Fu Wenci frowned: "I heard from my brother that you were kidnapped. I came all the way from the capital to find you. How could I go to find His Highness the Crown Prince?"
"Since it is the eldest brother who is here, the second brother has taken your identity and followed His Highness the Crown Prince?" Lingchan ignored his lies and asked herself, "This is not okay. The second brother has not worked hard in martial arts since he was a child. Can he control your group of rough sergeants from the border?"
Fu Wenzhang, who was disguised as Fu Wenci, was particularly shocked. He said harshly, "What are you talking about? I am your second brother!"
"You grit your teeth when you're nervous, but my second brother doesn't."
"...Much smarter than when I was a child." Fu Wenci silently relaxed his molars and muttered in a low voice.
Lingchan slapped Fu Wenzhang's chest in a funny voice and said in a brisk voice, "I've always recognized him! I was playing with you before!"
Fu Wenci couldn't help but think of their youth. Lingchan was always well-behaved and obedient. They tricked her into leaving the Hou Mansion. She held Fu Wenci's hand with one hand and followed them behind, acting as his brother's little tail.
Her smile is as sweet as a glutinous rice ball, tender and soft. Everything she sees is new, she likes everything, and she wants to try everything.
He and Fu Wenci took turns running errands for her and bought products from every store on the street.
He remembered that Lingchan loved Zhang Ji's white sugar cakes in winter and Qingpingfang's fish breasts in summer. She was a woman and couldn't go in, so he ordered him and his second brother to buy them. Every time, he had to hold his nose and endure the strong taste of Qingpingfang. The fragrance of powder...
Thinking of these interesting childhood stories, Fu Wenzhang couldn't help but curl his lips, causing Chan to ask in confusion,
"Brother, what on earth are you doing here?"
"Of course I'm here to protect you," Fu Wenzhang looked at the sister in front of him with soft eyes, showing a rare tender side, "How can I rest assured that you are here alone?"
"There's nothing to worry about. Tantai was fine with me." Lingchan explained with a smile.
"He dared to humiliate you like this in front of me today!" Fu Wenzhang frowned. He stretched out his hand to pull Lingchan, "Come home with me!"
Lingchan took a step back and avoided his palm.
Fu Wenzhang was stunned.
Under the cold moonlight, Lingchan's delicate face was flawless, plain and indifferent, as if she were a jade Guanyin.
Heartless and ruthless, indestructible, not allowed to be desecrated, and does not need anyone's protection.
"Brother," Lingchan said, "I have something I want to do."
I have things I want to do.
I am not a baby bird who needs shelter from the wind and rain, a weak flower unable to protect itself, or a dodder that must cling to a big tree to survive.
The attitude of taking a step back is a clear rejection.
…
There are many trees here, tall and leafy. Except for the plants in the camp that had been pulled out by the guards, there were still a large number of trees surrounding it, densely covering people's sight.
When I was in Tantai, I saw Lingchan and Fu Wenci tugging at each other among the intertwined branches and leaves.
He had been standing here, watching with cold eyes, watching Lingchan raise her face and smile brightly and sweetly at Fu Wenci in the moonlight, so happy and lively.
When they were in Tantai, they couldn't hear what the two said. They could only see that the atmosphere between them seemed to be cold and stalemate for a while. Then Fu Wenci picked up Ling Chan and took her away by force, regardless of Ling Chan's struggles and beatings.
"Tsk, tsk," Tantai Shi applauded. As he uttered his voice, the torches on the edge of the forest lit up one by one. The orange light danced on his face, which was strange and ghostly.
"Running thousands of miles, riding alone to save people, how can brothers and sisters with such a deep friendship have disputes? Please don't start a fight. After all, I am still in the hands of a traitor like me."
Under the firelight, the figures in the woods were covered with shadows, and many people were ambushed.
Fu Wenci held Ling Chan in his arms and angrily shouted: "Blatantly kidnapping the imperial concubine! Your Highness, Prince An, don't want your title, your fiefdom, and your clan identity!"
"What use do these things have to me?"
Tantai Shi didn't want to waste any more words with him, so he directly ordered someone to subdue Fu Wenci.
Fu Wenzhang has strong martial arts skills. Although he cannot defeat all the guards by himself, he is more than capable of escaping from the encirclement with Ling Chan. However, he is pretending to be Fu Wenci now, and Ling Chan is not willing to go with him at all...
He resisted twice symbolically, until he imitated the unskilled Fu Wenci.
Fu Wenci was tied up and dragged away by the guards.
Lingchan was the only one left in the spacious camp.
Tantai Shi approached her step by step, "You promised me during the day, and then you regretted it at night?"
He always seems to be soft-hearted towards Lingchan.
The heart that was as tough as bluestone that had been trained in the deep palace was like soft tofu when it came to Lingchan, letting her poke a hole in it.
When they met for the first time, under the vermilion city wall, he did not order Chan to shoot her on the spot. This was the most hopeless mistake he had made in eighteen years.
From then on, it was one wrong step after another.
Seeing Lingchan getting close to the prince, she was unwilling to accept it. Like a peacock with its tail open, he tried every means to attract her attention. During the Lantern Festival, he childishly snatched her away and left her for an insignificant person.
At that time, he was still thinking about Xie Linyu's family background and wanted to compete with the prince for the throne.
High-spirited and reckless.
But now, thanks to the girl in his arms, he is a bereaved dog.
His father was disgusted and implicated his mother and concubine, so he left the capital in despair.
How could he be willing to do so?
So he pretended to obey and launched a brazen attack.
Tantai thought about how to torture Lingchan thousands of times in his mind.
Remove the skin and bones, and cut the corpse into thousands of pieces? Too bloody.
Cut off the face, disfigure the face, break the limbs? Too brutal.
It's better to cut off the tendons of her hands and hamstrings so that she can't go anywhere and can only be a beautiful puppet in her arms.
Tantai was very satisfied with this plan.
On the first day after Lingchan was kidnapped, he held a sharp knife and gently slid it across Lingchan's wrists and ankles.
Lingchan closed her eyes and slept deeply, but her body seemed to be reacting to the crisis. Wherever the cold knife tip scratched, goose bumps appeared in large swaths, and the hairs stood up one by one.
So cute.
The warm fingertips of Tantai kneaded the bumpy skin.
The cold and pale ankles, as white as porcelain, were stained with the temperature and color of Tantai.
He put Lingchan's feet in his hands like a fascination and couldn't put it down, playing with them.
The knife in his hand fell to the ground at some point.
He was smitten with her and lost his mind.
On the outside, he still looks well-dressed, majestic and arrogant, but on the inside, he is already in a mess, and all his pride has been severely trampled to pieces.
"Why don't you say anything?" Tantai walked up to Lingchan, took her white wrist, put it to her lips and kissed her. As his lips and teeth opened and closed, the thin skin on Chan's wrist felt a bright sensation. heat,
"If you don't defend yourself, you will lose such a beautiful hand."
