Chapter 39 Going to Liuli Island
A round head hit the ground and rolled twice. The man's bloodshot eyes were open, his face still showing his previous smug expression, and he died with his eyes wide open.
Blood splattered everywhere, and Xiaodao closed his eyes as his face and body were covered in red, sticky blood.
The man with the bow on his back lost his head and stood there for a while before his knees gave way and he fell to the side. The longbow hit the ground with a "bang" sound.
The cut on the corpse's neck was neat and wet, and sticky, bright red blood was rapidly spreading underneath.
The man pointing the knife at Ayin was stunned for a moment, then his wrist hurt and blood gushed out. He convulsively let go of the knife, covered his wrist with his hands, and fell to his knees in a cold sweat.
Wen Yao reached out and snatched Ayin from the man's grasp, holding her securely in her arms. The child's face was pale, and she was trembling slightly, clinging tightly to the edge of Wen Yao's clothes.
At this moment, Xiaodao's fixed eyes finally moved, and a strange expression began to appear on his face. He smiled, and with effort, he uttered two words: "Account, account book..."
Wen Yao quickly interrupted him: "Okay, shut up and don't talk."
She came to Xiaodao and squatted down, raised her hand to seal his acupoint to stop the bleeding, and used her other hand to feel his pulse carefully.
This arrow was shot with great force.
Fortunately, the man hesitated to ask questions and didn't kill Xiaodao outright. While the force was brutal, it was intentionally aimed two inches from Xiaodao's heart, sparing him an instant death. However, Xiaodao's pulse was now weak and disordered, and he probably wouldn't last much longer. He needed medical attention immediately.
Wen Yao lowered his brows and looked very angry.
Ayin lay on the ground, not afraid of the blood on Xiaodao at all. She put her face close to Xiaodao and pressed it tightly, tears falling one by one.
Wen Yao touched the child's head, bent down, put one hand around Xiaodao's back and the other hand around his knees, and picked him up horizontally.
She was tall, so she could hold a man with ease. The Xingyi Sword had killed one man and severed another's hand, but it remained as smooth as ever, with only a thin red mark left on the edge. She sheathed it neatly.
Wen Yao's expression remained calm as he turned to look at the Yanling defenders and said, "Prince Yan wants these two men alive. You are the Yanling defenders, not Meng Gao's personal soldiers. Disband now, and Prince Yan will not hold you accountable."
No one moved for a moment, and everyone looked at Wen Yao with vigilance and fear.
Wen Yao said nothing more and strode forward.
A Yin followed beside him, tightly grasping the corner of Wen Yao's clothes. Every time Wen Yao took a step forward, the people around him who were pointing knives at the two of them would step back. The two sides faced off in a strange manner, and step by step, they arrived in front of the clinic they had been to yesterday.
The door to the clinic was ajar. The old doctor from yesterday was startled by the noise on the street and was hiding behind the door with his apprentice. When Jianwenyao came over, holding a small knife, he immediately opened the door and waved his hand hurriedly, saying, "Don't talk too much. Quick, put the patient on the bamboo bed in the back."
"Thank you, doctor." Wen Yao nodded, walked quickly to the bamboo bed behind the screen, and gently put down the knife.
Xiaodao has fainted.
He was able to stay awake earlier only because A Yin was still in the other person's hands, forcing himself to hold on. When Wen Yao arrived, he relaxed his breath and the pain made him lose consciousness.
"Don't be afraid." Wen Yao turned around and squatted down to look at A Yin. He touched her face and softened his tone: "Are you cold?"
Ayin's eyes were red and swollen, her cheeks were swollen with tears, and she shook her head vigorously: "I'm not cold, I want to stay with my brother." It was absolutely impossible for her to leave Xiaodao now.
"good."
Wen Yao nodded, took the outer robe handed to him by the apprentice beside him and wrapped A Yin up: "You stay with your brother."
Suddenly, a commotion erupted outside, along with the clatter of armor and the thud of swords being thrown to the ground. A curtain draped nearby was drawn aside, and Zhao Xuanxu strode over. His gaze instantly locked onto Wen Yao, staring at her intently. "Ah Yao."
Wen Yao took off the mask on his face and put it aside: "The account book is outside, I——"
Zhao Xuanxu frowned, walked to Wen Yao and covered her forehead with his hand.
His fingers were cold, without any warmth.
"Ayao." Zhao Xuanxu said slowly, "You look so ugly."
Wen Yao was silent for a moment: "Xiaodao almost died just now."
Just a little bit.
If she had reacted a little slower, had come a step later...
Wen Yao closed his eyes and opened them again: "I'm really a little angry."
"Don't be angry. Anger is harmful to your health." Zhao Xuanxu said softly, "Then kill them. Kill them and you won't be angry anymore."
Wu Peiming held the account book in his hand and poked his head out from behind the screen, looking around. He said, "Master, Guang Qingyu has come over and wants to see the commander."
He really admired this woman. She was so brave that she even dared to follow him.
Zhao Xuanxu glanced at Wen Yao and asked softly, "Ayao, do you want to see her?"
Wen Yao frowned: "Let's meet."
By now, the situation was crystal clear. The Xu family, or perhaps Guang Qingyu, had likely discovered Xiaodao's identity long ago. This could be because Xiaodao's frequent interactions with the tenants had aroused their suspicions, or perhaps Xiaodao himself had let slip, allowing his face and whereabouts to be known.
The defenders of Yushan Villa and Yanling City had prepared ambushes in advance. This Guang girl had a brilliant plan. If Wen Yao and Zhao Xuanxu hadn't met Xiaodao by chance, Xiaodao and Ayin would have been dead today.
Wen Yao didn't know what had just happened in the county government office. Guang Qingyu was not wearing a veil, and when she walked in from outside, the purple pinch marks on her neck were particularly eye-catching.
She saluted Zhao Xuanxu without hesitation and then politely greeted Wen Yao: "Commander Wen, thank you for your hard work tonight."
Wen Yao raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean?"
"I've been in Yanling for some time. Before I left, His Royal Highness Prince Yong and the Empress specifically instructed me to act impartially." Guang Qingyu said in a calm voice, "When Xu Fenghe and Xu Fengping informed me that the account books had been stolen, I suspected the Xu family's involvement was true. However, I didn't have the account books, so I had no evidence to report to Bianliang. Now that the account books stolen by the thieves have been found, the truth will soon be revealed to the world. I didn't contribute much, and I relied entirely on His Royal Highness Prince Yan and Commander Wen, so I came here to pay you a visit and express my gratitude."
With these words, he completely dispelled the truth and cleared up the relationship without batting an eyelid, leaving Wu Peiming beside him in awe. This kind of ability to adapt to the situation was enough to make him a capable general beside Prince Yong.
"Time is running out," Guang Qingyu said. "Why don't we set off immediately and take the two Xu family members and the evil thief inside to Bianliang and deal with them separately."
Wen Yao looked at her and wanted to laugh: "Whose people are shooting arrows outside?"
"Of course it's someone from the Xu family."
Wen Yao sighed and said, "Your princess's family is truly formidable, having such a skilled expert by their side."
"No matter how high your martial arts skills are, they will be destroyed by Commander Wen's sword with just one strike." Guang Qingyu's expression remained unchanged: "However, those who help the tyrant deserve to die."
Your colleague's blood is still on the ground, how can you talk to him like that?
Wen Yao smiled: "Guang...Miss, you'd better apply some medicine to the wound on your neck, otherwise it may not heal for a while."
Guang Qingyu was stunned and frowned: "Commander Wen——"
"Miss Guang." Wu Peiming smiled and stood in front of her: "Thank you, you should leave first."
The master is just pretending in front of Commander Wen, he doesn't really have a good temper and won't kill anyone.
Guang Qingyu felt Zhao Xuanxu's increasingly hostile gaze and was obviously aware of this. She said nothing more, looked at Wen Yao deeply, and turned to leave.
"Sister." Ah Yin had been standing by the screen since some point, having heard everything the adults had said. Her cheeks were pale, and her black eyes were particularly striking. "Are you going to take brother away?"
"Your brother needs to recover first." Wen Yao bent down to look at her: "Ayin, you must take good care of yourself and don't get sick. After your brother's wound is healed, Ayin may move, okay?"
"Okay." Ayin nodded and said crisply, "As long as I'm with my brother, we can go anywhere."
Wen Yao wanted Xiaodao Ayin to go with Bu Guanlan to Liuli Island. This was the first thought that came to her mind after she saw Bu Guanlan today.
Regardless of Xiaodao's motives for killing people, or whether or not he killed people who deserved death, he had killed eleven people. According to the laws of the Tianshui Dynasty, he was a serious criminal and could not escape death.
But Wen Yao felt that Xiaodao shouldn't have ended up like this.
He was undoubtedly a good man, a rare good man in the world. Good people kill bad people and protect those kind people who are powerless to resist. This is to act in the name of justice. Why should he die?
Anyway, this crappy law has no effect on these feudal tycoons.
Wen Yao gave up and thought to himself like a spoiled brat.
Then just let Xiaodao go.
But the knife wound was so severe that the old doctor barely saved his life after a lot of resuscitation. It was five days before he was able to get out of bed.
During these five days, Guang Qingyu asked for a meeting many times, but was turned away by Gao Shaoshan and Wu Peiming.
On the morning of the fifth day, Bu Guanlan and Luo Jiu visited the courtyard at Wen Yao's invitation.
As soon as he came in, he saw Wen Yao squatting on the ground, holding his breath and fanning the medicine stove. He didn't look like a peerless master at all.
Her sleeves were tied with a coarse cloth, and her face, close to the stove, was dimly lit by the firelight. Her hair was a little messy, sticking to her ears, and her eyes were serious and focused.
Bu Guanlan stood at the gate of the yard and looked for a while, then raised the corner of his lips and was about to smile again.
"Here you are." Wen Yao was busy, looking up at the two of them and said, "Take a seat."
Just as Bu Guanlan was about to speak, the curtain beside the door was pulled open.
Zhao Xuanxu held a handkerchief soaked in hot water in his hand. His eyes flicked past Bu Guanlan and then he walked towards Wen Yao: "Ayao, wipe the sweat off your face and go greet the guests. I'll take care of the medicine."
Wen Yao responded, took the handkerchief naturally to wipe the sweat off his face, and stood up.
She turned around and saw Bu Guanlan and Luo Jiu still standing there motionless. She was a little surprised: "Why are you standing there? Come and sit down. I have something important to discuss with you."
Bu Guanlan lowered his eyes, the smile on his lips faded: "After knowing each other for so long, this is the first time you have something to discuss with me."
He took Luo Jiu to the stone table and sat down. Wen Yao picked up the teacup that was upside down on the stone table and poured water for the two of them. "The last time we met, the timing was not very good. I didn't have time to ask you in detail. What are you two doing in Yanling?"
"What else can I do? Do business and support my family." Bu Guanlan took the teacup and said calmly.
"Oh, yes, yes, you still have the Bu family." Wen Yao suddenly realized that not everyone is as carefree as her, and that one person can feed the whole family.
Liuli Island is far away overseas. Although it is Tianshui territory, it is rarely regulated. Bu Guanlan is from the Bu family, which has a high prestige on Liuli Island. Every head of the Bu family is the de facto master of Liuli Island.
"So when do you plan to go back?"
"The business was already concluded, and we should have gone back a long time ago." Bu Guanlan raised his eyes and said, "I also felt that our last meeting was too hasty and we didn't have time to properly reminisce about the past, so I'm waiting for you here."
Wen Yao was overjoyed: "That's perfect, you can leave today."
Bu Guanlan looked at her and suddenly smiled.
He had a cold and dignified look. When he smiled, his eyelids would slightly bend down, instantly losing some of his aggression and appearing deep and gentle. "Oh, why?"
"The person lying in this room is my friend, a good man. He killed someone, but I don't think he deserves to die." Wen Yao briefly summarized the situation and said, "Take him and his sister to Liuli Island. Any expenses will be charged to my account."
"Okay." Bu Guanlan agreed to the request without blinking, without further inquiry. Then he asked Wen Yao, "Can you answer the question I asked you last time?"
Wen Yao was a little confused: "...What question are you asking me?"
Bu Guanlan didn't care about Zhao Xuanxu next to him at all, and said bluntly: "Tell me, why do you want to stay in Bianliang?"
"Of course it's for me." Zhao Xuanxu walked over slowly with the medicine.
He looked down expressionlessly at this man who had appeared out of nowhere and was suspected to be related to Ayao. His beautiful yet not at all feminine features revealed a naked and sharp aggression: "Ayao stayed in Bianliang, of course, for me."
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