Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Alliance of Rivals
Is that him?
He really came to save me.
Zhan Xinglan forced her to open a slit, and the injury on her back had already made her eyes lose focus.
Fu Xuanlin saw that her hair was scattered and her face was pale, and his heart was full of hatred and pain.
This is similar to the woman he saw for the first time who conjured up countless colorful butterflies and smiled brightly.
He took a step first, gently supported Zhan Xinglan, let her lean into his arms, and wrapped his hands around her waist to untie the rope for her.
The white, slender wrists were ribbed with thick hemp rope and crimson blood.
Wen Renzhuo half-knelt on the ground and called out to her softly.
"Zhan Niangzi, Zhan Niangzi."
After a while, Zhan Xinglan's consciousness gradually cleared.
She frowned and shook her head, finally seeing the person in front of her.
"Lord Wang? Ahh β
Zhan Xinglan almost cried, and the fear of being almost violated still lingers.
"It's okay, no one will bully you." Wen Ren gently brushed the scattered hair on her forehead behind her ears.
Fu Xuanlin took in this action and frowned slightly.
He saw Zhan Xinglan looking at Wen Renzhuo with a smile, and hurriedly held her arm and said, "Let's go, I'll take you home." β
Wen Renzhuo was never to be outdone, and immediately supported her on the other side.
Zhan Xinglan nodded.
She endured the pain in her back and tried to stand up with their arms, but she couldn't do anything.
"What's wrong with you?"
Fu Xuanlin asked with concern.
Zhan Xinglan said with some embarrassment: "Legs, it seems to be numb." β
"I'll carry you back."
Fu Xuanlin and Wen Renzhuo said in unison.
The two looked at each other, and the smell of gunpowder between them even smelled Zhan Xinglan.
For the sake of world peace, Zhan Xinglan hurriedly smiled: "No, no, I'd better go back." β
Fu Xuanlin didn't give her this opportunity, bent down without saying a word, and hugged her.
"Huh, huh."
Zhan Xinglan rose into the air with a covered face.
She had to hug Fu Xuanlin's neck tightly and look at him with wide eyes and stunned.
"His Royal Highness King Ling, I don't actually need to ......"
Fu Xuanlin stared at her with a very serious look, and choked back the second half of her sentence in a daze.
"A patient should be like a patient. Hold on tightly, in case you fall, it's not good. β
King Ling: What's wrong?
Could it be that he ...... to me?
Zhan Xinglan had a little joy in his heart, and hugged him closer, completely ignoring the disappointed look of the person who heard it.
Fu Xuanlin just hugged Zhan Xinglan and walked out of the abandoned armory in full view of everyone.
Li Qingchen, who was hiding on the eaves, saw this scene and quickly withdrew his gaze.
He obviously has the most powerful intelligence network in the whole cold country, but he is always one step behind Fu Xuanlin.
"The Pavilion Master is safe and sound, retreat!"
A group of black-clothed men stepped lightly on the tiles and flew away.
In the courtyard, Ding Weiping and Si were firmly tied and knelt on the ground.
Fu Xuanlin's dark eyes exuded a chill, "Baili, bring these two people back for interrogation." β
"Yes."
"Wait a minute." Zhan Xinglan stopped loudly, "Ding Wei and Pingsi were the victims of the Weiwei Temple ink corruption case five years ago, don't use force against them, it's okay to hand them over to me?" β
"Then let them confess to the mastermind behind the scenes, and then hand it over to the Ming State Mansion to deal with."
"My subordinates understand."
Two hours later, Zhan Xinglan, Fu Xuanlin and Wen Renzhuo returned to the Ming Kingdom Mansion in the same carriage.
The people's discussions along the way were unbearable, mostly saying that Zhan Xinglan had been defiled after being kidnapped.
What's more, it is Zhan Xinglan who is not in order to be targeted by gangsters.
The innocent girl was insulted, so she should hang herself so as not to disgrace the family.
Zhan Xinglan had long expected these rumors.
What's more, the theory of victim's guilt has long been ingrained in the minds of the ancients, and she is not surprised at all.
"You don't have to care what people say."
Fu Xuanlin noticed her low air pressure and comforted her.
"Whether I have been humiliated or not, I am no longer innocent in the eyes of the world. According to their words, no one will dare to marry me in the future. β
"If no one marries you in the future, then the king will be a good person to the end, and marry you as Princess Ling."
Fu Xuanlin's words were so casual that he directly stunned Zhan Xinglan and Wen Renzhuo.
"Isn't the prince afraid that I will be really humiliated and no longer be an innocent daughter?"
She didn't know that Fu Xuanlin had already gone through countless worst results in her mind countless times this night.
"This ......"
As soon as Fu Xuanlin opened his mouth, Bai Limo outside the carriage interrupted him.
"Lord, lady, the Mingguo Mansion has arrived."
Their conversation was forcibly interrupted and they had to get out of the car first.
Zhan Bofeng and her two brothers waited at the door early.
As soon as she got out of the car, Zhan Bofeng stepped forward and rushed over with tears in his eyes.
"Lan'er, where are you hurt? Let my father see. β
"Father, I'm fine."
Zhan Xinglan looked at Zhan Bofeng's appearance, and suddenly felt a sour feeling in his heart.
The father's love she had never felt before, the small pure land that was missing in her heart, was now all filled with Zhan Bofeng's fatherly love.
Zhan Nanjing draped the robe she had prepared in advance over her body.
Zhan Mobei bent down in front of her with his back to her.
"Come, Lan'er, the second brother will carry you back."
Zhan Xinglan saw that the people around her cared so much for her, and her tears burst instantly.
Before, she was worried that no one would find out that she was lost, but now that she thinks about it, it would be too unconscionable.
"Lan'er, why are you crying? Are you scared? β
Zhan Bofeng wiped away her tears in distress.
"I'm fine, second brother, I can go by myself, you can get up quickly."
"Your injuries haven't healed yet, Zhang Siyao said that you have to recuperate. Your second brother and I can't do anything else, I still have the strength to do this. Come on! β
Seeing him like this, Zhan Xinglan no longer shirked.
She was sent back to Wangshu Pavilion by Zhan Mobei, and there was also a group of Ming Mansion guards outside Wangshu Pavilion.
Ming Fu Wei is the best elite soldier trained by Zhan Bofeng himself, and it is not a problem to fight one enemy and one hundred.
Now he has come to her as a nursing home, which is really overkill.
Zhu Huan cried all night, and when she saw Zhan Xinglan return safely, she almost fainted from crying.
"Oh, okay, okay, if you cry again, my Wangshu Pavilion will be flooded."
Zhan Xinglan's eyes were also slightly red, and he held Zhu Huan's hand and patted it gently.
"In the future, the servant must be in good spirits, and he will never let this happen again."
"What a silly girl. I heard that you were stunned by the incense last night and hit your head again, does it still hurt? β
Zhu Huan shook her head vigorously, as long as the third lady of her family is safe and sound, it doesn't matter if she makes her kowtow and bleed.
Zhan Mobei silently closed the door.
A group of people exited Wangshu Pavilion.
"Thank you, Your Royal Highness."
Zhan Bofeng bowed to Fu Xuanlin very respectfully.
The brothers from the north and south behind him also saluted.
"Grandpa Guo, two Langjun, please hurry up. This king is just doing his best, if it weren't for Zhuo Langjun to come to inform, this king would not be able to rescue the three ladies smoothly. β
Fu Xuanlin suddenly looked at Wen Renzhuo very friendly.
This confused Wen Renzhuo, when he was on Dongshan before, wasn't he still-for-tat with himself?
"The old man is here to thank Zhuo Langjun."
Zhan Bofeng and the two brothers bowed to Wen Ren again.
If they knew that Wen Renzhuo happened to encounter this incident in the middle of the night by climbing over the wall, I am afraid it would not be the attitude they have now.
"I heard about it in the next place, I met the Duke of Ming, and I saw two Langjun."
Smelling people's spirits, the youthful spirit on his body is very similar to that of Zhan Bofeng when he was young.
Zhan Bofeng had a good impression of this young man in his heart.
Fu Xuanlin said with a straight face: "Ming Guogong, this king has caught two gangsters, and he has already learned from their mouths what this king wants to know. These two people were the victims of the Weiwei Temple corruption case, and it was inconvenient for the king to intervene, so the rest was handed over to the Duke of Ming Guogong to deal with. β
"The old minister understands."
"So the king left first."
"Congratulations to His Royal Highness King Ling."
Fu Xuanlin bowed slightly, and by the way, he pulled Wen Renzhuo away.
As soon as he came out of the Ming State Mansion, he shook off Fu Xuanlin's hand.
"King Ling, you and I don't seem to be familiar to this extent."
"Naturally, this king actually has something to ask for, and it's inconvenient to talk in the Guogong Mansion, so why don't you go and have a glass of wine together in the spring breeze?"
Seeing Fu Xuanlin's sincere eyes, he had no choice but to nod his head as an agreement.
When he was young, the carriage of Lingwangfu stopped at the door of Xiaochunfeng.
The two went up to the private room on the second floor together, and Bai Limo was guarding the door.
"If King Ling asks for anything, just say it." Smell the people and get straight to the point.
Fu Xuanlin was unhurried, and filled Wenren with a cup of osmanthus brew.
"His Royal Highness Seven has come all the way here, and this king should also do his best to be the landlord's friendship, this osmanthus is mellow and fragrant, and the entrance is strangely fragrant, so you may wish to taste it."
Hearing this, his face immediately changed, and his eyes became sharp.
"What the hell do you know?"
Fu Xuanlin smiled and filled himself with a glass of wine.
"This king knows far more than His Highness the Seventh thinks."
"You knew who I was? Then why didn't you arrest me and dedicate it to Emperor Jing to invite merit? Aren't you afraid that I'm here to find out the information? β
"Su Wen Seventh Highness is free and easy, and he doesn't like the battle in the palace city the most, presumably the Seventh Highness ran out secretly. What's more, Su Han Dunli has always been well water and does not interfere with river water, so why did this king arrest the Seventh Highness and cause unwarranted contradictions? β
Fu Xuanlin's eyes seem to have a ability to see through people's hearts.
"I don't understand this, my guards and I are helpless in the capital, what can I help King Ling?"
Fu Xuanlin suddenly sat upright, looking at him sincerely.
"This king wants to ask His Royal Highness the Seventh to protect Zhan Xinglan during my absence."
Hearing this, people were confused, this guy was competing with himself openly and secretly, how could he make such a request at this time.
"I don't quite understand."
"In a few days, the king of Japan will go to Hebei Province for disaster relief, this is a long way to go to the mountains, even if the king has the ability to go to the sky, he can't take care of Zhan Xinglan in the capital. Yesterday, His Royal Highness Seventh saluted the king for her, and this is the only thing, and the king will know that you are sincere to her. β
"I thought that if you liked her, you should hate me for being close to her."
Wen Renzhuo teased.
"Actually, this king already has someone he likes, but she was lost by me."
Fu Xuanlin lowered his eyelids and remembered the picture of Cheng Xing beside him, which was a beauty he hadn't had for many years.
"When I first met Zhan Xinglan, her smile and brightness on her body were exactly the same as that person. That's why I care so much about Zhan Xinglan, I've already lost that person, and I don't want Zhan Xinglan to suffer any more harm. β
Wen Renzhuo was a little angry when he heard this.
"Zhan Xinglan is Zhan Xinglan, she is not anyone's stand-in."
"You're right, but I once thought Zhan Xinglan was her. But ......"
But Cheng Xing is a man, Zhan Xinglan is a daughter, they can't be the same person.
Fu Xuanlin didn't say the second half of the sentence, and continued: "I just hope that Zhan Xinglan is good, isn't it the same for His Highness the Seventh?" β
Of course, this is the same as he is.
"Naturally, it is very rare to find a woman as resolute, cute and interesting as Zhan Xinglan, and it is my biggest gain from coming to Beijing to know her."
"Then His Highness the Seventh agreed?"
"I promise you. However, I have no power and no power in the capital, how can I protect her? β
"The two gentlemen of the Ming Guogong and the Zhan family are busy with their own affairs, and it is difficult to take care of Zhan Xinglan, so I bother His Highness the Seventh to visit her more during her recuperation, and don't let her add new injuries in vain, as for the rest, I have my own way."
"Okay."
The two of them reached an agreement as they raised their respective wine glasses and touched each other.