Chapter 132 Bodhisattva Lowers His Eyebrows, Vajra Gazes Wrathfully (2) Tonight, you are here...
Feng Tan's head was heavy, as if a thousand-pound burden was pressing down on it, her consciousness oscillating between confusion and clarity. In a daze, she heard the sounds of string and wind instruments in her ears, her eyelids felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, and she barely managed to open them.
The bedroom, decorated in warm tones, features carved beams and painted rafters, flying eaves and brackets, and vermilion pillars painted with exquisite flowers, birds, fish and insects, so lifelike that they seem about to fly out of the pillars at any moment.
Shen Shiyi sat on the edge of the couch with a cold face. Seeing that Feng Tan was still dazed, he raised an eyebrow and said, "Awake?"
Clearly, the sleeping pill that Xiao Yinshi fed to Feng Tan was too potent. She sat up after a while and then turned her eyes to look at Shen Shiyi.
Shen Shiyi propped himself up on the edge of the bed with one hand, his right eye covered by a black cloth, his body slightly leaning forward, his legs spread apart, his posture upright like a pine tree, and he was dressed in night clothes, clearly indicating that he had not entered by the open.
The full moon was rising outside the window. Feng Tan guessed it was only the hour of You (5-7 PM), not yet the ten hours Xiao Yin had mentioned. Looking at Shen Shiyi again, Feng Tan's mind cleared, and she said with certainty, "You sneaked in."
Shen Shiyi nodded slightly, flicking the pills aside. Since Feng Tan was awake, there was no need to feed her anymore. "Your weapon has become a bargaining chip for Xiao Yinshi in his deal with the owner of this high-rise building. He is using you to disrupt the situation."
Feng Tan didn't understand what she was talking about, so she frowned and said, "Explain yourself more clearly."
She adopted an attentive listening posture, and Shen Shiyi, knowing she had been unaware of outside news recently, patiently explained, "The King of Chu of Dahuang has rebelled on the border. Where there is war, there is arms trading, you should understand that. Military strength and weapons are closely related. The King of Chu has long coveted the guns in your possession. Recently, news has spread that someone in the 'Shengse Huanyan Lou' has obtained the secrets to your weapon making and wants to sell them at a high price. Heroes from all directions have come here attracted by this and are now gathered in the 'Shengse Huanyan Lou,' all wanting to collect weapons for their military camps."
The Imperial Dragon Camp hasn't deployed any troops recently, so the configuration of the sniper rifles couldn't possibly have been leaked by them. The only possible way it could have been leaked was the night before last when Feng Tan, under pressure from Xiao Yinshi, brought him into the system.
He tampered with the system right under her nose.
That bastard!
If he has mastered the secrets of sniper rifle manufacturing, it is impossible for him to figure out how to make the raw materials in just one day. Moreover, possessing high-end weapons is an immeasurable asset. Why would Xiao Yinshi publicize it and invite heroes to compete for supremacy?
He possessed an empire and was not short of money.
Feng Tan's eyes showed doubt. She looked at Shen Shiyi, who shook his head and said coldly, "I'm here to tell you that the war in Dahuang has begun. If you try to escape during this opportunity, be careful."
Feng Tan asked, "Why are you helping me?"
Shen Shiyi handed Feng Tan a human skin mask and replied, "It's what I owe you."
During the Great Brightness Festival, the two conspired to rescue people from the Imperial Prison, and Shen Shiyi owed Feng Tan a debt. Last time, Feng Tan was able to shoot Xiao Liling and escape from the Imperial Palace during Xiao Yinshi's wedding. Without Shen Shiyi's betrayal, she and Arslan would never have been able to do it. If she wanted to repay a debt, she had already done so.
“You don’t owe me anything,” Feng Tan said, taking the paper. When she looked up, her eyes shone with a clear light as she asked Shen Shiyi, “What happened to your eyes?”
Shen Shiyi turned her head slightly, trying to avoid Feng Tan's gaze, her voice still indifferent, "The punishment for doing something wrong."
Feng Tan's heart skipped a beat, and she asked, "Did Xiao Yinshi make this?"
"Hmm." Shen Shiyi touched his blind eye, a nonchalant smile curving his lips.
The wrath of an emperor is unbearable. Xiao Yinshi originally intended to kill her, but it was only after her brother kowtowed and begged for her life that she was spared only losing one eye, a result far better than she had expected.
After saying that, Shen Shiyi was about to jump onto the roof beam when Feng Tan stopped her as she turned around and asked persistently, "Shen Shiyi, you helped me for more than just this one reason."
Shen Shiyi paused for a moment as she left. She turned back to look at Feng Tan, who was now wearing a mask, and said, "In my lifetime, I also want to see the world that Mr. Feng described. You should run away."
Feng Tan settled down and looked into Shen Shiyi's eyes, where she saw the same unwavering determination. They were both exceptionally beautiful.
Feng Tan stretched his limbs and said, "I won't run away. Since I can't escape, I'll go and kill them to my heart's content."
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The sensual pleasure palace, like a colossal beast lurking in the mortal world, arrogantly exudes an aura of extravagance. It sits on the border between the Huang and Hua dynasties, towering into the clouds, its body adorned with strange and bizarre patterns, seemingly the work of ghosts and gods, or the embodiment of desire.
Amidst the raging cannon fire within Dahuang territory, it remained completely unaffected. Inside, guests thronged like a tide, their faces distorted and blurred by the flickering candlelight, their expressions reflecting a greedy yearning for ultimate pleasure. Those adorned in finery had eyes that gleamed with a mixture of reverie and indulgence. Their laughter, conversations, and the clinking of glasses mingled together, creating a cacophony of chaos and absurdity.
Dancing fairies descended gracefully from the rooftop, their bodies like weightless threads, swirling and dancing in the air. Their robes were a kaleidoscope of colors, yet strangely eerie, as if woven from rainbows and the darkness of night, each piece shimmering with a dark light. Their dance was bizarre and captivating, sometimes twisting like snakes, sometimes as light as butterflies, their limbs stretched out at angles defying logic, as if they were puppets controlled by some mysterious force.
The songstresses and dancers, like elves descending from another dimension, slowly entered the crowd's view. Their makeup was as heavy as a blood-red dream, their cheeks smeared with exaggerated colors, as if mixed with blood and paint.
Feng Tan had never seen such a strange tall building before. Stepping into this place was like entering a bizarre and beautiful dream world. She stood under the tall locust tree wrapped with red silk, curiously surveying her surroundings, when suddenly a large hand gently patted her shoulder. The person chuckled and said, "Young man, you're blocking my way."
That voice... it's Feng Tingxiao.
Feng Tan turned around and saw that he was dressed in a magnificent purple robe, with a silver mask covering his face, revealing only his long and deep eyes.
The two were surrounded by a surging crowd, as if they had never escaped the game of fate that had been set up for them for many years.
Seeing that Feng Tan didn't move, Feng Tingxiao waved his folding fan in front of Feng Tan's eyes and laughed, "Is she a little deaf person?"
Feng Tan realized what was happening, glanced at the two teams of experts guarding him behind him, and, not wanting to get entangled with Feng Tingxiao any longer, silently stepped aside to make way for him.
In fact, the lobby on the first floor was so spacious that Feng Tingxiao didn't need Feng Tan to make way for him at all. But he seemed to be in the mood to tease her. Looking at Feng Tan's indifferent profile, he tapped her shoulder with his folding fan again and said, "It seems that you are a stranger here, young brother. This is your first time in this building. Luckily, you are in a good mood today. Come on, I will show you around."
Feng Tan was now forced to speak, "We've only just met, brother, there's no need for such formalities. I have someone to guide me, they'll be there shortly."
The moment the fake boy's voice left his mouth, Feng Tingxiao's eyes darkened imperceptibly. He quickly concealed his unusual expression, put his arm around Feng Tan's shoulder, and said in a carefree and relaxed manner, "Why do we need any other guides? We are destined to meet, so I will take you there."
Feng Tan struggled in his arms, and Feng Tingxiao whispered in her ear, "Little brother, it's better to go along with what's good, don't you think?"
Two guesses immediately came to Feng Tan's mind: one was that Feng Tingxiao had accidentally bumped into her here and recognized her; the other was that Feng Tingxiao had anticipated that she would come here to stop Xiao Yinshi from handing over the weapon manufacturing method, and had already recognized her.
Upon closer examination, Feng Tingxiao is a man who plans carefully before acting, so the second guess is more likely.
Feng Tan had no intention of playing games with him and said directly, "Feng Tingxiao."
“That’s not how you play games,” Feng Tingxiao said, taking his arm off Feng Tan’s shoulder and turning to face her. “You’re so honest, how am I supposed to respond? And besides, Yongle should call me Imperial Uncle.”
Feng Tan narrowed his eyes and said, "Your Highness, the Prince of Chu, who has rebelled, your troops are attacking and seizing territory in Dahuang. You come to the Shengse Huanyan Tower to try to take my things... Anyone with a shred of shame would not say such a thing."
After a few moments of silence, Feng Tingxiao closed his folding fan and smiled. He removed his silver mask, revealing his handsome and dashing face. "Yongle, I only went to rescue you after reaching a cooperation agreement with Arslan. You shouldn't have fallen for him."
The building was brightly lit. Feng Tan suddenly took a step closer to Feng Tingxiao and said in a piercing tone, "Historical records show that in 561 AD, the first year of the Tai Ning era of the Northern Qi Dynasty, Emperor Wucheng Gao Zhan ascended the throne and forced his sister-in-law Li Zu'e to abdicate, and committed adultery with her."
Feng Tan paused for a moment. Feng Tingxiao looked at her sharp posture, lowered his head to meet her gaze, and said, "Yongle, you still like to play your cards openly. Emperor Wucheng's methods are too violent. I always have a lot of patience with you."
Feng Tan's gaze was piercing as he said, "Your feelings are truly disgusting."
Feng Tingxiao said, "Since ancient times, there have been countless cases of adultery among those who are related by blood. You want to overturn the social norms between men and women, and so do I. Human desires are natural and there is nothing wrong with them."
The two are separated by a blood feud, yet bound by kinship, and burdened by feelings that defy morality. For Feng Tan, the only way to resolve their entanglement is through violence.
Watching the tigers fight from the sidelines and conserving energy is the wise choice. Since Xiao Yinshi is going to fight Feng Tingxiao in this game, Feng Tan can refrain from competing while Qing Cang is still unable to contact Yu Ruxi.
With a plan in mind, her eyes shone even brighter in the bright lights. She said to Feng Tingxiao, "The King of Chu has always coveted this weapon in my hand. Today, Xiao Yinshi has set up this scheme to lure you in, to see whether you succeed or fail. Let's see who wins in the end."
Feng Tan's choice to go along with the suggestion surprised Feng Tingxiao. When he smiled, there were fine wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and the marks of age made his temperament more mellow. "Yongle, with you here tonight, the things on the stage are more interesting."
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