HLnovel Chapter 203 "Xie Huaichuan, you'd better not break your promise."
Chapter 203 "Xie Huaichuan, you'd better not break your promise."
Thousands of miles away, Xie Yong didn't know Wen Hemian's true character. During his brief visits to Beijing, Wen Hemian was always taciturn, so he only now realized that this was a beautiful woman with a cold heart and a vicious tongue.
The little emperor was lucky to have the support of such people.
Xie Yong was speechless because of her blocking, and said bitterly: "...Of course not."
"Then please move aside, Your Highness Prince Jia." Wen Hemian sneered. Seeing that he didn't move, he slowly took out a yellow token from his arms and said, "Perhaps you should obey my order when you see this?"
In order to avoid emergencies, a token has always been kept in the royal family of Dazhao, which can be used to carry out the emperor's orders in special circumstances. However, it has only been used twice since the founding of the country. After all, the emperor would not easily hand over such power to his subjects.
The emperor was suspicious and power was dazzling, but it didn't work on Wen Hemian.
As early as when they talked about it, Xie Lang handed the token to her without hesitation, in order to deal with emergencies.
Wen Hemian didn't want to use it, but unfortunately, he had to use it in the end.
When Prince Jia saw what she was holding, he was also shocked. He waved his hands at the people behind him in a somewhat aggrieved manner, "Come on, make way for Lord Wen."
"Your Majesty..."
His subordinates didn't understand why they had to give way in the end when they were clearly there to block the road. However, after receiving a gloomy warning look, they immediately shut up: "Yes."
The road was not wide, so after they made way, Wen Hemian did not continue to talk nonsense with them. He signaled Qi Liangsheng to take the men first, and he stayed behind to cover the rear.
Xie Yong didn't seem to intend to give up just like that. He followed them with his men, and the group spoke in low voices.
"Your Highness, she is not the little emperor. Why should we be polite to her? Wouldn't it be better to capture her directly and threaten Prince Huailing and the others?"
"Idiot!" Xie Yong glanced over and said, "Didn't you see what they were holding? Can your flesh and blood block it?"
Xie Yong knew that the little emperor must have hidden something, but he didn't expect it to be a new type of musket. If they hadn't been prepared in advance, they wouldn't know how to deal with it.
Fortunately, it was successful. The little emperor disappeared, and the rest depends on his fate.
"Besides... the thing in her hand is enough to stop me from being criticized. I must get it no matter what."
Xie Yong felt that Wen Hemian was a little too arrogant to actually reveal his cards at this time. So don't blame him for being rude!
"Oh." The subordinate nodded, not quite understanding.
Not long after, the group arrived at the camp where Xie Lang had previously stayed briefly.
They sent a letter first, and the person who came to pick them up was Zhou Ting.
"Lord Wen."
Zhou Ting saluted Wen Hemian without saying anything, then looked at Prince Jia and the others, frowning, "Lord Wen, do you want to let them in?"
Wen Hemian nodded: "Let him in first and find someone to keep an eye on him."
Like a dog-skin plaster, Wen Hemian wanted to figure out what Prince Jia was trying to do.
Prince Jia brought about twenty people with him. Just count them like this. Zhou Ting was not afraid that they would cause trouble, so it was better to let them in. Anyway, he had disliked this man for a long time, so maybe he could find a reason to arrest him.
Thinking of this, Zhou Ting sneered: "Come in."
Prince Jia smiled slightly, not caring about his attitude, and leisurely led his men into the camp.
Wen Hemian turned over and got off the horse, landing steadily on the ground. She covered her mouth and coughed: "Tell me about the current situation."
The two men walked towards the main tent while talking in low voices.
Zhou Ting nodded: "Your Majesty has been missing for a few days. There are not only our people in that mountain, but also people from the barbarians. I don't know whether Prince Jia is involved, but the situation is not optimistic."
Wen Hemian frowned: "Didn't find any trace?"
Zhou Ting looked solemn and shook his head. "It snowed too much. After a few days, even if there were any traces, they would have been buried long ago. Moreover, the mountain was not stable after the bombing. Any noise would trigger an avalanche, and our people would be unable to move. Your Majesty and the others brought enough dry food. If nothing happens, they should be able to hold on for a few days. It's just that..."
There is no commander in chief in the army, and this commander is the emperor. If something really happens, it is better if the army is demoralized. I am afraid that the princes will take advantage of this to stir up chaos.
Wen Hemian understood everything Zhou Ting didn't finish saying.
It is precisely because of this that she chose to come here without hesitation. No matter what, she wanted to know what Xie Lang’s current situation was.
The two of them lifted the curtain and entered the main tent. Wen Hemian took a look at the furnishings inside and finally found a familiar smell. She looked serious and ordered, "Keep looking."
"Also, I have talked to Prince Jia before. He should already know the current situation, but I think he has other plans, so he has not taken any action yet."
"I don't know anything about marching and fighting. The deputy general Qi who came with me this time is my father's capable subordinate. You can discuss anything with him. You can use my subordinates as you like."
Wen Hemian spoke with almost no pauses as he gave orders one by one, which calmed the people who had been anxious for several days.
Zhou Ting clasped his fists and accepted the order: "Yes."
Wen Hemian nodded slightly. After two days of traveling, the fatigue between his eyebrows finally showed, and he looked a little haggard.
Seeing this, Zhou Ting sighed inwardly: "I will lead people to complete everything you ordered, Lord Wen, take a good rest."
"Thank you."
Because of Wen Hemian's arrival, the camp became inexplicably much more stable. The elite troops she brought with her could play a huge role both in searching and on the battlefield, greatly alleviating Zhou Ting's pressure.
After riding a horse for so long, even though her body was much better than in her previous life and she had some martial arts skills, she would feel sore all over once she relaxed.
Night falls.
After Wen Hemian finished reading the messy battle reports on the table, his head began to throb with pain, perhaps because of too much cold wind during the day, as if someone was chiseling it with a small hammer, and his eardrums were shaking and ringing.
She didn't hold on, luckily she had pills with her, and after dinner, she drank them with warm water, barely suppressing the nausea in her heart, and finally got up and walked to the bed and sat down.
As soon as I lay down, I was enveloped by a familiar and peaceful atmosphere.
It can be imagined that Xie Lang should lie here to rest most of the nights.
Wen Hemian was in a low mood. She thought she could control herself, but she found out that the so-called restraint was all lies when it came to this kind of thing.
The tent was empty and the long night was unbearable.
She suddenly felt some empathy for Xie Lang, how he missed her and suffered every day and night during those three years.
He walked alone for three years.
"You've taken advantage of me in advance..." Wen Hemian closed her eyes, feeling uncomfortable and sweating on her forehead. She couldn't help but clutch the quilt tightly, "Xie Huaichuan, you'd better not break your promise."