sovbooks Chapter 195 Do you want to come with me?
Chapter 195 Do you want to come with me?
After Yuan Tiangang left.
Lin Chen took out a Dragon-Tiger Pill from his storage ring, popped it into his mouth and chewed it like he was eating a candy.
"Hua Tuo's alchemy skills are getting better and better."
Lin Chen muttered to himself, feeling a warm current rise from his lower abdomen, making his whole body feel more comfortable.
I glanced out the window; the east was already turning a pale white.
It's still some time before dawn.
I can work overtime a little longer.
He straightened his collar, pushed open the door, and walked towards the courtyard where Murong Xue lived.
As soon as I reached the gate of the courtyard, I noticed that the lights were still on inside the house.
"Not asleep? Or awake?"
Lin Chen was a little surprised, but without thinking much, he pushed the door open and went in.
Upon entering the room, they were stunned.
Murong Xue wasn't alone in the room; Lan Fenghuang was also there.
The two women leaned against the headboard, bathed in the dim candlelight. They were wearing nightgowns and their hair was loose, looking as if they had just finished a private chat in their bedroom.
Murong Xue was alright; she was her own wife, and she had seen all sorts of situations.
Blue Phoenix was different; the tips of her ears were so red they looked like they'd been dyed.
Upon seeing Lin Chen enter, she hurriedly pulled at the blanket, her eyes darting away.
"Husband?" Murong Xue spoke first, her voice tinged with surprise.
"Why are you here so early?"
Lan Fenghuang lowered her head and whispered, "Greetings, Your Highness."
Lin Chen stood at the door, his eyes sweeping over the two of them, a slight smile playing on his lips.
"That explains why the light was still on in Xue'er's room until now," he said, stepping into the room and closing the door behind him.
"So it's Miss Lan here too. What, did you get along so well last night that you couldn't bear to part and ended up sleeping together?"
Murong Xue chuckled, "Sister Lan kept me company while we talked until late, so I let her stay here to rest."
She paused, then looked at Lin Chen with her beautiful eyes. "Husband, is there... something you need?"
"Otherwise what?" Lin Chen walked to the bedside, sat down naturally, and looked at Lan Fenghuang.
"Miss Lan, what do you think of my suggestion?"
If you've thought it through, I wouldn't mind if you studied from the sidelines first.
That's quite blunt.
Murong Xue couldn't help but chuckle, lightly punching Lin Chen's shoulder: "You!"
Lan Fenghuang's face burned even hotter, but she didn't know where she got the courage, she actually raised her head and gave Lin Chen a flirtatious wink.
Although her flirtatious wink was a bit stiff, her gaze was still wandering.
"If Your Highness permits," she said, her voice low but each word distinct.
"I have no problem with it, but I'm afraid... Sister Xue'er will be shy."
Oh ho?
Lin Chen raised an eyebrow.
Is this a counterattack against me?
He coughed lightly and waved his hand, "Never mind, I've always been gentle and chivalrous towards women."
"Miss Lan, you should go back and rest today." She leaned closer and lowered her voice.
"I'll spend more time with you alone tomorrow night."
Lan Fenghuang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
She really had to force herself to say those words.
If Lin Chen really takes advantage of the situation, she doesn't know what to do next.
"Then I won't disturb you and Xue'er any longer..."
Lan Fenghuang grabbed her outer garment from the head of the bed and put it on. When she got up, the collar of her nightgown was a little loose, revealing a small patch of her fair skin.
Lin Chen glanced at it a couple more times.
Lan Fenghuang pretended not to notice, but the fingers tying her belt trembled slightly.
She put on her coat, smiled at Murong Xue, and said, "Sister Xue'er, I'll head back now."
"Take care, Sister Lan," Murong Xue said gently.
Lan Fenghuang bowed to Lin Chen again before quietly walking out of the room.
The door closed so quietly it was almost inaudible.
There were only two people left in the room.
Murong Xue looked at Lin Chen and said reproachfully:
"Sister Lan is still a young lady, she's easily embarrassed, how could her husband say such a thing!"
Lin Chen reached out and pulled Murong Xue into his arms, chuckling, "I've always been this direct, you know that."
He then lowered his head and kissed Murong Xue on the cheek. "Besides, if she really stays, would you be happy?"
"I..." Murong Xue leaned against Lin Chen's chest, her voice muffled.
"It's not that we don't want to, but Sister Lan knows us in the capital. We don't even have anyone to talk to on weekdays, so it's quite lonely."
Lin Chen's heart stirred.
He hadn't thought about that in detail.
"Let's talk about it later." Lin Chen hugged the person in his arms tighter.
"Time is tight and the task is heavy. It's almost dawn, so we need to hurry."
Murong Xue raised her head, her eyes curving into crescents: "What do you mean by a heavy mission... You make it sound like a war."
"It's just war, isn't it?" Lin Chen said seriously. "And it's a protracted war."
"Hate!"
……
Outside the window, the sky gradually brightened.
The faint sound of a rooster crowing could be heard in the distance.
The sounds of servants moving about in the Prince's mansion began, but they all moved quietly, afraid of disturbing their master.
In the study, Yuan Tiangang had already returned and was organizing the detailed records of last night's operation.
He sat at his desk, pen in hand, organizing a detailed record of last night's actions.
The handwriting on the paper was neat, and each point was clearly listed:
"At three-quarters past midnight, at the secret villa of the Cui family in the east of the city, seventeen people were captured and ten who resisted were killed."
"At the beginning of the hour of Chou (1-3 AM), all thirty-one spies from the South Vietnam were captured, and forty-three secret letters were seized."
"At the hour of Chou (1-3 AM), in the Ghost Market of the Western City... twenty-nine demonic cultivators and fugitives were slain, and fourteen were captured..."
After writing more than a dozen pages, Yuan Tiangang put down his pen and rubbed his temples.
I didn't sleep all night, but I'm still feeling alright.
Once one's cultivation reaches his level, going without sleep for several days is no problem.
But I kept a tight rein on myself.
Those sects in Zhongzhou will definitely not let this go.
When will they come? What methods will they use?
Yuan Tiangang thought for a moment, then picked up his pen and added a line at the end of the paper:
"It is recommended to deploy additional sentries within a hundred miles outside the city, focusing on areas where martial artists gather."
After he finished writing, he blew the ink dry and folded the paper neatly.
When Lin Chen arrives, I'll have to report to him in person.
He knew that Lin Chen was too lazy to look through the pages, and that his writing was just a habit.
……
At the city gate.
Liu Zhenshan stood by the wall, watching the imperial guards changing shifts below.
Half of the people dragged their tired bodies back, while the other half took over their posts with high spirits.
The sounds of clashing armor, footsteps, and hushed conversations mingled together, exceptionally clear in the morning air.
"My lord!" A young imperial guard ran over. "The prison says they're almost full and are asking if we can process a batch first?"
Liu Zhenshan frowned: "How was it handled? According to the prince's orders, those who should be killed were killed, and those who should be interrogated were interrogated."
"They say that more than 100 cases have been tried, all with conclusive evidence, and 80% of them should be executed according to the law."
"Then proceed according to the law." Liu Zhenshan said calmly, "At noon, at the West Market."
"Have the executioner prepare to send an extra team to maintain order and prevent the people from crowding together too closely."
"yes!"
The young officer turned to leave, but Liu Zhenshan called him back: "Wait."
"Is there anything else you need, sir?"
"Tell the executioner," Liu Zhenshan paused, "that after the execution, hang the head on the city wall for three days as a warning."
Let those who still harbor ill intentions see clearly what the consequences are for opposing the Prince.
"……yes!"
The imperial guards have gone far away.
Liu Zhenshan turned around and continued to look at the official road outside the city.
There were already a few pedestrians on the road, peddlers carrying loads, farmers heading to the early market, and a few horse-drawn carriages.
Seeing that the city gate guards had not yet withdrawn, they all lowered their heads and quickened their pace, not daring to look any longer.
Many people died last night.
But the sky in the capital was brighter than ever before.