Chapter 68 I have no interest in Yan Wenhong's women
Yan Wenhong almost lost his composure.
Xie Qi has been shameless and disrespectful in the military camp for many years. Relying on the emperor and empress's favor, he always goes against them and is extremely difficult to deal with.
He snorted heavily, "I have other matters to attend to today and will not hold your rudeness against you, Young Master Xie. I advise you to leave immediately, otherwise I will have to have the guards 'invite' you out!"
Xie Qi was just looking for an excuse to fight him, and upon hearing this, he immediately rubbed his fists together and said, "Alright, don't bother with any guards. If you're so capable, come and fight me yourself. What kind of person are you, cowering in the back? Anyone who doesn't know better would think you're just a useless coward."
Yan Wenhong's face flushed red with rage, and with a clang, he drew his sword and thrust it at him.
"You've gone too far! If I don't teach you a lesson today, I'm not a Yan!"
Xie Qi deftly dodged to the side, immediately drew his soft sword, and engaged him in combat.
Seeing that the two started fighting without saying a word, Jiang Zhi didn't try to stop them. Instead, she took a plate of snacks from the table and quietly waited for them to finish fighting in a secluded corner.
She was confident in Xie Qi's swordsmanship; Yan Wenhong would be no match for him, and he wouldn't suffer a loss.
The private room was cramped, with tables and chairs scattered about and tea spilled all over the floor.
Feeling unsatisfied with their lack of skill, the two abandoned their swords and began to fight with fists and feet.
However, Jiang Zhi's guess was correct.
Yan Wenhong often traveled in the palace. Although his martial arts skills were not weak, he could not compare with Xie Qi, who had fought his way through piles of dead bodies on the battlefield.
In the short time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, Yan Wenhong was punched hard in the face by Xie Qi, and flew backward and crashed into the wall behind him, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Xie Qi walked straight up and stepped on his back, smiling wickedly, "Tell your equally useless brother for me to remember to be a good person in his next life."
"Xie Qi!!" Yan Wenhong wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, his eyes bloodshot and bloodshot.
His subordinates tried to help, but Xie Qi easily forced them back, one foot still firmly planted on Yan Wenhong's back. He curled his lips into a smile, "What, can't beat him one-on-one, so you want to gang up on him?"
Yan Wenhong spat out blood and foam from his mouth, "You brute who only knows how to fight! If you're really capable, then kill me right here. I want to see if you have the guts!"
"Why are you getting so worked up? It's just a friendly spar," Xie Qi finally breathed a sigh of relief and withdrew his foot. "You started it, so don't blame me."
Yan Wenhong felt a tightness in his chest and a sense of unease.
I don't know what happened today, but Xie Qi provoked me so easily that I couldn't control myself and acted rashly, which gave him a handle to use against me.
But it's not in his nature to swallow this humiliation.
Seeing Xie Qi pull back his leg and turn around, a sinister light flashed in Yan Wenhong's eyes. Taking advantage of Xie Qi's unpreparedness, he picked up the broken teacup and shot it towards Xie Qi with lightning speed!
He used all his strength to ambush Xie Qi, determined to make Xie Qi bleed.
However, as if Xie Qi had eyes in the back of his head, he gently turned to the side, and the broken porcelain just grazed his cheek, leaving him completely unharmed.
"Hmph, a petty person who attacks others with underhanded tactics." He snorted coldly, about to teach him another lesson, when he saw a look of surprise on Yan Wenhong's face.
"Watch out," he called out sharply.
Xie Qi turned around and saw that the shards of porcelain were heading straight for Jiang Zhi, who was hiding in the corner!
Jiang Zhi stood there, stunned, not having reacted.
Xie Qi felt that she looked somewhat familiar. Although he didn't know who she was, he didn't want to involve innocent people in his feud with Yan Wenhong.
In a flash, he rushed forward and pulled her away, but he was too late; the porcelain shard just grazed the veil on her face.
The veil slipped off, and Jiang Zhi, unable to stand steadily, fell into Xie Qi's arms.
With a soft "bang," the plate of pastries in her hand fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.
Xie Qi was startled, as if he had touched something dirty, and quickly pushed the person in his arms away.
"Don't misunderstand, I have no interest in Yan Wenhong's women. I was just acting impulsively just now..."
He spoke while looking down in disgust, but when he saw Jiang Zhi's face clearly, his voice stopped abruptly, and he almost bit his tongue.
The woman before him was dressed plainly and unremarkable, but her face beneath the veil shone with a clear and radiant beauty, naturally pure and captivating. One glance was enough to make him unable to look away.
He was no longer the person he had been trying to avoid at all costs. He was completely stunned, staring at her blankly, unable to utter a single word for a long time.
Seeing that Jiang Zhi was pushed back a few steps and almost fell, he felt deeply remorseful and reached out to pull her back.
"Ouch, that hurts." Jiang Zhi felt incredibly unlucky.
Caught in the crossfire, she not only smashed the pastries in her hands, but also almost had her nose broken by Xie Qi's solid and sturdy chest.
She rubbed her aching nose and glared at him resentfully.
Xie Qi's face turned bright red, and he was somewhat at a loss. "Are you alright? Let me see."
Jiang Zhi winked at him, avoiding his contact.
Xie Qi immediately understood.
She didn't want Yan Wenhong to know that the two of them were acquainted.
He withdrew his hand, trying to suppress the expression on his face, and asked in a cold and distant voice, "What brings Miss Jiang here?"
Yan Wenhong also breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, Jiang Zhi was unharmed.
Now she is the Third Prince's informant in the Embroidered Uniform Guard, and she cannot afford to make the slightest mistake.
He dismissed everyone else, stood up, dusted himself off, and said with a slight squint, "What's it to you? Since you know I have a date with my beloved, it's not hard to guess what we're doing here, is it?"
A nameless rage surged up in Xie Qi's chest, "Shut your mother's dog..."
Realizing that Jiang Zhi was present, and not in his own military camp, he stopped talking and glared at him fiercely, "Watch your mouth!"
Yan Wenhong originally intended to simply give Xie Qi a few perfunctory replies to get rid of him.
I didn't expect him to get so excited all of a sudden.
Did you take the wrong medicine?
"Are you ever going to stop? I'll let that punch go, but if you dare to mess things up again, don't blame me for making you regret it."
Xie Qi raised an eyebrow. "I'd like to see just how you intend to make me look bad."
Yan Wenhong ignored him and said to Jiang Zhi, "Miss Jiang, it's inconvenient to talk business here because there are people in the way. Would you like to find another place, or reschedule for another day?"
Jiang Zhi shook her head. "I have already explained everything I wanted to say to Lord Yan. It's up to Lord Yan to believe me or not. I have said all I need to say. I am just waiting for Lord Yan's news."
Yan Wenhong nodded. "Alright, if what Miss Jiang says is true, I will certainly keep my promise."
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