A rebellious minister forced me to be a foolish king

Chapter 871 Uncle's Message
At that time, the knight in the bamboo hat held a whip in one hand and pulled out a long sword with a cloth tied to the sword guard from his waist with the other hand, and slapped her face with the frost-white sharp blade.
"How dare a little girl break into a men's gang?"

His tone was sarcastic, and from this angle one could see a slight beard on his chin underneath his hat.

But the hands that held the sword and the whip were white and slender, which did not match the age of his voice. The joints were clearly visible and the veins were bulging. Even the nails were carefully trimmed, and they could be described as delicate hands.

As soon as the man finished speaking, Yuan Wuyou angrily raised his leg - to kick the sword out of his hand!
While his sword-holding hand was numb from her kick and even his whip-holding hand had loosened, she took two steps back and untied the whip from her wrist. The next moment, she picked up the sword at her feet that had just been whipped away by his whip.

Mi Qinlin, who was standing aside, felt his heart in his throat when he saw Yuan Wuyou with her hands tied, fearing that she would suffer a loss. But then he heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that she was like a loach and he couldn't catch her at all, and the situation was reversed in an instant.

The knight in the bamboo hat in front of him was not in a hurry. He used the tip of his shoe to scoop up the sword that was kicked away by her on the ground, and reached out steadily to catch the scabbard that he had scooped up.

Just as she was about to chop him with the sword, he swung his sword to block.

As soon as the two of them started fighting with swords, Yuan Wuyou found that his sword blocking method looked somewhat familiar, until another sword hit her face. What came before the sword energy was a fragrance wrapped in the damp and cold rain.

Yuan Wuyou actually smelled the scent of camellia on his cuffs?
It was connected in just a moment.

She suddenly said with surprise, "It's the Yuan family swordsmanship! Ah!"

The next moment, a round bead popped out from his fingertips and hit Yuan Wuyou on the forehead. She cried out in pain and raised her hand to touch her forehead, "Did it leave a dent?"

The man spoke up: "Don't scare yourself, that was a ball I took out of the camellia on the road, I'm just a little stronger."

Yuan Wuyou was very familiar with the voice this time, it was the kind of beautiful voice with a cold and rhythmic tone.

Yuan Wuyou blurted out: "Uncle?"

At the same time, the knight opposite also raised his hand and took off his hat, revealing a little cinnabar red on his snow-white forehead. His phoenix eyes were beautiful and sharp, and the upturned corners of his eyes added a bit of charm.

Yuan Wuyou's eyes were filled with surprise, "Uncle? Is it really you?"

"Oh, you recognized your uncle at first sight this time?"

Yuan Ranxi chuckled softly, his voice was clear, sharp and pleasant, completely different from his slightly bearded face, with a hook at the end.

"Heh, last time we met, you almost kicked your uncle off the tower. You are such a heartless person... You lost your memory and that's all, but you forgot why your uncle is afraid of heights."

There was complaint in his words, but his tone was not complaining at all, but rather revealed a deep helplessness.

Thinking about the past few years when he lost his memory, Yuan Wuyou suddenly felt extremely aggrieved and sad.

She then remembered that Yuan Ranxi was not afraid of heights and always took her to play climbing walls and flying over rooftops, for which the uncle and nephew had been scolded by the empress since they were young. But three years ago, before she lost her memory, she was disfigured and blinded, and almost died at the hands of She Youyu.

At the critical moment, it was Uncle Ranxi who jumped off the city wall holding her, dragging his injured leg, pretending to be her, and diverting the pursuers. But he entrusted her to Silly Roe Deer to take her to Mobei, and that’s how she escaped.

Now that his memory has been restored, Yuan Wuyou only feels guilty towards him.

Thinking of this, Yuan Wuyou could no longer suppress her excitement and ran to him quickly! She stretched out her hands, imagining throwing herself into her uncle's arms like she did when she was a child, but then she realized that she was no longer a child and had to pay more attention to the order of seniority and the separation of men and women.

She put down her hand awkwardly and looked up at the handsome uncle in front of her.

"Uncle, is your leg okay?"

Yuan Zizhu was stunned for a moment before realizing that she had remembered something, and her brown eyes lit up instantly.

"You...recovered your memory?"

"Yeah." The girl in men's clothing looked calm and did not mention a word about the hardships she had endured in the past three years. Yuan Zizhuo resented her but also felt sorry for her.

But when he saw the fake beard on her philtrum and chin, Yuan Zizhu couldn't feel sorry for her.

With so many complaints stuck in his chest, Yuan Zizhu just said calmly:

"My legs are fine, but I have a problem with my lumbar spine. It hurts when it rains or it's cloudy."

Yuan Wuyou's eyes were moist, "It's all my fault..."

Yuan Ranxi was stunned for a moment, then immediately waved his hand and said with a smile, "Oh, it's not a big deal. Uncle has suffered a lot of injuries over the years. Don't take it to heart."

"I will definitely be filial to you in the future!"

"That's not necessary. I don't lack a daughter."

Yuan Wuyou suddenly remembered that it had just rained today, so he subconsciously walked closer to his uncle in a straw raincoat and stretched out his hand to him, "You came out right after the rain, aren't you here to save me? Is your waist hurting? Can I massage it for you?"

The niece was very respectful, but Yuan Zizhu was not worthy of being her uncle. She subconsciously took a step back and raised her hand to stop him, "Why do you need me to rub you? You're so clumsy that you might break my bones again."

"Oh." Yuan Wuyou had to withdraw his hand awkwardly, but still had the question in his mind.

"By the way, why is my uncle here? Is he here to help me?"

Yuan Zizhu held a bamboo hat in his hand, raised his eyes slightly, and said nonchalantly,
"Of course not. I'm here to get information about Wudang. I'm leaving now."

"Then... can you help me get into the Wolong Gang?"

"No."

"what?"

Seeing her frustrated look, Yuan Zizhu had no pity at all, only satisfaction, "I know who you are here to save. I hate that guy and I want to kill him. Of course, his brother Yuwen Xiaobo also asked me to tell you not to save him."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Wuyou glanced at Yuan Zizhu and said suspiciously, "How is this possible? The two brothers would not say such a thing. Uncle, are you speaking in a sarcastic way? This is a matter of life and death!"

Yuan Zizhu narrowed his eyes and snorted, "Girl, why are you looking at your uncle with such a squinting look? How dare you question your uncle in such a tone? Those are the brothers' original words. When did your uncle become so mean?"

At this point, he suddenly raised his thin lips and let out a sarcastic laugh, "I thought so. When they asked me to pass on the message, I felt it was strange. It turns out that they were trying to make me the bad guy by playing hard to get from you."

Yuan Wuyou didn't understand his self-mockery, he just said with a firm look, "Thank you uncle for the message, I know what's going on."

"I see you don't know what's going on. By the way, I'm afraid that Dangxiang Khan is also involved in Bai Lan's fight against Wudang. He has evil intentions, so you must not trust him."

Having said that, Yuan Zizhu sighed, raised his hand and poked her fair forehead, speaking earnestly with eyes full of compassion.

"Uncle can only... jump off the city wall for you one more time, because uncle's old life can only be used once."

"Yes. I won't let my uncle risk his life for me again. I will respect you well in the future, take care of you in your old age, and take care of your excrement and urine by your bedside."

Yuan Zizhu laughed and spat, "Get lost!"

The niece then obediently said she would get out of here, and left with the Qiang man who was accompanying them.