Chapter 318 Lan Shu is a ruthless person
Xuanyuan Lang held a grand oath-taking banquet, with plenty of wine and meat for everyone.
Lan Shu and Wei Lingze also have a place.
Neither of them was used to the dishes cooked by Yuexi Chef. The sight of the beef and mutton still stained with blood and a strong fishy smell made them feel nauseous.
However, Lan Shu was very supportive. When Xuanyuan Lang said that he wanted to conquer Zhaoling Mausoleum and sit on the dragon throne, Lan Shu cooperated by raising her wine glass and shouting a few times to cheer him on.
Wei Lingze rolled his eyes.
But soon his expression faltered as Xuanyuan Lang put his arm around his shoulders and led him in front of everyone. "Everyone, this young General Wei is our best friend. He's drawn a topographical map of Zhaoling and explained all its military tactics and training practices. Now we know the people of Zhaoling like the back of our hands, and we're sure to be invincible!"
It was not known whether he was truly kind or wanted to humiliate Wei Lingze, but Xuanyuan Lang spoke these words in Zhaoling dialect.
The Yuexi soldiers only understood the last sentence and shouted in unison: "Invincible, invincible!"
The noise was so loud that it was deafening.
Wei Lingze pursed his lips, his face as stiff as wood, but Xuanyuan Lang did not let him go and asked his lieutenants to toast him one by one.
When he was forced to drink the wine, Wei Lingze saw Lan Shu sitting in the seat with her eyes curved in a smile, as if responding to his eye roll just now.
Dog slave!
Wei Lingze cursed in his heart, and soon his stomach was filled.
He staggered back to his seat and sat down. Xuanyuan Lang chattered in Yuexi dialect for a long time. When Xuanyuan Lang finished speaking, King Ying was brought up.
Prince Ying is not as servile as Lan Shu, nor does he have as much information as Lan Shu, nor does he know as much about military affairs as Wei Lingze. Apart from his identity as a prince, he has no value to Xuanyuan Lang, so he can only be locked in a cage like a dog these days.
Prince Ying also became addicted to the incense, but when the addiction came, no one gave him any. Even his daily meals consisted of a bowl of watery porridge and cold, hard steamed buns.
In a short period of time, Prince Ying went from being a noble and respectable prince to being unkempt and looking like a beggar.
Seeing Xuanyuan Lang, Prince Ying lost his previous arrogance and knelt down, kowtowed and begged: "Please, give me some incense, I am so miserable. Just give me the incense, and I will do anything for you."
The officers and soldiers of Yuexi all knew the identity of Prince Ying. When they saw him lying on the ground like a dog without any dignity, they all burst into laughter, as if the royal family of Zhaoling had all knelt at their feet like Prince Ying.
Wei Lingze couldn't help but clench his fists, anger welling up in his chest, but Lan Shu and the Yuexi people laughed loudly.
He laughed from the bottom of his heart, and looked at King Ying with eyes full of ridicule.
Wei Lingze frowned as he watched. The next moment, Xuanyuan Lang threw his crescent-shaped sword onto Lan Shu's desk. "According to our Yuexi custom, we must kill someone tonight to offer sacrifice to the gods. Your prince is too dirty. I don't want to dirty my hands. You do it."
"yes."
Lan Shu stood up, put his right hand on his left shoulder, performed a standard Yuexi etiquette to Xuanyuan Lang, and then walked towards King Ying step by step with the scimitar in his hand.
Under the moonlight and bonfire, the scimitar reflected a cold light. Prince Ying had not yet sensed the danger and said to Lan Shu, "Lan Shu, please help me beg General Xuanyuan. As long as he gives me incense, I am willing to give him all the money in the palace."
Lan Shu did not respond, but swung his hand without hesitation and chopped King Ying's left shoulder.
As the severe pain hit, King Ying finally regained some of his sanity. Hearing the laughter of the Yuexi people and looking at Lan Shu's expressionless face, King Ying realized what kind of situation he was in.
He covered his arm in fear and shouted, "Lan Shu, don't forget, it was me who saved your life. If it weren't for me, you would have died long ago. You can't repay kindness with hatred!"
Lan Shu raised the knife, pleased by the bright red blood on the blade. He curled his lips and smiled seductively: "Your Highness's kindness to me, I will never forget it in my life. If Your Highness had not been attracted by my mother's beauty, set up a vicious plan to force my father and his family to leave the capital, and sent people to hunt down my entire family, how could I have the chance to be saved by Your Highness?"
After Lan Shu finished speaking, he swung another knife at King Ying.
This time, it was the tip of the knife that pierced his shoulder blade. Prince Ying screamed in pain and denied it: "No, I didn't do such a thing. You must have made a mistake!"
Lan Shu drew his knife, blood splashed on his face, his expression became more and more joyful. He ignored what King Ying said and slashed King Ying's leg again.
"The prince saved me, kept me by his side, gave me a life of luxury, and then coaxed me into sleeping with him. Later, he used the promise of revenge to get me to work as a prostitute at Wuyou Pavilion. I remember every detail of this."
If he had not gone to Wuyou Pavilion and relied on the relationship with Wuyou Pavilion, he would probably still be kept in the dark until now, worshipping the murderer who killed his entire family as a benefactor.
After being stabbed three times, Prince Ying was really afraid of Lan Shu. He finally stopped quibbling and cried for mercy: "I was wrong. I am sorry for you. As long as you don't kill me, I can give you anything."
Oh……
Lan Shu sneered.
Ever since he learned the truth more than half a year ago, he has been thinking about how to kill King Ying.
Killing King Ying with a single stab would be too easy for him. Besides, there are many guards around King Ying. If you kill King Ying, he will die too. It's not worth it.
The appearance of the incense gave him an idea.
He originally wanted to reveal clues so that Wei Lingze or the prince could get rid of King Ying, but he didn't expect that the clues would eventually fall into Xuanyuan Lang's hands, giving him the opportunity to kill King Ying with his own hands.
This is simply wonderful.
"What can the prince give me?"
Lan Shu asked, raised his knife and cut off King Ying's left leg.
His life had been ruined by King Ying more than ten years ago, and his body had been torn to pieces by King Ying. He was completely rotten, and nothing else could make up for it except killing King Ying to make him feel better.
"I don't have any children yet, so I can adopt you as my adopted son. When the time comes, I'll give you all the title and money..."
Prince Ying spoke hastily, promising everything he could think of. Lan Shu was disgusted and laughed even louder.
Prince Ying killed his entire family, pretended to be his savior, trampled on and humiliated him at will, and finally adopted him as his adopted son and made him recognize the thief as his father. This is really ridiculous.
"Your Majesty, save these words for the King of Hell."
"don't want……"
King Ying opened his eyes wide in fear, but the next moment, his voice stopped abruptly, and Lan Shu raised his hand and chopped off his head.
The Yuexi soldiers who were watching burst into cheers. They didn't know what Lan Shu had said to Prince Ying, but they just thought that the drama of these two Zhaoling people killing each other was really exciting.
Xuanyuan Lang had King Ying's body hung on the city wall, and the atmosphere of the oath-taking banquet reached its climax.
Lan Shu returned to her seat, quietly picked up the wine jar and carefully washed off the dirt on her hands and face.
Wei Lingze used to look down on Lan Shu, but after seeing how King Ying was killed, the way he looked at Lan Shu changed.
Lan Shu is a ruthless person.
The oath-taking banquet lasted until the early hours of the morning. Everyone was satisfied with their meal and drink and fell asleep. However, early the next morning, they were awakened by the sound of cow horns.
The moat of Wengzhou has dried up.
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