Chapter 104 Chapter 104 Ah Xu, come here
Duan Wenpei stood at the door without knowing when. He stepped into the house, took Nan Xu's hand and looked at her for a moment. Seeing that Nan Xu was not injured, he bowed to his third uncle and his wife as a junior, then turned to look at Qin with a serious look.
Qin felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by him, and she lowered her head and slowly moved towards Zhao Mingcheng.
"Zhou'er misunderstood me. Jue'er's assassination must have been instigated by a traitor. Mother, son, and brother don't harbor grudges overnight. Zhou'er shouldn't be so presumptuous. Besides," she repeated her old trick, wiping away two tears, weeping bitterly. "I heard Jue'er was on his last legs. As a mother, my heart aches. No matter how deep my resentment and hatred are, you shouldn't prevent my son and I from seeing each other. My Lord! My Jue'er!"
Zhao Mingcheng's expression changed like turning the pages of a book. Qin leaned against him and cried. He put his arm around her shoulders, his face full of pain as he comforted her, "Don't cry. I feel sorry for Jue'er too. It's just that some people are so cruel. Not only did they almost burn their own brother to death, they're also imprisoning Jue'er and won't let us meet."
The two men pointed their spearheads at Duan Wenpei. The elders from the Zhao family looked at each other, staring at Duan Wenpei with some suspicion and talking about him incessantly.
Zhao Mingcheng and Qin looked at each other, feeling somewhat proud.
It was naturally Qin's idea to show Nan Xu his power, but bringing Zhao Huaijue back was the purpose of their trip.
But unexpectedly, Duan Wenpei's men called the elders of the Zhao family.
These old guys have long been dissatisfied with Zhao Mingcheng's suppression of the clan's side branches in recent years, so they will naturally speak up for Duan Wenpei.
However, Zhao Huaijue is the fourth young master who grew up under their care, and is also the designated heir of the clan. They will not let him go.
Sure enough, after hearing this, my third uncle and his wife became restless.
Third Uncle: "Huaizhou, this Jue'er... I'm not biased towards him. He's already been burned to death. There's no point in keeping him locked up. It's better to hand him over to your father and let him deal with him."
My third aunt also appealed.
The person who was helping to speak up just now suddenly turned against them without asking the reason or checking the truth because of a few words from Zhao Mingcheng and his wife.
Human life is not a joke, but their words and actions seem to be even lighter than a joke.
Seeing Duan Wenpei standing there alone, Nan Xu felt a pang of discomfort. She resolutely stood up and stood beside him, taking a step forward to shield him behind her, just as he had always protected her in time. "I was there during several assassination attempts. The first time, your son stole the thunder bomb from the armory and nearly killed the master. The second time, he used an innocent person as bait and nearly killed the master with the thunder bomb again. The third time, your son was so audacious as to kidnap a woman from an official family and lure the master there, where he used gunpowder to destroy half a street of houses and killed countless civilians."
"Master Zhao, Madam Zhao, you don't seem to understand the situation. Your son is a wanted criminal, a death row convict. He wasn't brought to Shu by your uncle out of blood ties, risking the crime of deceiving the emperor. Instead," she pointed at Jingyi, whose head was barely visible at the door, "Her Highness the Princess somehow managed to sneak your son here."
"If you want a son, you shouldn't ask Uncle Bo, but ask our Princess instead."
Following the direction of Nan Xu's finger, everyone's eyes were focused on Jingyi, who had a look of surprise on her face.
The wind suddenly turned, and the whispers changed their topic. They no longer talked about the fratricide among the Zhao brothers, but turned to the unknown secrets of the royal brothers and sisters.
Everyone in the world knows that Princess Jingyi is the biological sister of Emperor Xuanwu. The court is about to arrest Zhao Huaijue. Why would the emperor's sister want to undermine her brother and bring the person back by replacing him?
Could it be that the Zhao family was spared the death penalty because of their contribution to the flood?
But that doesn't make sense. Didn't they say she was brought here secretly?... Everyone looked at the princess, and their eyes gradually changed.
When people don't know the full picture of things, they will have endless fantasies, which are often absurd and vulgar due to the limitations of their lifelong knowledge and vision.
Nan Xu smiled knowingly. Seeing that the time was almost right, she was about to put an end to this fantasy when she suddenly felt warmth on her wrist. It was Duan Wenpei who stood beside her and held her.
He smiled at her gently, with joy and love in his eyes that she had never seen before. When he turned to look at everyone, a huge wave of horror rolled up in his dark eyes.
"The princess doesn't know how to start, so I'll speak for her."
Jingyi was just a little surprised that the matter had to do with her. She didn't expect that Zhao Mingcheng and his wife, who had agreed to hand over the person secretly, would suddenly ask for the person in front of everyone. When she saw Duan Wenpei speak, she thought it was not good and wanted to speak to stop him, but something suddenly hit her neck and she couldn't move or speak.
I can only watch Duan Wenpei move his lips...
"The princess is willing to risk such a great disapproval because," he paused, giving Zhao Mingcheng and his wife a playful smile, "the princess has long admired Zhao Huaijue. Even after marrying, she still misses him and loves him deeply."
'Boom'
The drizzle suddenly turned into a heavy downpour, with thunder rumbling down, frightening everyone.
Some of the clansmen had only come to watch the fun with my third uncle. As the rain began to get heavier, the old and young in the family didn't know what was going on. After hearing enough about the fun, they left in groups of three or four.
Whenever I passed by Jingyi, I couldn't help but muster up the courage to take a few more glances at her.
When most of the people had left, Jingyi opened her eyes wide and suddenly felt able to move. She angrily pushed Zhao Mingcheng and his wife aside, picked up the swords at the waists of the Zhao family guards, and slashed at Duan Wenpei, cursing, "Duan the dog! How dare you?!"
She was so angry that she wanted to kill everyone present.
Duan Wenpei stood in front of Nan Xu, watching her go crazy without dodging or avoiding.
Qin was still immersed in the princess's words that she liked her son. When she saw the princess drawing her sword, she couldn't help but pull at Zhao Mingcheng's clothes.
This is a great opportunity to kill two birds with one stone!
Zhao Mingcheng understood and waved his arm, signaling everyone in the room to leave, even ignoring his third uncle and his wife who were sitting at the head of the table.
He took off the sword from his waist, flashed out from behind Jingyi and went straight for Duan Wenpei's face.
The sword light was shining, reflecting eyes that were either surprised, happy, or sad. Duan Wenpei was still standing there. He no longer cared about Jingyi, but just quietly looked at the figure that suddenly flashed by. His silent heart suddenly surged with waves that he could not control.
With one step and two steps, the sword energy cut off the hair hanging on his temples and was about to cut off his throat. With a "clang" sound, the sword that was close to him was knocked away by a hidden weapon that flew out from somewhere.
Duan Wenpei no longer hesitated, raised his foot, and kicked Jingyi, who was a beat slower, to the ground.
Zhao Mingcheng's eyes dimmed slightly, he steadied his body, and wanted to attack again with his hands forming claws, but someone outside the door slowly called him.
"Master Zhao, enough is enough."
As the sound came, several women's screams were heard hurriedly outside the door. The door was opened from the outside. In the rain outside the house, someone in a python robe walked up the stairs.
Nan Xu quietly poked her head out, her eyes met the face of the person who came, and she exclaimed, "Cousin King Yi!"
She stepped over Jingyi and trotted towards him.
King Yi smiled as he looked at the woman running towards him, and reached out to catch her arm with familiarity, "Ahem, long time no see, Ah Xu is still the same as always."
Nan Xu supported him and realized that he had lost a lot of weight. Seeing him cough, she patted his back to help him breathe, her face full of worry. "I'm the same as always, but why is my cousin like this?"
Prince Yi inherited the beauty of the Nan family and the tall physique of the late emperor. Among the late emperor's descendants, if Prince Yi is second to none in terms of appearance and figure, no one dares to say he is first. But now, touching the sleeves of his robe that were mostly empty, Nan Xu suddenly felt mixed emotions.
King Yi patted the back of Nan Xu's hand and took her into the house, explaining, "It's nothing serious. You just can't adapt to the climate in Shu. Wait until next spring to recuperate. I will still be your cousin who can take you riding and archery."
After seeing who cut off his sword, Zhao Mingcheng, although unwilling, did not dare to act rashly again.
Looking at the two people who were as close as brother and sister, a hint of viciousness flashed in his eyes. He nodded to Qin who was waiting outside, indicating that he should wait and see what happened.
Jingyi had been helped by the maid beside her to sit in the armchair next to her. She looked at the two people who came in with red eyes and called out "Brother Yi Wang" unwillingly.
King Yi nodded and looked at Duan Wenpei who was standing there.
"Wei Yangbo..."
"Ah Xu, come here!"
Duan Wenpei ignored King Yi and just stretched out his hand towards Nan Xu seriously and attentively.
Everyone:......
Nan Xu's hand was still on King Yi's arm, and King Yi's hand was also pressing on the back of her hand. Nan Xu blinked and did not move.
When she was in the palace before, she and her cousin were almost the same, and her cousin seemed to be so weak that he could fall down with a gust of wind...
"Ah Xu!"
Seeing that Nan Xu was unmoved, Duan Wenpei no longer hesitated. He stepped forward and called out "King of Wings" lightly, then took Nan Xu's arm and pulled her in front of him.
"Cough cough cough."
"Cousin! Let me go!"
The person beside him was suddenly dragged away, and King Yi suddenly covered his lips and coughed continuously.
Nan Xu had never seen King Yi like this before. She shook off Duan Wenpei's grip, helped King Yi to sit down beside her, took the teacup on the table, poured a glass of water and handed it to King Yi's lips.
"Cousin, have some tea. Why are you coughing like this? Do you have any medicine?"
"Ahem, the medicine is with me."
Nan Xu rushed outside and asked someone to bring in the medicine.
Nan Xu took the medicine handed to her by the servant and was about to feed it to King Yi when someone snatched the medicine and the cup away from her from the side.
"I'm here to help King Yi take his medicine."
"Your Highness, I will serve you some water."
Looking at Li Zhan who appeared out of nowhere and Duan Wenpei who looked unhappy, Nan Xu raised her eyebrows and moved aside.
"Please, both of you."
King Yi: "Forget it, I'll do it myself."
Duan Wenpei and Li Zhan were waiting for this sentence and quickly stuffed the medicine and water into his hands.
Nanxu: ...boring
After taking the medicine, King Yi felt much better. He first looked at Zhao Mingcheng who was standing below him and said, "Master Zhao, you have been busy dealing with the disaster for days. We can talk about it another day. Take your wife back to rest first."
The opportunity was fleeting, and with the Winged King intervening, Zhao Mingcheng decided to withdraw while he saw the opportunity. "Yes, I will obey Your Highness. However, can you please let me take my son, who has no true energy, back with me first?"
King Yi was not surprised by his words. He thought for a moment, then turned to ask Jingyi, who looked resentful, "The person was brought here by my sister. What do you think, my sister?"
Jingyi gritted her teeth. It was not right to answer, nor was it right not to answer.
The person was originally to be handed over to the Zhao family, but now rumors have spread that she loves the disabled person. This is not Kyoto. If she hands the person over like this, wouldn't it confirm that she loves Zhao Huaijue?
She glanced at Zhao Mingcheng, who had an expressionless face, and then at Qin, who was standing in the corridor with a greedy look on her face. She felt like something dirty was stuck in her throat, making her feel nauseous and want to vomit.
"Your Highness?" Zhao Mingcheng urged.
Jingyi stroked her stuffy chest and said reluctantly, "It's raining outside, Zhao Huaijue is holding his breath and can't move. Let's wait for the weather to clear up."
"How can Your Highness go back on his word! It was clearly Your Highness's promise..."
"Your Highness, what you said makes sense. However, I pity the heart of all parents. Could you please allow his mother and I to see him?"
Seeing that Qin was about to lose her composure for Zhao Huaijue, Zhao Mingcheng interrupted her in time and made bargaining demands.
Although Jingyi was reluctant, she knew that she shouldn't go too far, so she took the Zhao family to the backyard.
After the people left, King Yi drank a cup of tea and was about to speak, but Duan Wenpei spoke before him.
"I heard that Your Highness once taught Ah Xu archery?"
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