Chapter 257 She Really Left
Not to mention that Wen Wan really gave up everything, even if he showed any signs of fatigue, those hiding in the dark would devour him like evil spirits.
Wen En can travel the world with her regardless of everything, but Prince Mobei cannot.
Wen Wan sighed helplessly and kicked the pebbles on the ground in annoyance.
"So, what do you want me to do?" Wen Wan asked softly.
Min Zi got straight to the point. "I hope Miss Wen can leave immediately. If you are willing, my men will do their best to help you hide your identity and start a new life."
As the aide who was able to push Wen En to a high position, Min Zi actually keenly grasped what Wen Wan needed now.
If she wants freedom, she must not only avoid the people in the Imperial Capital, but also the people in Mobei. If she has Min Zi's help, it will undoubtedly be much smoother.
Wen Wan pondered for a moment, "I can leave, but... I also have a condition."
Min Zi clasped his fists and bowed, "Miss Wen, please speak."
Wen Wan pursed her lips and said, "People in Mobei are no longer allowed to keep two-legged sheep in captivity."
Hearing this, Min Zi looked up at her in surprise, as if he wanted to see something from her face, but Wenwan's face was just indifferent.
Since it was a negotiation, Min Zi had already prepared for Wen Wan to put forward conditions. He even set a bottom line deep in his heart.
He would try his best to meet her requirements for gold, silver, money, house deeds and land deeds.
But Min Zi never thought that Wen Wan would actually make a request that had almost nothing to do with her.
"Two-legged sheep..." Min Zi murmured these words, his brows tightly twisted into a "川" shape.
As a native of Mobei, Min Zi naturally knew what two-legged sheep were. He also knew that this bad habit had been formed for many years and was deeply ingrained in the bones of the Mobei people.
It is so difficult to change something that everyone thinks is normal.
Seeing that he was still hesitant, Wen Wan continued, "Mobei and Duan Dynasty have been at war for many years, and the resentment has long been accumulated. I am a woman and cannot intervene in those major events, but the people of Mobei and Duan Dynasty are all innocent."
“When prosperity comes, the people suffer; when destruction comes, the people suffer. Even with wars going on, the ordinary people still suffer the most.”
"Treat people like two-legged sheep, that's what animals do. I believe Mr. Min has the ability to do it, and I also believe that if Wen En can really stand in that supreme position, he will not stop this."
After finishing her words, Wenwan smiled bitterly.
"Mr. Min, I only have this one request. If you agree, I will leave tonight."
The dilapidated rear hall of the temple was leaking air everywhere.
The chill of the night poured in through the broken window, causing the pitiful flame on the Buddha's knees to flicker.
Minz suddenly looked up with a sharp look.
"Miss, you are so righteous. I, Min, will accept this matter."
*
In the early morning, just as the sky at the end of the mountains began to turn pale, the bonfire in the open space went out.
For some reason, Winn had a particularly restless sleep and he had the same dream all night long.
In his dream, a familiar figure appeared and disappeared from time to time, and he kept running forward after her, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not catch up with her.
The mountains are quiet, and the sound of a bird breaks the silence, awakening the hustle and bustle of the world.
Winn stretched and walked out of the tent, seeing two guards wrapped in blankets taking a nap against the wall.
The small tent next to it was still closed, probably because Wen Wan hadn't woken up yet.
Wen En burst out laughing. His sister had a habit of sleeping until she woke up naturally. If he woke her up too early, she would definitely whimper and throw a tantrum.
During the days of sailing, she was woken up by the fisherman's osprey when she had not slept enough. She got up angrily and looked at everyone with disdain. She even twisted his arm several times with excuses.
Although he found his sister's temper tantrums cute, but...
Wen En touched his arm. The arm that was twisted bruise by her a few days ago was still a little painful. It would be better not to annoy her.
Thinking of this, Wen En tiptoed out of the dilapidated temple.
He remembered that when he got off the boat yesterday, he saw several wild fruit trees on the shore. He went to pick some fresh fruits to give to his sister.
Winn walked briskly to the shore and found the fruit tree he saw yesterday.
The morning fruit, with a few dewdrops hanging on it, looks extremely delicious.
With a satisfied smile on his face, Winn lifted his robe and climbed up the tree.
In the distance, Minz just saw Winn climbing a tree to pick fruit. He was so scared that he trotted to the fruit tree.
"Your Highness, please ask anyone to do this kind of work. The trunk of this fruit tree is too small. If it breaks..."
Before he could finish his words, there was a "crack" and the tree trunk broke, and Winn fell down.
Minz instinctively reached out to catch it, but saw Winn jump up and step onto another branch to stand firmly.
"Look at what you have accomplished."
Winn glared at Minzi with disdain and continued picking fruits. "Sister will definitely think the fruits I picked are more delicious. Can others compare with me? Mind your own business."
Min Zi put down his hand in disappointment, his expression gloomy and unclear.
After a while, Wen En jumped down the tree with the fruit in his pocket, feeling satisfied, and walked happily towards the ruined temple.
Minz looked at his happy back, and for a moment, he felt a pang of heartache.
His Highness, all his sincerity was misplaced after all.
*
Min Zi slowly returned to the ruined temple, thinking all the way about how to comfort the prince's injured emotions.
But when he walked to the door, he saw Wen En standing at the door of the tent with a piece of fruit in his pocket, standing there quietly without moving.
Min Zi approached and asked, "Your Highness..."
"Shh," Winn turned around and glared at him, then lowered his voice and said, "Be quiet, don't wake up your sister, she's not awake yet."
Minz glanced at the sky, his eyes growing darker.
Wen En stood in front of the tent for more than half an hour, until the two guards who were taking a nap against the wall woke up, but there was still no movement in the tent.
He frowned, looking very embarrassed.
"The sun is getting higher, and the fruit won't be fresh anytime soon..."
He muttered quietly, and dumped all the fruit in his pocket onto the ground. "Forget it, I'd better go pick the freshest ones for my sister."
Having said that, he turned and was about to leave.
Min Zi couldn't help but called out with a trembling voice, "Your Highness..."
Winn paused, his face darkening as he lowered his voice to warn, "I told you to keep your voice down! What if you wake up your sister?"
"Your Highness..." Min Zi's throat rolled, his fists clenched slightly, and he said distressedly: "Your Highness, Miss Wen... is gone."
The air was stagnant and time seemed to stand still for a moment.
Winn's expression began to visibly twist and turn hideous.
He slowly walked up to Minzi, raised his hand and grabbed Minzi's throat, "Say it again?"
At that moment, Minz had no doubt that Winn really wanted to kill him.
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