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Chapter Ninety-Five: Reunion with Xiao Mo

  The two of them walked away with an air of disdain, while Yuwen Cheng was furious to the extreme behind them. His face twisted in a fierce scowl as he glared at Langya Wang's back, his fists clenched and his teeth gritted in anger.

  At this time, a guard walked behind him and asked in a low voice: "Lang Jun, Chen Shi is still stuck there, do you want to?" In order to scare Zhang Gui, they found an excuse to intercept Chen Shi who came to the banquet at the palace gate for a while.

  Yuwen Chengqing's face turned cold as he ordered: "Let them enter the palace."

  "Yes!"

  The King of Lanling walked with Zhang Yi for a few steps, feeling that her footsteps were getting more and more difficult, and he couldn't help but slow down his pace.

  He lowered his head and looked at Zhang Qi's legs apart, walking with a frown on her brow, and suddenly reached out to hug her.

  Zhang Qi was startled, and after a low cry, her watery and charming eyes looked at him, saying anxiously: "This won't do, can't enter the palace like this." Who would dare to hold a woman in their arms when entering the palace?

  The King of Lanling looked down at her and said, "You rest for a moment first."

  Should he just hold himself like this and rest in mid-air for a while? Zhang's face turned red, and she said softly: "They will laugh at you."

  Seeing Lanling King's nonchalant attitude, she said in a low voice: "Even if we return to the Qi State, there will still be people who will make something out of this."

  The King of Lanling just chuckled softly and said, "This is easy." He turned his body, holding Zhang Gui, and asked the inner attendant on one side, "Where can I change clothes?"

  "The king of the county asks you to follow me."

  Under the leadership of the inner servant, the two came to a place decorated with luxury and fragrance. The handmaid who was holding the powder, perfume, and new clothes was dismissed. He put Zhang Qi on the couch in the ear room, washed his hands clean, squatted in front of her, and untied her waistband.

  Just as Da Shou's hand had barely covered it, a pair of small hands tightly covered his. He lifted his head to see Zhang Gui's face burning bright red. Seeing Lang Ling Wang looking at him, Zhang Gui lowered his head and muttered: "I'll do it myself."

  The King of Lanling did not force him. He took out a medicine bottle from his bosom, "Add more on top." After saying that, he tactfully walked out.

  I didn't expect him to even carry medicine with him. Zhang Qi lowered her head. After applying the medicine powder to her swollen and painful private parts, she slowly got out step by step.

  Outside the door, Langling Wang was gazing at the distant horizon. Standing with his hands behind his back. The wind blew up his ink-black hair and long gown, making him seem as if he were about to take flight on the wind.

  On both sides of the gate, a group of beautifully dressed maidservants were present. At this moment, not one of them noticed Zhang Yi's approach, as they all stared intently at Prince Langling, their expressions dazed and infatuated.

  Zhang Qi hastened her pace and arrived at Lang Ling Wang's side, seeing him frowning with a look of impatience. She quickly said: "I'm fine."

  He looked down and said, "Can you still move?"

  "En." As soon as this word came out, Zhang Qi's body became lighter. She was once again being held in the arms of Prince Langling.

  He was tall and had long legs, holding Zhang Gui's hand and walking in big strides. Before long, he disappeared into the darkness. The maidservants stared blankly at his receding figure, and after a while, a voice whispered, "If I were her, I would die immediately..."

  The King of Lanling walked very slowly, as if he wanted Zhang Gui to absorb some of the medicine's effects. As they approached the palace, a soft voice came from his arms, "I feel better."

  She struggled to slide down from Langling Wang's body.

  Just as he landed, a very complex cry came, "A Qi——"

  This familiar tone of my hometown!

  Zhang Qi turned back.

  Ten meters away, a group of people were rushing over. The one walking in the front, that young man with a white robe and elegant demeanor, wasn't he Xiao Mo?

  It's only been a day since they last saw each other, but for her and him, it feels like an eternity apart.

  As Zhang Qi looked at Xiao Mo and the others, Xiao Mo was also staring blankly at her. After sizing Zhang Qi up from head to toe, he quickly flashed a hint of desolation and bleakness in his eyes.

  He thought he wouldn't mind, but he had said it before, she's lost her innocence, perhaps that's why grasping today is even more important.

  But when he really saw her weakly leaning on a man, saw the once tightly closed eyebrows, the tender and innocent little girl become a woman, saw the pale face with a flirtatious color, saw that she was having trouble standing due to excessive pleasure, suddenly, an indescribable feeling of suffocation hit him, making it hard for him to breathe.

  He walked towards Zhang Qi with a stride.

  Xiao Mo walked directly to her front, he could no longer see King Lanling, nor the gazes cast from all around. He focused on sizing up Zhang Qi, carefully looking at the space between her eyebrows and eyes.

  Her eyebrows and eyes have never shown a joyful and happy expression, she is actually not that willing, right?

  The hand placed on her thigh clenched into a fist, and Xiao Mo's voice was hoarse as he spoke again, "A Qie, are you okay?"

  Zhang Qi returned quickly, "I'm fine... Ah Lu, where is she?" Although she knew that Yuwen Cheng was just pretending to be fierce, she still felt uneasy and wanted to ask Xiao Mo about her whereabouts.

  "She's at the embassy, don't worry." Xiao Mo returned here, swallowing the bitterness that kept welling up in his mouth, and muttered: "A Qie, I..." He didn't know what to say anymore.

  "Alright, let's go." said Lang Ling Wang, who had confirmed that A Lu was safe and sound, as he opened his mouth on one side.

  As soon as he finished speaking, he took Zhang Yi's hand and walked towards the gate of the palace.

  He walked with a firm and powerful stride, unknowingly increasing his pace. Zhang Qi, who was following him, had a somewhat staggering gait, her walking posture appearing extremely unnatural.

  As expected, he's overjoyed!

  Under the withered tree, a young figure stood, looking so desolate and forlorn. A deputy envoy from Chen Kingdom hastened his pace, he arrived at Xiao Mo's side, and like him, gazed after Zhang Qi and Langya Wang as they departed into the distance. He whispered words of consolation: "There are many beauties in this world, forget her, Xiao Lang."

  "Forgotten?" Xiao Mo's eyes were a bit dizzy, and through his blurry tears, he looked at the figures walking away. He chuckled softly, "If we had never met, that would be even better." That way, his heart wouldn't hurt, and he wouldn't have to exhaust himself thinking about it, only to face this situation in the end.

  Seeing Xiao Mo, who had always been calm and composed, lose his composure like this, the messenger was taken aback at first. Then he let out a long sigh and said: "As Yang Gong once said, things in life often don't go as one wishes, eight or nine times out of ten. Xiao Lang is still young now, but after experiencing more things, you will come to know that matters of women are actually trivial."

  Xiao Mo didn't move or respond. He just stood there, staring at the two figures getting farther and farther away, gradually stepping into the jade stairs, motionless.

  It was unknown how long had passed when he suddenly let out a low laugh. This laughter was desolately cold and lonely!

  Looking at his figure, listening to his low laughter, the messenger whispered: "'From now on, don't think about it again, thinking and you are absolutely cut off!' Xiao Lang, Han Dynasty women can do this decisively, you should let go too."

  "From now on, let's not think of each other again, and cut off all thoughts of each other!" Xiao Mo smiled softly and said in a low voice: "If thinking of each other was so easy to cut off, Buddhism wouldn't have listed unrequited love as one of the three great sufferings of life." He lowered his eyelids and slowly said: "At that time on the road, I shouldn't have let her suffer by not taking action to get her."

  The King of Lanling and Zhang Gui appeared on the jade steps.

  The bright lamp shone on her, delicate and fragile, as if a slight pinch could dispose of her.

  Yuwen Yue rushed out with several girls and bumped into someone head-on.

  She stopped in her tracks, gazing at Zhang Qi with a complex expression, then looked up at Prince Langling. As she looked on, she bit her lip and lowered her head, as if in extreme distress, covering her face with her hand, and two strings of pearls rolled out with the movement of her wrist.

  Zhang Qi almost burst out laughing at a single glance. Yuwen Yue was trying to learn from the southern girl's coquettish ways, and unexpectedly hid something in her palm; with just one wipe of her tears, it came out?

  Yuwen Yue raised her head, her eyes red and teary as she gazed at the King of Lanling, choking out a call: "Chang Gong——"

  As soon as this weak and crisp cry came out, Zhang Gui felt the Lanling King tremble slightly.

  Yuwen Yue was still sniffling, "You, I was wrong last night, I just wanted to take a look at you... don't blame me."

  Before she could finish, Langling Wang had already taken a step forward. With an expressionless face, he brushed past Yuwen Yue, and in her urgent calls, Zhang Qi heard him say seriously: "Little girl, the ginger in your hand has fallen!"

  What? Yuwen Moon was shocked and hastily opened her right hand to look at the ginger slice still intact in her palm, and she suddenly stiffened.

  No one laughed. Langling Wang was expressionless, and his wife Zhang Guiying was delicate and weak. Behind her were all the noblewomen attached to the Yuwen family, so no one laughed.

  At this moment, Yuwen Yue's face was still pale and white with a hint of purple, she hadn't expected that her attempt to gain sympathy by secretly wiping away tears would be clearly seen through by the very person she was trying to curry favor with, Langling Wang.

  The King of Lanling ignored Mu in the local area, and Yuwen Yue, who was extremely embarrassed, stepped into the grand hall.

  Most of the dignitaries had arrived, and when they saw King Langling enter, the noise suddenly subsided.

  Innumerable eyes turned, after passing by Langling Wang, simultaneously turning towards Zhang Qi beside him. Last night, Langling Wang and Yuwen Cheng had a brotherly conflict, which has spread throughout Chang'an.

  There were also many eyes that glanced at King of Lanling and then shifted towards Yuwen Hu.

  Yuwen Hu's face was expressionless, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.

  An inner attendant beside Emperor Xiaoyuan Yuwen Yong leaned in and whispered, "Your Majesty is wrong. It seems that Gao Changgong is not as powerful as he seemed... The Qi State is nothing to be feared."

  Yuwen Yong was still gazing at the King of Langya, and after a while, he said in a low voice to the developing young man: "It seems that this girl from the south is indeed a beauty. Even if Gao Changgong is just a general, being good-looking doesn't matter." He wasn't a heroic talent to begin with. Even if he was good-looking again, it wouldn't affect his ability to command troops and fight battles.

  At this time, a eunuch walked over and leaned in close to Yuwen Yong, speaking in a low voice.

  After listening for a while, Yuwen Yong's eyes lit up and he turned to look at Zhang Qi. After staring for a moment, he seemed to be slightly annoyed and said: "This Gao Changgong is indeed arrogant... Let it go, this matter cannot be mentioned again, lest it hurt Ah Cheng's face."

  Under the gaze of everyone, Prince Langya led Zhang Yi to sit slowly on the low table arranged for the Qi envoy.

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