Chapter 313
But Luolayata stood right in front of him, her eyes fixed on him: "Drink! If you don't, I'll make you cry!"
As she spoke, Luolayata and the several skilled black-clothed men behind her all revealed their weapons.
"..."
Nangong Li obediently drank the antidote.
Moments later, his strength returned.
As he prepared to leave, Luolayata stopped him: "Where are you going?"
"I'm going back!"
Nangong Li brushed the dust off his robes, his handsome eyes never lingering on Luolayata for a moment.
Luolayata was somewhat annoyed.
She frowned, casually drew the sabre from behind a black-clothed man, and held it to Nangong Li's neck: "If you dare to go back, I'll kill you!"
The sharp blade drew a bloody gash on Nangong Li's neck, but it didn't hit a vital spot.
If it were any other time, when he wasn't taking things seriously, he might have backed down.
But now, he was serious, and he was angry.
"Kill me! Alright, if you have the guts, kill me, come on, come on! I'm not afraid of you, come on!"
He shouted with all his might, the veins on his neck bulging.
The wound on his neck widened slightly.
Blood dripped onto his collar, staining his clothes.
"Nangong Li... you...!"
A hint of panic flashed in Luolayata's eyes.
"Clang!"
The sabre in her hand dropped to the ground.
By letting go of the chance to kill him, she had shown she wouldn't.
"Can I leave now? Princess!"
Nangong Li's voice was somewhat cold.
Luolayata had never seen Nangong Li like this.
"Go, go, go, you go, I never want to see you again!"
Luolayata's eyes turned red, and she turned her back.
At this moment.
The black-clothed men behind her also consciously turned their backs.
"Wuwu..." A crying sound was heard.
Nangong Li's steps suddenly halted.
He turned back and saw that the Southern Barbarian princess was actually crying.
Whether it was guilt or discomfort, he didn't know.
He inexplicably walked up to Luolayata and took out a white handkerchief from his sleeve, handing it to her: "Alright, stop crying. It's as if I, this prince, bullied you. Just now, you wanted to kill me, and I didn't bother with you, a woman, yet you started crying first."
Normally, Nangong Li was the best at coaxing people.
Surrounded by so many women, how could he get by without the skill to appease them?
But now, Nangong Li didn't use his usual flattering words for girls.
"It's you, it's you, you were fierce to this princess, you bullied this princess, that's why I'm crying!"
Luolayata glared at Nangong Li.
Nangong Li felt speechless.
Indeed... in front of women, there was no logic, and no matter who was right or wrong, it was always your fault!
"Alright, alright, I won't be fierce to you anymore, okay!"
Nangong Li patiently coaxed her.
He didn't know what had gotten into him.
He had spent an entire day with a foreign princess, acting foolishly.
It was all because this foreign princess wanted him to apologize, and the way to apologize was to accompany her to various restaurants for food and drinks.
Then, it was shopping, an entire street, walking and walking.
The black-clothed men following them became porters.
This was still bearable, but what was even more excessive was that the foreign princess wanted him to accompany her to a brothel!
Surrounded by five or six extremely ugly, fat brothel girls.
Nangong Li felt like killing someone.
He looked at Luolayata, who was sitting not far away, surrounded by several handsome men, with a dark expression.
He roared in fury: "Luolayata, I... I'm not done with you!"
A mouth that had eaten garlic, with a very strong smell, suddenly leaned in to kiss him.
"Ugh!"
Nangong Li gagged and spat it out.
Luolayata covered her mouth and laughed from the side.
From then on, the Sixth Prince Nangong Li never went to places like brothels again.
In the palace, in the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
Du Chun, dressed in white, sat at the desk.
Beside him, a maid served wine.
"Du Chun, it's been a while since I drank with you. Come, you accompanied me today, we won't go home until we're drunk."
On the dragon throne.
Nan Rongqi had changed out of his court attire, donned a yellow robe, and raised a wine cup.
Beside him, a young eunuch bowed to serve.
He was the current emperor, so he didn't need to toast, but today, in front of Du Chun, he made a show of it.
Looking at the wine cup, Du Chun did not pick it up. Instead, he looked coldly at Nan Rongqi: "Is Your Majesty so impatient?"
The arsenic mixed with the wine would not lose any of its effect.
"Hahaha!"
Nan Rongqi put down the wine cup and laughed heartily.
At this moment, guards were gathered around the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
Nan Rongqi's personal guards were also hidden in the shadows.
The trick of "poisoning" had been exposed.
Nan Rongqi, instead of being angry, smiled at Du Chun: "From the moment you pretended to surrender, I've been cautious. Do you think that by deceiving me into saying you are Bai Yicheng, the son of the Bai family, and that you want to personally deal with my sixth brother out of hatred, you would gain my trust, and I would completely believe you?"
Having said this, Nan Rongqi gestured to the eunuch beside him: "Come, bring my meritorious official here, let Physician Du have a good look."
After the head eunuch left and returned, a man followed him. The man was handsome and wore black robes.
As he walked past Du Chun, he glanced at Du Chun, said nothing, walked to the center of the hall, and knelt on one knee: "Your subordinate pays his respects to Your Majesty."
Seeing the man's appearance, Du Chun suddenly understood. He chuckled: "So that's how it is."
The man kneeling on the ground was none other than Yan Kuan, the eldest son of the Yan family.
Yan Kuan, who should have been working as a constable at the county yamen.
Nan Rongqi raised his hand, and Yan Kuan stood up.
He turned to look at Du Chun, still saying nothing.
"Young Master Yan, when did you switch sides? Or were you always the Emperor's man?"
The wine laced with arsenic on the table remained untouched.
Du Chun's eyes were filled with a smile.
But his smile was like ice shards, terrifyingly cold.
The moment he saw Yan Kuan, he realized that all of them had become chess pieces on the board.
But he wanted to clarify one thing.
"I have always been the Emperor's man, and our Yan family is loyal only to the Emperor."
Yan Kuan used veiled words to express his loyalty.
Nan Rongqi was very satisfied with his answer.
"We were careless."
Du Chun continued to smile faintly.
The wind blew in from the hall entrance.
It ruffled a few strands of his white hair.
The "we" he mentioned.
Nan Rongqi didn't quite understand who "we" referred to.
But Yan Kuan understood very well.
He turned around and walked up to Du Chun, picking up the wine for him.
He was very close to Du Chun, just inches apart.
"Physician Du, drink it, you have no choice!"
As he spoke, Yan Kuan leaned forward and, in a voice only the two of them could hear, he smiled and said, "The Emperor has already agreed to my terms. He said that once the situation is settled, he will hand Gu Qianying over to me, to be confined and enjoyed by me alone!"
"You deserve to die!"
Du Chun punched the table, his hand turning red.
He stood up and stared intently at Yan Kuan: "If you dare to touch her, I will never forgive you!"