Chapter 62: Possessiveness Haha… Wen Xuechi, are you afraid? …
Seeing Li Yulan's behavior, Wen Xuechi's face instantly turned dark.
Li Yulan turned a blind eye, his wide sleeves covering half of his face, and timidly leaned towards Lou Wanqiao: "A Zhao..."
"Hey, hey!" Seeing Wen Xuechi's expression becoming increasingly grim, Lou Wanqiao quickly stepped aside. "Your Highness, I came here to discuss the final plan and layout."
"Well. Since you were looking for me, I had to come and see you as soon as possible. Thanks to your osmanthus cake, I feel like I have almost recovered." Li Yulan stood up straight and looked at her with a smile.
Lou Wanqiao coughed lightly, his gaze falling on the blueprint on the table, his fingertips resting on a certain spot. "I have a different plan, and we need to discuss its feasibility. The Crown Prince of Jin enjoys horses and regularly organizes horse races and hunting events. A week from now would be a good opportunity for us."
Li Yulan stroked his chin with one hand, looking thoughtful. Lou Wanqiao wasn't sure what he meant by this, so he simply asked bluntly, "Your Highness, what do you think?"
"I think," Li Yulan pursed his lips and raised his eyebrows slightly, "this matter is not appropriate..."
Under Lou Wanqiao's gaze, he slowly uttered the rest of his sentence, "Wanyan Chenglin has always been cautious, especially on horse racing days. I've seen scenes like that before. The commotion was so massive that even a bird couldn't get in. This is definitely not the best time to take action."
"What do you think?"
Li Yulan suddenly fell silent.
Lou Wanqiao didn't rush him, simply waiting quietly. As the candle flame shrank a fraction, he whispered, "If you trust me, I'm 80% sure. As for the plan, I can't reveal it yet. You'll have to follow my instructions later."
Lou Wanqiao frowned slightly.
This is a very risky move.
Li Yulan cannot be considered as her own person, and the risks of making a wrong bet will be immeasurable.
As if he could read her thoughts, Li Yulan said gently, "Now you and I live and die together. I cherish my life so much that I wouldn't let you get into danger, even for my own sake. But I really can't tell you this method right now. If you're worried, you can stick with the original plan, and I'll do my best to help you."
Lou Wanqiao thought for a moment and replied, "Then it's settled. I believe you."
Wen Xuechi looked disapproving. He opened his mouth to say something, but his hand hidden under his sleeve was gently held.
He raised his head and met a pair of peaceful eyes. Lou Wanqiao shook his head gently at him, so Wen Xuechi didn't say anything else.
Li Yulan's eyes softened, and he looked very happy. He happily picked up a piece of cake on the table and took a bite. "That's good. I won't let A'zhao down. Anything else?"
"No, I want you to prepare well. If there are no problems, we will leave tomorrow."
"Okay, Azhao has taken good care of me, so I'm ready to go at any time. I wanted to chat with you for a few more words, but there are too many people here, and I'm really sleepy." Li Yulan yawned and bumped into Wen Xuechi's shoulder as he walked to the door. As he reached the door, he turned back to look at her, his eyes full of temptation. "If you have trouble falling asleep tonight, I don't mind Azhao coming to see me to enjoy the moon and drink tea, and chat about future plans."
After saying this, he turned around and left without caring about their expressions.
Wen Xuechi's fists were hard.
The words seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth: "I have tolerated him for a long time."
Lou Wanqiao was embarrassed: "That's just his temper..."
"Ah Qiao!" Wen Xuechi's tone was a little aggrieved, "You should also know what kind of temper I have..."
Lou Wanqiao's gaze fell on his face, and his palm unconsciously touched it.
Yes, Wen Xuechi is not a tolerant person. He has always been casual and free-spirited, so how could he tolerate such provocation from others?
Li Yulan, as someone who grew up in the Jin Dynasty palace for many years, has irreplaceable advantages. Wen Xuechi knows this, so he avoids arguing with him openly, but he must be angry in his heart.
Wen Xuechi's words gradually faded as the warmth on his cheeks grew. He looked away and stammered, "...but I've always disdained to argue with people like this. I can just endure it."
His rapid expression made Lou Wanqiao laugh, and she pinched his cheek again: "Oh, we are really wronged by Yan Gui..."
Wen Xuechi lowered his head and rubbed his cheek against her palm: "Don't feel wronged, don't feel wronged. It's worth it to make everything go smoothly. At worst, I can settle some grudges later."
"Speaking of this, I feel like there's something else going on..." Lou Wanqiao seemed lost in thought. "Li Yulan doesn't look like he's deliberately hiding something, but rather like he really finds it difficult to say it out loud. I think we should be prepared for both scenarios. Since horse racing isn't working, we can try another time as a backup plan. We can't just leave our lives in the hands of others."
"Hey, I do have an idea. I just found out. I can use it if other methods fail."
Wen Xuechi hooked his finger, and Lou Wanqiao leaned over to listen to him in detail.
…
The next day, an inconspicuous carriage quietly drove out of the city gate.
Lou Wanqiao sat in the carriage, gazing at the scenery outside through the gap in the curtains. The lush green receded as the carriage moved forward. It was approaching late spring, and the small flowers along the roadside were in full bloom.
Li Yulan insisted on riding in the same carriage with her, and Wen Xuechi, needless to say, the three of them squeezed into the square carriage. The atmosphere in the enclosed space was very strange.
Lou Wanqiao looked at the top of the carriage and then at the ground below, not knowing where to move his gaze.
The person next to him burst out laughing: "Azhao, did you not sleep well last night?"
Lou Wanqiao chuckled twice: "Not bad."
Li Yulan's voice sounded even more alluring in the quiet carriage: "I brought some snacks. If Azhao is hungry, you can have some. They're from the pastry shop in the east of the city. If you're sleepy, you can lean on me and sleep..."
Wen Xuechi snorted coldly: "Your Highness should take care of yourself first."
"Ah, I'm just born this way." Li Yulan sighed softly, "I always can't take care of myself, and I always make A Zhao worry about me."
Wen Xuechi looked at him with such anger that he almost laughed.
"Alright, enough is enough," Lou Wanqiao interrupted, looking at Li Yulan's face with a harmless smile. "Your body is your own. If you really want to talk about what it has to do with me, it's just that we are now bound together by the poisonous insect, and your help is indispensable for the journey to the Kingdom of Jin."
Her words were clear, and Li Yulan felt embarrassed. He just said "Oh" and said nothing more.
It was noon and the sun was at its highest point as the carriage was traveling across the wilderness.
Lou Wanqiao leaned against the car window with his arms folded and closed his eyes to rest.
Before this trip, they eliminated Li Su and several of the court's confidants, and did not tell anyone else.
From now on, Li Yulan will be responsible for arranging your identity when you go to the Jin Kingdom.
Lou Wanqiao was reviewing last night's plan in his mind. Suddenly, his eyebrows moved slightly. At the same time, he stretched out his arms and pressed Li Yulan's head beside him with his palms, pressing it down hard.
Almost instantly, a long arrow flew over his head and pierced into the wooden board behind him.
Wen Xuechi's sword was even faster than hers. He held Lou Wanqiao in front of him with one hand, his brows cold and cold: "Aqiao, be careful."
Lou Wanqiao drew his Embroidered Spring Blade and left the carriage with him. The secret guards, disguised as the coachman, were now caught up in a melee. Several people holding long swords flew towards them. Lou Wanqiao's eyes darkened and he swept his long sword across.
The sharp sword energy swept away a blade of grass. Wen Xuechi shuttled between the numerous swords and knives. His body was light and nimble, like a floating feather. When he fell with the breeze, he also brought the death penalty from the King of Hell.
The opponents this time were not difficult to deal with. With the guards disguised as entourage, it was not difficult for them to deal with them. It only took a few moments to deal with everyone.
Lou Wanqiao shook off the blood on the knife and frowned: "Leave him alive!"
Although these are harmless to them, they are as annoying as flies. They may pop out from the dark at any time and anywhere, so they have to be on guard at all times.
It is definitely not a good thing for them to not be able to relax and breathe at any moment.
Who is hiding in the dark?
She grabbed an assassin who was lying on the ground, barely breathing, and immediately put her fingers into his mouth to prevent him from committing suicide. She quickly removed her jaw and strangled him fiercely: "Who sent you?"
He made a hoarse sound in his throat, and even though he was in so much pain that he rolled his eyes, he refused to say anything.
"Aqiao..." Wen Xuechi called her from the side.
Lou Wanqiao raised his hand to stop him from saying the next word. He lifted the man up by the collar with one hand and walked slowly deeper into the bushes. "Wait for me for half an incense stick."
Wen Xuechi stopped where she was and watched the bushes slowly submerge her figure.
"…It's charming, isn't it?"
A smiling voice came from behind. Wen Xuechi turned around and saw Li Yulan leaning against the carriage, his eyes fixed on the place where she left, with an obsessed look on his face.
Wen Xuechi's heart was filled with alarm. His expression remained unchanged, but his brows furrowed slightly. "What do you want to do?"
Li Yulan scoffed disdainfully: "Why are you pretending? Isn't what I want to do exactly what you want to do?"
"I'm not like you." His face was tense. "Don't compare me to you."
"Different?" Li Yulan repeated softly, slowly walking to his side, his voice so low that only the two of them could hear, "Why are you pretending to be noble? Your eyes have already betrayed you. You just want to possess her all to yourself and don't want anyone else to touch her. I can feel the jealousy in your eyes... It almost burned me to ashes."
The veins on Wen Xuechi's forehead bulged. Everything happened in an instant. When Li Yulan came to his senses, he was already out of breath. Wen Xuechi's palm was tightly clasped around his neck, his eyes full of anger.
"You're right," he whispered, his fingers slowly tightening with his breathing. "As long as I finish you off here, no one will compete with me for A-Qiao anymore."
"Cough... cough cough!" Li Yulan clutched his wrists with both hands, his pale face stained with a thin layer of red due to the difficulty in breathing. His face suddenly smiled in the pain, "Puff... Ha, ha ha... Wen Xuechi, are you scared?"
As his face grew increasingly gloomy, Li Yulan's voice was quick and sharp: "Even if you kill me here, you won't be able to get her completely! She's so strong and so good, more and more people will like her when they see her. If you get rid of me today, she might even turn against you. Wen Xuechi, from now on, there will be an eternal rift between you and her because of me..."
His voice became lower and lower, as the air in his lungs became thin and he could only use his last breath to spit out the words viciously.
Wen Xuechi's eyes dimmed, and the muscles in his arms tensed. Li Yulan could no longer see clearly. He lowered his head, his arms gradually losing strength. With his life hanging by a thread, Wen Xuechi suddenly let go.
He fell to the ground, lying on the ground in a very awkward position, coughing, gasping for breath, and retching uncontrollably.
Wen Xuechi looked down at him with a cold tone, "Don't provoke me next time. I won't kill you right away, but I promise that every time I can make you suffer more than you are now."
Li Yulan stopped talking, but suddenly started laughing, coughing as he laughed, holding his stomach and laughing wildly.
"Madman." Wen Xuechi ignored him and turned to look into the bushes.
Not long after, Lou Wanqiao came out from her hiding place. The man had disappeared. Her hands were soaked in blood, and some of it was accidentally splashed on the side of her face.
As soon as Wen Xuechi got closer, he smelled a strong smell of blood. He took out a handkerchief and a water bag from his pocket as if to offer his courtesy: "Aqiao, you must be exhausted, wash first..."
Lou Wanqiao took the handkerchief and water, and while cleaning, he said, "That man was sent by Li Jin. It seems he's not completely dead yet. However, he probably doesn't know our whereabouts or our plan to go to the Jin Kingdom. He simply deployed people everywhere to ambush us. Although their strength is not strong, it is still troublesome."
"That's a problem." Wen Xuechi stroked his chin and thought, "Leave it to me. I'll hand over the route to my men and clear the area along the way first."
"That's a solution." Lou Wanqiao nodded and walked towards the carriage. "Since we've wasted some time, let's eat something in the carriage to replenish our energy. We still have to hurry on our way, so let's try to get there as soon as possible."
Li Yulan had been waiting in the carriage for a long time, acting as if nothing had happened, or as if he had never gotten out of the carriage. He watched Lou Wanqiao get in, and Wen Xuechi followed suit. Just as Li Yulan was about to say something, Wen Xuechi staggered, his arm hitting the door frame, and he gasped softly.
Lou Wanqiao quickly noticed something was wrong. She grabbed his wrist and asked, "Are you hurt?"
"...It's okay." Wen Xuechi sat down beside her, his fingers clenched unconsciously.
"Let me see." Lou Wanqiao lifted up his sleeves without saying anything, but Wen Xuechi held down his hand the next second.
Amidst her puzzled gaze, Wen Xuechi turned his gaze to Li Yulan beside him, then returned to her face in just a moment. He sounded inexplicably aggrieved, "My wound... I don't want others to see it."
Lou Wanqiao said without hesitation: "Li Yulan, go to the carriage at the back first."
"...Ah?" Li Yulan looked a little surprised. "I'm going?"
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