frightfiction Chapter 44 New Scheme
Chapter 44 New Scheme
In the Inviting Moon Pavilion, Han Yi leisurely leaned back in his recliner. Tonight, the moon was too lazy to come out, and the stars refused to show their faces.
Han Yi dismissed the servants and stayed alone in the Inviting Moon Pavilion.
Looking leisurely towards the front courtyard in the distance, Wu'an Hall looked quite different from usual, exuding an indescribable solemnity.
Han Yi knew perfectly well that the Third Prince had asked his father to send troops to defend the emperor.
Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a faint, mocking smile. If he were the Prince of Zhenbei, he wouldn't be like those blindly loyal fellows, running off to serve the emperor. He would definitely use the pretext of serving the emperor to ascend to the throne in one step.
Hmph, what loyalty to the country? In Han Yi's eyes, that's all utter nonsense.
Throughout history, how many emperors have been good people? They were all ungrateful wretches. Han Yi wasn't the kind of fool who would be sold out and still help the seller count the money. He wouldn't do such a stupid thing.
Just as Han Yi was lost in his thoughts, he heard light footsteps approaching. His ears twitched; without turning around, he knew who it was. Sure enough, Mu Qingwan appeared silently behind him.
"Han Yi, is something on your mind?" Mu Qingwan asked softly, her voice as gentle as a breeze across a lake.
Han Yi raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise flashing across his face, then teased, "Oh, isn't this the beautiful Mu? This is quite a rare thing today, the first time you've taken the initiative to talk to me. What, do you have something to say?"
To be honest, the relationship between Han Yi and Mu Qingwan was at most a cooperative one of mutual exploitation.
Mu Qingwan used to be arrogant like a peacock because she was pretty. Every time they met, she never gave Han Yi a kind look, always treating him with disdain.
The two were separated for half a year. When they met again, Han Yi had come to terms with it and was too lazy to try to win her over and annoy her. He had already decided that he would avoid meeting her if possible to avoid getting upset.
Most importantly, this woman is very shrewd and has a deep mind, making her unfathomable.
He secretly compared them in his heart and thought that his senior sister was better! Being with his senior sister made life more enjoyable and fun. But when he faced Mu Qingwan, he felt like he was on edge every time they met, and it was exhausting.
"You don't want to see me?" Mu Qingwan was not angry when she heard Han Yi's nonchalant words. Instead, she raised her eyebrows slightly and asked him in a slow and unhurried manner.
She was actually feeling a bit conflicted, both curious about Han Yi's current attitude and secretly hoping for something. This question was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples.
Han Yi leisurely shifted his sitting position, leaning back in the recliner without even raising his eyes, and casually replied, "Now that we've embarked on the path of cultivation, we're focused on purifying our six senses. What worldly distractions are there? What's this talk about wanting to see each other? That's childish. Qingwan, if you have something to say, don't beat around the bush, just say it directly."
He spoke casually, but in his heart he was wondering if Mu Qingwan had come to him today because she was up to no good.
Upon hearing this, Mu Qingwan felt a pang in her heart, as if a piece of her heart had suddenly been missing, leaving her feeling empty and lost.
She recalled how, in the past, this shameless, spoiled young master would call her "wife" so affectionately every time he saw her, so cloyingly sweet it gave her goosebumps. But now, the address had become distant and cold, as if he were a completely different person. She gently bit her lip, suppressing the disappointment in her heart, composed herself, and asked, "I just want to ask you, among those princes in the capital, which one do you plan to side with?"
The moment the question was posed, the air around seemed to grow heavier. After all, the situation in the capital was tense, and this was a crucial decision concerning life and death, future prospects and wealth.
Han Yi's previously nonchalant gaze instantly sharpened like an eagle's, a faint smile playing on his lips, a smile tinged with untamed arrogance. He laughed heartily, his laughter echoing through the silent Inviting Moon Pavilion: "I don't want to stand next to any of them, to be their follower, their foil! If I'm going to stand, I'll stand behind them, making them all obedient. Only those who obey are qualified to stand in front of me and run errands for me!"
These words were spoken with an air of dominance, as if he had already stood at the pinnacle of power, looking down upon all living beings and treating those princes as mere pawns to be manipulated at will.
"I want to help you. We are husband and wife, we are one, we share the same fate!" Mu Qingwan looked at Han Yi with a firm gaze, her eyes revealing genuine sincerity.
Upon hearing this, Han Yi paused slightly, his previously nonchalant expression instantly vanishing. He slowly stood up and looked directly at Mu Qingwan.
After gazing at each other silently for a moment, Han Yi suddenly smiled, a smile like the first ray of dawn breaking through the clouds, carrying a hint of playfulness and profound meaning.
“Interesting. Since we’re partners in the same boat, it’s my turn to show my appreciation and place a bet.”
Han Yi suddenly raised his voice and shouted loudly at the seemingly empty surroundings, "Han Li, Han Yu, come out and pay your respects to the Crown Princess!"
Two dark figures suddenly appeared and came to Mu Qingwan's side.
These two men were agile and composed, clearly masters among masters.
Without saying a word, they bowed deeply to Mu Qingwan with a thud, their knees landing with a resounding thud.
"Your subordinate greets the Crown Princess!"
"This is Han Li, the leader of the assassination organization 'Luo Tian,' a ruthless character who has fought his way up through countless battles. Every one of his men is highly skilled, taking lives as easily as taking candy from a baby. This is Han Yu, the leader of the intelligence organization 'Spy Network.' There's nothing in this world he can't find out. No matter how secretive the information, it's as if it's out in the open in his hands. From today onwards, they will both be under your command."
Han Yi gave her a brief introduction to the basic situation of the two organizations. Looking at the confidence and boldness in his eyes, he was an incomparably domineering king.
Only then did Mu Qingwan truly see the ambition of the man in front of her. He had already mastered intelligence and assassination, and now all he needed was her family's wealth and the military power in the hands of the Prince of Zhenbei.
Mu Qingwan stared wide-eyed at the scene before her, her shock evident in her eyes.
After a long while, she finally came to her senses and blurted out, "It seems you are completely different from what I imagined. I was blind and underestimated you before! The young master's thoughts are so deep. Today has truly broadened my horizons!"
"I'll leave things here to you. I'm returning to Qingluan Peak tomorrow!"
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The next day, Han Yi bid a reluctant farewell to his parents.
Alone, he embarked on the journey back to Qingluan Peak, not knowing when he would return.
After turning back one last time, Han Yi resolutely turned around and ran towards Qingluan Peak.
Today's separation is for a better reunion in the future. He knows his road ahead is long and arduous, and he has too many people to protect. "I must work even harder, for my family, and even more so for myself to make a name for myself!"
……
When Han Yi arrived at the foot of Qingluan Peak, Mingyue and Huixin were already waiting on the only way up the mountain, eagerly anticipating his arrival.
"Senior sister, is your divine sense accurate? Didn't you say Yu Ji was coming this way? Why isn't she here yet?" Hui Xin's chubby face was slightly red with anxiety as she shouted at the top of her lungs.
"Here he comes!" Mingyue, with her sharp eyes, spotted Han Yi walking up the stairs at a glance, her clear voice filled with joy.
Han Yi looked up and saw two familiar faces. A warm feeling welled up in his heart, and his eyes even became a little moist.
"Good heavens, these two rascals actually came all the way down the mountain to pick me up!" He didn't hesitate, taking a step forward, opening his arms, and hugging the two of them tightly.
This unexpected embrace made Mingyue overjoyed and completely captivated.
But Huixin was not happy about it. Like a little beast with its fur standing on end, she reluctantly pushed Han Yi away, and in doing so, separated Mingyue as well.
Mingyue's heart blazed with rage, like a powder keg that had been ignited. She mentally cursed Huixin a torrent of abuse: "That fat bastard, deliberately ruining my plans! Just wait till I get my hands on him!"
"Which of you two will take me up the mountain?" Han Yi looked at Huixin and Mingyue, his clear voice echoing in the air like a mountain spring.
A long white robe fluttered gently in the wind, making him look even more dashing against the backdrop of green trees and red flowers, like a celestial being descended to earth.
Her upturned lips and gentle smile were like a breath of fresh air.
Huixin, that fatso, was quite clever. Her eyes darted around, and instead of answering immediately, she turned her head to the side and looked at Mingyue, her eyes seeming to say, "Senior Sister, I'm open to looking at you!"
"Have you forgotten that you were injured yesterday when the furnace exploded while you were refining pills?" Mingyue looked at Huixin and spoke slowly.
She knew perfectly well that this was a rare opportunity that she couldn't let slip by.
"What! An explosion?" Huixin's eyes widened upon hearing this, her face turning pale and then red.
For him, this was like forcing a martial arts practitioner to admit he was a coward with a knife in his hand; he felt incredibly frustrated.