Chapter 36: A Bloody Battlefield

and walked.Qin Luoyan took Wing Sheng's hand and nodded to Jin Mu.Three people were walking toward the prince's residence. As they neared the main street of the palace, they saw a long line of people...Elder Xu, upon hearing this, immediately smiled awkwardly twice. "Regarding lending money, it's not something that an old man like me can decide on..." He glanced at the middle-aged man behind him. "If others refuse to lend, what can an old man like me do"

"Not lending, then outright robbing" Qin Luoyan feigned a dismissive sneer.

Mr. Xu chuckled twice before saying, "Girl, this old man is a kind person and wouldn't do anything to you. But as you can see, this old man can't make the decisions here. That box was promised to someone else, so if he doesn't get it, who knows what he might do. This old man advises you, it's best to just give him the box. After all, that box is of no use to a young girl like you."

Qin Luoyan looked past Xu Ge to the middle-aged man behind him. The man had a handsome and spirited face, the kind that instantly distinguished him as extraordinary. It made sense; anyone who dared to scheme against King Wu Xuan wouldn't be an ordinary person.

"But, the box is really not on me. I wouldn't dare lie about that." Qin Luoyan sighed regretfully.

Xu Ge Lao raised an eyebrow, “Really not”

Qin Luo yan rolled her eyes, "Why don't you just find a woman to search me My life is in your hands, where would I dare lie to you"

Elder Xu hesitated for a moment, believing her words, and then walked back to the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man stood up, strode majestically to the carriage, and saw Qin Luo'yan's face but frowned, "Are you Fu Zimu's woman"

"Um... not really, just a bed warmer." Qin Luoyan didn't know what he meant by that.

"That box must have fallen into Fu Zimu's hands." The middle-aged man frowned and ordered the person beside him, "Send a letter to Fu Zimu, asking him to bring the box in exchange for her life."

His attendants obeyed, leaving both Qin Luoyan and Xu Gaolou somewhat disbelieving.

"That... um, Hero, if what you want is so important, do you think a humble maid like me could be used as a hostage in exchange for it"

The middle-aged man gave a cold sneer throughout his life, looking at her meaningfully, "Just a bed warmer. However, until now, there has never been a bed warmer by King Wuxuan's side, so I'm willing to give it a try. Even if he doesn't want to, it'll only give you a few more hours to live. I won't lose out."

What he said makes sense. As the one in control, you shouldn't give up any opportunity.

Qin Luo Yan had nothing to say, so she didn't speak again. However, after a while, a man in black came over and pulled her off the carriage, directly grabbing her arm and throwing her into a small room in the corner of the courtyard.

The little room's door was shut, but the window was very broken, so you could see what was happening in the yard through the cracks.

After about the time it takes to drink a pot of tea, a sound of breaking through the air echoed above the courtyard, and suddenly hundreds of soldiers in fine armor appeared around the courtyard.

In the courtyard, the crowd was shocked and immediately protected the middle-aged man, retreating until they reached the porch of the main hall before stopping.

The gate was burst open from the outside, and a dozen or so soldiers pushed in, holding shields. Behind the shields stood a tall figure.

“Just a bedwarmer, kill her if you want. But it seems I won't even give you the chance to.” While the two armies were at a stalemate, Fu Zi Mo leisurely held an intricately carved brazier amidst the soldiers, always equipped with such luxurious items, which made Qin Luo Yan look at him with newfound respect once again.

"Fu Zi Mo!" The middle-aged man gritted his teeth with anger. At this point, he couldn't figure out that he had been tricked by Fu Zi Mo's plan. He didn't hesitate and drew the long sword from his waist with a low growl, roaring: "The winner takes all, loser goes home. I have nothing more to say. It's just a fight!"

"As expected of someone under Wei Jun's command, you do have some blood in you." Fu Zimo let out a cold snort, successfully seeing the middle-aged man's face pale instantly.

"What nonsense are you talking about We have nothing to do with Wei Jun!" The middle-aged man raised his long sword and roared, "Brothers, fight to the death with me! We will never surrender!"

"Better to fight than yield!" the men in black shouted in unison, immediately charging out with their weapons.

In the courtyard, the two sides immediately engaged in a fierce battle. In the blink of an eye, the entire courtyard was stained red with blood, and severed limbs were scattered everywhere. The bloodthirsty soldiers and men in black showed no signs of retreat.

Qin Luoyan watched through the window, her eyes wide with horror as the bloody and brutal fight unfolded. Her fists clenched, nails digging into her flesh, but she didn't feel a thing.

This is the cruel reality, human life in the eyes of these elites really doesn't count for anything.

Both sides fought with the determination to die, so no one retreated or faltered. Qin Luoyan saw a teenage soldier beheaded by a black-clad man, and she also saw the hearts of several black-clad men pierced through by swords wielded by armored soldiers.

Although she was separated by the window, the thick smell of blood still made Qin Luoyan feel sick. Even though she theoretically knew the cruelty of life and death, when she truly saw this scene, she couldn't help but be terrified.

She, she was just a woman with no strength to bind a chicken. Compared to these people, her life was lighter and easier to harvest.

Suddenly, someone was stabbed, it seemed close to her room. The gushing blood sprayed everywhere, flying through the window and landing on her face.

"Ah!"

Qin Luoyan covered her eyes and screamed hoarsely.

In the midst of chaos, there was one person whose clothes remained undisturbed.

Fu Zi Mo stood at the entrance of the courtyard, hearing the sounds coming from inside the house. His brows furrowed as he took step by step toward that room. Wherever he went, soldiers cleared a path for him, and not a single black-clad man could get close to him.

The door to the room was pushed open, and Fu Zimu walked in slowly. His gaze fell on the woman huddled and shrinking her head, a sneer curling at the corner of his mouth, "I thought you were more courageous, but that's all there is to it."

He walked up to Qin Luoyan, grabbed her arm, and yanked her up. Before Qin Luoyan could steady herself, his fingers had clamped down on her throat. "Tell me," he growled, "how did you piece together the blueprints for a連擊弩! This king doesn't believe in coincidence, nor miracles, so you have only one chance!"

Qin Luoyan stared wide-eyed at Fu Zimo, whose face was expressionless. She never expected that someone's alertness could reach such an extreme level!

It turned out that he had never believed she could piece together a picture based on embroidery patterns.

How deep is this man's heart

So, he thought, she had a relationship with the Heavenly Machine Pavilion

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