Chapter 33 Chapter 33 I Really Saved an Ungrateful Person
The terrain of Shu is dangerous and inconvenient to enter and exit. It is not as prosperous as Kyoto, and men there do not have the habit of using incense.
Duan Wenpei was very puzzled when he smelled frankincense for the first time at a banquet hosted by dignitaries.
It's too feminine for men to use perfume.
Later I learned that in addition to its elegant fragrance, storax also has the effect of nourishing the mind and promoting sleep.
With the sparse moonlight outside the window, Duan Wenpei picked up the round fan beside his pillow and waved it gently, as if this could drive away the melancholy on Nan Xu's face.
Perhaps it was the effect of the frankincense, Nan Xu turned over and faced outward, her two furrowed eyebrows gradually relaxed, and her face gradually calmed down.
Chunya lit a lamp and came in, carefully covered it with the lampshade, and placed it on the low table near the bed.
Under the candlelight, Nan Xu's eyebrows and eyes gradually became clear.
As he watched, Duan Wenpei recalled the scene on the way back in the carriage when she stood up and punched him.
The beautiful figure overlapped with the woman in front of him, and his indifferent eyes gradually became softer.
He thought she would always be 'afraid' of him.
He had seen many women in Kyoto, but he had never seen one like Nan Xu. Her body seemed to be honestly avoiding close contact with him, but she was not overly afraid in her heart. She was just constrained by her status.
Just like the arrow when they first met, when he grabbed her throat, the fear in her eyes instantly turned into cleverness on how to solve the problem after she learned his identity.
Both 'afraid' and 'not afraid'.
He knew that she didn't want to have too much involvement and entanglement with him.
She saw this sudden marriage as a bargain towards freedom... At first, he also thought so...
That's why he arranged for her to live in this secluded Jingyuan, and also had the divorce agreement written in advance...
Thinking that the candlelight was a little dazzling, Nan Xu reached out and touched her face twice. Her eyelids moved, and she reached out again to touch it.
Duan Wenpei laughed and signaled Chunya to move the candle farther away.
Without the disturbance of the candlelight, Nan Xu became much more obedient. She reached out to hug the quilt covering her body and slowly curled up into a ball.
He was muttering something quietly.
Duan Wenpei didn't pay attention at first, but when he heard the mumbling getting louder and louder, he came to his senses and realized that Nan Xu was probably talking in her sleep.
His mind moved slightly, and he leaned over to seduce her quietly, wanting to hear what she was saying.
The closer we got, the stronger the floral scent lingering on Nan Xu's body after her bath. It didn't smell as warm as a rose, nor as elegant as a osmanthus, but more like magnolia...
"A Zhan...save me..."
"Don't...don't...save Aunt Huan...Daddy...quickly save Aunt Huan..."
"Li Zhan... I'm cold... Yu Ming..."
I was dreaming again.
Duan Wenpei suddenly stood up, raised the round fan in his hand and smashed it out. The moment he smashed it out, he felt a little regretful, fearing that the noise would wake up the person on the bed. Seeing the round fan roll sideways twice in the bed and fall at the end of the bed, he slowly withdrew his gaze.
Not bad, not bad.
Nan Xu's rosy lips were still moving up and down, but Duan Wenpei was no longer in the mood to listen to what she said.
Li Zhan - he sneered twice. How could a scholar who couldn't even carry anything on his shoulders or lift anything with his hands save her?
He rubbed Nan Xu's head twice in the air through the gauze curtain, but still felt unsatisfied. He looked at her coldly for a long time, snorted coldly, and left the inner room.
What an ungrateful person!
*
When Chunya sent Duan Wenpei out, the sky was already turning pale.
Watching Duan Wenpei stride away, he was about to turn back to the house when he heard Duan Wenpei's instructions from the other end.
"Don't tell my wife I was here last night."
Chunya said yes respectfully without even raising her head.
Liu Hui leaned against the wall and looked at her twice more. She seemed to be a girl who was easy to take care of.
After the master and servant had been together for a long time, Liu Hui clearly felt that his master seemed to be in a bad mood.
He muttered to himself, could it be that they had another fight?
After thinking about it, I felt that something was not right. With my grandfather's personality, he would not do such a thing as waking up the lady and having a fight. As for why, I think it is probably because my grandfather is feeling upset again.
The more Liu Hui thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case. It was because his grandfather had never been interested in any woman before, but he jumped straight to the step of getting married. It was like he was learning to fly before he even learned to crawl.
"You said they are wanted by the whole city now, where can they hide? They can't fly or hide underground, right?"
Liu Hui exclaimed and was about to say, "Grandpa, how did you know I said you were learning to fly?", then he realized he was talking about Zhao Huaijue.
But why use 'they'?
"I think it's not just Mr. Zhao Si who's here this time?"
Duan Wenpei stopped and glanced at him lightly, "Fourth Young Master Zhao? You call him that so easily."
Liu Hui wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with some shame: "Master, the Liu family has been the Zhao family's long-term retainers for generations. We must respect the orders of our ancestors and dare not disobey them."
At the end of his speech, his voice became low, as if he was recalling something from the long-forgotten past.
Duan Wenpei took two steps forward in silence, then suddenly asked him, "Liu Hui, do you regret escaping with me?"
The Zhao family didn't tolerate him back then, but that was all they did.
But no matter whether it was the Zhou family who had helped him to slaughter Liao people or the Liu family who had been his long-time attendants, as long as he disappeared in Shu and disappeared from the sight of the Zhao family, the Zhao family would not make things difficult for them.
Therefore, he not only did not blame the Zhou family for turning to others, but he could also understand it. Otherwise, he would not have kept the Zhou family butcher who wanted to kill him in the dark prison for so long.
The early sun had already peeked out from the horizon. Looking at Duan Wenpei's back as he gazed into the distance, Liu Hui took a step forward with emotion.
"Master, I follow you not only because you saved me, but also because I believe that one day, you may be the last and best way out for the Zhao family and the Shu region."
A way out?
A strange light flashed in Duan Wenpei's eyes.
It turns out that some people still have this fantasy about him...
He was distracted for only a moment before he put his hand to his lips and coughed twice before getting back to the point. "Although I've been away for so many years, I've made arrangements with the Zhao family. I know Zhao Huaijue's character very well. He's someone who would go to a dangerous place even though he knows there's a tiger there. He's not stupid, just a little extreme. Zhao Mingcheng might not care about such an extreme person, but would the Qin family be willing to let him come to Kyoto alone?"
Liu Hui already understood a little and continued, "Mrs. Qin loves her son so much, she'll probably assign more people to follow him..."
Duan Wenpei brushed away the willow branches blocking his way and agreed, "How could sending more people be enough? I'm afraid we'd need someone who can keep an eye on him. What a pity."
It's a pity that they didn't keep an eye on him. Not only did they not keep an eye on him, but they also buried so many thunder bombs and lost an arm. This clearly tells everyone that the theft of the armory is inextricably linked to their Zhao family.
*
Zhao Huaijue fainted at the sight of blood, and Zhao Huaian only realized it now.
But it doesn’t matter anymore. A person with a broken arm has no chance of becoming the head of the Zhao family, so he is naturally half a disabled person.
The Zhao family never shows mercy to disabled people.
But how could he, as the eldest brother, kill his own younger brother?
"Well, it's not life-threatening, is it?"
The place where they settled was an inconspicuous private house. There were at least tens of millions of houses like this in Kyoto. In addition, there were always people living here and taking care of it, so it would not arouse suspicion for the time being.
Last year, King Yi went to Shu for exile. The Zhao family and King Yi reached an agreement. Time waits for no one. The thunder bombs shipped from Kyoto to Shu are no longer enough to support the implementation of their plan. This trip was to solve the problem of thunder bomb supply, and secondly, my mother found out from somewhere that the current Wei Yangbo is the third son of the Zhao family who has been missing for a long time, and she wanted to confirm it by the way.
However, the mother was not calm enough and secretly asked her fourth brother to get rid of the third brother.
Who was Zhao Huaizhou? He was a wild wolf who dared to kill people at the age of six. How could his fourth brother, who only knew how to be ruthless, be his opponent?
The doctor had been kidnapped from outside. He had no idea who they were, but judging by their demeanor, he knew they were not to be trifled with. He spoke with trepidation, "Don't worry, the bleeding has stopped. This gentleman, he, he, he, is not in any danger of death."
The man holding him down was a burly man with a scar on his face. Upon hearing what he said, he rubbed the doctor's trembling face with the tip of the knife in his hand and asked Zhao Huaian in a casual manner what to do.
Zhao Huaian narrowed his eyes, a murderous intent flashing across his face. "Let's follow the old rules. Don't talk, don't look, don't listen, don't leave. It's better to live than to die."
Scarface nodded, stuffed a smelly rag into the doctor's mouth, and dragged the doctor out like a dog.
There was a brief silence in the room, and then Zai Huaijue, who was lying on the bed, slowly opened his eyes and called out softly, "Brother."
He was greeted with two loud slaps.
There was a sinister look in Zhao Huaijue's eyes, and he looked at him with red light in his eyes.
"Not convinced?"
Zhao Huaijue squeezed out a sound from between his teeth, "I dare not!"
Zhao Huaian didn’t care whether they dared or not. He had done everything he should and shouldn’t have done.
"Don't look at me like that. I didn't ask you to kill Zhao Huaizhou. If you want to hate someone, hate the person who caused you to lose your arm."
The figures of Qin and Duan Wenpei kept flashing in his mind, and Zhao Huaijue finally shut up.
Zhao Huaian sneered and sat on the edge of the bed, showing some pity. "However, you have done it after all, but according to the rules of the clan, if the master makes a mistake, the followers will be punished. Liu Jia can't stay."
As soon as the words fell, Zhao Huaijue suddenly trembled all over. He used the only remaining arm to grab Zhao Huaian tightly, "Brother, I beg you, Liu Jia has been with me for so many years, please don't let him die?"
The Zhao family would select suitable butchers and attendants from the moment Liu Jia was born. Liu Jia had been with him for almost thirteen years, and that was a bond they had since childhood.
Zhao Huaian shook his head, pried open his fingers one by one, and said something very cruel, "If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have done it in the first place. Fourth brother, you should think about your own situation now and stop caring about the life and death of a long-term servant."
After saying that, he didn't linger any longer, leaving Zhao Huaijue with only a ruthless back.
Soon, a faint smell of blood came from outside the yard. Zhao Huaijue half leaned out of the bed and heard a very short voice, "Fourth Master, in the next life——"
Zhao Huaijue's outstretched hand fell on the edge of the bed. He stared blankly at the bed curtain above his head. Liu Jia, who had read his fortune at the Marriage Temple during the day, was dead.
Next life?
No, he will avenge this life's hatred in this life!
*
Liu Hui, who was delivering something to Jingyuan, suddenly felt a pang in his heart. He looked up and thought for a while, thinking that it might be because he had not had a good rest recently.
A woman's voice sounded from the front. It was Chunya asking him to come in.
Liu Hui regained his composure, straightened his body, and walked in.
Nan Xu was dressing up, and Liu Hui greeted her through the beaded curtain.
Nan Xu hummed lazily, rubbed her inexplicably swollen eyes, and asked, "I heard you found the person who saw Yu Ming in the backyard of the Big Buddha Temple. Is that true?"
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