Chapter 225 You are a good daughter-in-law of the Duke's Mansion
"Quickly, kill him!"
Kou Yunliang screamed in terror, making his already somewhat shrill voice sound even more piercing. Although the imperial guards around him were terrified, they had no choice but to grit their teeth and press forward.
One of the guards immediately drew his sword.
But just as he made a move, before the knife was even drawn, Yuwen Ye's long sword arrived. The man felt a chill on his chest, and suddenly, blood gushed from his chest, staining half the night sky red.
The man screamed and fell backward to the ground.
The imperial guards behind, who were about to draw their swords, were stunned when they saw this scene and felt a burning sensation on their faces as their comrades' blood poured down like a torrential rain. Their hands, gripping their swords, froze in mid-air. In their disbelieving eyes, they saw Yuwen Ye's tall figure, sword in hand, walking towards them step by step!
His angry shout was like a bolt from the blue—
"Get out of the way!"
Several imperial guards' legs buckled, and they actually took several steps back. Kou Yunliang, who was hiding behind them, had huddled up in a ball. When he saw Yuwen Ye rushing in front of him, he was so frightened that he wet his pants and shouted, "General, spare my life!"
"You could have lived!"
In his moment of utter terror, Kou Yunliang suddenly heard Yuwen Ye's words. Like a drowning man grasping at a last straw, he hurriedly raised his head, only to see a flash of cold light in that instant.
Amidst the flashing blades, Yuwen Ye's cold, stern eyes were filled with ruthlessness and gloom. He said coldly, "Unfortunately, you shot the wrong person!"
Without hesitation, he swung his sword down!
"ah--!"
A piercing scream rang out as Kou Yunliang's head was propelled high into the air by a jet of blood before falling to the ground and rolling a considerable distance. Yuwen Ye brandished his longsword, and droplets of blood spread out like a crimson net. He shouted, "Xingluo Granary is secured! Kou Yunliang is dead! Anyone who joins his rebellion will be executed without mercy!"
Although the scene was chaotic, his deep and resonant voice immediately stunned everyone. When those who followed Kou Yunliang saw the round human head, they were terrified. The imperial guards standing around also realized that they had lost their support and retreated hastily, rushing out of the battle and disappearing into the night.
Yuwen Ye glanced at it but did not stop him. Instead, he turned around and looked around.
Seeing that Kou Yunliang was dead and that the Imperial Guards had all left, the soldiers were thrown into disarray. When they met Yuwen Ye's piercing gaze, they had no strength left to resist. They all abandoned their armor and knelt down, repeatedly shouting, "General, spare us! General, spare us!"
Yuwen Ye narrowed his eyes, looking at the soldiers kneeling at his feet, and said, "Those who surrender are innocent."
No one dared to get up; they remained kneeling on the ground. Yuwen Ye waved his hand, and the soldiers who were still blocked on the mountain path rushed down and took these people away.
Immediately, a familiar figure stepped forward and bowed to him.
"Young Master!"
The person in front of them was none other than Jiang Kesheng, who had just led two hundred men in a sudden attack, scattering Kou Yunliang's troops. He was dressed in black and covered in snow dust, indicating that he had been lingering in this area for quite some time. Yuwen Ye asked, "When did you arrive?"
Jiang Kesheng said, "I've been here for two days."
Why hasn't it appeared yet?
"The young mistress instructed us that once we arrived at Luokou Ferry, we must not reveal ourselves easily, and especially, we must not let the imperial court discover us."
"oh?"
Jiang Kesheng looked up and glanced behind Yuwen Ye, then said softly, "Young Madam, you are incredibly insightful."
Although it was only four words, Yuwen Ye understood everything.
He paused for a moment, then waved his hand and said, "Don't linger. Go back to the manor immediately. Keep an eye on your men and don't let them enter the city easily."
Jiang Kesheng nodded—he understood that they had just attacked the imperial forces, and Yuwen Ye had even killed a military supervisor in the chaos. If this were to be investigated, it could very well be considered treason. Therefore, separating them from the matter would clear the Yuwen family of any involvement. As for the unrest in the army, that would depend on how Yuwen Ye explained it to the court.
Jiang Kesheng cupped his hands and said, "Then, I will go back immediately."
After saying this, he looked up and respectfully bowed to the slender figure halfway up the mountain. He then turned and waved. His men came in a hurry and left in an orderly fashion, disappearing quickly like a gust of wind.
Only after they had all left did Yuwen Ye slowly turn around and walk back to her side.
By this time, it was completely dark.
People around them kept moving about with torches, their voices making a racket that only served to highlight the tranquility of the mountains. The two people facing each other seemed to quiet down as well.
Yuwen Ye said, "You—"
He wanted to say something, and actually, he had many questions, but at that moment, he suddenly didn't want to say a single word.
In particular, looking at that face, which appeared even paler than before, illuminated by the firelight.
On the contrary, when Shang Ruyi saw him return, a faint smile reappeared on her pale face, and she said, "At least I'm not just a troublemaker for you, am I?"
Yuwen Ye paused for a moment, then said, "You are a good daughter-in-law of the Duke's mansion."
"...!"
Upon hearing these three words, Shang Ruyi's expression faltered.
She looked up at Yuwen Ye. In the darkness, there seemed to be some emotion hidden in his cold eyes, hidden in pupils deeper than the night. But before she could ask any more questions, she felt a sharp pain from her shoulder that swept through her body. Instantly, everything went black, and she fell to the ground like a puppet with its strings cut.
A pair of warm and strong hands caught her in one go.
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Although she was lying in a familiar embrace, for some reason, Shang Ruyi, who had fallen into a coma, seemed unusually uneasy. Even though her mind had fallen into an endless abyss of darkness, she was still struggling, and her body seemed to be being torn apart. Pain and cold were like two fanged snakes, entwining her and trying to tear her soul apart.
Shang Ruyi struggled painfully for a long time under such torment.
When she finally regained some consciousness, her whole body was so weak that she had no strength left.
The only sensation I could feel was warmth.
She opened her eyes somewhat dazedly, but everything before her was blurry. She could only feel that she was in a warm, solid, and soft place, so comfortable that it seemed to be made for her.
How could such a place exist in this world?
This moment of doubt immediately brought her back to her senses, and her vision became clearer. When she looked down, she was stunned.
Beneath her was a person—
Yuwen Ye!
To be precise, Yuwen Ye held her in his arms, protecting her entirely as they slept on the same bed; her cheek was pressed tightly against his chest, and her waist was encircled by his arms, preventing her from falling off when she turned over.
More importantly—
Their chests were pressed tightly together.
While asleep, she only felt warmth, but when she woke up, she could clearly feel his heartbeat through her chest, and with his breathing, it seemed that he also brought her breathing and heartbeat under his control.
Until this moment of clarity, Shang Ruyi's breathing became erratic.
My heartbeat became erratic.
Immediately, this disturbance also awakened Yuwen Ye, who slowly opened his eyes.
Compared to Shang Ruyi's confusion and bewilderment, his eyes were clear the moment he opened them. That almost cold and sharp light seemed to be innate in his body, and as long as he was alive, that coldness would accompany him.
But at this moment, when he opened his eyes and looked at the person lying on his chest, the coldness in his eyes immediately faded.
Instead, there is a moment of tenderness.
Shang Ruyi immediately felt the arms around her waist tighten slightly, holding her even more tightly against him, leaving her no room to struggle. She also immediately felt his long, even gentle breath, which carried a hint of the tenderness that had flowed from her dream.
Shang Ruyi could no longer indulge in this; her face flushed red as she struggled to get up from his chest.
But as soon as he moved, a tearing pain shot through his shoulder.
"ah!"
She gasped softly and stumbled back onto him in a disheveled state.
Her fuss immediately sobered Yuwen Ye up. The tenderness in his deep eyes vanished, and he frowned slightly as he looked at the little woman who was still struggling to get up against his chest. He said in a deep voice, "What are you doing, making such a fuss!"
As soon as he spoke, Shang Ruyi dared not move.
Not only did she dare not move, she didn't even dare to look up, because if she did, the two of them would be staring at each other at such an intimate distance, something Shang Ruyi could never calm down. She knew that she couldn't remain calm under such circumstances.
She could only lower her head, almost burying her face in her chest, and murmur, "I, I—you—"
Yuwen Ye stared at her for a while, his gaze growing increasingly cold.
He didn't explain anything immediately. Instead, he held her arms with both hands and slowly helped her sit on the bed. He then got up and stretched his neck and back, which were stiff from being unable to move all night. When he looked back, Shang Ruyi was sitting cross-legged behind him, her long hair disheveled, her face flushed and pale, looking flustered and helpless.
This sight extinguished the slight anger that had just risen in his heart.
But when she spoke, her voice was still cold: "You don't need to be afraid, no one wants to do anything to you."
"..."
"I was just looking out for your shoulder injury."
"..."
At this moment, Shang Ruyi herself came to her senses. She had been shot with an arrow before she fainted, and the arrow had passed through her shoulder. Although this kind of penetrating wound is not too difficult to treat, it is very difficult to care for. For example, when sleeping, it is not good to sleep on your stomach or on your back, as both will put pressure on the wound.
But she didn't expect that, in order to prevent her from pressing on her wound, Yuwen Ye would—hold her while she slept.
The thought of how long she had been sleeping in his arms, and how she might appear unprepared and ignorant in his sleep, whether she was drooling and making a fool of herself, made her face flush.
Hearing the mockery in his words, she felt even more ashamed.
After a long pause, she said softly, "I... I've caused you trouble again."
"...!"
Yuwen Ye frowned.
He was initially annoyed by her subconscious struggle and attempt to escape, but upon hearing her words, for some reason, a part of his heart softened. He wanted to say something, but seemed unable to utter the words. After struggling for a while, he finally got up, dressing as he said, "What do you know!"
"..."
Shang Ruyi looked up at him with a somewhat blank expression.
But when she looked up, she suddenly realized something was wrong—they were indeed sleeping on a fairly large bed, but the place where the bed was placed was not any room, but a huge tent!
Shang Ruyi was stunned: "Where...where is this?!"
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