AWB Chapter 722 Trying to Take It
Chapter 722 Trying to Take It
For Tu Jiuying to covet the now impregnable Northwest is simply a pipe dream.
Lin Wuji had never cared about these forces and factions before, but after his inexplicable "identity" emerged, he had no choice but to learn about it in order to protect himself.
It has been almost two years since the current emperor deposed the crown prince, yet he has not made a single move in the northwest.
It's important to understand that Sheng Junyao was the tutor of the deposed crown prince; their relationship could never be completely severed.
What does this mean?
This shows that even a fool knows what Sheng Junyao means to the Northwest: if he were to make a move, the Northwest would inevitably descend into war.
The Northern Yan state in the north is eyeing us covetously. If the northwest falls into chaos, it will be as if the Northern Yan is creating an opportunity for us.
Tu Jiuying's idea of taking over the Northwest is simply delusional.
If Tu Jiuying wasn't out of her mind, then she must have a grudge against Sheng Junyao.
Otherwise, she wouldn't be so confident, thinking that with such a small force, she could stand up to the Northwest Army.
Lin Wuji closed his eyes, feeling utterly hopeless. He wished for tomorrow to come soon so he could leave this awful place, yet he also inexplicably wished time would slow down, because if he left, he and Lu Yangyang would have to part ways again.
Lost in thought, Lin Wuji drifted off to sleep again.
He didn't know how much time had passed when someone knocked on the door. He opened his eyes and saw his trusted confidant, Zhan Yue. Only when he saw Zhan Yue did Lin Wuji finally breathe a sigh of relief.
He sent everyone away, leaving only Zhan Yue.
Zhan Yue came over and whispered to him what had happened, “After you were taken away by the caravan, the brothers searched for a long time before finally finding this place by pretending to be a doctor who had been captured. But at the time, your condition was dangerous, so we couldn’t send any more people in. We could only wait and see how your injuries were. Fortunately, you finally woke up. Yesterday, the caravan came to us and said that we could bring more than a dozen people to attend your wedding with the caravan leader, so I took the opportunity to invite a few brothers over.”
They were chased all the way to Huangshadu, having to deal with both their pursuers and the caravan. They could only watch helplessly as Lin Wuji was taken away. It took a lot of effort to finally find a place where the caravan could stay.
However, this place was too secluded, and they dared not send anyone over. Only after learning that the caravan was searching for a doctor did they find a member of their gang who knew a little medicine to pose as a doctor. They traveled through several villages before finally managing to infiltrate the area and find this place. But at that time, Lin Wuji was unconscious, and they dared not act rashly. They only received news in the last two days that Lin Wuji had woken up. Before they could even begin their operation, the caravan members came knocking on their door.
The brother they were sent over had such mediocre medical skills that even after Lin Wuji had been awake for two days, he hadn't had a chance to come and meet him. He could only inquire about Lin Wuji's whereabouts from other doctors.
After hearing his explanation, Lin Wuji was speechless. He knew that Zhan Yue would definitely be waiting nearby with his men, so he had been waiting for them to come over for the past two days. He never expected this to happen. The men had arrived long ago, but they couldn't reach him because of their poor medical skills.
Tu Jiuying had people watching him almost day and night, and the doctors were also under constant surveillance, making it very difficult for them to see him.
Lu Yangyang is the only one who can rely on her skills to not only impress Tu Jiuying, but also to devise a plan to set a trap for him. How can there be such a big difference between people?
Seeing Lin Wuji's changing expression, Zhan Yue thought about Lin Wuji's upcoming marriage to Tu Jiuying and knew his boss's secret crush on Miss Lu. He felt a pang of sympathy for his boss. "Boss, don't worry," Zhan Yue said, "we all know it wasn't easy for you to sacrifice your virtue. We've already arranged for people to help you. We'll definitely get you back tomorrow and protect your innocence!"
Lin Wuji was deep in thought when Zhan Yue's words made him cough violently. Zhan Yue was flustered and saw that Lin Wuji was almost wrapped up like a dumpling, but he didn't dare to pat him. He looked worried and asked, "Boss, are you alright?"
Lin Wuji: "...Ahem, having you is truly my blessing."
Zhan Yue scratched his head, wondering if it was just his imagination, but he felt that his boss's words sounded sarcastic.
Lin Wuji, his face dark, reached out to Zhan Yue to help him up. He then leaned close to Zhan Yue's ear and told him about Lu Yangyang's plan, "Tomorrow, cooperate with her with all your might. Her orders are my orders. Do you understand?"
Zhan Yue nodded hurriedly, "Don't worry, boss. If you had told us earlier that Miss Lu was with us, we wouldn't have been worried."
Lin Wuji: "..."
Lin Wuji didn't want to talk anymore and waved his hand, telling Zhan Yue to get lost.
On the other side, Tu Jiuying heard from her subordinates that Lin Wuji's men had already met with Lin Wuji. Tu Jiuying, who was still holding a handsome man with a pale face, simply replied, "I know."
Then she opened her mouth and bit off the fruit that the man in her arms was feeding her.
Uncle San walked in, saw this scene, glared at the man, and said, "Get out!"
Tu Jiuying opened her eyes. "Why are you scaring him?"
After saying that, she touched the man's handsome face and kissed him on the cheek in a good mood. "Your eyebrows and eyes do resemble his. Don't worry, even if I get married, I won't mistreat you."
The man obediently replied, "Thank you, sister."
Tu Jiuying waved him away, and when he looked up, he paused for a moment, slightly taken aback.
After the man left, she muttered to herself, "Am I going crazy? Why does everyone look like him?"
Third Uncle asked, "Who does he look like?"
Tu Jiuying snorted, "Who else could it be but that natural nemesis?"
Uncle San's lips twitched, and it took him a long time to finally ask, "Then who do you think looks like General Sheng?"
“That little girl,” Tu Jiuying shook her head, “maybe I’m overthinking it. It’s normal for good-looking people to look somewhat alike.”
Uncle San's expression turned serious. "As far as I know, General Sheng does have sisters, but it's impossible for a noble lady from the capital to come to this place. It's probably just a coincidence."
"Of course it's a coincidence. Sheng Junyao's surname is Sheng, and his maternal grandfather was some kind of Grand Tutor with the surname Lan. I've never heard of anyone with the surname Lu." Tu Jiuying laughed. "Besides, if he really wanted to deal with me, he wouldn't use a woman. Everyone knows how ruthless he is."
Whenever Tu Jiuying mentioned Sheng Junyao, she would grit her teeth in hatred. She had never seen anyone like Sheng Junyao. She was too uncultured to describe him, but in front of him, she was like a blob of mud splattered on his boots.
This thought had been with her since the first time she saw him, and it made her restless and unable to sleep. She wanted to defile him and possess him.
Even if all that's left is a shell, she'd still want to take it.