Chapter 84 Your Majesty, please follow me back to the palace...
In the conference room, Ning Wujie and several generals were sitting in front of a marching sand table, discussing something.
Noticing the sound of approaching footsteps in the courtyard, he caught sight of that figure and his eyes lit up immediately. Then he exchanged a glance with everyone, and the generals immediately understood and saluted and retreated.
He quickly stepped forward, trying to support Wen Xing. "Why are you running here instead of taking a good rest?"
Ning Wujie's gaze swept across Wen Xing's furrowed brows and pale lips. His heart seemed to be tugged by something, and he felt helpless and distressed.
Wen Xing pushed him away: "Where's Fu Wenxin? Did you catch her?"
Ning Wujie paused as he stretched out his arms, and the joy in his heart suddenly dissipated.
This person had been sulking for days and refused to see him, leaving him unable to eat or sleep. When he finally saw this person, he didn't say a single kind word to him and instead started barging into other people's questions.
If he hadn't captured Fu Wenxin, this person probably wouldn't want to see him.
An indescribable sadness came over me.
Ning Wujie's knuckles tightened inch by inch, and he swallowed back the concern that was about to come out of his mouth.
Seeing Ning Wujie remained silent, Wen Xing became anxious: "Let her go quickly. She was just helping me."
Ning Wujie controlled his temper, but his voice lost some of its warmth: "If you let her go, I'm afraid she'll help Your Majesty escape a second time."
Wen Xing was startled, then he took a deep breath and suppressed his anger, saying, "Okay, this is all my fault. I'm sorry. You can do whatever you want to me."
"But my friend is innocent, why do you have to implicate others?"
Ning Wujie's expression turned cold, his eyes gleaming with icy intensity. "She's the culprit who helped you escape, so how can she be considered an outsider? Furthermore, if I let her go, will His Majesty follow me back to the palace?"
Wen Xing was speechless.
Return to the palace?
How can he respond now?
Ning Wujie understood the answer from his eyes, and in an instant, the warmth in his eyes faded away.
"Send the gentleman back to his room."
Zhenxing was about to step forward, but was stopped by Xinghe, "Who dares to touch my master?!"
Zhenxing paused, looked at Xinghe who was about to take action, then glanced at Wen Xing who had a furious look on his face, and secretly groaned in his heart.
Their master only cared about giving orders and demanded that no one be hurt, which really made it difficult for him.
"Ning Wujie!" Wen Xing said coldly: "Why do you restrict my freedom?"
At this moment, a female voice suddenly came from the courtyard behind him: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, is it so exciting?"
Wen Xing was startled and turned his head to look. He saw Fu Wenxin coming out from nowhere, holding a plate of melon seeds. He was eating them with relish, looking at him with shining eyes, as if he was enjoying the fun.
He looked at Fu Wenxin and saw that he was safe and sound, moving freely, and even had the leisure to eat sunflower seeds. He couldn't help but wonder: "Are you... okay?"
Fu Wenxin blinked, his eyes shifting between Wen Xing and the icy-faced Ning Wujie beside him, before quickly becoming serious: "No way! I've been arrested."
She pointed at Ning Wujie and said solemnly, "Your husband caught him!"
Wen Xing: ...
What husband? Wen Xing's forehead twitched, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Fu Wenxin stretched out his wrists, revealing the marks of being bound. "Look, he tied me up."
Wen Xing saw the two obvious red marks on the wrist, then turned his head to look at Ning Wujie. Seeing the calm expression on the other's face, he felt helpless for a moment.
He pulled Fu Wenxin's arm and said in a deep voice, "Can I have a moment to talk?"
However, as soon as he turned around, he was held down by Ning Wujie.
He raised his eyes and met the man's gloomy eyes.
Ning Wujie pulled his hand away from Fu Wenxin's wrist and said, "Just talk, don't use violence."
Seeing Ning Wujie's possessive expression, Fu Wenxin's eyes lit up.
Wen Xing frowned and looked up at Ning Wujie: "I just said a few words to her."
"Ning Wujie, I don't think I don't even have this little bit of freedom, do I?"
Ning Wujie felt sad when he saw Wen Xing's resistance, but he didn't say anything in the end. He could only sigh and said, "Let's talk here." As he said that, he walked towards the courtyard, leaving Wen Xing some space.
As he left, he passed by Fu Wenxin and gave the woman a warning look.
Fu Wenxin understood what he meant, but had no choice but to wink at Ning Wujie to indicate that he understood.
Who is it that has put her life in danger? I can only apologize to my fellow villager.
The woman walked to the chair next to Wen Xing and sat down, picking up some melon seeds and continuing to crack them.
Wen Xing gave Xinghe a wink, and Xinghe understood and also retreated.
He sat down on the chair, his face darkened, and he said, "Tell me the truth, what's going on?"
Fu Wenxin shrugged, "As you can see, I was captured by your husband."
Wen Xing rubbed his brow, too lazy to bother with Fu Wenxin's words, "You don't look like you've been arrested."
Fu Wenxin recalled the scene when he was caught by the Supervisory Department's shadow guards -
At that time, she had just received a message from Xinghe, so she went to Xuanming Guildhall to get the Mermaid Xiao Haiyue left by Xinghe. However, as soon as she stepped out of the guildhall, she was stopped by two shadow guards, who tied her up tightly without saying a word.
Fu Wenxin blinked, his face innocent and helpless. "Then what do you want, ancestor? Do you have to wait until Ning Wujie peels off my skin?"
"A man who knows the current situation is a hero. I should cooperate a little and suffer less. Isn't that right?"
Wen Xing narrowed his eyes at her and said in a dangerous voice, "Did you promise him something?"
Fu Wenxin retorted, "Don't be so slanderous. Is it my job to betray my friends?"
As she spoke, her eyes wandered guiltily for a moment, then she changed the subject seriously: "Now that you've been exposed, what are you going to do?"
Wen Xing lowered his eyes, "I don't know, but I can't go back to the palace with him."
Fu Wenxin was puzzled, "Why?" She glanced at the figure standing under the tree in the courtyard, staring at Wen Xing from afar.
"Are you worried that Ning Wujie wants to return the throne to you?" She waved her hand and said, "Don't worry, he will never do that!"
Fu Wenxin said confidently, "And I think he will definitely keep your secret and will never expose you."
Wen Xing knew she was right and had no way to refute it, so she could only sigh and say, "Okay, even if you're right. Then may I ask what identity I should return to the palace with?"
"Minister? Or Ning Wujie's beloved twin?"
"There are so many eyes in the palace, how can I hide it forever?"
His eye color was so unique, and he had to disguise himself every day. How long had he been in front of Ning Wujie before he was exposed? Not to mention the millions of eyes in the palace. How many people had seen the "late emperor"? He couldn't kill everyone who saw him, could he?
Even if a eunuch or a maid discovered that something was wrong with him, the story would spread to ten people and a hundred people.
Once he is exposed and people with ulterior motives know that he is the Yongjing Emperor who was supposed to die, what will be the consequences?
Ning Wujie hasn't even secured his throne yet, so what kind of chaos will happen then?
He was choking just thinking about it.
He glanced at Ning Wujie as he spoke, "Even if he's willing to cover up for me, I can't hide it forever in that environment."
"I'm so tired."
In the past, he was just a corrupt emperor, and he wanted to retire, let alone cover it up for the rest of his life?
At present, the identity of "Li Wenyan" has already given him a headache. He originally just wanted to live in seclusion, but he didn't expect that his reputation would spread wider and wider, and he would get more and more troubles. He couldn't even lie down in southern Yunnan, so how could he lie down in the palace?
Fu Wenxin was stunned and didn't know how to persuade him for a moment.
She sighed softly, "Life is precious, but love is even more precious. If it's for freedom, both can be abandoned." She looked at Wen Xing and asked a soul-searching question, "So, you think freedom is more important than Ning Wujie?"
Wen Xing's face froze. After a moment's silence, he suddenly lowered his eyelashes and muttered to himself, "What nonsense are you talking about? There's no such thing as love. I'm afraid he just hates me to death."
Fu Wenxin had a strange expression on her face. She looked at Wen Xing as if he were some rare animal. She looked him up and down, then reached out to touch his forehead. "Are you okay?"
Wen Xing frowned, "What do you mean?"
Fu Wenxin: "Do you think..." She pointed at Ning Wujie from a distance, "Does he hate you?"
Wen Xing recalled what he had done to Ning Wujie and put himself in his shoes. He found it hard not to hate him.
"I hate you so much that I chased you all the way to southern Yunnan. Not only did I not kill you, but I also didn't vent my anger, just to bring you back to the palace?"
"Hate you so much that you want to sleep in bed?"
Wen Xing's forehead twitched.
The thought of this made him even angrier. Is that what you call having sex? That's naked revenge!
"Wait a minute." Wen Xing asked suspiciously, "How do you know we..."
His face darkened, "Ning Wujie even told you this?!"
Fu Wenxin's lips twitched, and he pointed at his neck, "Do you need someone to tell me?"
Wen Xing:!
He put his hands to his neck and closed his eyes deeply. He wondered how many people had seen him along the way.
This brat!
But... never mind.
After all, when he was a "tyrant" in the past, he was also keen on leaving some shameful marks on Ning Wujie's body, and he never got tired of it.
Wen Xing deeply felt what it meant to get what you deserve.
Fu Wenxin shook his head helplessly and spat out two more pieces of melon seed shells. "You're hopeless."
Wen Xing looked up at the figure under the tree and said solemnly, "Even if he still has some feelings for me, I'm afraid they are twisted. Now he wants to control me even more."
In fact, he couldn't figure out what kind of feelings Ning Wujie had for him. In all the years he had been with Ning Wujie, he had never heard him say "I like you".
All he could think of were insults like "tyrant".
If there was a connection between them, it might be because he was the first one to coax Ning Wujie into bed and make him his mistress.
What's more, he "died" in front of others and set up a trap with his own hands, pushing the other party into the abyss.
It's understandable that Ning Wujie has some morbid paranoia about him.
He used to think that Ning Wujie had feelings for "Li Wenyan", so he pursued him relentlessly, but now it seems that the other party knew it was him from the beginning and has been pursuing him all along.
But what else could it be but morbid paranoia? Love? That was too illogical.
He was obviously very mean to Ning Wujie.
Faking his own death to frame Ning Wujie was already a thoroughly evil act, not to mention that when he was a "tyrant" in the past, he always teased Ning Wujie in every possible way, and even forcibly distorted the other's three views in a bad way.
What's there to love about a guy like him?
Fu Wenxin looked at him deeply, then suddenly asked seriously, "What about you?"
Wen Xing was puzzled: "What?"
"No matter what Ning Wujie's feelings are towards you, what about you towards him?"
Wen Xing: ...
Seeing that he was silent, Fu Wenxin said again: "Don't tell me you don't have any feelings for him at all."
How is that possible?
Catching sight of his erratic gaze, Fu Wenxin suddenly understood. She sighed and said with a knowing tone, "I understand. You were well-versed in history and knew that if you didn't do something, your only fate would be death at the hands of Ning Wujie."
"Maybe you will be attracted to this person, but you know it's doomed to fail, so at that time you will subconsciously not dare to love him."
"But now your mission has been completed, right? What else is there to be afraid of?"
Fu Wenxin patted his shoulder earnestly as he spoke, "You've already been caught, so don't struggle."
Wen Xing frowned: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Please don’t make up your own minds!
Fu Wenxin suddenly narrowed his eyes and warned quietly, "Since he's so stubborn, aren't you afraid that if you don't do what he wants, he'll give up the throne and haunt you forever? Then your death will truly be in vain."
Wen Xing was stunned.
Thinking of the possibility of this sentence, he suddenly felt horrified.
Seeing his look of having seen a ghost, Fu Wenxin smiled triumphantly.
"So, going back to the palace?"
Wen Xing's face darkened when he heard this, and he suddenly realized, "Are you here to be his lobbyist?"
Fu Wenxin looked at him for a moment, sighed, and stood up. "There's nothing I can do. Since my friend wants freedom, I can only sacrifice my life to accompany him."
After she finished speaking, she spread her hands towards the people in the yard and shook her head helplessly.
Ning Wujie saw it from a distance and winked at the shadow guards on both sides.
So the shadow guard stepped forward, grabbed Fu Wenxin's wrists, and tied the woman up.
Wen Xing:?!
Fu Wenxin was dragged away. Before leaving, he said to Wen Xing, "You're right. I promised your husband to come and persuade you, but now I've failed my mission, and my privileges are gone. I can only go back to jail. You better take care of yourself!"
Wen Xing stood up and watched Fu Wenxin being dragged away and disappear outside the courtyard gate.
He took a while to react, then shouted angrily at the figure in the courtyard: "Ning Wujie! Let her go."
Ning Wujie looked over calmly and walked towards him step by step, "Your Majesty, are you willing to follow me back to the palace?"
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