Chapter 290 Xie Ziheng, I want you to become the master of the world
Wen Xingluo shook his head.
Xie Guanlan wanted to carry her in, but she held his hand.
She looked at everyone and asked, "How credible is Pei Lin's promise?"
She paused.
Although she disliked Pei Lin, she also admired his loyalty to the Great Wei and his adherence to his heart despite his young age. Therefore, she did not want to slander the young man too much, and only said seriously: "One is the commander of hundreds of thousands of troops in the southwest, and the other is a second-rank eunuch with some real power in the palace. Since choosing either one would be a betrayal of the Great Zhou, why not choose the more powerful one?"
Her words caused several neutral people to start leaning towards Xie Guanlan.
However, the other dozen or so hostages still believed that Pei Lin could bring them more benefits.
They stood up and said, "We have considered this. If the commander cannot swear a solemn oath and promise to protect our lives, then we will choose to surrender to the great eunuch Pei. We are sorry to bother you tonight, commander. Farewell!"
After they left the tent, Xie Guanlan glanced at the dozen or so people left. "Of course I can make a promise like Pei Lin did, but the future is turbulent and full of uncertainties. I can't make promises that I can't guarantee."
The protons looked at each other.
The man who first handed over the jade pendant said, "Ever since the year I arrived in Beijing, I've actually been prepared for not being able to return home safely. I just can't swallow this anger. I can't swallow the anger that Xie Zhe treats us like dirt. I can't swallow the anger that he uses us to threaten my parents, and the anger that he imposes heavy taxes and increased labor service every year! As long as my parents and my sister-in-law are safe, I'm fine with dying!"
He said this with all his heart, but couldn't help but tear up.
The other protons thought back to when they left home at a young age, and their eyes became red.
Wen Xingluo looked at them, as if he saw the shadow of Xie Yanchen in them.
My second brother is very pitiful.
These people are also very pitiful.
She sighed and quietly moved closer to Xie Guanlan, wanting to absorb more warmth.
Xie Guanlan held her head and pressed her into his arms.
Perhaps out of guilt towards Xie Yanchen, he said, "I will be leaving the capital soon. If you really want to leave, you can disguise yourself as my attendants and follow me. However, this is quite risky. If we are discovered..."
According to the laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty, if a hostage escaped, he would be torn to pieces by chariots. The other princes would then unite to punish and attack their families. Finally, the land and people obtained would be divided equally among the kings who participated in the war.
This law was like a sword hanging over the heads of the hostages, forcing them to not dare to step out of the capital for more than a decade, for fear that the slightest carelessness would bring disaster to their families.
Xie Guanlan said, "You make your own decision."
The tent fell into a long silence again.
Xie Guanlan couldn't bear to see Wen Xingluo walking barefoot on the ground, so he simply picked her up sideways.
He held her in his arms and sat down, wrapping her tightly with his outer garment, making sure her ankles and feet were not exposed, before looking at her face.
The girl's hair was already loose, and after he tossed it, the golden hairpin fell to the ground, and her thick and fluffy black hair suddenly fell out, revealing only a small face, which was no bigger than his palm and looked as white as a petal, which was pitiful.
She struggled to sit up in his arms, hugging her crimson dress, and glared at him angrily.
Perhaps she felt it was inappropriate to let her hair down in front of others, so she picked up the gold hairpin and tied her hair up again.
Xie Guanlan looked at her.
The girl had her back to him, her slender fingertips running through her black hair, like an assassin's snow-white blade with ease.
As if possessed by some mysterious force, he quietly hooked a strand of black hair with his fingers.
Wen Xingluo had neatly tied up her long black hair, revealing a neck as white as frozen jade. His scarlet dress slipped from her shoulders, and the ivory satin undershirt seemed not as white and lustrous as her skin.
I don't know how she puts on makeup every day to have such delicate and tender skin.
He couldn't help but press his rough fingertips against the back of her neck.
Satin touch.
It is softer and smoother than the scene in the hot spring fantasy.
Wen Xingluo tied up her long black hair with a golden hairpin and looked back at him, her beautiful eyebrows slightly furrowed, as if questioning what he was doing.
Xie Guanlan suppressed the hidden desire in his eyes and handed the lock of black hair that was hooked by his fingertips to her to see. His usually calm tone was tinged with innocence, "You still have some hair that hasn't been tied up yet."
Wen Xingluo: “…”
She hated combing her hair the most only to find there was still a strand of hair left.
She looked at Xie Guanlan suspiciously before wrapping the strand of black hair around the golden hairpin.
After weighing the protons' options, they finally made up their minds and declared solemnly, "We're willing to take the risk! If we can return home safely, we'll serve you wholeheartedly!"
After they left, Xie Guanlan carried Wen Xingluo back to the bed, "It's still early, Ningning, sleep a little longer."
Wen Xingluo tugged at the corner of his sleeve and said, "I have an idea. Maybe it can help you avoid being too cautious in the future."
There was no expression of surprise on Xie Guanlan's face, as if he had already thought of that solution.
It was just because the method was too cruel that he never said it out loud.
He said, "I don't want to."
"You have no choice, and neither do I." Wen Xingluo leaned on his back. "Xie Ziheng, those officials in Rongcheng who fought with you to conquer the world all hope that you can become the ruler of the world. Only by sitting in that position can you truly protect the people of the southwest and preserve the Zhenbei Palace. Didn't you always want to protect the palace?"
From the first time I saw her, from the first time we met...
His purpose has always been to protect his loved ones and his home.
This is his responsibility.
Now, it has become her responsibility.
The soft and boneless little hands gently wrapped around Xie Guanlan's waist.
Wen Xingluo closed his eyes and said, "Xie Ziheng, I want you to become the master of the world."
…
The next day.
Because of Xie Mingrui's tragic death, the hunt was forced to end.
It was only early morning when the guards began to dismantle the tents.
Wen Xingluo came out of Xie Guanlan's tent.
Countless people witnessed this scene and were shocked.
Whispers were heard from all directions. Some noble ladies gathered together and whispered to each other, looking at the girl with a bit more contempt.
Words like "private transactions" and "shameless" kept coming into Wen Xingluo's ears, but she always turned a deaf ear to them and returned to her tent without saying a word.
Wen Yueyin was combing her hair in front of the mirror. Seeing her come back, she smiled smugly, "Little sister, I did something big with Pei Dajian last night! My ability to control women has reached a level you can't even imagine. Even you in your previous life couldn't compare to me!"
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