thefictionvixens Chapter 101 Little Wuzi, are you... afraid of dying?
Chapter 101 Little Wuzi, are you... afraid of dying?
Chapter 101 Little Wuzi, are you... afraid of dying?
At night, the courtyard was so quiet that only the sound of the wind could be heard.
Wu Feng stayed with Li Yunrui until she fell asleep. Only after her breathing gradually became even and deep did he slowly remove the hands and legs that were draped over him and quietly slip out of the warm and fragrant quilt.
When he put on his clothes and went to the outer room, Chunmei was already waiting for him, holding his embroidered spring knife in her hands.
"I know you're good at light-footed skills." Chunmei handed over the knife, her voice low, "But this time—it might be a ninth-rank weapon, so be careful."
Wu Feng took the sword and nodded: "I understand. Take good care of His Highness. I'll be back in two hours at most."
Chunmei didn't say anything more, she just watched him turn and leave.
The door closed gently, and she went back to the inner room. Seeing that Li Yunrui was sleeping soundly, she reached out and tucked the blanket around her before retreating to the small bed in the outer room to lie down.
Not long after leaving the villa, Wu Feng channeled his inner energy and unleashed his Flying Willow Light Smoke Technique. He became like a weightless shadow, and in a few leaps, he scaled the walls of Yingzhou.
The forests outside the city were dark, and the night breeze was a bit chilly.
He stopped in the woods, looked up, and whistled.
Before long, a golden eagle glided down from the night sky, its wingspan nearly two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters), and it created a gust of wind as it landed beside him.
Wu Feng flipped over and leaped onto the eagle's back, patted its neck, and communicated with it: "Let's go, I'll show you the way later."
The golden eagle took flight.
From above, Yingzhou City lay silent beneath, with only a few scattered lights.
In less than fifteen minutes, the golden eagle flew over Shuangfeng Canyon.
Wu Feng landed it on the hillside on one side of Phoenix Ridge.
The wind at Phoenix Ridge was quite strong, making my robes flutter loudly.
The chirping of insects rose and fell, occasionally interspersed with the hooting of owls, which sounded somewhat eerie in the night.
Wu Feng closed his eyes and activated the Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix Secret Technique.
Soon, the nearby flocks of birds responded.
Owls and nightingales flew out of the woods one after another and landed on the branches around him.
Wu Feng used a secret method to communicate with them, sending the owl and nightingale to search carefully on both sides of the canyon to see if anyone was hiding in the mountains.
The flock of birds dispersed and disappeared into the night.
He then communicated with the other birds: "Have you seen any strangers here in the last couple of days?"
Half an hour later, the flock of birds responded.
No ambush was found.
Wu Feng frowned.
That's not right.
The nightingale and the owl flew back one after another, and one of the owls landed on his shoulder and gently touched his ear with its beak.
Wu Feng focused his senses and realized that there was indeed a group of people in the Phoenix Wing Plain opposite Phoenix Ridge.
But some nightingales said that the group had been there for a long time and were not newcomers.
This made Wu Feng's uneasy feeling even stronger.
The next stop is Luzhou, where a battalion of the Jiangnan Navy is stationed.
The turbulent section of the river where Yingzhou flows into the Yangtze is the last and best place to strike.
How could Emperor Qing possibly let him go?
Could it be that he was really frightened by what happened in Kyoto that night? Is he too busy worshipping the gods to pay attention to this?
Unable to understand this place, he instructed the flock of birds to keep a close watch on the canyon for the next few days, and to immediately go to Yingzhou City to find him if any strangers appeared.
Then we boarded a golden eagle and circled around the entire Phoenix Canyon.
There was indeed no one else.
Only after returning to the dense forest outside Yingzhou did Wu Feng instruct the golden eagle to remain hidden and await orders, while he used his lightness skill to return to the villa.
He first took a shower to wash away the chill of the night before crawling into Li Yunrui's warm and soft bed.
The next morning, after serving Li Yunrui breakfast, Wu Feng revealed the findings of his investigation the previous night.
After listening, Li Yunrui raised her delicate eyebrows slightly: "Nobody here?"
"That's right, apart from Wu Huai'an's men, I didn't see anyone else." Wu Feng poured her a glass of warm water. "I've checked Phoenix Ridge and Phoenix Wing Plain, and I definitely didn't see any ambushes."
Li Yunrui took the cup, but didn't drink it; instead, she rubbed the rim of the cup with her fingers.
She was wearing a light purple casual dress today, with delicate intertwined floral patterns embroidered on the collar, which made her neck appear even whiter and more rosy.
Sunlight streamed in through the window, casting a soft, gentle glow on her face.
"His Majesty will not let me off so easily." Her voice was gentle, but there was no smile in her eyes. "Even if he doesn't kill me, he should at least teach me a lesson."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chunmei walked in quickly, carrying a small bamboo tube.
"Your Highness, a message has arrived by carrier pigeon from the east."
Li Yunrui took it, opened the bamboo tube, and pulled out the paper strip.
As her gaze swept over the words, her expression gradually turned cold.
Wu Feng frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"
Li Yunrui didn't say anything, but handed him the note.
Wu Feng took it and his expression changed.
Huang Yi was stopped, and most of the men he was with died.
The letter said that the ambush occurred halfway to Yingzhou, and the enemy was obviously prepared.
"Your Highness, there's a traitor within your Junshan Society." Wu Feng crumpled the note in his palm. "Otherwise, our whereabouts wouldn't have been so thoroughly exposed."
Li Yunrui chuckled softly, a beautiful smile, but her eyes were icy cold: "I should have expected this."
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Wu Feng looked at her: "Since they sent people to stop Huang Yi, they're definitely going to make a move. But there's no ambush in Yingzhou—"
"Because they didn't plan to make a move in Yingzhou." Li Yunrui stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the ships coming and going on the river outside. "Or—their people have already arrived, but they're hidden too well, even you haven't noticed."
She turned around, her dark skirt brushing gently against the ground: "Chunmei."
"This servant is here."
"Pack your things, we'll leave at noon."
Chunmei was taken aback for a moment, but quickly realized what she meant: "Yes, Your Highness."
After Chunmei went out to make arrangements, Wu Feng walked up to Li Yunrui and asked, "Leaving today? Isn't that too hasty?"
"It's good that you're in a hurry." Li Yunrui raised her hand and gently stroked his cheek.
"Huang Yi has been stopped, and there's no point in me waiting any longer. It's better to leave now; perhaps—we can catch them off guard."
She was very close, her warm breath brushing against Wu Feng's face. Her alluring eyes were now wet, glistening with a sticky light.
"This time, the other side definitely has a ninth-rank expert." Her voice was low, her gentleness tinged with a morbid excitement. "And we—don't have a ninth-rank expert right now."
Her fingers slid from Wu Feng's cheek to his neck and gently pressed his Adam's apple.
"Little Wuzi," she looked at him, her eyes slightly upturned, "are you—afraid of death?"
Wu Feng grasped her hand, wrapped his other arm around her voluptuous waist, and pulled her closer to him.
"Your Highness, rest assured." His voice was steady and earnest. "Even if it's a ninth-rank official, I'll chop him to pieces."
Protect yourself and your child.
Li Yunrui trembled slightly, then slumped into his arms.
[Ding~ Mood value +180!]
She wrapped her arms around his neck, buried her face in his shoulder, and let out a satisfied, nasal hum.
"Hmm—my little Wu Zi is so good—"