Is my wife farming today?

Chapter 336 My Reverse Scale
"Are you threatening me?" Feng Qingran gritted her teeth.

In her heart, Dugu Xiwei was like the pure and clean snow lotus on the snowy mountain, noble and holy, and could not be desecrated.

She had never expected that he would be so hysterical as to fight with her, regardless of her life or death, just for a rejection.

In Feng Qingran's eyes, refusing would only mean a death, so there was no need for her to be angry with her.

"I can promise you to release Xie Jue, but you also have to promise me that if I find out that you spread this matter in the future." Feng Qingran raised her eyebrows, "The entire Dugu family will be buried with you for your words and deeds today. Do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand." Dugu Xiwei answered neither humbly nor arrogantly, without any intention of being intimidated.

It seemed that in his eyes, the future of the entire Dugu family and his own future were not as important as rejecting one person.

Feng Qingran was angry and resentful, but he could only order his men to release Xie Jue.

By the moat of Liangzhou, as a palace servant played a flute, a dilapidated fishing boat slowly approached the shore. Dugu Xiwei, accompanied by Jiang You and Xue Hanxiang, walked quickly over, holding lanterns with fading lights in their hands, their eyes fixed on the fishing boat approaching the shore.

After a while, the fisherman's wife on the fishing boat grabbed a very thin fishing line by the side of the boat and suddenly pulled up a bamboo basket.

This kind of bamboo basket is specially used to hold fish in the local area, especially those large and ferocious fish.

The fisherwoman, whose face could not be seen clearly, wearing a straw raincoat, threw the bamboo basket immersed in the water to the shore, and before Dugu Xiwei and others could get close, she rowed away.

“Wife.” Dugu Xiwei threw down the lantern, unlocked the bamboo basket, and hugged the soaked, unconscious Xie Jue into his arms. “Wife, wake up! Don’t scare me! Quick, Hanxiang, go to the clinic and ask for a doctor!”

Xue Hanxiang was also frightened by the scene before her and turned away with a pale face.

Jiang You stepped forward and picked her up, "My dear, let's go back home first. The second young lady is still alive."

"Okay." Dugu Xiwei was about to stand up, but suddenly her feet went weak and she fell down. "Don't worry about me. Take her back first. I'll be there in a carriage soon."

Jiang You replied in a deep voice: "Yes."

For the whole night, everyone in the Xie residence was in a state of panic.

After finally making it to dawn, the doctor felt Xie Jue's weak and unstable pulse and breathed a sigh of relief, "He's recovered, he's finally recovered. It's true that good people have good luck, God bless you!"

Dugu Xiwei was so excited that she almost fainted, but was supported by Ruyi and Xue Hanxiang.

Not only had he not eaten the whole day because he refused to come back yesterday, he was also scared and frightened and had already exhausted his energy. Now it was extremely difficult for him to even walk to the bedside to take a look at her.

"My dear, since the master is fine now, you should also take care of yourself." Xue Hanxiang advised: "Otherwise, when the master wakes up, he will blame you."

Dugu Xiwei listened and couldn't help thinking in her heart that she would not blame him. She couldn't bear to do that. She would only feel sorry for herself for not taking good care of this body.

But if something really happens to her tonight, I will definitely not live alone.

This short night seemed like a blink of an eye, yet it also seemed like a year of torture.

Now, Dugu Xiwei can only feel at ease by staying by her bed and waiting for her to open her eyes.

Seeing that she couldn't persuade him, Xue Hanxiang didn't waste any more words and ordered the kitchen to send the food to the room.

After a while, Helan Lian, who came rushing over after hearing the noise, kicked open the closed door.

"Sister Yi!" Helan Lian heard from the servants in the mansion that the princess and her entourage had returned to Kyoto before dawn today. She had asked unintentionally, but the servant accidentally said that the second young lady was also found before dawn. Only then did Helan Lian know why she declined to show up at Helang's banquet yesterday.

"Third Prince, this is my and my husband's boudoir. It is totally unreasonable for you to barge in so rudely." Dugu Xiwei said in a slightly cold voice.

He Lanlian knew that she was too nervous, "It's my fault, I was in a hurry at the moment, I hope you can forgive me."

Dugu Xiwei has always been soft-hearted, so she moved the stool back a few steps and, contrary to her usual behavior, let Helan Lian get closer to her to refuse.

"What's going on? What happened yesterday?" Helan Lian's face was bulging with anger.

Dugu Xi lowered his eyes slightly, then stood up and made a "please" gesture, "Third Prince, please spare me a moment to talk." Two figures, one black and one white, quickly disappeared outside the door.

Soon, Yuqing and the drunk Shen Yiming also rushed over after hearing the news.

"Are you okay?"

"What happened?"

The two arrived one after the other, but the questions they asked were almost the same.

Xue Hanxiang stayed by the couch and said, "It's all right now."

Yu Qing's eyes were scarlet, "Who did it?"

Xue Hanxiang hesitated for a moment and didn't dare to respond, but Shen Yiming walked straight forward, squeezed his seat, and sat next to Xie Jue. His slender fingers gently brushed across his eyebrows, and there was still moisture in his hair.

"Did you give her a bath?" Shen Yiming asked.

Xue Hanxiang shook her head, "No."

"Then why is her hair wet?"

Xue Hanxiang never expected Shen Yiming to be so meticulous, and could only shirk responsibility for a moment, "I, I don't know either." In fact, Dugu Xiwei had just instructed before leaving that no one should leak the news of tonight.

Half an hour later, Helan Lian hurriedly said goodbye to Xie Shen and Dugu Jin, claiming that the King of Rizhao had sent a letter ordering him to return quickly.

Xie Shen didn't want to keep him, so he said a few polite words and sent him out of the house.

Unexpectedly, Helan Lian suddenly dismounted from his horse, staring at her with eyes as sharp as a hawk, "If you are interested, the door of Rizhao Kingdom is always open to you."

Xie Shen smiled back, "Thank you for your kindness, Third Prince. I am old and weak, and from now on, it will be you young people who rule the world." After that, she clasped her fists and said, "Have a safe journey."

Helan Lian knew that he could not convince Xie Shen, so he said no more, mounted his horse gracefully, and said, "Goodbye!" Then he left Liangzhou with Rizhao's guards.

However, that very night.

I declined when you woke up.

Three hundred miles outside Liangzhou City.

Helan Lian rode her horse without stopping to catch up with Feng Qingran's team. She had a total of thirty-six bodyguards with her, not including the secret guards hiding in the dark.

"Feng Qingran." Helan Lian called her by her name.

Feng Qingran turned around and looked at Helan Lian, who was full of anger and had a bad look on his face. A sense of silent fear suddenly surged in her heart. She then calmed down and asked, "Third Prince Helan, the wedding banquet is over. Why are you chasing me instead of going back to Rizhao? What do you want to do?"

Helan Lian bent her index finger and put it into her mouth, followed by an extremely loud and clear whistle.

Suddenly, a group of agile men in black appeared in the night sky, each of them had a sharp, silver-shining throwing knife on his waist. At the end of the throwing knife was a rope like a vine, which was coiled around each of their waists.

As the men in black raised their swords and swung them, the secret guards hiding everywhere fell from the branches before they could even utter a cry of surprise.

Feng Qingran was horrified, and finally panicked and asked: "Helan Lian, what do you want to do?"

Helan Lian grasped the reins tightly, and after taming the neighing horse, he walked slowly into the encirclement of Feng Qingran's guards alone.

"I should have told you that she is my Achilles' heel. If you touch her, you will die, right?"

"She?" Feng Qingran was stunned. "Who is she?"

"Denied." Helan Lian's lips, as thin as paper, uttered two words, and then raised her hand, "Kill her."

These three words came out of his mouth as simple as eating a meal or drinking a sip of water.