Chapter 84 of the Ten Scenes Satin

Taking advantage of Long Yuqing's search of the room and the discovery of the Wenwu Seven-Stringed Zither, Wen Yuan escaped with Xiang Yang. Knowing that the city was in chaos after the battle, it would be difficult to leave, especially since his internal injuries were not light. He immediately ran through the alleys, thinking, "I managed to escape after being thrown hard by Long Yuqing. Alas, I've lost the Wenwu Seven-Stringed Zither; I'm sorry to Brother Ren."

At that time, Long Yuqing injured the two with his mysterious internal energy. Xiang Yang took the full force, and the Kui Dragon Force rebounded back at him, causing serious injuries. Wen Yuan's "Azure Sea Dragon Roar" palm strike, although based on the Nine Revolutions Profound Skill, was adapted from the zither music and was controlled at will. Although he was knocked back, he was not injured. However, Long Yuqing's internal energy rebounded solidly onto him. Fortunately, he only hit Long Yuqing's shoulder. Although the rebound force was strong, he could still neutralize and support it, and he used the "Yueyang Three Drunkennesses" and "Riding the Wind" techniques to reduce much of the power. Xiang Yang and Long Yuqing clashed palms, and with the added force of Long Yuqing's original palm strike, the true energy

Xiang Yang received was far greater than Wen Yuan's. With his current internal energy cultivation, he was utterly unable to withstand it, and his internal injuries were naturally severe. Wen Yuan, carrying Xiang Yang in his arms, was searching for a place to hide when suddenly a young girl rushed towards them

. Upon seeing the two covered in blood, she cried out in alarm. Wen Yuan was shocked, thinking, "Oh no, I mustn't let this girl reveal our whereabouts." In this urgent situation, he was about to knock her unconscious when he heard the girl quicken her pace, calling out repeatedly, "Brother Xiang, Brother Xiang! You...you're alright?"

Hearing her gentle voice, Wen Yuan was startled, and then recognized her as Zhao Wanyan, whom he had met briefly that night. Xiang Yang, who was nearly unconscious, opened his eyes upon hearing Zhao Wanyan's voice and whispered, "Wanyan!"

Seeing Xiang Yang's severe injuries, Zhao Wanyan was filled with surprise, worry, and anxiety. Tears welled in her eyes as she grasped Xiang Yang's hand and cried out, "Brother Xiang, you...how could you..." "How could you be so badly injured?"

Xiang Yang forced a smile and whispered, "Don't worry, your brother Xiang is very resilient, he won't die." Zhao Wanyan said anxiously, "No, no, we need to get him treated quickly..." She glanced at Wen Yuan, not recognizing him for a moment, and then said, "You...you are Young Master Wen?" Wen Yuan said, "Absolutely right. Miss Zhao, is there anywhere we can hide?"

Zhao Wanyan was already flustered and at a loss, but upon hearing Wen Yuan's words, she calmed down a little and said, "You...were you fighting with Mr. Long?" Wen Yuan said, "Mr. Long? You mean Long Yuqing of the Imperial Mausoleum Sect, right? That's the man. We need to avoid him first." Zhao Wanyan nodded, quickly thinking, and suddenly had an idea. She exclaimed, "I've got it! Young Master Wen, come with me quickly!" Saying this, she pulled Wen Yuan and ran away.

Wen Yuan followed Zhao Wanyan through several alleys, avoiding crowds, and after a while, they arrived at the back of a large mansion.

Xiang Yang and Wen Yuan immediately recognized the place as the residence of the Jingwei Prince's family in the capital. They couldn't help but think, "If the others in the Prince's mansion discover us, we'll be trapped like turtles in a jar—it'll be utterly disastrous." However, this was probably the only place Zhao Wanyan could think of in time. Besides the Jingwei Prince, Zhao Pingbo, and a handful of others, even ordinary guards couldn't freely enter the princess's boudoir. It was a safe place, so Wen Yuan led Xiang Yang over the wall, quickly circled the backyard, and jumped into Zhao Wanyan's room through the window. Zhao Wanyan then went around to the main gate, entered the house, and hurried back to her room. The little white tiger ran over, barking repeatedly.

Wen Yuan helped Xiang Yang lie down on the bed and asked, "Senior brother, how are you feeling?" Xiang Yang felt utterly exhausted and whispered, "I can barely move, but it will be a long time before I fully recover." Seeing Zhao Wanyan's tearful face, he couldn't bear it and said, "Wanyan, don't worry, I'm fine, don't cry." Zhao Wanyan nodded, wiped her tears, and whispered, "I heard from the maid who just came back that Mr. Long was fighting with a group of people in the street, and one of them looked like you. I was so worried, I quickly sneaked out to see, and I didn't expect you to really... How could you fight him? Mr. Long... His kung fu is so amazing... I was really scared to death..." As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes again.

Wen Yuan said, "This battle was truly perilous. If we hadn't escaped, I fear we wouldn't have been able to rescue Uncle Ren, and the Changling Underground Palace would have imprisoned both of us brothers. As Liu Yuxi once wrote in his poem: 'A hundred victories are not enough to deter an enemy, three setbacks are the mark of a good doctor, life is full of disappointments, how can one know one's true nature?' Although we suffered a temporary defeat, as long as we didn't lose our lives, we will eventually be able to deal with Long Yuqing." Xiang Yang smiled bitterly, "You are quite optimistic and accepting of fate, even having the leisure to recite poetry." Just as he was speaking, he suddenly felt a wave of nausea in his chest, a rush of qi, and coughed a few times.

Seeing Xiang Yang's injuries and the fact that he could no longer fight against the enemy, Wen Yuan couldn't help but feel secretly worried. Xiang Yang asked, "Junior Brother, how are your internal injuries?" Wen Yuan replied, "Not too minor, not too serious. I can barely handle Wei Gaoxin and Ge Yuandang." Xiang Yang sighed, "Alright, you should go first. If you can hold on, go and help Miss Shi and the others as soon as possible." Wen Yuan asked in surprise, "Senior Brother, what about you?" Xiang Yang said, "In my current state, I can barely move. I'm afraid I can't help. If you stay here, when Long Yuqing and the others arrive at Changling, will Junior Sister and the others be able to defeat them? You should go to Changling as soon as possible. As long as we rescue Uncle Ren, we can leave. Staying here will be useless."

Wen Yuan thought this was true. At this moment, rescuing Ren Jianqing was the top priority. Even though he was worried about Xiang Yang, he could only rely on Zhao Wanyan's help. He said, "In that case, I'll trouble Miss Zhao to take care of my senior brother. I'll take my leave now." He immediately opened the window and jumped out.

Knowing that Wen Yuan's departure meant his situation was extremely dangerous, and that if Long Yuqing found this place, Zhao Wanyan would be unable to protect him, he could only resign himself to fate. He secretly circulated his inner energy, hoping to recover even a fraction of his strength for safety.

Zhao Wanyan took a handkerchief and gently wiped the blood from his face and the corner of his mouth. Xiang Yang whispered, "Wanyan, I'm so sorry for dragging you into this." Zhao Wanyan said softly, "Don't say that. Brother Xiang, you should rest well." After a moment's thought, she thought, "If someone enters the room, everything will be over. What should I do?"

She looked around the room and saw a sandalwood wardrobe. Suddenly, an idea struck her. She said, "Brother Xiang, you can hide in this wardrobe. Even if someone comes, they can't search you." Xiang Yang was taken aback and asked, "Will it be big enough?" Zhao Wanyan smiled and said, "Of course it will be. Come." She helped Xiang Yang off the bed, walked to the wardrobe, opened it, and gently moved the clothes aside. Although this place wasn't the Prince of Luoyang's mansion, its opulent furnishings were in no way inferior. Xiang Yang, sitting inside the cabinet, didn't feel cramped at all.

Zhao Wanyan said, "Brother Xiang, for your safety, I'm sorry to trouble you to stay inside for a while." Xiang Yang laughed, "That's alright. But I'm all dirty, and I've soiled all your clothes." Zhao Wanyan smiled slightly, "How could clothes be more important than Brother Xiang?" Xiang Yang smiled slightly and said, "Alright, close it." Zhao Wanyan nodded and closed the cabinet door. Several gaps still allowed for ventilation, so Xiang Yang, inside the cabinet, didn't feel particularly stuffy.

Xiang Yang thought to himself, "The sooner I recover my strength, the safer I'll be." He immediately focused his mind and circulated his energy, silently adhering to the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique, trying to unblock the obstructed blood vessels throughout his body. Zhao Wanyan stayed in the room, never leaving, glancing at the cabinet from time to time, silently praying, "Heaven protect you, Brother Xiang, you will be safe and sound."

After a while, Xiang Yang circulated his internal energy, using the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique to protect his body and heal his injuries, his mind wandering, concentrating on circulating his true energy. Zhao Wanyan sat in a chair, waiting quietly, when suddenly she heard a faint commotion coming from the hall.

Zhao Wanyan was secretly alarmed: "Could they really have come?" Just as she was thinking this, she heard someone outside the door say, "Wanyan, Wanyan, open the door." Zhao Wanyan recognized her father's voice, glanced at the cabinet, and replied, "Father, is something wrong?" Prince Jingwei, Zhao Tingrui, said from outside the door, "Mr. Long from the Imperial Mausoleum Sect has arrived. Open the door quickly, he has something to ask you."

Zhao Wanyan was very nervous, reassuring herself, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I must stay calm."

He took a few deep breaths and gently opened the door. There stood his father, Zhao Tingrui, and Long Yuqing, followed by a group of disciples from the Imperial Mausoleum Sect. Zhao Tingrui smiled at Long Yuqing and said, "Mr. Long, this is my daughter, Wanyan." Long Yuqing nodded and turned to instruct, "You all follow Prince Zhao's men and look around. Don't make a scene; what kind of decorum is that?" The disciples bowed in agreement and left with the palace guards.

Long Yuqing glanced at Zhao Wanyan, who dared not look him in the eye, fearing she would be too nervous and reveal her true feelings. She lowered her head slightly and said softly, "Mr. Long, may I ask what is it?" Long Yuqing turned his head and said, "Your Highness, please allow me to speak with your daughter alone." Zhao Tingrui nodded and said, "Mr. Long, please ask whatever you wish to ask, to dispel any doubts you may have. Wanyan, whatever Mr. Long asks you, please answer truthfully." Zhao Wanyan whispered, "Yes, Father."

Zhao Tingrui then walked away, and Long Yuqing slowly entered the room. Zhao Wanyan was anxious, thinking, "Those people must be searching the room for my elder brother. And now Mr. Long has come in person. What should I do?"

Long Yuqing slowly walked to the table and said, "Princess, please close the door. We mustn't let outsiders hear about this." Zhao Wanyan quickly replied, "Ah, yes." She gently closed the door and stepped forward, but dared not get too close.

Long Yuqing stared coldly at Zhao Wanyan and said, "Little Princess, I heard there's a young man named Xiang Yang who once saved you from bandits, and you brought him to the capital, is that right?" Zhao Wanyan was secretly alarmed, knowing that her father must have already told Long Yuqing about Xiang Yang, and she had no room to lie, so she could only say, "Yes, so Mr. Long also knows about this." Long Yuqing said, "In that case, Xiang Yang and you must be quite close." Zhao Wanyan blushed and said, "Mr. Long, please speak plainly, won't you?"

Long Yuqing slowly walked towards Zhao Wanyan and said, "Alright! Little Princess, I'll tell you. This Xiang Yang is a junior of our sect, who has been disobedient and rebellious. He escaped from my grasp just now, and someone saw him coming towards the manor. Little Princess, have you hidden this boy away?"

Zhao Wanyan's heart pounded when she saw his sharp and piercing gaze. She whispered, "No...no, Young Master Xiang...he hasn't returned here for a long time, and I haven't seen him either." Long Yuqing gave a slight cold laugh and slowly paced around the room. As he approached the bed, he suddenly noticed some bloodstains on the floor.

Long Yuqing thought to himself, "This little girl is so bold, daring to deceive me? That boy must be hiding in this room, but I wonder where he is?" As the leader of a sect and a person of great status in the capital, he wouldn't search the bed or closets. He figured that if he pressed her for answers, Zhao Wanyan would only deny it. Thinking this, he came up with a plan and walked behind Zhao Wanyan, muttering, "Heh, could it be that the boy really isn't here?"

Zhao Wanyan saw him walk past the closet and thought, "Looks like he hasn't figured out that Brother Xiang is in the closet." She stood in front of the table, silently bowing her head, not saying a word, hoping that Long Yuqing's men would quickly report that there was no trace of Xiang Yang anywhere and stop there.

Just as she was feeling tense, she suddenly felt a hand touch her buttocks. Zhao Wanyan was startled and hurriedly turned around, calling out, "Mr. Long... Mr. Long..." She saw Long Yuqing standing before her, a cold smile on his face, saying, "Little Princess, I think you'd better behave yourself." His right hand reached out and grabbed Zhao Wanyan's left wrist, pulling her closer.

Seeing the malicious expression on Long Yuqing's face, Zhao Wanyan paled. Just as she was about to cry out, she suddenly thought, "If I cry out, Brother Xiang might not care about anything else and rush out to save me. Wouldn't that... wouldn't that harm him?" She knew Xiang Yang's personality well; if Zhao Wanyan were in danger, he would risk everything for her, disregarding his own safety. Naturally, she didn't want Xiang Yang to be alerted, so she immediately held back her cry. But Long Yuqing touched her cheek, and she couldn't break free from his grasp. Fear gripped her, and she stammered, "Mr. Long, if you... if you keep doing this, I'll scream!" Long Yuqing laughed, "Then scream!" His hand moved downwards, his palm gently touching her fair neck.

Zhao Wanyan was both ashamed and anxious, and immediately guessed Long Yuqing's intention: "Is he going to use me to lure Brother Xiang out?" Once she realized this, she dared not make a sound, but her wrist was held by his iron-like fingers, how could she break free?

Seeing that her lips were tightly closed, Long Yuqing sneered inwardly, thinking: "Little girl, how long can you hold out?"

He moved his palm down, slowly towards her chest.

URL 1:https://www.sexlove5.com/htmlBlog/44204.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=44204&aspx=1

Previous Page : The Pill Tycoon - Chapter 741 The Dutiful Maid

Next Page : The Captive Consort's Tale - Chapter 174, The Birth of the Little Prince (Part 1)

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

Chapter 84 of the Ten Scenes Satin

comment Open a new window to view comments