, the pent-up grievances and fear in Ji Wanyuan's heart surged up instantly, making her nose sting.
"..."
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