Bring Me Away, City of Devastation, Scheming for a Wife in a Prosperous Era, Five Promises of Love

  Actually, with his promise, she felt relieved in her heart, and could hear his sincerity, and even, there was a hint of emotion in his words.

  The indifferent war god could make her anxious, and she was satisfied.

  "Infatuation..." She gently pushed his palm, her small hand withdrawing from his: "You don't care, I do."

  A lifetime of facing him would only make her spend a lifetime remembering the time Feng Chenye bullied her, she's only sixteen now, she still has a great life ahead of her, to say something selfish, she doesn't think she should sacrifice her lifelong happiness for the grudges between them.

  "Don't bother me anymore, you go your way...hmm—"

  She opened her eyes wide with a clear and transparent gaze, but at the bottom of her eyes was an expression of disbelief.

  He... pressed his lips against hers, stopping her from continuing!

  It was just an instant, and the nine sounds were completely overwhelmed by his powerful aura.

  Never knew she actually liked him that much, in just a few short days of being together, he was already deeply buried in the deepest part of her heart.

  Or perhaps, from the moment he threw down the crescent moon knife under the city wall for her, a tender heart had already fallen into his trap.

  She has lived for so many years, who has ever treated her like this? For her sake, he is afraid that even if he returns to Western Chu in the future, he will be left with a reputation that will last for thousands of years. Even if everyone is willing to acknowledge his achievements, this stain will never be washed away in this life.

  Regardless of whether she likes it or not, loves it or not, Jing Cheng's heart towards her is true.

  She closed her eyes and proactively pulled his neck, pulling it tightly.

  The giant's palm fell on her waist, also embracing her tightly.

  "Take me away, city." No matter how strong she was, it was just a disguise. She didn't have the determination to make everything seem insignificant.

  She didn't want to stay here anymore, didn't want to stay by Feng Chen Ye's side, and didn't want to be his tool for venting anymore.

  She just wants to be with the people she cares about and live a quiet life together.

  Zhan Qingcheng stared at her for a moment without blinking, staring tightly.

  Actually, Jiuyin's words had already caused her to regret them the moment they left her mouth. This request was nothing but a source of trouble and torment for Qingcheng at this time.

  He can't do anything else except accompany her through the tough times with a worried heart.

  She let out a light breath, covering up the disappointment in her eyes, and forced out a faint smile, saying softly: "I was just casually talking, don't mind..."

  "I'm taking you away, now!"

  As soon as the words fell, he suddenly got up from her body, turned over from the bed, rummaged through a wooden box beside him to take out something, then took down the long sword hanging on the head of the bed, and only then did he look back at her.

  She just sat on the couch, staring blankly at herself, and even the clothes that he had untied for her hadn't been tied back up. He rubbed his eyes, placed the long sword on one side of the large couch, sat down beside her, and helped her tidy up her clothes.

  "Nine, we may not be able to escape from him this time. If we are brought back, you must tell him that everything was my doing, and that you were willing to be his woman, never thinking of leaving him... do you understand?"

  Jiǔ yīn didn't say anything and had no reaction at all.

  Zhan Qingcheng raised an eyebrow and looked at her, saying softly: "If you can't escape successfully, be sure to remember my words."

  After adjusting her clothes for her, he hung a dagger that came from nowhere on her waist, then buckled it on her wrist, and picked up his own long sword, taking her who was still in a trance-like state to the window.

  He casually picked up the teapot on the tea table and threw it out of the window. After a loud crash, Jiuyin seemed to see a black shadow flash by under the night sky outside, but when he turned his head again, there was no trace of it left in his ear.

  "It's just a night watchman stationed in the backyard." Zhan Qingcheng explained, "Feng Chen didn't send anyone to keep an eye on us, that was just someone responsible for guarding the backyard, don't be afraid."

  Having said that, he didn't care if Jiu Yin was afraid or not, took a deep breath and directly pulled her out of the window.

  "Overturning the city..."

  Zhan Qingcheng made a silencing gesture to her, Jiu Yin hastily covered her mouth and didn't dare make any more noise, but she was still worried in her heart.

  Qing Cheng's pipa bone was sealed and couldn't circulate her Qi, once she circulated her Qi, it would hurt her own meridians, she didn't want to see him take risks for herself.

  What she said earlier was just a momentary impulse, now after the impulse has passed, she regrets it.

  But he actually took her words seriously.

  Now the two of them have successfully passed through the backyard and are rushing towards the direction of the back mountain, whatever she says is superfluous.

  Never thought that Qing Cheng was really willing to take her away, all of this, just for her...

  Tears slid down her face uncontrollably as the two of them entered the forest, and she finally couldn't help but throw herself into his arms, sobbing.

  He hastily stopped in his tracks and pulled her into his arms, looking down at her tear-stained face with a look of surprise. "What's wrong? Was I walking too fast, are you feeling unwell?"

  He had forgotten that last night, Feng Chenye had made her suffer a lot. He was in such a hurry to rush on the road that he completely ignored her physical condition and didn't think about whether she could bear it or not.

  "Don't be afraid, I'll carry you." Before Jiuyin could react, he casually hung his long sword at his waist, kissed her forehead, and squatted down in front of her: "Come on, Jiuyin, hurry up."

  Since he has decided to escape, he must really escape. Now is a moment when every second counts and no time can be wasted.

  Jiuyin was taken aback for a moment, then leaned against his broad back.

  He carried her on his back as if she were weightless, still taking steady and swift strides into the depths of the dense forest.

  Jiuyin stretched out her hand and climbed onto his shoulder, on his back, a sense of security she had never felt before.

  At this moment, she only felt that she was the happiest woman in the world. Even if Feng Chenye would take her back and torture her cruelly the next moment, she didn't care anymore.

  There was once someone who had been so good to her that even if she were to die, she would no longer feel any regret.

  "Qīng chéng..." She buried her face in his shoulder, softly and slowly murmuring: "I like you, Qīng chéng, I really, really like you."

  The tall figure of Zhan Qingcheng hesitated for a moment, then lifted his feet and continued walking, ignoring him.

  As his wife, she likes him... it seems quite normal too.

  Although, even he couldn't say clearly why his heart suddenly beat wildly like a drum after hearing her confession.

  As for whether he liked her... Since she was his wife, he thought, he must have liked her.

  Even if he doesn't like it now, he will definitely like it in the future. In this life, he will only like his own wife.

  ……

  Feng Chenye stayed in his room all day today and didn't take a single step out.

  At dusk, when Qing Yi was delivering food to him, he was still behind the desk, flipping through account books, looking very focused.

  The eunuch arranged the dishes and stood aside with his head bowed, saying respectfully: "Your Majesty, please have your meal."

  For the past few days, Jiuyin has been in charge of serving his meals, but since returning to her room at dawn today, she hasn't taken a single step out of her door until dusk when she went to Zhan Qingcheng's bedroom.

  At noon, Qingyi was still hesitant about whether to call Jiuyin to serve Wangye's meal, but Wangye had no instructions, and he also felt sorry for Jiuyin in his heart, so he tried to serve Wangye himself.

  Fortunately, Wang Ye didn't say much and even had dinner delivered himself.

  Feng Chenye closed the account book and looked up at him, suddenly saying: "What about that female slave?"

  "Replying to Your Highness, Ninth Sister has been sleeping since she returned to her room this morning and only woke up at dusk. She just followed General back to the room."

  He said the last sentence very softly, fearing that Wang Ye would be unhappy. After all, Jiuyin is now Wang Ye's person, but she is still with the general, and it is unknown whether Wang Ye will be angry about this.

  The general's actions here are also beyond his control, he wants to take the Ninth Girl back to her room, unless the prince orders him to stop, otherwise he dare not stop him.

  Jian Fengchen remained silent, pursing his lips, and Qing Yi was quiet for a moment before saying: "Unless, I'll go get her to come over and serve the prince's meal?"

  "It's all right." Feng Chenye stood up and walked towards the table.

  Qing Yi busied herself preparing his meal and brought the bowl and chopsticks in front of him.

  Looking at the dishes on the table, he remembered that Jiuyin used to taste poison for him every time. Feng Chenye's hand holding the chopsticks paused unconsciously, and his mind flashed back to her crying in pain beneath him last night, and his heart felt a bit complicated.

  It seems there's a hint of pity...

  Qing Yi had been paying attention to his expression, seeing that his face was uncertain and didn't know what he was thinking. After pondering for a while, he asked in a low voice: "Your Highness, I think Jiuyin girl is no longer suitable to go to the general's place, or else I'll bring her over."

  Some things may be that the king himself does not want to say personally, then he takes the initiative to say it is no harm.

  He thought that Wang Ye might also be concerned about this matter, but he couldn't bring himself to admit that he was concerned about a female slave.

  He didn't want to, but Feng Chen glanced at him with a slight raise of his thin lips, drawing out a hint of disdainful smile: "What? You think that after I've had my way with her, I'll be unable to forget about her?"

  Qing Yi didn't speak, and how could he possibly guess what was on Master Yi's mind?

  Although he has been following him for more than a decade, he still can't see through him completely.

  As his subordinate, he didn't need to see through everything about Wang Ye, as long as he completed his orders in a timely manner when Wang Ye needed him.

  Feng Chenye's gaze fell back onto the table, his eyes wandering aimlessly, indeed with an attitude of not caring: "The deeper her feelings for Zhan Qingcheng, the better. The deeper their emotions, the more painful it will be when they part ways."

  "Your Highness..." The young woman in green slightly raised the corner of her eyes, glanced at him, and couldn't tell whether the smile on his lips was genuine or fake.

  Is this really what he has in mind?

  The king's feelings for the general, although not entirely clear to him, could be guessed to some extent. He didn't know why the king hated the general so much, but he knew their relationship, just not what had happened between them.

  However, these are none of his business, and if he inquires further, it would be overstepping.

  Since the king didn't stop him, he shouldn't be entangled again either.

  She looked out of the window and saw that although the sky was already dark, it still had a clear and sunny atmosphere.

  "He said warmly: 'Your Highness, looking at the sky, we can set off early tomorrow morning.'"