flstandardbreds Chapter 366
Chapter 366
Nalan Jingwen felt that Rong Hengyu was completely unfamiliar with him, as if he had never known him before.
Perhaps sensing Nalan Jingwen's gaze, he looked at her, his phoenix eyes revealing no emotion.
Pei Yunche stood in front of Nalan Jingwen, blocking their view, his expression tense, and said loudly:
"If you want to touch her, you'll have to step over my body first! If you don't kill me today, I will definitely kill you tomorrow!"
Faced with Pei Yunche's stubborn resistance, Rong Hengyu didn't even glance at him, his gaze passing over him and staring straight at Nalan Jingwen behind him.
Nalan Jingwen grasped Pei Yunche's hand, pulled him behind her, and brought them into eye contact.
"I can go with you."
"But you must let him go."
"no!!"
Pei Yunche gripped her hand tightly, looking flustered.
Rong Hengyu was not pleased by her words. Instead, his eyes darkened, his thin lips were pursed, and he remained silent.
After a long silence, he spoke: "You want to protect him?"
"You care about him?"
Nalan Jingwen loathed him and sneered, "If I don't care about him, why would I care about you?"
Perhaps it was the intense disgust in her eyes that was so glaring that Rong Hengyu was momentarily stunned.
But he quickly returned to normal, his expression cold. "Pei Yunche is guilty of plotting to rescue the rebels, so he probably won't be able to leave."
Nalan Jingwen's expression hardened, and he gripped the Thousand-Thread Blade in his palm, aiming it straight at Rong Heng's jade-like face.
"Since you refuse, there's nothing more to say."
Rong Hengyu dodged to the side, and the surrounding soldiers swarmed forward. Nalan Jingwen was now only skilled in fancy moves, and his hands and feet had not recovered. He was in great pain with the slightest movement and quickly fell into a disadvantage.
What Nalan Jingwen didn't expect was that Rong Hengyu actually knew martial arts!
She had been with him for so long, so intimately, always whispering sweet nothings, yet she had never discovered that he was skilled in martial arts!
She had checked Rong Hengyu's breath and pulse, and they were no different from those of an ordinary person. So where did he get his martial arts skills from?!
"Don't hurt her."
A cold voice came, and the originally sharp blade changed direction, grazing her cheek and leaving a shallow bloodstain.
Pei Yunche's eyes instantly turned red, and his expression became ferocious.
"Rong Hengyu! Are you really this heartless?!"
Rong Hengyu looked at the two people resisting in the crowd without saying a word. Just as Nalan Jingwen was exhausted and knelt on one knee, about to be captured, a large number of people rushed in from outside. They were extremely fast and rescued the two people in the crowd in an instant. Nalan Jingwen didn't even see clearly before he fell into a soft embrace. He was on a soft cushion with a sweet fragrance.
Cool fingers, carrying a fragrant breeze, caressed the scars on her cheek, and Chang Sheng's charming voice rang in her ears, "Is Young Master Rong planning to kill his wife?"
Rong Hengyu's expression turned cold as he looked at the person who had suddenly appeared. When he saw Nalan Jingwen leaning against the other person's chest, a murderous intent flashed across his eyes.
Before Rong Hengyu could speak, Changsheng stroked the strands of hair at Nalan Jingwen's temple and said with a coquettish smile, "It's just that you're too late. She's mine now. If you want to touch her, you'll have to get past me first."
He paused, his eyes sweeping over the group of people in front of him with disdain. "But these people you brought probably wouldn't last a single move against me."
"Or are you going to take action yourself?"
Nalan Jingwen knew that every man around Changsheng was highly skilled in martial arts, which was why he was so fearless. However, the men Rong Hengyu brought were also quite strong, but they couldn't even last a single move against Changsheng's men.
Changsheng seemed to know Rong Hengyu and even knew about his strength, so Changsheng knew from the beginning that Rong Hengyu was Yuan's man.
Nalan Jingwen looked at him, originally thinking that Rong Hengyu would not let him go and would take action himself, but unexpectedly he stood still without making a move, staring intently at Changsheng, his eyes filled with a dark storm.
A pair of cool hands covered her eyes, blocking her vision and shutting everything out. The fragrance at the tip of her nose became stronger again, and Changsheng's voice fell softly into her ears.
"Sister, why are you looking at him? Look at me instead."
Nalan Jingwen frowned, but did not brush his hand away.
A soft laugh rang out, followed by a feeling of weightlessness. Rong Hengyu seemed to have no intention of making a move. The surroundings were quiet, and he simply let them leave.
Nalan Jingwen lowered his eyes, a heavy feeling in his chest.
Rong Hengyu deliberately let them leave. With her current strength, she wouldn't last three moves against those soldiers, but they were locked in a stalemate for nearly half an incense stick's time until Changsheng arrived...
As soon as he left Changsheng, he lay on top of her, his chest rising and falling slightly. Nalan Jingwen could clearly hear his panting; he looked very weak, and anyone who didn't know better would have thought he was the injured one.
The hand covering her eyes remained on her face, and Nalan Jingwen, lacking strength, simply let him do as he pleased.
I don't know how much time passed, but then I felt light and saw the light again.
Nalan Jingwen blinked, adjusting to the bright light, without making a move.
After a while, they sat up and saw a wooden house surrounded by flowers and plants. Unlike their previous dilapidated wooden house, this one was full of life and looked very comfortable.
Pei Yunche carefully lifted her down, ignoring Changsheng standing to the side, and went straight into the house.
Changsheng was helped out of the sedan chair and walked into the house to sit down. He watched as Pei Yunche carefully placed him on the bed, a strange look flashing in his eyes.
Pei Yunche squatted down, rolled up Nalan Jingwen's trouser leg, and examined him carefully. Nalan Jingwen held his hand and gently shook his head.
"I am fine."
Pei Yunche looked at the wound on her face, his eyes reddening with heartache. "I'll go find you some ointment." With that, he got up and went out.
Upon hearing that he had left, Nalan Jing turned to the person in the room and questioned, "Do you know Rong Hengyu?"
That familiar tone made it impossible not to recognize him.
Chang Sheng propped his head up with one hand, his long eyelashes trembling slightly upon hearing this, and he hummed in response.
"Speaking of which, he is an old acquaintance."
Nalan Jingwen frowned. "So you knew about their plan all along?"
Changsheng propped his head up and looked at her. "It wasn't exactly early on. I met him when I was serving as Nangong Yu'an's strategist."
At that time, he never expected that Rong Hengyu would know Nangong Yu'an.
“I warned you before, your husband is no ordinary person.”
Nalan Jingwen suddenly remembered that when Rong Hengyu brought 'A Nian' to Xuzhou to find her, 'A Nian' either hid by Xiao Congyu's side or followed Rong Hengyu. At that time, she only thought that they were more dependent on Rong Hengyu because they had spent a lot of time together.
'A-Nian' even said things like Rong Hengyu was very capable, which is what she thought at the time...
So, at that time, Changsheng was reminding her?
"Who exactly is Rong Hengyu?!"
Although he tried his best to conceal his martial arts skills, she still noticed something familiar about them, as well as Yuan's attitude towards him...
Yuan is not the kind of person who can restrain his killing intent towards mortals.
Chang Sheng slowly straightened up, his voice soft and distant, "Have you never considered that there might be someone in the Divine Realm who hasn't yet shown their face to you?"