Quick Wear: Plan to Save the Unrequited Boss

In Wen Huaiyue Palace, Wen Ling walked in and saw the teacup fallen on the ground.

Looking at Wen Ling who walked in, the anger on Wen Huaiyue's face subsided a little.

"How shameless! He is acting like that in Chongde Hall, right in the hall."

Wen Ling smiled and said, "I just detoxified you. The medicine you're taking now was also prescribed by me. The Queen Mother is quite good at burning bridges after crossing them."

Wen Huaiyue snorted and disagreed.

Wen Ling naturally knew what she was dissatisfied with Xiao Zhiyan for. She was dissatisfied that he was the child of Emperor Beizhao, and that Emperor Beizhao had killed Xiao Mohe.

"Xiao Zhiyan is not the son of the Northern Zhao Emperor."

Wen Huaiyue, who had originally turned away from her, suddenly raised her eyes to look at Wen Ling. Seeing that she was not joking, Wen Huaiyue was stunned.

Wen Ling handed her the medicine brought by the maid.

Wen Huaiyue took a bite and spat it out. His face was already wrinkled, and now it was twisted, making him look like an old bitter gourd.

"Why is it so painful?"

Wen Ling looked at her leisurely.

Wen Huaiyue choked, "You are so petty. If you really marry him, I'm afraid there will be chaos. Your harem will be in turmoil."

Wen Ling gestured for her to finish the medicine in the bowl.

"Marrying one is enough. After all, she is offering the entire Northern Zhao as a betrothal gift."

Wen Huaiyue was stunned again and looked at her in disbelief, "Just him?"

Apart from looking a little better, I don't see any extraordinary abilities.

Wen Ling ignored her, "As for you, your eldest daughter is now leading the upper and lower armies to completely surround the imperial city. You should have the leisure time to care about my harem."

Wen Huaiyue drank the medicine in the bowl in one gulp.

His whole face was twisted with bitterness. He really holds a grudge. How much coptis root did he put in it?

After hearing Wen Ling's words, Wen Huaiyue seemed indifferent and spoke.

"You're just a trapped beast in a cage. Trying to play a game of mutual destruction with you is a futile endeavor."

Neither of them spoke again. After a while, Wen Huaiyue sighed.

"I'm old now, I can't care so much anymore."

Wen Ling left after hearing this.

After Wen Zhi received the news of Buri's death, he mobilized all the soldiers under his command and surrounded the imperial city.

Zhou Han's 100,000-strong army is now stationed in Zhoujiaying, not far from the capital. The two armies are facing each other, and neither side takes the first step.

However, the people in the city stayed indoors every day and were in a panic.

As soon as Wen Ling left Wen Huaiyue, he heard Xiao Qi tell him that Xiao Zhiyan planned to go to Wen Zhi's camp under the cover of night.

Wen Ling yawned and decided to go back to sleep.

"Isn't Wenwen worried?"

Wen Ling fell on the bed. What a joke! How could Xiao Zhiyan suffer such a loss? He wanted to help her share her worries, and she was naturally happy to see it happen. She had been eating too much soft rice, and her bones were a little lazy.

But Wen Ling did not expect Xiao Zhiyan to cause trouble again.

Taking advantage of the night, Xiao Zhiyan had just left the palace, and before he could take the next step, he found that there was a little tail following him.

Looking at Xu Zhuoan walking out from the night, Xiao Zhiyan curled his lips playfully.

"Whatever you do with me."

Xu Zhuoan twisted his clasped hands helplessly, "What's the matter with you leaving the palace so late at night?"

It was obviously safer inside the palace, but he ran out of it. He was clearly brought back by his sister. It was so late at night when Nanchen was unfamiliar with the place. It looked suspicious that he left the palace at this time.

He knew that his sister liked Xiao Zhiyan, but he had a bad impression of Xiao Zhiyan. What if he was not a good person and was colluding with Beizhao's people? His sister would be in trouble.

Xiao Zhiyan's smile widened, and he stared at his nervous brows and found it a bit funny.

"Do you suspect I have ulterior motives?"

Xu Zhuoan pursed his lips and looked at him without saying anything.

Tsk, that's so stupid.

Xiao Zhiyan's lacquered eyes shone slightly, "Since you suspect I have ulterior motives, why did you follow me out? Aren't you afraid that I will kill you to silence you?"

Xu Zhuoan felt a chill run down his spine and took a few steps back, looking at him with fear in his eyes.

"Don't act rashly. There are guards guarding the city gate behind you."

Xiao Zhiyan raised his eyebrows, "Can't they stop it?"

Xu Zhuoan made a gesture as if he was ready to escape at any time, and his mind became active in the crisis.

"Then, your identity is exposed."

The smile on Xiao Zhiyan's face faded, and his eyes looked at Xu Zhuoan with darkness. Since he had followed him out, he might as well follow him to the end.

Xiao Zhiyan smiled and stepped forward to press his mute point before taking him away.

Xiao Zhiyan didn't let him go until they were far away from the palace. He took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands.

The acupoints were unblocked, and Xu Zhuoan took out a dagger from his sleeve and pointed it at Xiao Zhiyan with both hands.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

"You could speak louder."

Xu Zhuoan didn't understand what he meant, and then he saw a group of soldiers coming towards him.

Xu Zhuoan's eyes lit up and he waved at them.

"Here, here."

Seeing the soldiers coming towards this side, Xu Zhuoan looked at Xiao Zhiyan smugly.

"When we return to the palace, I will definitely expose your true colors in front of my sister."

Xiao Zhiyan crossed his arms across his chest, turned away with disgust, and opened his thin lips with a hint of sarcasm.

"idiot."

The two words were particularly clear in the night. Xu Zhuoan didn't understand why he could still be so calm.

Until the soldiers tied them both up, with the cold blades pressed against their skin at their necks.

"If you two dare to make a sound, you'll be in danger of your lives."

The leading general looked ferocious. It was the first time Xu Zhuoan encountered such a thing and his eyes instantly turned red. He looked at Xiao Zhiyan for help.

Doesn't he know martial arts? Why doesn't he take action?

Xiao Zhiyan ignored his gaze, lowered his eyes and pretended to be afraid, but a triumphant smile appeared on his lips.

The two were tied up all the way back to Wen Zhi's camp. On the way, Xu Zhuoan's eyes were red and tears were falling.

Xiao Zhiyan looked at him like this, with both pleasure and disgust in his eyes.

I was happy because he looked scared. Since I had followed him out, how could I go back without suffering some hardship? As long as no one died, it would be fine.

What she despised was how a man like this could have a place in A Ling's heart. He was of no help at all and only knew how to cry. He was so stupid and foolish.

Then he narrowed his eyes and looked at the leading soldier in front with joy.

When he takes Wen Zhi's head, A Ling will definitely like him even more.

The corners of his lips curled up, and his steps became lighter, not looking like he was being held hostage at all.

In the candlelit camp, the leading general asked Wen Zhi for credit.

Wen Zhi looked at Xu Zhuoan and Xiao Zhiyan in front of him and laughed out loud.

"Okay, okay. When I kill Wen Ling and ascend the throne, I will make you a first-rank general."

Wen Zhi looked at the two tied-up people with shining eyes.

"One is Wen Ling's latest love, the prince of Bei Zhao, and the other is the son of Wen Ling's mentor, with whom she had a childhood friendship."

They are all gentle men.

"You two are both dear to Wen Ling's heart."

Wen Zhi's tone was filled with evil excitement, which made Xiao Zhiyan feel really disgusted. He was the only one in A Ling's heart, and Xu Zhuoan was nothing to him.

He didn't like what he heard, so Xiao Zhiyan decided to let her die sooner rather than later. His eyes grew increasingly dangerous, and the silver needles in his hands tumbled, sure to kill with one strike.

"Tell me, if I use you to threaten Wen Ling tomorrow and only one of you can survive, who will she choose to save?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Xiao Zhiyan paused as he was flipping the silver needle.