Your Majesty - Chapter 113
She had been lying in ambush at the bottom of the hot spring, and while Gu Xiju was distracted, she inserted the Flame Needle into his acupoints, and then took out a dagger to remove something embedded in his body.
“Miss Tang has admired you for a long time, enjoy it slowly.” She waved a white object in her hand at him, “I’ll take this thing with me first.”
For the first time, Gu Xiju's face turned as if Mount Tai had collapsed.
At the same time, a long whip flew in, wrapped around the girl's waist, and carried her deeper into the woods.
"Do you really think my fiancé is that petty?" Her silvery voice carried on the wind. "He's not like you. He has a heart that can completely trust others!"
Chapter Nineteen
Jade Dragon Token
She was lifted into the air by the whip, and a dark figure suddenly darted out from the mountains, wrapped her in a coat, and flew towards the carriage that had been waiting for her.
As soon as the curtain was lifted, a warm feeling rushed out. There was a charcoal brazier in the carriage, and the fire was burning brightly. A pair of small hands reached out and, without saying a word, began to pull off her soaked clothes.
Pang Wan turned around and saw the mute maid with an anxious expression.
"Ah Zhuo! I got it! I got the Jade Dragon Token!" Pang Wan, ignoring that he was dripping wet, rushed over and hugged her tightly. "I got the Jade Dragon Token!" She was so happy that she almost jumped up.
"Nonsense!" A sharp shout came from inside the carriage. He Qinglu walked in with a livid face and pulled Pang Wan away.
"Young master, I got the jade..." Pang Wan smiled and tried to hug him, but then she heard a tearing sound and her clothes were ripped open, her skin about to be exposed to the air.
Fortunately, in the next instant, a damp, hot blanket that had clearly been baked by the sun wrapped her tightly.
"Mount up! We can't stay here any longer!" He Qinglu said in a deep voice after wrapping up Pang Wan.
The dark figure outside the carriage immediately cracked the whip, and the eight black horses galloped forward.
"Are you cold? Do you have a headache?" He Qinglu turned to look at the person next to her, her amber eyes full of concern.
Pang Wan naturally knew why her clothes had been roughly torn open. Feeling a warmth in her heart, she didn't care about arguing and just smiled as she leaned her head into his arms: "It's not cold, it doesn't hurt. Let me show you."
She carefully extended her hand from under the blanket, revealing a pure white token stained with blood in her palm.
“You’re right, he’s someone who doesn’t trust anyone. In the end, I still found the token inside his body.” She clicked her tongue in satisfaction. “I never imagined he would bury it on the inside of his calf. It’s such a difficult place to find!”
However, He Qinglu just looked at her quietly, without a trace of joy on her face.
"Young master, thank you. Thanks to you for giving me this breathing apparatus, I was able to stay in the water for so long." Seeing that his expression was not right, Pang Wan quickly stepped forward and kissed him. "Thank you for cooperating with me."
He Qinglu gave a soft snort through her nose.
Pang Wan knew he was unhappy, so she hurriedly coaxed him, "Don't be angry. He didn't take advantage of me at all. His maid took the aphrodisiac on her own. I just whispered something in his ear."
She had long known that Lu Kui had an unwavering obsession with Gu Xiju, and took advantage of the time she was kidnapped to use some underhanded tactics. This greatly provoked Lu Kui, who finally drugged Gu Xiju—only a drug she personally administered could go undetected. Gu Xiju, misled by her previous hints, carelessly let his guard down, which gave her, who was lurking in the water, the opportunity to take advantage of the situation.
"I'm still quite clever." She chuckled and stuffed the token into He Qinglu's hand. "With this, I'd like to see what he'll use to rally the martial arts world during the Kunlun sacrificial ceremony."
Her joyful smile was absolutely radiant.
However, He Qinglu still held her tightly, without saying a word or accepting the token.
Just as Pang Wan was about to speak, a gust of cold wind suddenly slipped in through the crack, and she couldn't help but sneeze—Achoo!
The sneeze was serious; it probably ruptured a capillary, and bright red blood flowed from her nasal cavity. Pang Wan subconsciously reached out to wipe it away, only to see He Qinglu's eyes widen like copper bells, as if she had seen the most terrifying thing in the world.
"Ah Zhuo, you...you come quickly and see." He spoke with difficulty, his voice trembling, "She's bleeding, she's bleeding."
The hand that was gripping Pang's hunched shoulder was stiff and cold as ice, the chill almost penetrating the blanket and piercing into her skin.
Ah Zhuo was adding charcoal to the brazier when he heard He Qinglu's call. Without saying a word, he dropped the tongs and rushed over, his face pale with anxiety.
Seeing the two of them looking like they were facing a formidable enemy, Pang Wan couldn't help but chuckle: "What's wrong? It's just a little blood..."
She dared not speak, for she had never seen He Qinglu with such a solemn expression. Even when mourning his beloved horse Hua Qiu, his handsome face had never been particularly stern.
Ah Zhuo took her pulse, checked her breathing and heartbeat, and then shook his head at He Qinglu.
He Qinglu breathed a long sigh of relief: "Promise me, this is the last adventure." He lifted Pang Wan's chin and traced his fingers on her face. "You said that as long as you got the Jade Dragon Token, you would come back to our family home with me to get married. Do you remember?"
His voice was hoarse and low, as if a great deal of emotion was about to burst forth, but it was forcibly suppressed.
Pang Wan blushed at his sudden expression and said reproachfully, "I remember, I remember, but you have to wait until I give the Jade Dragon Token to Father. That way, he will have a magic weapon to deal with Gu Xiju, and I can leave in peace."
He Qinglu sighed and said nothing more.
Pang Wan thought to herself that this man was really strange. Ever since he came back, he had been extremely anxious about her, as if he wanted to keep her tied to his belt and carry her with him at all times. If she hadn't begged him to use marriage as leverage a few days ago, he probably would never have agreed to her scheme and risk his life.
"Young master, don't worry about me so much." She said softly and coquettishly, "Do you expect me to still be taking care of this and that when I become an old woman with white hair and a bunch of naked grandchildren?"
He Qinglu's face stiffened. "That would be a long time from now?" He smiled somewhat awkwardly and gently stroked her hair. "You're only a little over sixteen."
“But I already had a gray hair before,” Pang Wan shrugged. “The maid said it was because I worried too much.”
He Qinglu's movements came to a complete halt: "You should rest well and take the medicine A-Zhuo gave you on time, then you'll be fine." After a long while, his ethereal voice came from above her head, giving her an immense sense of security.
Wrapped in a warm blanket and coaxed by others, Pang Wan unconsciously began to feel sleepy.
Fortunately, I have someone I can trust completely, and fortunately, he trusts me completely too. Thinking of these things, she fell asleep sweetly.
Yanbo Manor in the capital.
"What? They broke the Five Elements Formation?" Gu Xiju shook off the maid who was changing his bandages, slammed his hand on the table, and stood up.
"I really don't know who that coachman is, that he actually broke the formation that the strategist painstakingly built over ten years." Wu Peng knelt on the ground with an embarrassed expression. "Leaving aside the coachman, that carriage was also very strange. It was several times faster than an ordinary carriage, and it also released poisonous fog along the way, causing all the spies I sent out to never return."