PaiPai-Romane - Kapitel 37

Kapitel 37

"I understand," she said, gently patting his shoulder with her left hand. "Be good, don't move."

Xiao Di was unable to move because she held him down. As soon as she let go, he bent over and collapsed onto the bed, as if he could no longer support himself.

Tang Leyan opened her eyes.

His eyes, clear and bright, showed no trace of the terrifying aura from before.

Reaching out, he slowly lifted Xiao Di's body up.

“I don’t blame you for leaving, I don’t blame you for working with Chu Ge. You know… what I hate most is your distrust of me.”

She reached out and pulled him into her arms.

Xiao Di nestled in her arms and stopped struggling.

"What I hate most is your lack of care for your own body." She smiled slightly. "You're such a silly child."

“Young Master…” he murmured as he came to his senses.

"If anything happens to you, call me... um, I really hate you for daring to keep this from me like this."

"I'm sorry... young master..."

"But since you're so obedient and told the truth, I'll..." Her voice trailed off as her hand slowly groped towards his waist.

Xiao Di was startled and placed his hand on hers: "Young Master, what are you doing?"

“Our little Di is just beginning to experience love and has confessed his feelings to me. Of course, I must cherish you…” she whispered in his ear as she lowered her head.

A warm breath brushed against his ears and penetrated straight into his heart.

Even though he knew she was joking, the boy's ears still turned red, and his face became flushed.

The hand was still groping around: "Hey, why is the belt so tight? It's not good for your development. Let me loosen it for you."

Once this person starts having fun, they have no restraint.

Xiao Di blushed and shouted, "Young master, please have some self-respect! Hey! Take your hand off me, where are you touching!"

The servant girl stopped walking outside the window, slowly turned around, leaned against the door, looked up at the sky, and blinked, her eyes full of smiles.

※※※※※

On one side, a crisis was averted with a gentle spring breeze, while on the other side, a massacre was in full swing.

The Nine Gates Admiral stands alone with his sword, his demeanor captivating.

Before their eyes, the once glorious post station had become a living hell. Some unwilling prey were still struggling and fighting back with their swords, but they were no match for the iron-blooded imperial guards under the governor. Five hundred soldiers pounced on them like wolves and tigers. Before long, the cries of pain in their ears gradually disappeared, and mutilated corpses were everywhere.

The man remained calm and composed, his every move exuding a leisurely and carefree charm. He seemed to be strolling leisurely through a beautiful garden, or perhaps waiting by the door for his beloved who had not yet returned.

It wasn't until a guard clad in iron armor came to report, "My lord, all the traitors have been eliminated."

"Hmm..." Chu Gexing responded softly and slowly turned around. "Let's go back and report."

In the instant a footstep moved, a figure leaped down from the shade of the trees beside the high wall: "The corrupt official of Shundu..."

A flash of light appeared, and the blade lunged towards Chu Gexing.

The imperial guard leader beside him was shocked and, before he could warn him, leaped forward to block him.

Chu Gexing, however, was oblivious, and simply walked forward slowly, as if immersed in his own unique world, lost in his own world, unaware of the way home, and unaware that the impermanence of death was about to take his soul.

But the assassin from Mingzhou, who was hiding in the shade of the trees, suddenly stopped.

Just as the blade was about to pierce the body of the Nine Gates Admiral, everyone felt a blur before their eyes.

The Nine Gates Admiral maintained his slow and unhurried pace.

He didn't even twitch his eyebrows.

The swordsman from Mingzhou froze.

The commander of the Imperial Guards leaped in front of him, just about to shout, "You audacious thief, what are you waiting for...!"

Before the words "Surrender!" could be uttered, the person in front of him had already lost his head, hands, and feet.

In an instant, blood gushed out.

The man had already been reduced to several pieces, his eyes still wide open, seemingly unaware of how he died. The other party clearly hadn't made a move; he felt truly wronged and wouldn't accept it even as a ghost.

The commander of the Imperial Guards was startled and had no time to dodge, letting the blood spurt all over his body.

The imperial guards nearby immediately rushed to the rescue.

Meanwhile, the Nine Gates Admiral had already mounted his horse and rode away without looking back.

That magnificent peacock blue color is the deepest terror, and also the most unparalleled elegance!

Chapter Forty-Eight: Promotion

"I, a brave warrior of the Great Ming, possess the finest and noble bloodline in the world. I am unyielding to the death, courageous and skilled in battle, and I—will absolutely not yield!"

Patting his chest, Han Haojun, the sole survivor of the Mingzhou envoys, solemnly swore an oath.

"Oh?" came a cold, sharp question.

"Don't be so skeptical. The reason your General Tianqi is so brave is because he has the blood of my Mingzhou. Today, you have humiliated him so much. One day... Ahh, what are you doing? Let me go! It hurts!"

Reaching out, she deftly grabbed the person by the collar and pulled them closer, the Nine Gates Admiral's beautiful eyes gleaming:

"If you keep talking, believe me, I'll cut off your disgusting tongue. How about... you try it?"

As she drew closer, the murderous intent in her beautiful eyes blazed alongside her stunning beauty.

Han Haojun immediately covered his mouth with his hand and shook his head frantically.

Chu Gexing sneered: "I thought you, Lord Han, were one of the best warriors among the soldiers of Mingzhou Kingdom..."

"I am indeed!" the other person replied, oblivious to the danger.

"Hmm?" Chu Gexing turned his head.

"I...I didn't say anything." His voice trailed off, his eyes darting around at the beauty before him.

Chu Gexing looked at his sly eyes, narrowed them, and said, "Your eyes are really superfluous, why don't you..."

"I saw nothing, please have mercy, sir." He then covered his eyes.

"roll!"

At the command, Han Haojun felt as if he had been granted a pardon, turned around, and ran away.

Chu Gexing watched the man flee in a disheveled state, sneered, and strode away.

※※※※※

Tang Leyan has been promoted.

The heroic act of a fifth-rank official with a sword successfully intercepting the assassin from Mingzhou in the Golden Palace was witnessed by countless ministers present.

Even the military commissioner, who had always looked down on her, began to treat her differently.

Having received the emperor's reward, along with the honor of being promoted to the fourth rank, Tang Leyan returned home in high spirits.

The attendant was greatly surprised: "I thought our young master wouldn't be in this official position for long, I never expected him to be promoted... Where did the sun come from today?"

Mo Hua reached out and pinched her cheek: "Can't you say something nice? -- Of course, although I have the same thoughts as you, I didn't say it out loud."

With tears welling up in her eyes, Shi Shu said, "Mo Zhu, I won't do it again next time."

A smile painted in ink.

Tang Leyan was extremely proud: "Never underestimate your young master's strength! I will definitely become a rising star and an indispensable pillar among the younger generation of court officials in Shundu."

"Hmm, Dongliang, there seems to be some unusual activity in the East China Sea." Mo Hua turned to look at Tang Leyan. "I wonder what plans Young Master Dongliang has?"

"They moved so fast," Tang Leyan frowned, "Which side are they on?"

"It's hard to say, but on the surface he looks like a pirate from Yingzhou."

"Since it's just the surface, it means there's also substance."

"Donghaitang is doing its best to investigate."

“Very good.” He lowered his eyelids and sighed, “Donghai County holds special significance for the Empress and Father. With me here, we cannot allow it to fall into the hands of bandits again.”

The servant and the ink painting looked at each other in bewilderment.

The servant gave him a wink.

"I wonder if the Military Intelligence Bureau has received the news yet... but that person doesn't seem like an ordinary person." The person on the other end was still talking to themselves.

The ink painting and the calligraphy were glaring at each other.

Tang Leyan glanced at her: "What, is there any other news?"

Mo Hua's face showed a troubled expression.

Shi Shu glared at her, and finally couldn't help but say, "What are you afraid of? Young Master will find out sooner or later. It seems that Master and Madam have already discovered the whereabouts of the Third Miss."

"...What..." Tang Leyan was shocked, and immediately closed her fan, which rattled slightly in her hand. "Is she...is she still alive?"

"Yes, although the information is uncertain, I have received instructions from the master that you should not act rashly, and that the master will handle everything personally." Mo Hua bowed his head.

Tang Leyan listened without moving or speaking.

Shi Shu stepped forward: "Young Master... don't worry, and don't be sad..."

"It's alright." She smiled gently. "If I were to worry or be sad, it wouldn't make a difference. Since Father said he would handle it, I'm sure... he'll get everything done. As for me..."

She suddenly looked up and laughed, waved her sleeves and fan, and went out.

"Young master...where are you going..."

A distant, clear, and cold voice called out: "Attend the banquet."

※※※※※

On the Double Ninth Festival, the emperor hosted a banquet for his officials in the Chang Le Hall of the palace.

When that figure in red approached from afar, although it was dazzling, it also brought a sense of peace to my heart.

The emperor beckoned, and Tang Leyan stepped forward with a smile, still standing to the side.

"Today, the emperor and his subjects are enjoying themselves together. Leyan, you may sit to my left," the emperor instructed with a smile.

"Your humble servant obeys." She bowed and took a step back before sitting down, meeting the gaze of the person next to her.

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