The cold wind outside was biting and piercing, caressing her delicate skin with a stinging touch.
In the solitary night sky, moonlight silvered the land.
Ye Luan, forced to comply, shivered with cold.
"Hmm? Speak!"
The man's burning body temperature made her tremble.
Clinging to his shoulders, she concealed her indifference, deliberately letting a hint of grievance and tears well up in her fox-like eyes. She pouted angrily at him.
"If you hadn't deliberately done this, how could I have been abducted by him? Why are you blaming me now?"
A dense wind blew gently. His eyes were more piercing and cold than the biting wind.
"This King asks you, did he hug you?"
Didn't you see him hugging your mother yourself? Who are you putting on this act for?
Shameless to the core.
Her eyes welled with tears, and she feigned stubbornness, biting her lip, "No, he was deliberately lying to you."
Xiao Chizhan's gloomy expression softened slightly. He lifted her leg and wrapped it around his waist, leaning down to seek her lips for a kiss.
At that moment, a knock sounded from outside.
"Your Highness, the men have reached Mohe and discovered thirty thousand Qi troops from the North."
Receiving no immediate response, Long Tian frowned. Just as he was about to speak again, he heard the woman's charming, low voice.
His face flushed, and he quickly retreated a few steps.
Inside the room.
Ye Luan pushed him. "Long Tian is calling for you."
Xiao Chizhan ignored her, his hands kneading her while holding her tightly. His grip was fierce.
As if venting something!
His deep red eyes seemed filled with blood, causing an involuntary shiver.
Heh.
Did he regret letting Xie Beihan take her away?
Suddenly, a great force slammed her down onto the table.
He pinched her chin.
His dark, brooding eyes fixed on her cheek, harboring a morbid obsession.
From now on, she would never be able to leave him again.
Ye Luan closed her eyes, refusing to look at him.
She was utterly exhausted from acting.
A dull pain emanated from her shoulder. She bit her lip, remaining silent.
Xiao Chizhan noticed, his eyes darkening. He lifted her and held her over him.
"Your heart is truly cruel."
Not as cruel as his.
"If you dare to deceive this King again, even if you stab yourself to death, this King will not show mercy. Someone will pay the price for your foolishness."
The patricidal, fratricidal little lunatic would indeed not show mercy.
She dared not gamble a second time.
Rest assured, there was no need to warn her; they could threaten her with the Bai family.
She remembered it well.
Ye Luan remained silent, her eyes closed, ignoring him.
Xiao Chizhan's anger flared. The thought of her being held by Xie Beihan sent a terrifying wave of killing intent through his eyes.
"Kiss me."
Hearing his command, she suppressed her hatred and took a deep breath.
When she opened her eyes, her fox-like eyes turned coquettish and alluring, captivating Xiao Chizhan. His inner rage inexplicably subsided.
He directly pressed her head with one hand and kissed her fiercely.
Long Tian waited outside for a long time until he saw the signal flare in the sky from the Grand General.
He hurried to knock on the door.
But as he approached, he saw the door open.
The Prince, holding Miss Ye, strode out.
A white cloak enveloped the woman in his arms, revealing only her head, nothing else clearly visible.
"Prepare horses, head directly to the dock."
"Yes."
After leaving Juhua Tower, Ye Luan was held by him as they mounted horses.
The fires in the black market had largely been extinguished and had not spread extensively, but the streets were in disarray, a scene of desolation.
Xiao Chizhan cast a cold glance at Juhua Tower, a sinister smile curling his lips. "Continue burning."
"Yes."
A crescent moon hung in the sky, and the cold wind rustled.
Under the cover of night, white horses galloped through the streets.
Ye Luan, draped in his robe, seemed somewhat lost.
Upon reaching the dock, they boarded a warship.
Soldiers with drawn swords stood on all sides, their blades glinting, exuding a potent killing aura.
"Where are we going?"
Hearing her speak, Xiao Chizhan gently placed her down and embraced her as they walked to the ship's edge.
On the vast, misty river, a layer of fog lay.
The moonlight softly cast upon the ship's prow, illuminating their figures.
Ye Luan was pinned against the ship's railing by him, enveloped in his presence. His hands braced on either side of her, creating a cage that held her tightly.
"To watch a good show."
His voice carried a sinister teasing tone, his red lips curled into a terrifyingly cold smile.
Not long after the ship set sail, Ye Luan heard the sounds of swords and halberds clashing ahead. The pungent smell of blood permeated the air, and countless bodies lay strewn about.
Hundreds of warships dotted the river, engaged in chaotic combat.
A vast expanse of troops, their bright armor gleaming with dazzling radiance, created an imposing spectacle, like dark clouds pressing down on a city on the verge of collapse.
The tips of staggered sabers pierced the sky, reflecting a cold, sharp light, casting a particularly chilling and somber aura on the river.
Ye Luan could not even discern the situation ahead, her vision filled with blood and swords.
As Xiao Chizhan's warship arrived, a corridor of ships parted on either side, and the vessel sped towards them along the southwest waterline.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time, what took you so long?"
On another warship, Tantai Ye, using a spyglass gifted by a vassal state, was observing the situation. Upon seeing his warship approach, he loudly inquired.
Xiao Chizhan held Ye Luan close, his dark eyes shimmering with a strange smile.
"Where is he?"
Hearing this, Tantai Ye tossed him a spyglass, his voice, as proud as an eagle's, mingled with the cold wind.
"Look, that ship flying a vibrant banner is his warship. This lunatic, willing to go to war for that batch of firearms."
Xiao Chizhan sneered, 'It's only been a few years since this King returned to the capital, and Youzhou has harbored so many Qi troops. Those old fools, they're waiting for me to kill them one by one.'
Ye Luan ignored their conversation and stared straight ahead.
Not far away, there was a particularly large, imposing ship.
At the bow, the man with black hair and dark eyes stood elegantly on the platform, clad in purple robes that billowed in the wind.
From afar, their eyes met.
Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through her waist.
The man behind her leaned down, pressing heavily on her. His unnaturally red lips whispered and nuzzled her ear.
"Tell me, did he see what we were doing?"
This damned competitive spirit.
Ye Luan pursed her lips. She finally understood why Xiao Chizhan had brought her here.
He was simply petty, his possessiveness reaching a terrifying degree.
The scene at the window of Juhua Tower had clearly left him resentful.
Therefore, he had deliberately allowed Xie Beihan to see her intimately entangled with him, to provoke Xie Beihan.
Ye Luan was at a loss for words.
He was simply overthinking.
She and Xie Beihan were, at most, strangers. If there was anything between them, it was likely enmity.
"Darling, I'm asking you."
The breath he exhaled was more chilling than the fierce cold wind.
Ye Luan said coldly, "It's so far away, he probably couldn't see."
"Oh."
His voice behind her clearly carried a hint of displeasure.
Before Ye Luan could say anything, she was suddenly pushed down. Fierce kisses fell upon her skin, inch by inch, wantonly overpowering her, the kisses deep and fiery.