Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 736 My Happy Life with the Princess

An hour later.

The clouds are light and the rain has stopped, the moon is shrouded in a veil.

The south wind blew through Prince Jing's Mansion, and an extremely bloated figure landed with the wind and stopped in front of Mu Shantang.

He was not actually fat, but because he was holding a person in his right hand and holding another person under his left armpit, and when he threw them to the ground, his figure reflected on the wall suddenly became slimmer.

"Sir, the man has been captured."

Zhao Heng struggled to get up from the ground and smoothed out the wrinkles on his dragon robe. His hair was messy, his face was disfigured, but his clothes could not be messy. If your clothes are not straight, how can you straighten your heart? If your clothes are not straight, how can you straighten your person?

Zhao Xun also held his stomach and straightened up, staggered back a few steps, took a few deep breaths, and then felt the pain in his abdomen ease a little. With hatred on his face, he looked at the disabled groom who ignored the threat of torture of killing nine generations of his clan and dared to use heavy hands on him.

"The most dangerous place is the safest place? Zhao Heng, was this your idea or Zhao Xun's? In fact, you and your son should be separated. I can only identify Zhao Xun. As a father, you can at least live a little longer if you are not by his side. You are still not cunning enough, not a hero enough."

The short rosewood couch where Zhao Heng worshipped Buddha and chanted scriptures was moved to the corridor. Chu Pingsheng was sitting on it in dishevel. The beauty on him was also in dishevel, with a blushing face and panting. It seemed that she had just been molested.

The husband said nothing, but the stepson was furious and shouted at the top of his voice, "Let her go!"

Zhao Xun still can't figure out why Lin Qing first read the green-covered booklet that could sow the seeds of infatuation in people, and was then attacked by Cuihua. Song Nianqing desperately stabbed him with the Earth Immortal Sword to kill him, and was ambushed by Wang Mingyin and Tujia. How did he survive?

The coachman was also very capable. I thought that facing a disabled person, there was no way the father and son would be defeated. However, he was captured in less than three moves.

"Just give Pei Nanwei to me honestly, and maybe you can live a few more days. Why do you have to struggle? Look at her, she knows how to deal with the current situation. She was struggling yesterday, but she stopped struggling today."

Chu Pingsheng shyly lowered his head, showing his beautiful chin that no one dared to look at, and leaned over to give him a kiss. Zhao Xun rushed forward angrily, but was kicked in the stomach by Lao Xu. He knelt on the ground with his hands on his stomach, twitching and coughing up a ball of clear gastric juice.

"You... dare to attack the royal family... wait... wait for the entire clan to be killed."

Old Xu looked at him coldly, as if he were a dead person.

"I don't want to tell Old Xu's story a second time." Chu Pingsheng waved his sleeves with Pei Nanwei's red lips printed on them, and two long swords fell in front of Zhao Heng and Zhao Xun: "You two fight, the winner lives, the loser dies."

Zhao Xun looked down at the cold sword in front of him that reflected the moonlight, and struggled to get up, his face full of hatred. It was obvious that the bastard Lin Qing wanted them to kill each other in front of Pei Nanwei: "Wang Xianzhi will not let you go."

Chu Pingsheng caressed Pei Nanwei's face and asked her a question: "Which one is more terrifying, Wang Xianzhi or the Zhao family of Liyang?"

"..."

"The number of times I torture you tonight depends on how well behaved you are."

"The Zhao... family should be a little more scary."

Chu Pingsheng said, "Did you hear that? She said that the Zhao family of Liyang is more terrifying than Wang Xianzhi. Don't you think it's stupid and ridiculous to use Wang Xianzhi to scare me, a rebel king who occupies a mountain and is determined to overthrow the Zhao family and change the dynasty? Don't worry, I will go to Wudi City even if he doesn't come to find me. I can't just cut the clone of the Green Emperor into a human pig and spare the reincarnation of the White Emperor."

Zhao Xun thought he was ridiculous. He couldn't understand what Green Emperor and White Emperor were.

Zhao Heng slowly lowered the beeswax Buddhist beads in his left hand and put them into his sleeve. He picked up the long sword on the ground under his son's shocked gaze and said, "It is the style of a gentleman to speak with conviction and act with sincerity. I will fight him with swords, and the winner can live. Do you really mean this?"

Chu Pingsheng rubbed his hands, feeling a little cold, and stretched his hands into Pei Nanwei's arms to warm them. She twisted and turned in his arms like a snake with its tail stepped on, but she had no way to escape. No matter how she said, "Please, no, let me go," he remained indifferent and continued to do as he pleased.

"Don't you just want a promise from me? Fine, I'll give you a promise. I won't kill the one who wins tonight, and my subordinates won't touch him, including Fire Kirin, Flying General, and the entire Xiangfan City. I'll also let Old Xu escort him out of the city safely."

The admiral of the navy, Wei Zhao, was dead, but the garrison commander of Xiangfan was alive. The first step of the plan tonight was Cuihua's sneak attack. Zhao Heng was worried about alerting the enemy, and with the previous experience of Lingzhou, he did not let the army intervene, but only ordered the garrison commander to wait outside the city. He thought Lin Qing was sad tonight, and even if something unexpected happened, the correct logic would be to suspect that he and Zhao Xun were hiding in the barracks. If they wanted to take revenge, they could only charge into the battle. Who would have thought that he and Zhao Xun were in the Wei family's haunted house, which was separated from the palace by a wall?

In the end, his plan backfired. Lin Qing saw the movements of the father and son clearly. What could he do now? Seeing them killing each other was indeed insidious, but it was better than dying together. As long as they left Xiangfan City and entered the military camp, their lives would be safe if Lin Qing and his subordinates did not take action.

Zhao Heng chanted the name of the Three Treasures, shook his long sword, and stabbed his own son. His cultivation was actually quite good, close to the second-grade junior master, but even if he had a weapon in his hand, he did not dare to attack the lecher who was flirting with the princess on the short couch.

Zhao Xun was different. He picked up the sword with the intention of dying with a bang, ignored his father's sword moves, and slashed at the couple kissing on the couch. Unexpectedly, Zhao Heng retracted his moves and moved to block in front of the couch, deflecting the sword in his son's hand and quickly pointed at his throat with an extremely fierce sword. Zhao Xun had no way to avoid it. He became ruthless, his eyes were bloodshot, and he swung his sword to chop down. Zhao Heng quickly retracted his sword moves, did not dodge but stuck his body close to him, and let Zhao Xun's sword pierce his throat. Blood immediately flowed out, and he dropped the sword and fell to the ground.

The Prince of Jing'an then came to his senses. Zhao Heng's help to Lin Qing in resisting was actually forcing him to draw his sword and die. Everything he did was for the sake of his survival.

"Father!"

With a clang, the blood-stained sword fell to the ground. Zhao Xun knelt down and crawled to Zhao Heng and picked him up. Zhao Heng wanted to speak, but his throat was blocked by blood. He could only stuff the beeswax Buddhist beads into his son's hand, hoarse a few times, coughed up a mouthful of blood, and died with his eyes wide open.

Zhao Xun knew what he wanted to say. He looked at the two swords on the ground, then at the bloody beeswax Buddhist beads on his palms. He slowly stood up, suppressed the endless anger in his heart, and looked at the devil who was caressing Pei Nanwei's hand and asking her how she felt about the man who always abused her dying at the hands of his own son, and said, "Lin Qing, it's time for you to fulfill your promise."

He secretly swore in his heart that as long as he could leave Xiangfan City safely and enter the military camp, Lin Qing would either hide in the city forever like a coward, or dare to leave the city, and he would avenge his father and tear the devil into pieces.

Chu Pingsheng patted Pei Nanwei's waist, took the bed sheet off his legs, and stepped aside. Chu Pingsheng stood up and said, "Of course I will send you out of the city as promised, but before that, I want to give you a surprise."

He raised his hand and a cloud of gray mist emerged, transforming into a human-shaped shadow in the air. Zhao Xun was immediately terrified: "Wei... Wei Wei?"

The light and the moonlight illuminated the ghostly figure, outlining a face in between the real and the unreal, which was almost the face of the man he had killed with his own hands.

The two of them usually went to brothels to listen to music together, and were close master and servant in the army. This person even saved his life in the battle at Chunshen Lake. Apart from his parents and his long-awaited stepmother, this was the face that left the deepest impression on him.

"Ghost, ghost."

Zhao Xun slumped on the ground. The beeswax Buddhist beads that Zhao Heng had rolled until they were shiny fell to the side. Seeing Wei Wei's ghost wandering forward with a distorted and roaring blue-gray face, he slapped the ground in fear and finally touched the fallen Buddhist beads. He picked them up and held them in his hand, tremblingly trying to break them. He kept shouting "Amitabha, Amitabha", but it was no use. Wei Wei's soul pounced and pierced into his body. The beeswax Buddhist beads fell again. His limbs trembled like a sieve, his facial features were distorted, and his eyes rolled up.

"You...you don't keep...your word."

"Why am I not trustworthy?"

Chu Pingsheng walked up to him, seemingly not noticing the fallen Buddhist beads on the ground. He stepped on them, and the beads burst into pieces. "Zhao Xun, you killed your savior and loyal dog's entire family, and then threw his body into a mass grave. The people in the Qing Party were afraid of being implicated and dared not help collect the body. If it were you, would you be resentful and hate Dou Niu? I couldn't stand it and wanted to help him. This is a good deed to save the souls of the dead. I promised Zhao Heng that I would not kill you, my subordinates would not kill you, and Huo Qilin, Fei Jiangjun and the people in the city would not kill you. But the person who killed you is not a human being. What should I do?"

Chu Pingsheng waved his sleeves at Old Xu and said, "Send him out of the city alive."

The groom stepped forward and grabbed Zhao Xun, who looked like an idiot. He put on coarse clothes and cloth shoes, and disappeared in the same way as when he came.

He sat back on the couch and hooked his finger at Pei Nanwei. The beautiful princess walked forward with a look of panic on her face. When she caught a glimpse of Zhao Heng's face with his eyes wide open, her legs went weak and she fell on his legs.

"Are you afraid of me, or him? Or both?"

He leaned forward, held her face and said, "Haven't you always wanted to kill Xu Xiao to avenge your father? What a coincidence, my groom, Old Xu, has the same idea. Come up with a good idea to torture him. I'll help you realize it, how about it?"

Pei Nanwei stared at him blankly. Few people knew her background. Even King Jing'an couldn't find it out. How did he know? She was actually a descendant of a powerful Western Shu. After Xu Xiao led his troops to destroy Western Shu, she went from being a noble daughter who was about to marry into the royal family to wandering around the world and becoming a drifter.

She approached Zhao Xun for two purposes: one was to change her current situation, and the other was to use Zhao Xun to get rid of Xu Xiao. Anyone with a little political sense knew who Zhao Chun was trying to deal with by letting Zhao Heng take charge of Qingzhou.

She turned her head and looked behind her. Zhao Heng was gradually turning cold. The blood flowing from his throat stained his bright yellow dragon robe. A prince, Lin Qing killed him without hesitation, and he killed him for fun and cruelly. Then what would be the fate of Xu Xiao...

Chu Pingsheng pinched her chin and turned back: "I'm tired of watching the drama of father and son killing each other. How about changing it to father and daughter killing each other? Guess who Xu Zhihu would kill if she had to choose between Xu Xiao and Xu Fengnian? These women who are willing to give everything for Xu Fengnian are disgusting, but also very interesting, aren't they? As a big devil, I like to make people make choices the most."

Pei Nanwei suddenly jumped up and hugged his neck tightly. In order to change her situation, she did not hesitate to join the Jing'an Palace. Now that Zhao Heng and his son were defeated and killed, she, a woman with no ability to protect herself but a beautiful face, had no choice at all. In fact, sometimes, no choice is better than having a choice. Without a choice, there is no possibility of regret.

Chu Pingsheng picked her up and walked towards the adjacent yard.

"I heard you're good in bed? Why don't you give it a try and see who will have to walk with the help of the wall tomorrow."

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(End of this chapter)