A rebellious minister forced me to be a foolish king

Chapter 497 Refusing Marriage in Exchange for Engagement Letter

In the middle of the night, everything is silent.

Because of the little emperor's visit, the main hall was very lively. After Yuan Wuyou quickly finished his dinner, he returned to his own room.

At that time, Yuan Wuyou was sitting on the couch on the floor in the room, lying on the small table in the middle, clumsily untying the blood-soaked bandage on his left arm.

Besides a candle, there was also a white porcelain vase on the table, which contained two camellias and two peonies. The two camellias, one red and one white, were exactly what Sister Feng and the little emperor had picked for her. The peonies were picked from the flowers in the corridor at the door, and they were also white and red.

Suddenly I heard someone knocking on the door and asked softly:
"Is it convenient for you, my lady?"

She didn't know whether she should reply that it was convenient or inconvenient, so she said impatiently, "Come in and talk!"

As the person pushed the door open, the girl sitting at the head of the bed looked up and saw that it was Gao Yanzong, who was carrying a bag and approaching her with a cold face.

Yuan Wuyou was deeply surprised, "What are you doing here?"

He was the one who said he wanted to draw a line, and now he was the one who was sticking to her again. She really couldn't understand what he was twisting his head about. As the saying goes, when things are out of the ordinary, there must be something wrong. She was alert to the fact that something was wrong.

But the man in black clothes had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, which was made to look even more heroic by the soft and thin fabric. He walked towards her with his long legs, carrying his bag in his hand, and said calmly,
"I remembered that you, the one-armed heroine, haven't changed your medicine yet."

"You came to change my medicine? Are you trying to get revenge on me?"

"You still don't trust me? I was the one who tied the bandage on your arm now."

Yuan Wuyou looked down at his arms and instantly lost his confidence. Suddenly, he discovered that the layers of knots on the knotted white cloth strips were quite beautiful, like a blooming, intricate flower.

In the blink of an eye, she felt a black screen in front of her eyes... The thin man like a wall was already in front of her. Gao Yanzong was very familiar and put the bag on the table in front of her.

When he saw the camellia and peony in the porcelain vase on the table, his heart suddenly trembled, and he wanted to say something, but he suppressed it.

Yuan Wuyou pointed at the knot on his left arm bandage.
"Tying knots into a ball is also your technique?"

“That’s a camellia knot.”

After replying in a muffled voice, Gao Yanzong took her left arm roughly and patiently untied the white bandage on her arm. Because it had not been changed for a long time, the area near the wound had turned dark red, and the bottom layer of cloth had stuck to her flesh and blood.

Neither of them spoke. The man in black just lowered his head to remove the sticky bloody cloth for her. The girl opposite him also gritted her teeth and said nothing. She was in so much pain that even her arm, which was held in his palm, was shaking, but she didn't even scream.

A candle was lit on the table. Facing the dim light, no one was willing to talk, and the room was suddenly terribly silent.

Gao Yanzong skillfully cleaned her wound and applied medicine to it in one go. But when the medicine powder that corroded the rotten flesh was sprinkled into the wound, Yuan Wuyou still couldn't bear the pain!

"Ah..." A short cry of surprise came out, causing the man who was busy with his work to look up nervously.

When he saw that she was gritting her teeth in pain and refused to say a word, Gao Yanzong just rolled his eyes at her. He did not blame her for being stubborn, but silently made his movements with his hands more gentle.

After Gao Yanzong changed the medicine on her sore, he carefully wrapped it with a white bandage. He wanted to tie a knot but resisted and just handled her arm gently.

"Okay, you have to change the medicine twice a day for the next three days. I will come and change your medicine tomorrow morning."

"Why don't you tie the camellia knot anymore?"

“It’s not easy.”

After that, Gao Yanzong cleaned up the mess on the table skillfully. He rolled up the cloth she had changed into a ball, held it in his hand, and stood up to leave. When he turned sideways, the girl sitting on the couch suddenly grabbed him with her right hand - "You're leaving now?"

"I'll go throw away the dirty cloth."

"You came here tonight with such a serious face, just to change the medicine for me?"

As he spoke, Yuan Wuyou snatched the dirty cloth from his hand and threw it into the bamboo cage at the foot of the bed.

Gao Yanzong pursed his lips, lowered his eyes to glance at the bundle of medicine bottles on the table, still avoiding her gaze.

"We just mentioned breaking up today. I know you're tired of my inconsistency. I'm not here to win you back. I have backbone."

"Do you believe what you said? Don't you have anything else to show me this time?"

She took his hand with her right arm and used brute force to pull the man in black to sit on the bed. He reluctantly sat next to her.

The two men looked at each other. The girl in red remained calm and composed, as if it was okay for him to leave, and as long as he stayed, something would happen between them... like their old love would be rekindled.

This girl always took advantage of him with an innocent look on her face.

But when she spoke again, she asked him in a calm tone:

"What? Why don't you show me the marriage proposal from Zhou? Didn't you bring it with you?"

Hearing this, Gao Yanzong was shocked! He almost thought his plan was exposed. When he saw her inquiring eyes, he realized that she was just deceiving him!

This tyrant... is so smart. She still pretends to be a tyrant to make him feel more at ease when getting along with her.

Gao Yanzong's eyelashes, as slender as butterfly wings, fluttered twice, trying to reveal his flaws, and cleared his throat twice, "I was just looking for a chance to tell you about this. In fact, this time, the emperor asked me to urge you to write a reply to the emperor of Zhou."

"Oh? How do you want me to reply?"

The man pursed his lips slightly with his pink tip, licking the plump lips to make them fuller and more moist. However, he still kept his eyes down and did not look at her, and said in a low and magnetic voice:
"Of course I hope you will reject Lord Yuwen's proposal."

Seeing that he didn't look at her, Yuan Wuyou simply lowered his head to fiddle with the knotted white cloth on his left arm, saying nonchalantly:

"If I sternly refuse the marriage proposal and Zhou becomes angry and embarrassed, will you, Qi, protect me? Or have you already arranged a response for me?"

Both of them were very smart and liked to be straightforward when fighting. Gao Yanzong sighed and said calmly,

"Actually... Fourth Brother wants you to write me a letter of engagement, and Qi will use it to reject Lord Yuwen."

The candlelight on the table flickered, and hot sparks suddenly burst out, reflecting the beautiful face of the girl in a red shirt sitting at the end of the couch, with surprised eyes.

"Your fourth brother really dotes on you. Is he willing to give this to you?"

Gao Yanzong lowered his eyes and said nothing. He untied his bundle and took out a blank piece of paper and a writing brush. "I know you are in a difficult situation. I don't really want to exchange engagement letters with you. Just write a few words. It will be fine. It will be a good opportunity for me to see how your handwriting is."

Yuan Wuyou had seen Gao Yanzong's calligraphy, although it was all sent to Lu Lingxuan, recording his feelings about the history of the emperor's fall. His handwriting was like his personality, his running script was very sharp and beautiful.

She thought her handwriting was not beautiful. After all, it was written by copying the Weibei style, so it was at most square and regular. So she said with difficulty, "It's definitely not as beautiful as yours, so..."

Before she finished her words, Gao Yanzong had already slapped a few pages of blank paper on the table in front of her.