Volume 1: The Red Dress 002 Dead End

  "As an elder brother, I should share the difficulties together. If the king wants a hostage, let Feng Xi be one." A pair of hands gently rested on her shoulders, with just the right amount of tenderness and warmth, and moved to the back of the wheelchair when Xiang Wang cast a faint glance at them.

  At this moment, the wheelchair was stuck at the mouth of the city wall, and with just a slight push, it would tumble down the ten-zhang-high city tower, crushing both the person and the chair to pieces.

  Xiang Wang frowned slightly: "Gong Lu Daifu can be careful." For now, Yuanyi still cannot die.

  "Don't worry, Your Highness." Yu Fengxi smiled slightly, his eyes pouring out like water.

  The situation is precarious, but Yun Yi only lowered his head to look at the city tower below, where the black armor was like clouds and the banners were fluttering. That was the Thunderbolt Army of Crown Prince Li Junzhuo. Fifty thousand elite soldiers seemed like a dark tide, sweeping across the autumnal plains with an aura of stern killing intent.

  Occasionally, silver lightning tore through the gloomy sky, which was the cold light reflected by the weapons and arrows, so piercing that it seemed to be able to pierce through people's hearts.

  In the military formation, one horse took the lead, and the person on the horse wore a white armor with red cloak, holding a longbow in hand, with an extraordinary aura. That was Crown Prince Li Junzhuo. Perhaps due to her own martial arts skills, she could even clearly see the man's firm outline and determined mouth corner.

  His voice was as loud and clear as a bell: "Your Majesty, do not fight like a trapped beast. Open the city gate quickly and surrender."

  Xiang Wang furrowed his brow, coldly laughing and raising his voice: "Withdraw the troops from Xiang City, I will naturally open the city gates wide to welcome Your Highness into the city." He turned his head, casting a sideways glance at Yuanyun Yi who was standing by the city wall, swaying precariously. "I offer one piece of advice, the Left Prime Minister, whom the Emperor trusts the most, is present here. If you act rashly and something happens to him, I'm afraid it won't be easy for you to explain to the Emperor!" Not to mention the old Emperor's favoritism, just considering the treasure map on his body, even Li Junzhao would have to weigh his actions carefully.

  Li Junzhao lightly swept his gaze over the two brothers who seemed to be relying on each other on the city wall, and silently drew his bow... Yun Yi sarcastically glanced at Xiang Wang, who thought he could use her to restrain the crown prince, or perhaps, he just wanted to delay time waiting for reinforcements. But either way, he underestimated Li Junzhao's decisiveness.

  The killing intent has arrived, Yun Yi withdrew his gaze and calmly asked: "Is it now the 23rd year of Qingli?"

  "It was indeed the twenty-third year of Qingli." The one who replied to her was Yuan Fengxi, whose calmness in his bones made him always remain unflappable amidst changes.

  "Are you afraid?" he asked, narrowing his eyes to stare at the arrow flying towards them, his hands firmly grasping her shoulders.

  The response was an incredulous exclamation from Xiang Wang.

  In the 23rd year of Qingli, she should still be alive. Thinking so, Yun Yi suddenly felt the wheelchair tilt forward, and her body had already fallen from the city wall.

  The sound of the wind whistled in her ears, and she was always wrapped tightly in a solid arm, surrounded by a faint calming scent. Yunyi closed her eyes, and the words on the yellowed paper suddenly jumped into her mind: In the 23rd year of Qingli, King Xiang colluded with the great Chu state externally and plotted with the thirteen tribes on the southwestern border internally, secretly planning a rebellion with Prime Minister Yuan Yunyi. The Crown Prince Li Junzhao led his army to victory, and soon besieged the city of Xiang, like a surprise attack. King Xiang was caught off guard, surrounded in the city of Xiang, and later shot and killed by Crown Prince Li Junzhao on the city wall. As for Prime Minister...

  "Ah——" a short, sharp cry came from Xiang Wang. Li Jun's shot was not one arrow, but two arrows, first combined and then separated. One deeply entered the wall seam of the city gate, and the other suddenly pierced through Xiang Wang's throat.

  The war drums that suddenly sounded were the death god's horn urging fate. The wind carried the faint sound of Li Junzhuo's stern and just words of surrender, Yun Yi sighed softly: Indeed...

  Fate is unpredictable. The book that was unintentionally opened in the previous life has become the protagonist of the story in this life? However, whether it's a coincidence or fate, she absolutely refuses to be cannon fodder.

  So when she fell into the moat, she decisively kissed the slightly cool lips of Yuan Feng, taking in the oxygen she needed.

  She is good at swimming, unfortunately her limbs are disabled and she can only rely on others.

  The moat water isolated the golden armor and iron horses outside, Yun Yi felt as if she had made a long dream. The dream was faintly a fairy wind path bone, with a face like a heavenly person, her master sighed at his own short life... And in fact, it was indeed predicted by him, she was indeed short-lived, dying unjustly at the age of twenty. Unfortunately, at that time she did not believe, otherwise she would have asked about the fate of the next life...

  "What's wrong?" someone softly called out to her, and she woke up from her dream, somewhat unwilling to open her eyes. Suddenly, a strange breath approached, and a light kiss fell on her lips, like snowflakes landing on them.

  Clouds dispersed and she suddenly opened her eyes, just in time to meet his elegant and refined face. "Wind... stopped?"

  "Awake?" He helped her up, something knocked against her head, she turned to look, it was a button on his collar, a half-open jade hairpin, beautifully carved, delicate and lovely, a pleasure to behold.

  What a coincidence, she loves jade hairpins.

  Her gaze shifted slightly, intentionally or unintentionally falling on his plump and tempting lips. His expression was clear and elegant, without a hint of frivolity. Was the kiss just now an illusion?

  Shaking his head, he subconsciously looked around and saw a small river flowing by his side, with reeds floating around. The place seemed relatively secluded. But he had no idea how he was brought here. Was it premeditated or an accidental coincidence?

  "What are you thinking?" he asked, his breath inches from mine.

  "Missing someone." She replied subconsciously, he fell silent for a moment, without probing further.

  He's lucky to have known better. The person she truly misses is her master from a past life, the one who took her out of the orphanage and raised her as his own. Unfortunately, she later abandoned him for a man.

  Perhaps all of today's troubles are the result of karma from past lives. If she hadn't peeked at her master's treasured handwritten notes back then, she wouldn't be worrying about her own future fate now.

  I wonder if the plot of that story will come true one by one?

  "Trouble has arrived." Yu Fengxi said, raising his head, his gaze piercing through the dense reeds. Yun Yi turned her ear, her eyes flashing around, saying: "Obviously... we are surrounded..."