Given Feng Wan's expertise in disguise, Wei Shuwan could easily guess that she had impersonated Wen Chan to bewitch the Emperor. No wonder she completely disregarded her aunt, Consort Wen, and even dared to perform that kind of dance for the Emperor in public, right in front of her own father, on the Autumn Festival.
It turns out she wasn't the real Wen Chan at all, so naturally she didn't need to care about the Wen family's thoughts.
"What about the original Wen Chan?" Wei Shuwan was still somewhat curious.
Li Qingchen didn't answer her, but from his cold gaze, Wei Shuwan already saw the answer: Wen Chan must be dead.
Li Qingchen knew she had figured it out, and the two tacitly moved on from the topic. Actually, when Li Qingchen was looking for the identity Feng Wan wanted to impersonate, there were better options, but he felt a bit sorry for the innocent. Wen Chan was different; she had framed Wei Shuwan in the Plum Garden, which could be considered a lesson.
Down the mountain, Pan Wei had already fled with his daughter. The men in black, bandits, soldiers from the Ziyi Kingdom, and the imperial guards of Daye were still engaged in battle.
It wasn't that the Wei Rong Army and Li Qingchen's men were eager for battle, but rather that they needed to delay the wedding procession for a few more hours so that they could return later to report the news, thus buying more time for Pan Wei.
Since Sun Xingjian had been forced off the carriage by Pan Wei and knew that the Protector-General wanted to protect his reputation, he could not ask the soldiers of Daye to cease fighting. He had just cut off Awuge's arm to force Awuge to make the first move, but Awuge disappeared in the blink of an eye, and no one knew where he had gone. He never ordered a ceasefire, so the two sides could only continue fighting.
Yuan Que, who was sent to pick up Feng Wan, was skilled in light-footed martial arts and brought Feng Wan back to Li Qingchen in less than half an hour.
"Master." Feng Wan knelt down to greet Li Qingchen, and when she stood up, she glanced at Wei Shuwan somewhat awkwardly.
Judging from Feng Wan's blank expression, Wei Shuwan knew that she still didn't know anything. At this moment, Li Qingchen kicked A Wuge, who was lying next to him, and ordered, "You remember this person's appearance, and then have someone else impersonate him. Be careful not to give anything away."
Feng Wan hesitated before stepping forward, brushing aside the man's hair, and immediately recognized him as the eldest prince of Ziyi Kingdom, whom she had seen at the Thousand Autumn Banquet that night.
Her heart trembled slightly, but she still followed Li Qingchen's instructions and carefully memorized Awuge's face. Then she stood up and nodded to Li Qingchen: "Master, Feng Wan has memorized it."
"Alright, those two rows of people over there, go pick one who looks most like him and get started."
"Yes." Following Li Qingchen's direction, Feng Wan walked to his two groups of attendants, carefully observed their height and faces, and finally chose one: "Master, let's choose him. He should be able to imitate more than 90% of the likeness!"
If the resemblance is 80%, it can be mistaken for the real thing; if it is more than 90%, no one except for close relatives who live with you day and night will be able to spot the flaws.
When Yuan Que went to pick up Feng Wan earlier, he instructed her to bring a complete set of makeup and accessories. Now, she acted very quickly, and in less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, she had dressed up the person. When she pulled him in front of Li Qingchen, he could see that he was indeed no different from A Wu Ge lying on the ground.
This was the first time Wei Shuwan had observed Feng Wan's skills so closely, and she secretly admired her.
Then the fake Awuge changed into Awuge's clothes and hair ornaments, and followed Li Qingchen's instructions to go down the mountain. He shouted loudly to the two sides that were locked in a fierce battle: "Alright, stop fighting, retreat!"
Although the fake Awuge tried his best to imitate the real Awuge's voice, it was still a bit hoarse, but it suited his post-battle condition. So none of the people from Ziyi Kingdom suspected anything, and only Sun Xingjian was surprised by his appearance unharmed.
The other Ziyi people who saw Awuge's arm being cut off were immediately eliminated, so none of the survivors knew that he had lost an arm. Upon his order, they retreated in time.
Seeing that they were about to retreat, the bandits and the men in black had no intention of pursuing them any further. After all, they had already achieved their goal for the day, and as long as they didn't chase after the princess's carriage, a truce would be the best outcome.
The fierce battle ended abruptly.
Meanwhile, Pan Wei drove Pan Wenjun at breakneck speed. When they reached a safe place, Pan Wei stopped the carriage, removed his veil, and lifted the curtain to look at Pan Wenjun.
"Wenjun, it's your father, don't be afraid!"
With tears welling in her eyes, Pan Wenjun threw herself into her father's arms: "Dad—"
She called her father the same way she did when she was a child.
Pan Wei gently stroked the back of her head with his large hand and comforted her, "It's alright, it's alright, don't cry anymore, it's okay."
Pan Wenjun cried for a while before moving away, choking back tears as she said, "Actually, I recognized you a long time ago, but I was afraid you would be distracted and didn't dare to acknowledge me."
Pan Wei smiled, tears welling in his eyes, "Truly, father and daughter are of one heart."
"By the way, Father, Brother Sun is actually one of our own, along with Shuwan and the Prince of Xiaoqiaochuan. They've been planning to rescue me all this time. But they were afraid that if they told you the truth, you wouldn't be able to hide it and the Emperor would notice something amiss, thus incurring punishment. That's why we didn't dare tell you." As soon as Pan Wenjun calmed down, she quickly told her father everything she knew.
Pan Wei wasn't surprised that Sun Xingjian would help Wenjun, but he was truly astonished that a young girl like Wei Shuwan would also show such loyalty. As for the Prince of Qiaochuan, it goes without saying that he was only willing to help because of his fiancée.
"So those people just now were Prince Li's men?" Pan Wei asked.
Pan Wenjun nodded. Although she didn't know about their plan to abduct the bride on the way, she recognized the bandits as soon as they appeared and knew it was part of their new plan.
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