In the next second, he saw Liu Ruo Qing lying back down and closed her eyes, muttering nonstop.
"If you don't come and take me with you, I won't be able to leave. Come quickly, I feel like I'm getting harder and harder to leave. If you don't come and find me, we'll cut you in half …"
Her voice was very soft, but Yan Yuan heard it clearly.
He sat down beside her and looked down at her face, red with alcohol. He was so drunk that his heart ached and tasted it.
Her slender fingers brushed across Liu Ruo Qing's burning cheeks, and leaned in front of her.
"Was it also because of him that he drank like that?"
He had always been jealous of that man, the man who could make her cry for him, laugh for him, and get drunk for him.
He even felt that one day, when he met that man, he would cripple him with his own hands.
Liu Ruo Qing muttered to herself as a response.
Flipping over, his hand unwittingly rested on Yan Yuan's waist, and his long leg once again kicked the blanket onto the ground.
Following which, he fell into a deep sleep, just like that.
Seemingly feeling that he had embraced a very comfortable and good quality pillow, Liu Ruo Qing's face revealed a satisfied smile.
Yan Yuan was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
He took the blanket back and covered her with it again.
Since she liked sleeping on him like a pillow, she could just hold him.
immediately laid down beside her. The two of them faced each other, and he could still clearly feel the warm breath that came from her mouth, that smelled like alcohol.
His hand caressed her cheek with a touch of pity. His voice was somewhat hoarse. "Do you really want to leave that badly?"
The sleeping Liu Ruo Qing seemed to have heard his question, but she could not tell who asked it.
He could only reply in a daze, "Yeah …" I have to leave, I will kill Yan Yuan … "
The latter half of the sentence, made Yan Yuan's calm and obscure heart feel as if a huge rock had been thrown inside, which instantly stirred up a thousand layers of waves.
He suddenly raised his eyes to look at Liu Ruo Qing. He had never thought that she would answer him, nor did he think that she would give him such an answer.
He didn't know whether to be happy or depressed.
She was happy that the reason she wanted to leave him was not because of Liu Qian Xun, but him.
And what made him depressed was …
Yan Yuan frowned, looking at her sleeping face, he muttered: "Why does she think it will kill me?"
The doubt in his mind seemed to grow clearer.
It looked like, this time, he had to get Qi Feng to bring back some useful and reliable information from the xieqing.
He didn't want her to live a life of struggle and apprehension. Even if he was sure that she was the fake Liu Tian Xin, he only wanted her.
Qi Feng had already been in the xieqing for half a month. Counting the time, if everything went well, it was time to return.
He couldn't wait to return to the capital to see Qi Feng, so the feeling of impatience grew stronger and stronger.
The Kaiser was right. There were many things that he needed to clarify, escaping was useless.
He had already made up his mind long ago. If he were to subvert everything and protect her completely, then what was there for him to avoid?
Thinking about this, he immediately walked down the bed from Liu Ruo Qing's side and sent someone to the King Jing Palace to deliver a message. As long as Qi Feng came back, he would be ordered to come to the Huaxi Town to meet him.
Prince Sang Ji, who was sleeping in the next room, finally woke up after falling asleep for the whole afternoon.
There were many injuries on his body, the result of being chased and killed by the people Sang Luo sent over this past month.
Thinking back to what happened to him during this period of time, Sang Ji gnashed his teeth in hatred.
With great difficulty, he got off the bed. His injuries were too severe, causing his movements to be both slow and difficult.
He walked to the table and poured himself a cup of water, his arms trembling as he carefully observed his surroundings …
"Inn?"
He froze for a moment, then thought back to a patch of reeds outside the city where he had passed out.
At that time, that girl …
Sang Ji's eyes suddenly went cold, as a cautious light emerged in the depths of his eyes.
Who was she? What was she going to do?
Could she be in cahoots with Sang Luo?
Thinking of that, Sang Ji clenched the cup in his hand, the fierceness in his eyes became even more obvious.
After a while, his mood began to calm down. After some careful deliberation, he once again denied his guess.
Sang Luo ordered for his to kill him. If the girl was one of Sang Luo's men, she could kill him with a single slash since she found out about him.
There was no need for him to bring her into the city.
"Who could that girl be …"
Sang Ji held onto the teacup, and his brows knitted slightly.
Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps at the door, causing him to turn around in surprise.
After a month of hunting him down, his instinctive vigilance had instantly enveloped her entire body.
The person outside the door walked in. When Sang Ji saw that face, he was shocked speechless for a long time.
He even started to suspect if he was hallucinating because of his injuries.
"You're awake, Prince Sang Ji."
The person's voice brought Sang Ji back to reality from his shock. He put down the teacup in his hand, placed one hand on his chest, and bowed. "Prince Jing."
Sang Ji never thought that Easternum would appear in front of him, and he even felt lucky to have met his savior.
Since the Prince Jing appeared here, then the lady who brought him back must be related to the King Jing.
"May I ask Your Highness, why is I here?"
"It was This King's wangfei who brought you back from outside the city."
Yan Yuan did not try to hide anything and his eyes would unconsciously soften whenever he mentioned the word "wangfei".
"Princess?"
Sang Ji repeated the two words in a low voice, as he looked at Yan Yuan with a little more surprise, "Your highness, are you saying that the lady who brought Xiao Wang back is Crown Princess Jing?"
"Yes."
Yan Yuan nodded his head, "Your injuries are too severe, you still need to stay here to recuperate."
"Many thanks to your highness. Please thank esteemed wangfei on behalf of me, your highness."
Sang Ji bowed and kowtowed once again.
Yan Yuan nodded, looked at Sang Ji, and continued: "During this period of time, I have been sending people to search for the whereabouts of the prince, and have been fortunate enough to find Your Highness today, truly a fortunate event."
Sang Ji heard the key information from Yan Yuan's words, and astonishment once again flashed through his eyes. "Your Royal Highness, do you know what happened to Xiao Wang?"
"Yes."
Yan Yuan nodded his head and continued to explain, "This king only knows that the King's Sweat was used to kill the Heavens, and the rumors say that it was done by the Prince himself. The First Prince, Sang Luo, used his name as the surrogate King's Khan, and ordered a death sentence for you, Prince Sang Ji, Presumably, it is not only in the Turk Country, but also in the countries of the Central Plains that have sent many assassins to kill the Prince."
As Yan Yuan casually said these words, Sang Ji's expression became extremely ugly.
On that handsome face, there was a trace of intense grief, indignation and sadness.