Chapter 304 I Did Nothing Wrong
Inside the tent, the flames flickered, illuminating Xiao Minglan's gloomy face.
The commotion outside the tent had long since subsided, and the small fire had been put out, but the anger in his heart burned more and more fiercely.
Chen He and Xiao Jingchi disappeared right under his nose.
"Seal all exits! Search every inch for me!"
Just as he was about to give the order, his hand subconsciously reached for his waist, ready to take out the token to mobilize troops.
His fingertips touched nothing.
Empty?
Xiao Minglan froze and lowered his head suddenly.
The personal token made of black iron, which symbolized his identity as King Yi and his absolute power, was gone!
An icy chill instantly rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head!
The air pressure around him was terrifyingly low, and his hawk-like eyes seemed to be spitting fire.
Token...
The kitchen fire...
Lure away the guards...
Shen Yan!
That concubine's daughter who always keeps her head down and is as timid as a rabbit!
"Where are the people?!" he roared, his voice filled with uncontrollable violence.
The confidant Mo Ying knelt on one knee, his head lowered even lower, "Your Highness, Second Miss Shen... is in the woodshed."
“Bring it here!”
Two words, tempered with ice and filled with blood.
Soon, Shen Yan was dragged in by two burly guards and thrown to the ground like a rag doll.
She was covered in wounds and had blood at the corners of her mouth. It was obvious that she had been taught a lesson before.
But her eyes, which were always filled with fear and flattery, were now deadly calm.
She did not beg for mercy, nor did she even look at Xiao Minglan. She just lay silently on the cold ground, like a body without a soul.
Xiao Minglan walked up to her step by step and looked down at her condescendingly.
"Where's the token?"
His voice was not loud, but it contained a danger that made one tremble in the bones.
Shen Yan didn't answer.
"Where did Chen He and that idiot go?"
Still silence.
This stagnant silence completely ignited Xiao Minglan's anger.
He rushed forward, and with his five fingers like iron pliers, he pinched her chin hard, forcing her to raise her head.
"I'm asking you a question!"
Feeling a sharp pain, Shen Yan was forced to raise her face and meet those furious eyes.
But at this moment, she suddenly smiled.
The smile was light and faint, but it carried an indescribable sadness and a hint of... relief.
Xiao Minglan frowned deeply.
I only heard her speak softly in a hoarse voice that sounded almost like a dream.
"My whole life..."
“They are all learning how to please others and how to obey.”
"Pleasure to mother, please to stepmother, please to stepmother..."
Her gaze moved slowly and finally fell on Xiao Minglan's handsome yet ferocious face.
"…even you."
Her eyes, at this moment, became extremely clear and firm.
"But this last time, I want to do the right thing."
The hostility in Xiao Minglan's eyes grew stronger, and the strength in his hands almost crushed her jaw.
"What is the right thing?!"
He roared.
"Betraying me is right?!"
Shen Yan looked at him as if she was looking at a stranger, and the smile on her lips deepened.
"Letting her go is the right thing to do."
She spoke each word clearly and calmly.
"Xiao Minglan, you will never get her."
These words, like a poisoned blade, precisely pierced into Xiao Minglan's most insane and paranoid pain point!
"You're looking for death!"
He suddenly threw Chen Yan away, and in a rage, he drew the sword from his waist with a "swish"!
The cold tip of the sword pointed straight at Shen Yan's throat.
The cold light flowing from the sword made his eyes red.
"I'll ask one last time."
"Where did they go?"
Chen Yan slowly, slowly closed her eyes, her long eyelashes casting a silent shadow in the firelight.
She used up all her courage and determination in her life and gently uttered three words.
"have no idea."
The moment the words fell, Xiao Minglan's sanity completely collapsed!
"puff--!"
The sound of the sword piercing flesh was particularly clear and harsh in the silent tent.
Warm blood flowed down the cold sword, drop by drop, and fell into the dust, blooming into dark flowers.
Xiao Minglan held the hilt of the sword expressionlessly, the last trace of rationality in his eyes completely devoured by the warm touch.
He didn't even draw his sword.
Chen Yan's body collapsed limply, and the sword became the only fulcrum that supported her from falling down immediately.
Her life was rapidly fading away as the blood gushed out.
She raised her eyes with great effort, but her vision was blurred. She could no longer see the man in front of her whom she had once looked up to, feared, and...admired.
All she saw was a sea of blood.
"elder sister……"
Her lips moved, and her voice was as light as a breeze, almost blown away by the wind outside the tent.
"this time……"
“I…did nothing wrong…”
After she said the last few words, the light in her eyes completely went out.
The frail body finally lost its last bit of strength, slid down the sword, and fell heavily into a pool of blood.
The strong smell of blood filled the air, making people sick.
Xiao Minglan looked at the gradually cooling corpse on the ground indifferently, without a trace of emotion in his eyes.
As if it wasn't a life, but just an eyesore.
He raised his hand, and with a "clang" sound, he pulled the sword out of Shen Yan's body as if to vent his anger!
The teeth-grinding friction sound made Mo Ying's eyelids twitch.
"Your Majesty..."
Xiao Minglan didn't look at him, but just used a white cloth to slowly wipe the blood beads on the sword.
The blood drops were wiped away one by one, and the sword blade returned to its bright snowy color, reflecting his handsome yet distorted face.
His rage, not quenched by the killing, turned into a deeper, colder paranoia.
"Pass the order down."
He slowly sheathed the cleaned sword, his voice as cold as ice.
"Drag her out and bury her somewhere."
Mo Ying's heart trembled, "Yes."
"No monuments are allowed."
Xiao Minglan added another sentence, his tone showing disgust and contempt without any concealment.
"yes!"
Mo Ying accepted the order and was about to retreat.
"etc."
Xiao Minglan called him and stared at him with a pair of hawk-like eyes.
"Send three times the number of troops! Block all the exits down the mountain for me!"
"yes!"
"Tell them to dig three feet deep to find the man for me!"
Xiao Minglan's voice suddenly rose, with a hint of imperceptible madness.
"I want to see you alive..."
He paused, a cruel arc appearing at the corner of his mouth.
"...Even if he dies, I want to see his body!"
***
The mountain wind is strong and blowing across the valley mouth.
The word "Young Master" was like a thunderclap, striking Shen He's forehead fiercely!
She froze completely.
All the blood in his body seemed to freeze into ice at that moment.
That "Silly Achi" whom she had always thought was mentally retarded and needed her protection...
That Ah Sheng who always appears in times of crisis...
That Yan Qingxiu who was gentle as jade and taught her strategy at Qingshan Academy...
Countless faces overlapped and tore apart frantically in her mind, and finally, they all converged into the tall and straight back of the man in front of her.
It's him.
It's all him.
The huge shock made her whole body cold. She subconsciously took a half step back and covered her mouth tightly with her hands to prevent the scream from bursting out of her throat.
Xiao Jingchi heard her slight gasp.
He didn't even need to turn around to feel her gaze, a mixture of shock, pain, and disbelief, burning his back like a branding iron.
He knows.
She understood everything.
A huge wave of guilt that almost drowned him surged into his heart.
He had lied to her for so long.
With an innocent face, he watched her worry about "Yan Qingxiu" in her previous life, and watched her plan for "Xiao Jingchi" in this life.
But right now, the situation is critical and there is no room for sentimental relationships.
Xiao Jingchi took a deep breath and forced himself to suppress the turmoil in his heart. Without looking back at her, he said to Zhao Chuang in a deep voice:
"Uncle Zhao, there's a change in the capital. Xiao Minglan is planning a rebellion. We must rush to his aid immediately!"
Zhao Chuang's expression froze, his kneeling posture remained unchanged, but his voice was as loud as iron!
"I have been dormant for many years, my sword is still sharp, and my blood is still hot! I will obey your orders, young master!"
At this moment, the faint light of torches came from the distant mountains and forests!
The clamor of the search drifted over intermittently on the wind.
Xiao Minglan’s men are chasing us!
A cold light flashed in Xiao Jingchi's eyes, and he immediately ordered:
"Uncle Zhao, lead your men according to the second plan, eliminate the pursuers, and then rush to the western suburbs of the capital to reunite with us!"
He must immediately take Chen He away from another path and rush back to the capital, otherwise it will be too late!
He turned around abruptly, his eyes meeting Shen He's tearful eyes in mid-air.
No time to explain.
He grabbed her cold hand without saying a word, and the touch made his heart stab.
He lowered his voice and spoke each word clearly.
"Walk!"
Chen He was pulled by him, stumbling to keep up with his pace, running in the dark forest with one foot deep and one foot shallow.
Finally, I could no longer control my tears and they rolled down silently as I ran.
These tears are for the heartache that Yan Qingxiu had to endure for many years due to his tragic death in his previous life.
After learning this shocking truth, some people were deeply shocked.
What's more... there's the grievance and bitterness of being concealed and deceived by him.
Xiao Jingchi could clearly feel her hot tears falling drop by drop on the back of his hand.
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