Chapter 235: Machiavellian

Chapter 235: Machiavellian

Xie Wei's Adam's apple rolled slightly, his voice was slightly hoarse, and he stretched out his hand to her: "Come."

Jiang Xuening was pulled up by him.

He put his arms around her waist and wrapped her in his arms, but he didn't do much, just sat under the window, hugging her so simply, and seemed to use such a restrained movement to suppress a certain feeling in his heart. An emotion that seems to be overflowing.

Her face was pressed against his chest.

I could hear the beating heartbeat inside.

When they fell into Tianjiao some time ago, they did a lot of more intimate things, but this kind of hug was not included. Just because it seemed to be something more intimate than intimacy, and Xie Juan never dared to cross this boundary line.

Until this moment.

Jiang Xuening was not used to being so close to people and having such an intimate gesture, but Xie Juan's movements of hugging her were so cautious, even trembling imperceptibly.

She didn't resist after all.

After a while, he slowly relaxed.

Xie Wei said, "You are mine."

Jiang Xuening pursed her lips and remained silent.

Xie Wei stared at her, thought for a while, then smiled: "Then I'm yours."

After Jiang Xuening heard this, she felt that this person was absurd and childish, but she knew in her heart that there would be no result in arguing with him, maybe she would involve herself in it, so she simply ignored him, with a smile on her lips, and then slowly closed her eyes superior.

Xie Wei took it as her acquiescence.

He looked out of the window, and the flowers and trees in spring were swaying between the breeze and the sky, but he had never felt that they were full of such vitality in the past. It turns out that every flower and every leaf is different, just like Time flows silently, and every moment makes him feel that he is living in the world of mortals.

After a long time, he said: "I will take it as your promise, and you can't go back on your word in the future, and you can't let me go."

Jiang Xue quietly crouched in his arms.

Xie Wei didn't hear her answer for a long time, looked down, only to find that the little liar had fallen asleep, startled for a moment, couldn't help laughing. However, when her eyes turned, she saw a little tiredness under her eyelids.

In the past two days, how much did she think about and how long did she endure before she finally walked into this room and said those words to him?

He actually felt blocked.

Thousands of emotions are backlogged together, but it is difficult to find an outlet to vent. I want to hold her tighter, even crush her into my own flesh and blood, but I am afraid that a little force will wake her up.

There is a mighty force in the arms.

When it fell on her, it was only a little restrained and forbearing.

After all, Xie Wei couldn't hold back, his eyebrows trembled slightly, and he bowed his head and kissed her brow lightly.

There is no cloudy and tense desire.

Only full of intense passion.

The figures of the two overlapped under the window, the fine sky light was scattered in her hair, and the soft blue silk was spread on his hanging sleeve robe, which was like the calm and soft rainbow light after a storm, as if they were cuddling each other, and there was a moment. An unspeakable tenderness.

When Lu Xian came, the courtyard was quiet.

Jianshu is guarding outside.

Lu Xian looked at the closed door, frowned and asked, "It's the end of the agreed time, I've been waiting there for a long time, why didn't your husband come?"

Jianshu said in a low voice: "Miss Ning Er is inside."

Lu Xian stopped talking.

But it is quiet here, even though the door is closed, Xie Wei can still hear his voice. At this moment, she put Jiang Xuening down very lightly, put a soft pillow under her head, and moved the square table aside. Even though it was the end of spring, she was afraid of catching the wind and cold while sleeping like this, so she pulled the thin quilt on the other side of the Arhat bed, covered her up little by little, and then carefully tucked in the corners of the quilt.

Her face in sleep is really beautiful.

Xie Wei stood beside the bed, staring at her delicate lips, suddenly remembered the ruby-like cherries hidden under the emerald green leaves outside the Qingyu Hall of the Hou Mansion when he was a child, so he couldn't hold back, and leaned over to kiss her.

When he came out of the room, he didn't speak, he just turned around and slowly closed the door, and said to Xiaobao beside him: "Take care, don't let people disturb her."

Xiao Bao said softly: "Yes."

When Lu Xian heard this, he didn't open his mouth immediately, but walked out of the courtyard with Xie Wei, and when they were far away, he said: "According to your intention, everything is almost cleaned up."

Xie Wei put on a crane cloak.

When he walked out of the courtyard, the quietness and gentleness just now had disappeared like the wind blowing away the clouds, and when he rolled his eyes, he was very cold: "You didn't kill me, did you?"

Lu Xian said: "Three committed suicide, the bones are hard."

Xie Wei didn't move his long ink-painted eyebrows when he heard that, he just said: "It's good that I'm not dead and clean, I still have some uses."

Since Tianjiao is a sect in Jianghu, it is inevitable that there will always be battles. Whether it is dealing with people outside the religion or people inside the religion, there must be a place. But the imperial court banned lynching, and did not dare to be blatant, so they all set up dungeons.

Dark and cramped, clammy and oppressive.

When Xie Wei arrived, the ground under his feet had already been washed clean, if not for the faint smell of blood still lingering in the air, and there were still light-colored bloodstains in some depressions in the corners, no one would have noticed it. What cruel scenes have been staged in this dungeon in the past two days.

Earlier, the rudder masters and hall masters of the Tianjiao around Wanxiuzi were counted one by one. They were all hung on the wall by iron chains, and dripping blood was still dripping down from time to time.

Many are dying.

There were also some people who still had some strength, raised their heads when they heard footsteps, saw Xie Wei, and yelled with tears in their eyes: "Dog thief! Dujun dog thief! If you have the ability, put your grandfather down and compete in an upright manner !"

A soldier next to him almost immediately lashed out with an iron whip, leaving another bloodstain on the man's skinless body, and the whip even rolled up to the corner of his eyes, making him look even more horrifying.

Xie Wei stopped and turned his eyes, but he didn't recognize this person, and asked Jianshu, "Who is he?"

Jianshu took a look and said, "It's Lu Tai."

Xie Wei stared at him for a moment, thinking that this man doesn't need to stay, so he said lightly: "Chop off the hands and feet, throw them to the dogs."

He kept going.

After a while, there was a terrible scream.

The **** smell in the dungeon seemed to be a little thicker.

In the innermost cell, Wan Xiuzi could hardly help his teeth tremble when he heard the echoing miserable cry, he was chained to the wall and he didn't have much room to move.

But there are not many scars on the body.

These days, he is the only person in the dungeon who has not been punished. However, he is not grateful for it. Instead, he has a deeper and more severe fear in his heart. He listens to the voices of those people being tortured day by day, almost on the verge of On the oil pan, I was suffering so much that I couldn't sleep, and I was only afraid that one day it would be my turn.

He knew that this was deliberately torturing him.

The sound of footsteps coming from outside gradually approached.

The trembling on his body became more and more violent, and even the iron chains that locked him made a slight knocking sound, and a pair of eyes that were already somewhat muddy and old were fixedly staring at the right side of the aisle.

Xie Wei finally came.

It is no longer that seven-year-old child wearing the prince's robes. Over twenty years later, he has become a terrifying monster. The devil lurking in the Heavenly Sect finally quietly took that butcher knife, It's up to his neck!

At this moment, Wan Xiuzi was even angry.

He held the iron chain tightly, rushed forward, and stared fiercely, as if wishing he could go up and strangle him by the neck, and kill this big mistake made by a single thought!

But in the end he couldn't get through.

He was filled with hatred, and roared in his throat: "I should have killed you at the beginning, and let you freeze in the snow with those 300 righteous boys, it is better than raising a tiger today, and it fell into your hands! This seat has saved your life, this seat has saved your life!"

Jian Shu pulled the chair beside him, wiped the dust off it, and put it behind Xie Wei.

Xie Wei flicked his sleeves and sat down.

He was indifferent to Wan Xiuzi's words, and only waved his hand lightly.

Two soldiers walked in immediately and held Wan Xiuzi down.

He struggled frantically.

However, he struggled.

A row of long iron nails the size of a little finger was neatly placed on the long, dirty table against the wall, with a bloodstained hammer next to it.

Jian Shu stepped forward and took one.

Wan Xiuzi sensed something, his pupils shrank sharply, how could he still have the majesty as the head of the Tianjiao two days ago? He shouted hoarsely: "What do you want to do? Let go of me!"

His hands were pinned tightly against the wall.

When Jianshu came to him, he aimed the long iron nail at the palm of Wanxiuzi's hand, and beat it hard little by little, until it penetrated deeply into the flesh and bones, and even penetrated the whole, nailing it to the back. wall!

The terrible pain made Wan Xiuzi scream in an instant, and his body convulsed like a convulsion. He struggled with great strength for a while, but he was still crushed to death by the two soldiers.

Immediately afterwards, there was a second, a third...

Blood gushed down, and the long iron nails followed one after another, almost covering his palms completely!

As early as when he nailed the third root, he couldn't take it anymore, and begged Xie Wei, who was scolded by him earlier, for mercy: "Let me go! Just because I spared your life back then, let me go! Take whatever you want! Tianjiao, do you want Tianjiao? There is also a lot of money in the bank, King Pingnan, I also know about the remnants of King Pingnan’s party! Don’t you want to be emperor too? ? Don’t you also want to seek revenge from the court? Let me go, let me go, ah—”

Someone below put a table next to it, and offered freshly brewed tea.

Xie Wei took it and took a sip.

The palm of the left hand was still wrapped with a layer of silk cloth, and the pain was unbearable.

He raised his head and looked at Wan Xiuzi. He looked at his **** and **** palm covered with long iron nails. He didn't feel touched at all. He just snorted: "Tianjiao? A bunch of wine bags and rice bags, waste snacks. Relying on them can make things happen." , now you are not here. Give it to me? It’s too expensive to raise, but you really think highly of yourself.”

Wanxiuzi finally struggled.

Finally, there is no extra space on these two hands.

He hung on the wall dying, unable to speak a word.

Such a cruel scene is shocking to watch.

But Xie Wei always treated it as if he hadn't seen it, put down the teacup, got up, and slowly walked to the front, a gloomy brilliance flashed across the bottom of his deep eyes, which seemed to be filled with a bit of merciful pity.

He said: "But you let me go back then, it was indeed a half-favor."

Wan Xiuzi almost passed out.

A ladle of cold water splashed him awake.

He heard Xie Wei's words clearly, even though he knew it was impossible, but he was in a desperate situation, suddenly holding on to a glimmer of hope, he still couldn't help raising his eyes and staring at him firmly.

A strange smile appeared on Xie Wei's lips, and he said slowly, "Don't you want to be the emperor? I will let you live and give you a chance."

Wan Xiuzi trembled all over.

Xie Wei lowered his eyes, and continued softly: "The Heavenly Sect is still yours, and the rebel army is also yours. Even if you fight to the north, the dragon chair will be placed on the highest point of the Forbidden City."

At this moment, Wan Xiuzi felt his hair stand on end!

He can be regarded as a scheming person, how can he not understand Xie Wei's words?

Yet there is no choice—

Go out from here and fight in this vast world, maybe there is still a glimmer of life, otherwise today will be decapitated!

The top leaders of the Tianjiao that were arrested earlier, including Wan Xiuzi, were all released by Xie Wei.

No one knows why.

But half a month after Wanxiuzi was released, the Tianjiao Rebel Army, which had died down, regrouped and marched northward like crazy! Seeing the city and pulling out the city and pulling out the stronghold all the way, it is almost reckless to pay for human life and blood in exchange!

The world is in chaos, and the heroes are vying for the throne.

The imperial court issued a call for rebellion.

The Xinzhou frontier army, which had won the battle at the border and crushed the Tatars, supported the old brave prince Yanlin as the commander-in-chief, declared to the world that he had obeyed the princess's order, raised the banner of King Qin grandly, and at the same time assembled the two forces of Xinzhou and Huangzhou. Use local forces to destroy the Heavenly Sect and protect the imperial court!

The Tianjiao's rebel army fought in front, and their "King's Division" chased after them. It is often the city that the Tianjiao side has spent so much effort on, and how many people have died. Before they have time to stop and take a breath, the pursuers behind are already approaching the city.

He couldn't fight at all, so he had to continue to flee north.

Fighting and fleeing, running and fighting, just like a jackal that was let out of the cage for fear of being caught back and was hungry. He couldn't care less about the head than the tail, so he had to rush forward frantically for the chance of survival!

The hunter followed behind, at a leisurely pace.

Picking up the city they left behind, appeasing the people they disturbed, almost without a single soldier, they occupied half of the rivers and mountains and won countless people's hearts.

Shen's country is crumbling.

In less than five months, the Tianjiao Rebel Army, who had already been forced to be red-eyed, hit Zhili and pointed their swords at the capital!

Followed closely by Xie Wei's so-called "Teacher of King Qin".

At this time, in the tiny capital, there are still people who naively believe that the Xinzhou Army is indeed coming from King Qin, and that the leader of the army is Mr. Xie Wei, the young master of the dynasty. , will definitely be able to punish the rebels of the Heavenly Sect!

As everyone knows—

The butcher's knife for cutting deer has been raised in secret!