Chapter 1292 What do you want?
"King Qin!?"
The moment they realized that the vanished figure was Yuwen Ye, everyone's minds exploded.
Yuwen Ye!?
Shen Tu Tai was shocked and immediately tried to spur his horse to follow, but before he could move, another rider galloped up to him. It was Shen Wuzheng, who had also been standing on the city wall. He was also pale and solemn, but he was gritting his teeth as if he was suppressing some kind of torment in his heart. He said in a deep voice, "General Shen Tu, you can't leave here!"
Upon hearing this, Shen Tu Tai understood. He gritted his teeth, immediately raised his long spear, and shouted to Shi Yutao and the other soldiers behind him, "Follow me to retake the remnants!"
Everyone immediately replied, "Yes!"
Shen Wuzheng hurriedly said to Mu Xian and Cheng Qiao, "You guard the palace gates according to the plan. No one is allowed to enter Xuanwu Gate before the King of Qin!"
Mu Xiancheng replied, "Yes!"
Shen Wuzheng finally looked at Shan Tong'er and said, "Come with me right now!"
Before he could speak, Shan Tong'er jumped off Shi Yutao's horse. Someone happened to bring his horse over, and he immediately mounted it. Hearing Shen Wuzheng's words, he didn't hesitate any longer and led a team of elite soldiers to charge north with him.
The sky was so dark that you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.
In the thick, seemingly impenetrable night ahead, the heavy sound of horses' hooves approached, like a ghost, sometimes near, sometimes far, sometimes accompanied by a ferocious, almost manic laugh.
This laughter made Yuwen Ye's mood even heavier.
He gritted his teeth and kept whipping his horse, the Xuanwu Gate behind him getting farther and farther away, and the flickering firelight and the clamor of voices were gradually left behind. Before long, it was as if he had entered another world. It was dark and deep, and all was quiet. Apart from the sound of the horse's hooves that he was following closely in front of, there was almost no human voice.
But just that little sound is enough!
But the faster they sped forward, the deeper the night became, and the denser the pine and cypress trees on both sides of the road became. Eventually, it felt as if they were weaving through a road of intertwined branches, with countless swaying leaves brushing past them as if countless ghostly hands were trying to grab them and drag them into the depths of hell.
Finally, Yuwen Ye heard the sound of other people's hooves and shouts behind him. Although he did not turn around, he knew that Shen Wuzheng must have brought his men up.
So he spurred his horse on with even greater effort.
Just as they were speeding away, Shen Wuzheng suddenly shouted from behind, "Yuwen Cheng, with Princess Qin in tow, where can you possibly escape to? If you leave here, where in the world will you find refuge?!"
"...!"
In an instant, Yuwen Ye heard a heavy breathing sound coming from ahead.
Before the panting could catch his breath, Shen Wuzheng continued in a stern voice, "Whether we win or lose, it all has to be tonight!"
"..."
"It's at Xuanwu Gate!"
That final shout was like a heavy blow, striking Yuwen Cheng's heart. Finally, Yuwen Ye heard the sound of hooves ahead gradually subside, and the heavy breathing gradually became clearer. But just as he was overjoyed and about to charge forward, Yuwen Cheng's low voice suddenly came from ahead: "Stop right there! Otherwise, I'll kill her immediately!"
Upon hearing this, Yuwen Ye immediately reined in the horses.
Several long neighs of strong horses were heard, and not only Yuwen Ye's warhorse stopped, but also Shen Wuzheng and others who were not far behind him reined in their horses and stopped. Several elite soldiers held torches high, and at this moment the flames finally reignited. The flames flickered and crawled forward inch by inch, finally illuminating a somewhat frightened horse that kept shaking its head, wagging its tail, and snorting.
Two familiar figures dismounted from their horses, but they did not separate. Just like before in front of Xuanwu Gate, Yuwen Cheng's hand remained firmly gripping the short sword, tightly restraining Shang Ruyi in front of him. The gleaming blade of the short sword was pressed firmly against Shang Ruyi's slender, fair neck.
Yuwen Ye even saw that there were several small bloody cuts on her throat.
"you--"
He gritted his teeth and took a step forward, but as a gust of wind blew by, the firelight flashed, reflecting the dagger held in front of Shang Ruyi's throat, which also gleamed with a blinding cold light. Yuwen Ye had no choice but to stop.
The man holding the short sword still wore a ferocious smile on his face.
He said coldly, "Second brother, don't move."
"..."
“There were many swords and knives over there just now. If Second Sister-in-law had made any rash moves, it would have caused a huge mess. Now, even though I'm the only one left here, if you make any rash moves, I still don't know what kind of huge mess it will cause.”
"..."
"So you'd better behave and stand there and don't move, just like I said."
Yuwen Ye gritted his teeth and let out a deep breath.
Finally, his gaze shifted from the shocking bloodstains on her slender, fair neck to her equally pale face, which remained so calm that even the flickering firelight couldn't move her. Shang Ruyi was slightly out of breath, but her expression was so serene that it was as if nothing had happened, as if she wasn't the one being held hostage by the sharp blade, or the one in danger.
Even when she met Yuwen Ye's gaze, she disregarded the short sword held to her neck and gently shook her head.
Immediately, the blade left two more bloody marks on her neck.
Yuwen Cheng immediately sensed something, looked down at her, and shouted angrily, "Don't move! I told you not to move!"
As he spoke, his hand tightened, and the blade pressed even closer to Shang Ruyi's neck. She could only immediately tilt her head back to keep her skin away from the sharp edge, while nervously holding her breath.
Shen Wuzheng immediately said, "Yuwen Cheng, stop!"
Yuwen Cheng's bloodshot eyes immediately turned to him, and he gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "Who gave you permission to call me by my name? I am His Highness Prince Qi, a prince of the Great Sheng Dynasty!"
Shen Wuzheng took a deep breath and said, "You are a prince of the Great Sheng Dynasty, yet you, as a prince, have actually taken your princess hostage."
"..."
"If you don't stop now—"
"Stop? Why should I stop?"
Yuwen Cheng grinned maliciously, then glanced down at Shang Ruyi, who was held captive by his sword and dared not move. He sneered, "With her in my hands, you still have to listen to me obediently. Shen Wuzheng, do you dare to move now? Second brother, do you dare to kill me now?"
"..."
Shen Wuzheng's breath hitched, and he clenched his teeth tightly.
Yuwen Ye's eyes flashed coldly as he stared at him. After a moment of silence, he suddenly asked, "What do you want?"
"you--"
This urgent, low cry did not come from Yuwen Cheng, nor from Shen Wuzheng, nor even from Shan Tong'er, who was standing behind them, sweating profusely but helpless.
It was Shang Ruyi.
Upon hearing Yuwen Ye ask Yuwen Cheng what he wanted, her face immediately darkened, and she even couldn't help but stomp her foot lightly.
Has Yuwen Ye gone mad?
Even though she was in danger at this moment, with a sharp blade at her neck, she knew, even more so than usual, that she couldn't negotiate with anyone in this situation.
By opening your mouth like that, you are telling the other person that you will do anything for them!
Yuwen Cheng knew he had Yuwen Ye's weakness in his grasp, which was why he dared to act so recklessly in front of Xuanwu Gate. Now, upon hearing these words, even without turning around, Shang Ruyi could sense the smug smirk on his face from the intermittent breathing after he took a deep breath.
As expected, Yuwen Cheng not only sneered, but even laughed out loud.
He said, "Even heroes can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman. I never believed it before, but it turns out, Second Brother, you're a hero."
Yuwen Ye remained expressionless and coldly asked, "What do you want?"
"What do I want? Let me think..."
At this moment, Yuwen Cheng no longer appeared ferocious and vicious as before. Instead, he exuded a sense of calm and composure. He leaned down and whispered in Shang Ruyi's ear, gently patting her neck with the sword in his hand: "Second sister-in-law, what do you think I should ask my second brother for?"
"..."
"Judging from this, it seems like he would give me anything for you."
"..."
"Tell me, is it alright if I ask him for the throne?"
Shang Ruyi almost ground her teeth to powder. She suppressed her anger and turned her face halfway to avoid the sword blade cutting her skin again. From this angle, she could not see Yuwen Cheng's face, but only his broken eyebrow tail, which was as fierce as a blade. It seemed that back then, it had already foreshadowed this day. The Eyebrow Master brothers were destined to fight each other.
Shang Ruyi said calmly, "Unfortunately, you can't have it."
"Oh? He won't agree? Or are you not worth it?"
"The throne is not in his hands yet. If you want it, you should go to the palace and ask your father for it."
"That's true,"
Yuwen Cheng laughed and looked up at Yuwen Ye: "Second brother, look how foolish I am. I actually forgot that you haven't become emperor yet. You haven't even seized the throne. How could I ask you for this?"
Yuwen Ye didn't speak, but his hands, hanging at his sides, clenched tightly, his palms already covered in cold sweat.
He asked for the third time, "What do you want?"
Hahahaha, hahahaha!
Sensing the other party's unprecedented submissiveness and obedience, Yuwen Cheng also felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction. He threw his head back and laughed loudly. His wild laughter echoed throughout the pine forest, and even the surrounding pine branches and cypress leaves rustled in the wind, as if the whole world was under his control.
Suddenly, he stopped laughing and glared at Yuwen Ye in front of him: "People often say that brothers are like hands and feet, and wives are like clothes; but you value this woman so much, yet you dare to kill your brother."
"..."
"Since you care so little about your own limbs, then cut off your hands."
"...!"
Upon hearing this, Shang Ruyi's eyes widened immediately: "You—"
Before she could finish speaking, Yuwen Cheng glared fiercely at Yuwen Ye: "I want you to cut off your own hand in front of me!"
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