AWB Chapter 318 Is he jealous?
Chapter 318 Is he jealous?
They still had to wear civilian clothes. Wearing this bright official robe would make them look like they were going to invite someone!
Feng Yi didn't dare to sit down in the hall anymore; she just stood there with her hands clasped behind her back, extremely respectful.
"Does Your Highness or the Lord have any further instructions?"
"Boss Qi, is this Lord Feng trustworthy?"
Qi Zeyun looked at Feng Yi and asked her with a questioning tone, "Is it believable?"
"We will follow Your Highness's lead without question."
"I have a plan, let me explain in detail."
I suspect that the Empress may be under her control because the King Hui is secretly consolidating the power of you and your brother.
That's unlikely, so the most probable explanation is that the Empress already knew about her secret schemes.
However, the Empress's power cannot be relied upon by her.
Therefore, the intervention of some external forces is needed, such as envoys from the Wu Dynasty.
He commands a large army, yet he himself is a weakling who can't even kill a chicken.
“My two sons are right. I intend to help King Hui overthrow the regime and ascend the throne.”
"Wu Ziyan!"
"Have Lord Feng feign allegiance to Prince Hui and tell him that I have brought a great gift."
"For example, the corpses of you and your brother, or the troop deployment map of the Wu Dynasty's border."
"Openly repair the plank road while secretly advancing the Chencang pass. If the King of Hui really invites you to meet him, what will you do?"
"Once Chu Qiu and the others arrive, I will immediately write a letter to General Situ. If anything happens to Xiao Rong, they will be our help."
"Besides, aren't we just worried about how to get to the main city? Why don't we wait for King Hui to invite us?"
"That's a pretty good plan."
"But all of this depends on Lord Feng. If you betray us, your prince and I will be doomed!"
"Don't dare, don't dare."
Wu Ziyan reached into his robes and pulled out a pitch-black porcelain bottle that exuded an evil aura.
Wu Ziyan uncorked the bottle and poured out two pills, which he then casually named.
"The Seven-Day Resurrection Pill will cause death by intestinal perforation if the patient does not receive an antidote after seven days. I will leave one antidote for Lord Feng."
The people around him are all familiar with this, so it might just be a random tonic.
She randomly gave it a name that sounded like poison, and the most crucial point is that she made it up so convincingly.
Feng Yi's face turned green as Wu Ziyan handed the pills to her.
Feng Yi looked around and reluctantly swallowed two pills.
"Lord Feng, I really wanted to trust you, but others may not, so it's better to be on the safe side."
"Yes, yes," she replied, a mere lackey. What could she possibly say?
Qi Zeyun's thunderous rage is not as simple as a slow poison; it could cause someone to draw their knife and spill blood five steps away on the spot.
Chu Yu, Qi Zexuan, Chu Qiu, and others were soon invited to the Feng residence.
Qi Zexuan and Chu Qiu both thought she was really clever after hearing her plan.
But Chu Qiu felt that Wu Ziyan was somewhat unwilling to risk his life and wanted to say something.
Yet they felt they had no right to it.
Only after silently standing aside did I realize that Fang Yuerong and Changsun were already dressed in Xiao Rong's clothes.
Moreover, they both looked rather unwell, so something must have happened.
"There's no time to lose, Lord Feng, you should hurry up and write the letter. Once the letter is sent, we should head back to the post station."
"Please deliver all the items my two sons bought this morning to the post station!"
The word "please" is pronounced very heavily here, indicating that someone is still holding a grudge and has someone prepare pen and ink to write a letter.
Of course, most of the content in this letter was written by Wu Ziyan and Qi Zeyun.
After finishing writing, Feng Yi nervously saw them out, while Wu Ziyan turned back.
"Remember to bring your men to the post station as well. Don't make them too conspicuous in their official robes. Change them into civilian clothes first!"
"Yes, that's how it should be."
The people next to them were also trembling with fear, afraid that if they turned around, the blame would be directed at them.
But the thought of dealing with those few wicked people actually made me feel a little happy.
On their way back, they all took the less crowded alleys, and the carriage was kept very discreet.
It was unusual for Chu Qiu to not follow Wu Ziyan, but instead ride in a carriage with Changsun and the others.
Seeing that neither of them looked well, Chu Qiu rarely offered any words of concern.
"What happened? Why are you all dressed like that?"
"I was almost defiled, but luckily the employer arrived in time, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable."
It takes incredible mental fortitude to say something like that.
Changsun Boyu also frowned, hating himself for being too weak.
"What! Who dares to abduct the two of you!"
"Hmm... you'll know when it's delivered to the post station."
He wanted to offer words of comfort, but he was clumsy with words.
“If you’re going to kill a few of them, don’t get your hands dirty. I’ll do it for you.”
"Thank you, Brother Chu Qiu. But don't worry, I'm really fine."
The carriage gradually came to a stop at the entrance of the post station, and the group went inside.
They noticed that fewer people were watching them, and since their identities had already been exposed, they didn't care anymore.
Go inside and tidy up the room. I'm sure the King of Hui's men will come to invite them soon.
While they were packing their things, the henchmen who had committed crimes outside were also tied up and brought in.
Yue'er stood at the door, listening to her young master recount the events of the day. Looking at these people, she felt like she was about to explode with rage.
He went up and kicked, but his small frame had no strength, and the kick didn't hurt or itch the person.
"Pah! What nonsense! You're like a toad lusting after a swan! How dare you even dream of our young master!"
"We've delivered that person too. Um, we have some official business to attend to, so we'll be going now."
The people who brought the person also quickly left, afraid of being implicated if they stayed.
Wu Ziyan didn't have much; he could just pack up a bundle and leave.
She was the first to walk downstairs. Strangely, there was no one else on this floor; perhaps they were too afraid to watch the spectacle.
He walked up to those people, pulled up a chair, sat down, crossed his legs, and kept tapping the table with his fingertips.
The hall was quiet; only the noise of the street outside could be heard.
Which hand? Or both hands?
"Spare us! Spare us! Your Honor, spare us! We were so blind to your greatness!"
"I didn't say I was going to take your lives. Just answer my questions. What questions did I ask?"
"Which hand? Or both hands?" the kneeling man answered.
"Yes, yes, this is it."
Chu Qiu seemed to have heard noises downstairs as well. When he went downstairs, he saw Wu Ziyan scolding someone.
Looking at these ordinary-looking women, it turned out they were the same women who had kidnapped Changsun Boyu and tried to defile Fang Yuerong!
He walked to Wu Ziyan's side, and she turned to look at him.
There was even a murderous glint in her eyes; she had never known they were such good friends.