Chapter 014 I Was Forcibly Kissed
Wei Wanlan opened the history books, the golden casket beside him, and he arranged the fruits and pastries in front of the books, opening the pages with the portraits of the Su family generals.
Then he also opened a jar of wine. To pay respects to these ancestral heroes. The whole process was not very smooth, but he was very earnest, expressing his good intentions while also preventing any crumbs from falling into the history books.
However, when his fingertips touched the ceramic surface of the wine jar, he was stung by the cold and quickly looked behind him: "...Who?"
The Tianlu Pavilion was frighteningly quiet.
The huge windows of the pavilion did not let in sunlight, but thick shadows, the weather outside had changed.
Wei Wanlan swallowed, his eyes darting around, then asked again who it was, hearing the wind blowing the pages, his mind became increasingly uneasy, urgently calling out: "Is anyone there?"
—No one responded.
His heart pounded heavily in his chest, in the silence, he could only hear his own clear breathing. Then he paused, carefully distinguishing a sound of footsteps, as if stepping on his very soul, steady and powerful, approaching from afar.
"Is it the Director? Director? Lord Ling Huzhen?"
Not the Director.
Wei Wanlan's toes shuffled back, hunching his shoulders, in the gaps between the huge bookshelves and history books, he saw Su Jingzhi's tall silhouette, his heart nearly stopping, the Regent Prince, what is he doing here?
Instinctively feeling a sense of threat, Wei Wanlan leaned against the bookshelf, causing it to sway, some bamboo slips on top rattling and falling down, directly hitting his head, making Wei Wanlan cry out in pain.
The horror movie-like atmosphere and the impending storm finally made him clearly realize: "The Regent Prince is rebelling?"
[He's going to commit regicide.]
"Isn't it just imprisonment?"
[Imprisonment doesn't require him to do it personally. He'll have Tang Tuan take you away directly.]
As 404 said this, he heard Wei Wanlan knock over the wine jar and cups, the sound of the spilled wine making 404 completely angry:
[—I told you earlier, don't do unnecessary things. You stubbornly refused to listen! —You think killing the Regent Prince won't wrong the Su family ancestors, now Su Jingzhi wants to kill you, don't you think they'll feel wronged too?]
Wei Wanlan was at a loss from the system's scolding.
And now the Regent Prince was even closer!
Wei Wanlan picked up the golden casket, his palms sweaty, the patterns on the casket becoming very slippery, the box shaking in his hands, clanging as it fell to the Tianlu Pavilion floor with a loud noise.
Su Jingzhi was coming this way.
Su Jingzhi located the sound, Wei Wanlan hurriedly picked up the casket, his right hand trembling as he tried to open it with the key, but the key tip just couldn't find the lock, as if this body had never belonged to him.
[Hurry up!] The system brought out the voodoo doll, [There's paper and pen in the Tianlu Pavilion, write it down and kill him.]
The key went into the lock.
It won't open, he tried to turn it forcefully, but couldn't help but imagine the scenes of Su Jingzhi's murders, in the Hanyuan Palace, in the Linde Palace, in the Beast Garden...
He kills without blinking, with absolute power.
The previous near misses now seem like child's play, even making him a bit numb. He underestimated Su Jingzhi's status as Regent Prince, the relationship between a minister and a ruler is an irreconcilable natural enemy!
"Your Majesty thinks you can hide, do you?" Su Jingzhi's voice echoed in the Tianlu Pavilion.
The key turned!
Wei Wanlan's eyes lit up, his movements also speeding up a bit, turning the wrist with a large amplitude, suddenly hearing a crack, the key broken inside!
"..."
[What happened?]
"The key broke."
[Run, go outside, you can't beat him, go find Ling Huzhen.] 404 promptly adjusted the strategy.
Not far away was a wall window, Wei Wanlan rushed to the corridor, he should be able to jump out.
But Wei Wanlan's plan was only half executed, rushing to the corridor, he actually collided head-on with Su Jingzhi, Wei Wanlan's soul was immediately scared out of him, the entire visual field filled with Su Jingzhi, that handsome face full of malice.
Then his chin hurt, his whole face lifted up, Wei Wanlan was forced to meet the gaze of the tall Su Jingzhi:
"Where does Your Majesty intend to go?"
Wei Wanlan stammered: "I... I..."
The gloom pouring in from the wall window formed a black backdrop behind Su Jingzhi. He felt surrounded by Su Jingzhi.
Wei Wanlan's whole body was suspended, tiptoes touching the ground, mouth half-open struggling to breathe, he tried to negotiate with him: "We, we can talk it out, Regent Prince, if I've done something wrong, tell me, I'll definitely change..."
But when Wei Wanlan was speaking, Su Jingzhi's gaze fell from Wei Wanlan's eyes to his parted lips.
His fingertip covered Wei Wanlan's lips, his gaze gloomy, like a fierce beast lurking in his body. Ready to break through the barrier and devour everything at any moment.
Su Jingzhi grinded his red lips: "You cannot change."
[He's not normal. He seems to have been stimulated by something different from usual.]
There was no time for Wei Wanlan to ponder the reasons behind the Regent Prince's change, his lips were being gently rubbed by Su Jingzhi's thumb, that finger callused, both cool and itchy, the tip inadvertently touching his tongue, the lip instantly making contact with the fingertip, a shiny wet trace rising.
Wei Wanlan's whole body was hot and burning, that finger seeming to have triggered his tear ducts, making him feel like an inescapable prey, only able to let out helpless low whimpers.
"Mmn..."
But it didn't evoke sympathy, the fingertip went deeper into his mouth.
Pressing down on his tongue.
Wei Wanlan couldn't help it, saliva and tears secreting uncontrollably, this feeling was really too strange, he felt like he was being pushed to the edge of a cliff, with nowhere to retreat, embarrassed and disheveled, he could only allow the bullying. He summoned his courage and bit down hard on Su Jingzhi's thumb.
He just felt the other's knuckle tremble slightly, and his own mouth was filled with a bloody taste.
The blood actually further stimulated the predator's nerves.
Su Jingzhi withdrew his wet finger, firmly grasping the back of Wei Wanlan's head with his cold palm, suddenly pressing his lips down forcefully.
"Regent Prince, I..." Wei Wanlan's eyes widened for a moment, his wrist tightly gripped, his fingertips swelling.
Su Jingzhi's lips and tongue chased that trace of bloody taste, endlessly searching in Wei Wanlan's mouth, this one-sided plundering like a sudden storm.
The initiator of the storm examined Wei Wanlan's fear, then bit him savagely!
The lips were extremely painful.
Blood beads formed on the lips. But Wei Wanlan had no resistance at all, his body becoming stiff in Su Jingzhi's embrace, his mind blank, only able to feel Su Jingzhi's breath and warmth, feeling like a small boat swept away by the waves.
His fingertips couldn't cling to the ornate brocade of the Regent Prince's robe, trembling continuously.
"What does blood taste like?" Su Jingzhi asked.
The Regent Prince lowered his gaze, observing Wei Wanlan's wretched state, Wei Wanlan clung to his shoulders, almost collapsing, unable to even cry.
"It's all thanks to the Wei royal clan, I lost my sense of taste a long time ago. What comes next will be worse than now." Su Jingzhi gripped Wei Wanlan, lowering his head to stare at him, "Paying the father's debt with the son's life, the elder brother's doom becomes the younger's, shouldn't Your Majesty take responsibility?"
Wei Wanlan staggered back, his vision completely blurred.
"...Regent Prince."
"See you in the next life, Your Majesty."
Wei Wanlan's neck was choked, his heels hitting the tray between the bookshelves, making a clear clanging sound!
"Clang clang clang..."
Attracted by the series of sounds, Su Jingzhi lowered his head, then saw the overturned wine cups, the ceramic plate full of pastries, and several volumes of "The Biographies of the Su Clan" with the portraits opened.
Su Jingzhi's pupils constricted.
Then his gaze was grabbed by the "Su" characters on the paper and the portraits of his five ancestors. The hand that was strangling Wei Wanlan's throat momentarily stiffened.
The wind blowing through the Tianlu Pavilion was like scraping bones, when suddenly Ling Huzhen's voice and several historians' shouts were heard:
"The interior and exterior of Chang'an have both been controlled by the rebel army, Su Jingzhi's heart should be executed, we will protect the Emperor and defend the king, kill the traitor!!!"
The historians: "—Kill the traitor, kill!!!"
404's voice was somewhat excited, harshly shocking the semi-unconscious Wei Wanlan: [Ling Huzhen is leading the historians, wielding paper-weighted pens to come protect the Emperor, it's a turning point, please run quickly.]
"Can the Director... beat the Regent Prince?"
[Can't beat him, but he can create an opportunity for you to escape. Ling Huzhen's iron pen is famous, Su Jingzhi won't let him go, I'll give you a fire knife and flint, there are flammable things everywhere, you go out and burn down the Tianlu Pavilion, burn the Regent Prince to death inside.]
Wei Wanlan: "Will the Director also die?"
Foreseeing the host might do something foolish again after just now venerating the Su family ancestors and missing the golden casket, 404 was almost about to explode in anger: [Let him die, Ling Huzhen dies for loyalty to the Emperor in the original book, you let him die is to fulfill him, in the future Ling Huzhen will be posthumously ennobled by you, the history books rewritten by you, burn the Regent Prince to death!]
The fire knife and flint appeared in his hands.
Wei Wanlan's palms were scraped by the rough sickle and flint, in the chaos of the Tianlu Pavilion, feeling increasingly unable to see clearly in this world.
He didn't understand why Su Jingzhi would suddenly harm him, in the Regent Prince's eyes was hatred, disdain, disgust, or something else?
He also didn't understand why Ling Huzhen and the others' lives were so insignificant in 404's eyes.
Wei Wanlan has always been a very stupid person, stupid enough to only use the simplest values to think about problems.
—I can continue the mission, but I can't easily disregard life.
"Electrocute me." Wei Wanlan said, "Electrocute me hard!"
[What?]
As he spoke, the person had already charged into the battlefield, when Wei Wanlan came into contact with Su Jingzhi, the electric current crackled, the strong current passing through both their bodies, then one conductor connected to another, the electric shock gripping the consciousness of everyone, everyone's whole body numb.
After a series of crashing sounds, the chaotic Tianlu Pavilion fell silent.
The pages of "The Biographies of the Su Clan" were blown open by the wind.
Everyone was unconscious.
...
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"Yan'er. You always feel the current Emperor is unjust and incompetent, although you have tried your best to follow in your ancestors' footsteps to be loyal to him, yet you feel he doesn't deserve this position, and you also think your father's blind loyalty is wrong, right?"
"Isn't that the case?"
"My Su family has been loyal ministers for generations, if the ruler is wise, I will wholeheartedly assist him. If the ruler is unworthy, we the Su family are loyal to the people of the world, and must not be ashamed before the mountains and rivers."
Su Jingzhi was the first to regain consciousness.
The Regent Prince stood beside Wei Wanlan, observing him for a moment, the malice in his eyes gradually dissipating.
Then he bent down to pick up the scattered copies of "The Biographies of the Su Clan". Each page was clean, as if one could feel the weight of the paper, and the sincerity in this little thing's arrangement of fruits to venerate his family ancestors.
The poison on himself was not put there by Wei Wanlan.
Then why did he do this?
The young Emperor having this repentant heart, did he know about the deeds of the Wei clan ancestors? Is he a wise Emperor?
At this time, Wei Wanlan's brow furrowed painfully, curling up into a ball, his face covered in dirt, his whole body dirty. Like an abandoned rag doll.
Su Jingzhi smoothed his disheveled hair, his gaze lingering on the wound on his lips, finally carrying the person out of the Tianlu Pavilion.
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