Chapter 76 Do you really want to leave him?
The morning light was dim, and the early autumn breeze, with a slight chill, swept into the carriage curtains lifted by the wind and brushed past the overlapping figures on the couch.
Wen Xing had a long and winding dream.
In his dream, he seemed to be back in Funing Palace again, with the familiar dragon couch beneath him and the fresh and clean scent of a young man lingering in his nose.
He rested his head in a warm and solid embrace for the first time in a long time, and the sound of a steady and strong heartbeat came to his ears, beating firmly into his heart.
He turned over unconsciously, and his arms naturally moved forward, indeed embracing a familiar slender waist.
In the chaos, he completely forgot that he was now "Li Wenyan". He just sighed out instinctively, his voice lazily filled with the feeling of not waking up yet: "... so comfortable... Ning Wujie..."
He really likes this hot pack.
The young man's clear voice faintly came to my ears: "...Your Majesty..."
"Hmm..." A kiss sealed his lips, and the familiar touch came over him. He subconsciously opened his lips to cater to the man's lips and tongue teasing.
However, before long, the kiss began to become slightly different from what he remembered. It became extremely aggressive and oppressive, as if it wanted to snatch all the air from his lungs.
This desperate kiss almost suffocated him, and his chaotic brain issued a warning of lack of oxygen.
Wen Xing frowned, his eyelashes trembled violently for a few times, and finally he opened his eyes with difficulty.
Ning Wujie's face, which was very close to him, came into view, his eyelashes drooped, and his long eyelashes cast a dark shadow under his eyes.
Within his field of vision was the shaking roof of a carriage, and the sunlight shone through the windows and into Wen Xing's eyes.
His pupils trembled violently and he pushed the person away.
Ning Wujie was pushed by him, took a deep breath, and stood up straight, but his eyes were still fixed on him as if they were real, and he licked the corner of his lips with an unsatisfied look.
Wen Xing saw Ning Wujie's dark eyes. Even the sunlight could not shine into his eyes. They were like the dark sea surface, and no one knew what kind of turbulent waves were hidden underneath.
His heart was pounding. Did he just call out Ning Wujie's name? Did he do that in his dream? Did he call out loudly?
He wasn't sure.
Did he just hear the other party calling him "Your Majesty"?
Maybe I'm dreaming too?
His mind was in a mess, and panic was written in his eyes, and he had no time to hide it.
Ning Wujie took in all his panic, but remained expressionless as he asked calmly, "Awake?"
Wen Xing's Adam's apple rolled, but he forced himself to remain calm. He decided to take the initiative and asked fiercely, "What were you doing just now?"
As he spoke, he pushed the person away, stood up, and frantically straightened his messed-up clothes, his movements full of attempts to cover up his mistake.
Ning Wujie looked at him leisurely, a hint of a smile on his lips: "Why? Didn't the master say I'm good-looking?"
"I throw myself into your arms, don't you like it, sir?"
Wen Xing was once again shocked by Ning Wujie's "shamelessness".
He stared at the tip of Ning Wujie's ear in disbelief, but did not see the expected blush.
What on earth happened!
Only then did he realize that Ning Wujie was completely different from before. Not only had he become "shameless", but he was also "hungry and indiscriminate".
Who says you have to throw yourself into someone's arms just because you're good-looking?
Wen Xing inexplicably felt a surge of anger, but that anger was soon replaced by guilt.
It was clearly because of his outrageous actions that people became like this.
After all, for Ning Wujie, he was forced to take over the country overnight, forced to bear the stigma of usurping the throne, and forced to suppress the rebellion in the court and all directions with iron-blooded means.
It is normal to have a drastic change in temperament.
Even... Wen Xing suspected that it was because of his former obsession with destroying other people's "chastity arches" that he turned into this person.
Wen Xing rarely felt guilty, and actually opened his mouth with some guilt: "I..."
Ning Wujie suddenly approached again, tilted his head and stared at him, asking stubbornly: "Don't you like it?"
Wen Xing looked at that face and blurted out, "I like it."
Wen Xing: ...
Wen Xing hated himself so much that he wanted to bite off his tongue.
What nonsense is he talking about!
He rubbed his eyebrows, feeling as if he had become the "tyrant" who was "lustful at the sight of beauty" again.
He didn't notice the almost imperceptible rise of Ning Wujie's lips.
At this moment, the carriage slowly stopped, and a shadow guard outside the carriage reported: "Master, we have arrived at the post station."
Wen Xing was stunned when he heard this.
......Wait a moment.
He suddenly lifted the curtain of the carriage and saw that the scenery outside the window was completely unfamiliar. There was a dense forest and a lonely two-story post station standing by the road. He had no idea how far away from Anxi City it was.
Wen Xing's face darkened, he closed his eyes deeply, and whispered through gritted teeth: "Ning Wujie."
The guilt he felt just now disappeared in an instant, and now he was only filled with anger.
Ning Wujie raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes showing a deeper sense of amusement: "Sir, do you know what the punishment is for calling me by my name?"
Wen Xing looked back without hesitation and asked in a deep voice, "Where are you taking me?"
"Go back to the palace." Ning Wujie answered straightforwardly.
Wen Xing's pupils widened, "I'm not going!"
What a struggle it took for him to escape! He's only been retired for a year, and he's being arrested again?!
How would I explain if he showed up in the palace?
The throne couldn't be taken back, so what identity would he return to? He couldn't possibly be the "late emperor," right? How much unrest would that cause?
It's already messy enough!
If I don't restore my identity, will I have to carefully perform "Li Wenyan" under everyone's noses for the rest of my life?!
Ning Wujie's eyes darkened, and his voice revealed a dangerous tone that brooked no room for argument: "Sir, are you going to disobey my order?"
Wen Xing was stunned and immediately cursed inwardly.
The boomerang came quite quickly!
He suppressed his anger and tried to reason with her, "Second Young Master Ning, we already had an agreement that you would leave after the task was completed. You can't go back on your word, can you?"
Ning Wujie raised his eyelids, "I did say I would leave after I finished my business, but I didn't say I wouldn't take you with me."
Wen Xing: ...
Specious arguments!
"Do you know that a forced melon is not sweet? Even if you force me to stay by your side, I will not work for you. What's the point of keeping me?"
Ning Wujie had a blank expression on his face: "Sir, you have great talent. Even if I can't use it for my own benefit, I can't leave it to the enemy."
Wen Xing:!
It makes so much sense, I can’t refute it!
"But I just sold you yesterday. If you keep a disloyal and treacherous person like me by your side, aren't you afraid that you'll end up raising a tiger to harm you?"
"Don't worry about it, sir."
Wen Xing: ...
Suddenly I miss the young man who could be suppressed by the word "disobey the order".
Ning Wujie then said meaningfully, "Besides, if you really sold me out, would we still be able to leave the city so smoothly?"
"I'm really curious, how did you escape from the Governor's Mansion unscathed?"
Wen Xing's eyes moved slightly, "You want to know? Let me go and I'll tell you."
Ning Wujie suddenly stood up, lifted the car curtain, and stretched out his hand to him: "Don't be impatient, let me guess slowly."
"Get off first."
Wen Xing let out a long sigh.
OK.
It seems there is no escape anyway.
As he bowed to get out of the car, he very naturally placed his hand on the wrist that Ning Wujie handed to him, allowing the "Majesty" of the current dynasty to support him personally, without realizing that there was anything wrong with this action.
The shadow guards were all stunned.
After Wen Xing got off the car, he shook off Ning Wujie's hand and walked towards the post station alone.
This presumptuous action once again made all the shadow guards present lower their heads and break out in cold sweat.
The most terrifying thing is not this gentleman's usurpation of power, but the fact that their master is not at all displeased!
One of the shadow guards mustered up the courage to look up and saw that Ning Wujie's hand was suspended in mid-air after being thrown away. Then, their master actually looked at the gentleman's back and slowly raised an ambiguous smile.
So scary!
The shadow guards didn't dare to look anymore and were deeply worried about "Li Wenyan".
After all, a master who smiles is scarier than one who doesn't smile!
Only Jupiter showed an expression of knowing everything.
Their master has gone mad...
First, he refused to admit that the person in the coffin was the late emperor. Later, he insisted on tracking down Li Dequan. When he found out that it was this "Li Wenyan", he insisted that this person was the late emperor.
Although their Supervisory Department also has advanced disguise skills, I have never heard of anyone being able to change even eye color.
Suixing was helpless and still missed the "normal" Lord Ning when the late emperor was alive.
Wen Xing was completely oblivious to what was happening behind him. Just as he was about to step into the post station, he suddenly heard three cuckoo calls coming from the woods. He paused almost imperceptibly, then immediately calmed down and stepped over the threshold as if nothing had happened.
This subtle movement did not escape the eyes of Ning Wujie behind him.
His eyes quickly locked onto the direction of the sound and slowly narrowed.
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As soon as Wen Xingfu was settled, he used the excuse of taking a shower to find the bathroom in the post station alone. He looked outside the bathroom and made sure that no one was there before slipping in. He quickly closed the door and whispered, "Xinghe."
A head popped out from behind the tub, looked around, and the young man whispered, "Master!"
Wen Xing asked, "No one noticed you, right?"
Xinghe shook his head, then looked troubled again: "Master, I can sneak in alone, but if I take you with me, I'm afraid I won't be able to escape. They are very heavily guarded, and it took me a lot of effort to sneak in."
Wen Xing nodded: "I understand, just hide yourself and don't reveal your identity. Did you bring the things?"
Xinghe pulled out a palm-sized red sandalwood box from his bosom and handed it over: "Fu Wenxin had just made it. He had just taken it out of the Xuanming Guildhall when the master disappeared. I chased him for almost two days before I caught up with him. I was so exhausted."
Wen Xing was stunned, "Two days?!"
He thought he had only slept for one night, but it turned out to be two days?!
Can he sleep that well?
He was still in shock when he heard Xinghe complain, "They never stop. I don't know what they're chasing. If they walk for another two days, they'll be out of southern Yunnan."
Wen Xing frowned. It was true that he liked to sleep in, but he had never slept so long.
Could it be that he was exhausted after drinking at the banquet and tossing and turning all night?
While thinking, he lowered his head and opened the box.
The inside of the box was divided into four horizontal and seven vertical small grids. There was a hollow glass bead in each grid. Colorless and transparent liquid was flowing inside, and the liquid was wrapped with a crescent-shaped gelatinous sheet.
"Master, what should we do now? Fu Wenxin said that this is a month's supply. Once it's used up, we have to ask her for more. But if Ning Wujie kidnaps you and takes you back to the palace, it will be troublesome."
Wen Xing calmed himself down and said, "Just adapt to the situation. I'll think of a way." He closed the box and put it into his sleeve.
Xinghe glanced at Wen Xing's face, then suddenly leaned in closer and looked closely into his eyes, "Hey! Master, your eye color has faded!"
Wen Xing was suddenly startled and hurriedly found a mirror on the shelf next to the bathtub. After a closer look, he was surprised to find that his eye color had returned to blue-gray.
His ancient version of "contact lenses"! When did they fall off?
He was totally unconscious!
But it makes sense. It's been a night, and he might have rubbed it off unconsciously in his sleep.
He suddenly felt a chill down his spine... Did Ning Wujie see it?
Xinghe saw his obviously panicked expression and soothed him, "Don't worry, Master. The room is dark and you can't see it without facing the daylight. Maybe it just fell."
His eyes were a special color, gray with a hint of blue. They were as clear as sapphires under the light, but appeared hazy gray in the dark.
Wen Xing suppressed his chaotic heartbeat and told himself to stay calm.
He recalled carefully that when he woke up just now, he did not see Ning Wujie show any special expression, nor did he stare into his eyes.
The color of his eyes was so special that if it were exposed, the other party would never be so calm.
So...it should not have been discovered.
Maybe it fell off when he was washing his face after returning to the room.
Just as he was concentrating on thinking, he suddenly heard hurried footsteps outside the door, "There's an assassin!"
Wen Xing's expression changed, and he pushed Xinghe hard: "Go!"
Xinghe didn't hesitate and swiftly climbed out of the window.
Wen Xing leaned out of the window and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Xinghe's figure disappear into the depths of the dense forest. The bathroom door was kicked open by the shadow guard almost at that moment.
"Sir, an assassin has sneaked in. We are ordered to search!"
Wen Xing turned around suddenly and saw several shadow guards rushing in. His pupils shrank suddenly, and he dodged behind the dressing screen and shouted, "Get out!"
The shadow guards paused, "But... someone just saw the assassin enter the bathroom."
"There are no assassins here." Wen Xing's figure was cast on the screen by the light, forming a blurry but tense silhouette. "I'm changing clothes."
The shadow guards looked at each other in confusion. Just as they were hesitating, Ning Wujie stepped in and said coldly, "Stand back."
Everyone immediately sheathed their swords and withdrew.
Ning Wujie raised his eyes and looked at the figure behind the screen.
Wen Xing turned his head and said, "Second Young Master Ning, please step aside as well."
Ning Wujie saw that he was still wearing a wide robe, so he walked forward slowly with suspicion.
Hearing his footsteps, the figure behind the screen stiffened noticeably.
Wen Xing quickly hid the wooden box in his sleeve even deeper, and said in a forced, calm voice, "I told you, I'm..."
Before he could finish his words, Ning Wujie had already walked around the screen and appeared in front of him.
Wen Xing gasped, and just before his eyes met the other person's, he suddenly lowered his eyelids and took two steps back: "What are you going to do?"
He was completely tense, and alarm bells instantly rang in his mind.
If Ning Wujie saw his eyes, all his efforts would be wasted.
Ning Wujie saw that he looked nervous and raised an eyebrow, "Sir, you haven't even taken off your outer robe yet, how can you change clothes?"
Wen Xing lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Ning Wujie, "How can I change if you're here?"
Ning Wujie looked at his awkward expression with some amusement, and he had already guessed what was going on.
Has this person just now realized that he has been exposed?
He deliberately raised his voice and said, "Sir, why don't you look at me when you speak? Why, even though I'm so good-looking, you don't dare look at me?"
Wen Xing turned his face away and said in a tense voice, "It was just a joke, why take it seriously, sir?"
"Oh. So you're just like my old friend, you both love to say things that just make fun of the situation."
For some reason, Wen Xing always felt that this sentence sounded sinister and a bit harsh.
The other party continued to approach, so close that as long as Ning Wujie raised his eyes, he could notice the abnormality in his pupils.
Wen Xing's nervous brain was working rapidly, with only one thought left: run!
Otherwise he was afraid that he would die without knowing how he died.
He took another step back nervously and leaned against the edge of the screen, ready to jump over the screen and rush out at any time.
He thought he was still calm and composed, but he didn't know that his drooping eyelashes, tense body, and even his right foot slightly retreated half a step, as if he was ready to escape at any time, were all seen by Ning Wujie.
Ning Wujie slowly closed the fingers hanging at his side.
His intuition told him that if he took another step forward, the man would fly away like a frightened bird.
Was that Xinghe just now? Was he planning how to escape?
Do you really want to leave him?!
Ning Wujie closed his eyes, clenched his fists, and dug his nails deep into his palms. A surge of violent anger rushed to his brow.
Wen Xing saw him pause and said hurriedly, "It seems that Mr. Ning needs to use the bathroom. You go first. I'll take my leave." He was about to slip away, but the moment he turned around, he was pulled back by a huge force.
He was pulled into a solid chest.
Then, with a crisp "clang!", the red sandalwood box in his sleeve fell, the lid flew open, and glass beads poured out, rolling to the ground. The clear liquid inside the beads reflected a faint light in the sunlight.
Wen Xing's whole body stiffened.
Oh no.
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