Lu Feibai smiled and looked at her, "How can you say that, you are my fianc e, aren't you?"
At first, he simply did not want an innocent woman to be involved in the Lu family's disputes, so he was willing to break off the engagement and bear all the blame himself.
But now, he wanted to save her.
The King of Dingbei was accustomed to being arrogant and arrogant, disregarding everything, and had caused the young lady to suffer reputational damage for no reason.
Such a good woman like her should not be bullied in such a way.
"Bei Qi is a very good place. I have arranged everything. You will live a life free from worry about food and clothing, and the King of Dingbei's hand will not reach Bei Qi."
Ye Luan felt a pang of sadness.
Lu Feibai had thought of all their escape routes, but what about himself?
He had schemed his entire life, planned his entire life, and personally dragged the Lu family into the abyss.
In the end, he dragged his sickly body, lingering in the world, not knowing when he would die alone.
He had never thought of himself.
She suppressed waves of bitterness, "Young Master, --"
'Jingzhi, that's my courtesy name.'
In the dim room, only the crackling sound of flickering candlelight could be heard.
Ye Luan lowered her eyes and said, "Thank you, Jingzhi, for thinking of everything for me. Please allow me to think about it."
Lu Feibai did not press her, and smiled faintly, "Alright."
After leaving the small courtyard, Ye Luan sat on the corridor, looking up at the moon, lost in thought.
In fact, Lu Feibai helping her leave and ensuring her safety for the rest of her life was the best opportunity for her to leave Xiao Chizhan, and she would no longer have any worries. But--
How could she repay such a great kindness?
Congenital frost disease, incurable by medicine.
What could she do to save him?
For the past few days, Ye Luan had been staying at a temple on the mountain, and every day she would give Lu Feibai acupuncture treatments and medicinal baths.
When the weather was good, she would push him out to bask in the sun and admire the flowers.
Fu Dai had written to her saying that Xiao Chizhan had visited the manor several times at night, demanding to know her whereabouts. With no other choice, she had to say that she had come to the temple to pray and would be staying for a few nights before returning.
Ye Luan thought that if she didn't go back soon, Xiao Chizhan would come to the temple to find her.
If he discovered that Lu Feibai was also there, given his possessiveness, he might kill them.
"Miss Ye, the medicinal meal is ready."
Ye Luan came back to her senses, quickly extinguished the fire, poured the medicinal soup into a bowl, and went out of the kitchen towards the backyard.
Seeing that Lu Feibai was coughing badly and often spitting blood, she had been making medicinal meals in various ways for the past few days to help him recuperate.
The courtyard was empty.
He had probably gone back to his room to lie down.
Ye Luan carried the soup up the stone steps, and as soon as she pushed the door open, a wave of warm fresh blood splattered onto her face.
She instinctively closed her eyes and froze in place.
"Heh!"
Inside the room, there was a dangerous aura like that of a leopard.
Ye Luan opened her eyes and looked down. At her feet lay two bloody eyeballs.
On the phoenix throne, a man in purple robes sat askew.
With narrow phoenix eyes, a high-bridged nose, and lips as sharp as a knife that seemed to have drunk human blood, he grinned menacingly, like a venomous snake, terrifying and chilling.
The small knife he was playing with was dripping with blood, making her tremble with fear.
At his feet lay a corpse.
Oh, no.
It could no longer be called a corpse, but like a pile of rotten flesh, tormented until it was a bloody mess.
Ye Luan looked at the scene before her with a shocked heart, her feet feeling as if they were cast in lead, unable to move.
The man looked at her slowly, his grin as sinister as a snake's gaze.
The knife in his hand shot towards her heart.
Ye Luan's pupils widened, and she quickly bent down and rolled to dodge.
A dangerous killing intent like that of a wild beast swept over her.
Her back felt cold.
With a clang, the medicinal bowl shattered on the ground.
A gentle breeze blew through the Bodhi tree in the backyard, rustling the bronze bells under the eaves. Everything was eerily quiet.
The suffocation around her neck was agonizing.
The bony hand, with its sickly white hue, was terrifyingly cold.
Ye Luan's fair little face was flushed red from being choked. She glared angrily at the sinister and vicious man before her.
He had exceptionally cold eyes, like cold snakes without any warmth.
When he looked at her, it was as if he were looking at a dead person.
In a daze, Ye Luan thought she saw Xiao Chizhan when she had first transmigrated, equally mad and terrifying.
No.
If Xiao Chizhan was a ferocious and arrogant wolf,
Then the man before her was a cold-blooded, cruel snake, heartless and without warmth.
'Cough, cough--'
The sound of a bead curtain colliding, accompanied by violent coughing, suddenly came.
Lu Feibai, his body weak and pale, stumbled out and stopped him, "Let--let her go."
Upon hearing this, the man's eyebrows twitched. He released his hand, took out a white handkerchief, and elegantly wiped his hands.
The delicate neck of Ye Luan was a frightening shade of red.
She coughed violently, as if she were going to cough up her lungs.
"A'Luan."
Lu Feibai's face was deathly pale, devoid of any color.
She shook her head, "I'm fine."
"He is an old friend of mine. I apologize if he frightened you."
Lu Feibai actually had such a terrifying friend.
Ye Luan felt that the thin air was becoming increasingly difficult to breathe. She picked up the plate from the ground and turned to leave.
The door was closed.
The temperature in the room dropped sharply.
Lu Feibai could no longer hold on, and slumped into the chair, coughing heart-wrenchingly.
A stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
He waved his hand, and a hidden guard appeared, pouring a bottle of medicinal liquid onto the corpse.
A puff of dense blue smoke spread.
The blood and dismembered limbs in the room were immediately cleaned up.
"She is the person you asked me to take care of!"
The man's voice was devoid of any warmth, but his eyes were full of a wicked aura, yet his demeanor was inexplicably elegant.
Lu Feibai glared at him with difficulty, "You went too hard."
"Hmm, what did you take her for?"
"One finds a true friend in life, and dies without regret."
"Oh?" The man's eyebrows arched, his smile chillingly sinister, "She is Xiao Chizhan's woman!"
Lu Feibai's eyes turned cold, "How did you know?"
The man stroked his chin, and a strange, chilling glint flashed in his beautiful phoenix eyes, "During the assassination attempt at the imperial hunting grounds, I saw her entangled with Xiao Chizhan on horseback."
"Tsk, that madman is hunting me everywhere."
Upon hearing this, Lu Feibai did not ask further questions.
He pursed his lips, "Bei Han, after I die, take good care of her. I know you can contend with Xiao Chizhan and will be able to keep her safe."
Xie Bei Han, the Crown Prince of Bei Qi, was rumored to be ruthless and bloodthirsty, never valuing human life.
In the eleventh year of Shizong's reign, he personally led a campaign against Bei Di and recaptured Qu Du in the northern territories, achieving no defeats in his lifetime.
He threw the handkerchief and smiled grimly, "Don't worry, I will keep my promise to you. I will ensure she lives a prosperous life in Bei Qi!"
Lu Feibai licked his pale lips and looked at him faintly, "This time you didn't just come to Daliang to see me, did you?"
"Xie Bei Chen, that good-for-nothing, has gotten me into a huge mess."
With that, he smiled faintly, "The old emperor wants me to bring him back. Then cutting off an arm and crippling a leg will be enough to make up for my hard journey."