bookrandom Chapter 977: A Tiger Falls on an Iron Horse and Is Bullied by a Dog
Chapter 977: A Tiger Falls on an Iron Horse and Is Bullied by a Dog
Cen Ji is dead? Shi Anxia paused for a moment, raised her eyes and looked at Cen Yuan with doubt.
The man stood tall in the lamplight, with water dripping from the ends of his hair, which slid down his neck into his collar, glowing faintly in the mist from the bathroom.
She put down the account book, took the handkerchief from his hand, and said softly, "Sit down." Then she asked, "How did he die?"
He sat as he was told, with his back to her, his shoulders as tense as an unsheathed sword.
Shi Anxia ran her fingertips through his wet hair, wrapped a strand of hair with the handkerchief, and slowly wrung out the water marks.
"Cen Ji died in Yefeng Valley, only a few hundred steps away from the Liang State boundary marker." Cen Yuan said calmly, as if talking about the temperature of the climate. "The people of Wan State took action and wanted to put the blame on Beiyi, intending to provoke a dispute between the two countries."
The towel was soaked with water and felt heavy. Shi Anxia changed the corner and continued to wipe, "What happened next?"
Cen Yuan said calmly, "My people have taken care of the aftermath, leaving one person alive. You should give the credit to Zhao Zhui."
The couple discussed for half the night, and spent another half the night in love, without interrupting their work or personal affairs, only their sleep.
The next day, with dark circles under his eyes, Anxia sent people to look for Cen Che.
Cen Che boasted to Xie Huai, "Look, I am the only one in front of the princess. As soon as she arrived at Tiema City, she sent people to look for me. Your Xie family still has to rely on me."
Xie Huai was worried, "Could it be that the princess knows your identity?"
Cen Che waved his hand, "That can't be possible."
The princess is stupid and her subordinates are busy, so who would check on him, a man busy with disaster relief?
He went to Chongyang Pavilion in a leisurely manner.
Xie Huai was worried, so he dropped his work and chased after her. His eyelids were twitching, and he felt that deceiving the princess was a capital crime.
He caught up with Cen Che at the entrance of the inn.
Cen Che frowned, "Why can't you leave me for even a moment?"
Xie Huai grabbed his sleeve and walked to the stone lion at the door, lowering his voice and saying, "I'm going to surrender myself to the princess and tell her the truth."
Cen Che was so angry that his eyebrows were throbbing. He pushed Xie Huai and said, "How dare you!" But he was afraid of angering the other party, so he could only soften his voice and said, "You come with me to see the princess, okay? But you can't talk nonsense, otherwise your Xie family will be in danger."
Xie Huai said "surrender" on impulse. Seeing the other party lowered his head, he sullenly agreed, "Then I will go with you to see the princess and hear what I want to see you about."
"Of course it's a good thing." Cen Che said with confidence.
The two men entered the inn, and the doorman, who had been instructed in advance, led the way for them.
The inn is big but not luxurious, and the items inside are a bit old.
Cen Che whispered to Xie Huai, "Later on, replace all the things in this inn with new ones for the princess. Don't be reluctant to spend the money, the title is more important."
Xie Huai nodded heavily with a sad face.
However, Cen Che's eyes lit up as he watched the girl he liked coming out from the moon-shaped door next to him from afar.
He hurried over to greet her, "Miss Hongque, nice to see you again."
Hongque took several steps back cautiously.
Suddenly a big white dog jumped out from behind the girl, its sharp teeth shining coldly, and bit Cen Che's wrist.
Hong Que cried out, "Dabai, no!"
The big white dog then retracted its white teeth, leaving only a faint tooth mark on the sleeve of Cen Che's wrist.
Cen Che was still in shock. At that moment, he thought he could not save his wrist.
He hates dogs!
As soon as he was free, he glared at the big white dog.
The big white dog suddenly let out a low growl from its throat and bared its teeth, as if it was going to pounce on him the next moment.
Hong Que raised her eyes calmly, "Master Xie, don't glare at Dabai. If I'm not around, it will bite you. From now on, walk around Dabai and don't provoke it."
Cen Che: “…”
Last time Bei Hui asked him to avoid Mr. Ye Xun when he saw him, and this time Hong Que asked him to avoid the big white dog when he saw him... He had no way out!
After saying this, Hongque took the big white dog away.
Today she was wearing a rouge-red quilted jacket embroidered with silver plum blossoms. A circle of snow-white fox fur at the collar framed her face, making her skin look whiter than snow, like a red plum blossom slanting out from the snow.
She had a gold-woven cotton skirt tied around her waist, and beneath the hem of the skirt she revealed a pair of small deerskin boots, the toes of which were stained with crushed snow.
The north wind blew by, and the wind blew into Hongque's sleeves. She did not close her sleeves, but raised her hand, and half of a gilded hand cage slipped out from her sleeve, with a hidden weapon hidden inside.
This was a gift Shi Anxia had given her specifically after the last accident. It could warm her hands and protect her in times of danger.
The big white dog followed beside him, its fluffy tail sweeping through the snow, swaying in a wide arc behind the red magpie.
It looked like a red magpie with a white tail, like an enchanting thousand-year-old demon.
From a distance, the man and the dog, red and white, are particularly eye-catching in this gray winter day.
Cen Che was so fascinated by the sight that he felt it was worth it even if his wrist was bitten.
"Brother, can you help me propose marriage?" Cen Che asked suddenly.
Xie Huai glanced at him coldly and said nothing.
The concierge lowered his eyes, took a few steps forward, and finally spoke, "I advise Fourth Young Master Xie not to have any thoughts about Miss Hong Que, otherwise you won't know who you've offended."
"Who did you offend?" Cen Che didn't understand for a moment, but then he seemed to understand, "Tang Xinghe?"
"General Tang is not someone you can address by his name, so please be careful with your words, Fourth Young Master Xie." The doorman had received ten taels of silver from Tang Xinghe, so he had to do his duty and protect Miss Hongque.
Cen Che thought of the arrow that had grazed his nose, and felt the pain again. The wound on the tip of his nose had not healed completely, leaving a scar.
Sure enough, this was the reason why he was arrested! He thought that it was because his status in the North Wing was not high enough that anyone could bully him.
And you're trying to steal his woman! This is outrageous!
If he were in Liang State, he, as a prince, could easily control the young general.
It's really like a tiger on a trapped horse being bullied by a dog!
While thinking, he saw the princess. Cen Che heard a shocking news.
"Your businessman friend Feng Ji is dead."
Cen Che didn't react for a moment, "Who?"
Shi Anxia glanced at Zhao Zhui who was sitting next to him.
Zhao Zhui mentioned the name again, "Feng Ji. A merchant who went to Wild Wind Valley for some reason. All his people were killed by the Wan people. When we arrived, we caught the perpetrators from Wan. Now one is in jail. The rest resisted and were all killed by my people."
Cen Che: “!!!”
My ears were ringing. Cen Ji was dead! The man who had been ambitious to do something big earlier, unexpectedly died in the North Wing.
He froze, his face pale.
Shi Anxia said, "This princess wants to use this matter to attack the people of Wan. If he kills my Beiyi people, this princess will not give up."
Cen Che: “…”
He felt his mind was in a mess, like a tangled mess.
He had to go back to Liang State and report this matter to his father.
The death of the eldest prince is a big deal. But the eldest prince died in Beiyi territory, and was killed by the people of Wan. Now Beiyi wants to attack Wan for the death of the prince of Liang...
Oh my god, what should he do?