The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife-Chapter 477: Loyalty and Honor--Xie Beihan’s Self-Sacrifice

Chapter 477: Loyalty and Honor--Xie Beihan’s Self-Sacrifice ƒгeewёbnovel.com

Initially, Ye Chengyan only sought a precaution, but Xuanyuan Che had no intention of allowing him to sit comfortably as the Royal Heir. Sending a secret formula to Chen Yuanzhu would naturally trigger a series of reactions. The ruler intended to cripple Mu Nation’s court, but with the Ninth Princess unexpectedly out and even the Ninth Prince in trouble, it was an opportunity too good to miss. By seizing this moment, Ye Chengyan could be used to topple Capital, taking the throne, and thus making it easy to eliminate the Ninth Prince and his wife.

"Yan’er, that day when you saw me drinking tea, it was to stop me..." Xie Beihan’s face was filled with sorrow as he stared at Ye Chengyan. "But in the end, you did nothing to stop it!"

Ye Chengyan’s heart trembled, and he instinctively explained, "Cousin, I have the antidote..."

"Don’t make excuses!" Xie Beihan clenched his fists. "You’re not smart, but you are petty. You’re not worthy to be the Royal Heir!"

His voice echoed in the night, like daggers piercing Ye Chengyan’s heart. He laughed, unusually sinister, "Yes, even though I’m not worthy of being the Royal Heir, I control your lives now. The nobles of the Capital all need me for the antidote! Even the Chu family is in the same predicament!"

Xie Beihan declared, "Then you won’t get your wish. The poison won’t work on me or the Chu family!"

Ye Chengyan was stunned and looked at Xuanyuan Che for an explanation.

"It’s the Talisman," Xuanyuan Che said, narrowing his eyes with admiration. "If it weren’t for the contract, the current ruler would have recruited the Ninth Princess to be Border Nation’s Grand Sorceress."

The situation became clear. Qing Feng said, "Brother, since we hit it off, why don’t you just let us go this time?"

For some reason, Qingyang still had a hint of hope. But Xuanyuan Che smiled and said, "I just wanted to express the bitterness and suffering of these twenty years. Now that you’ve heard it, you should die."

Immediately, Ye Chengyan ordered the Black Armor Guards, "Kill them!"

Qing Feng’s face fell, and he made Qingyang stand by himself. He had spent so long sweeping the floors at the Supervisory Office; this was not a game. He was about to engage in battle. Unfortunately, the prince couldn’t see it, but as long as Qingyang survived, he would tell the prince of his bravery.

The Black Armor Guards closed in.

"Yan’er!"

Xie Beihan suddenly shouted from behind. Everyone turned to see him holding a dagger to his own throat. His face was filled with anger and resolve as he said, "Let them go, or I will die right here."

"Marquis Zhenbei, don’t do this! We can fight our way out!" Qing Feng shouted.

Qingyang kicked him, whispering, "Be quiet!"

This wasn’t the time for showing off!

Ye Chengyan’s heart tightened. "Cousin, you’ve always been afraid of death and pain. I don’t believe you. Besides, you just tried to kill me. Why should I care about your life?"

He was gambling, betting that Xie Beihan was only threatening.

"Ha! I may be as useless as you, but I know how to write the words ’loyalty’ and ’honor’!" Xie Beihan declared. "Even if you don’t care, if I die with them, I will leave behind a reputation of purity!"

With that, he closed his eyes, and red marks appeared on his neck.

"Cousin! Stop!" At the sight of the blood, Ye Chengyan spoke before his brain caught up with his mouth. He was terrified, trembling slightly. This was his cousin, someone who cared for him...

Xie Beihan stopped, opening his eyes to look at him. "Yan’er, I only ask this once! Let them go!"

"Alright!" After a struggle, Ye Chengyan reluctantly agreed. "This once! The Capital is under my control now. Capturing them again will not be difficult."

Xuanyuan Che was infuriated. It was no wonder he had been rejected three times. Such a soft-hearted person could never accomplish anything great! But with the King of Enchanting Bugs on Ye Chengyan, the Black Armor Guards only listened to him, leaving Xuanyuan Che powerless.

The Black Armor Guards stepped aside.

Qing Feng hurriedly took Qingyang away.

Ye Chengyan didn’t let the Black Armor Guards pursue them. Instead, he stared at Xie Beihan. "Aren’t you going to put down the dagger?"

Xie Beihan hesitated, his hands and body growing weak. The dagger fell to the ground, and he slumped down. Sweat appeared on his forehead as he touched his neck. Seeing the blood on his fingers, he was still shaken. Yet, he did not forget the current situation, and he said with a pained heart, "Yan’er, must you force yourself into such a corner? Think of your aunt!"

"If royal uncle could give me another chance, I wouldn’t be in such a situation!" Ye Chengyan turned away with determination in his voice. "When I ascend the throne, my mother will be pleased."

She would be pleased!

Time was up.

Ye Chengyan added, "Go to the Mansion of Marquis Anyang."

Qingyang was bleeding heavily, his steps faltering.

Qing Feng immediately carried him on his back, rushing towards the Mansion of Marquis Anyang.

"I didn’t expect... after some time apart, your stamina would be this good," Qingyang said.

"Nonsense! Not to brag, but I’ve never slacked off on my training while sweeping the floors. I’ve gained a deeper understanding of inner strength and martial arts!" Qing Feng said with some pride. "Once you’re healed, we should spar. You definitely won’t be my match."

Qingyang smiled, "In my current state, I’m no match for you."

Qing Feng snorted, "Seems you’re not convinced. Once you’re better, we’ll see."

"Alright..." Qingyang, losing more blood, felt a cold shiver. "You were at the Supervisory Office, how did you avoid the Enchanting Bug?"

"Blame my diligence; I practiced too much and missed dinner," Qing Feng said, sounding guilty.

In truth, he felt forgotten by the prince and had secretly cried under his covers, missing his meal.

Qingyang smiled again, recognizing the tremor in Qing Feng’s voice when he lied, but he didn’t expose him. Instead, he continued to speak softly about Emperor Muwu’s instructions.

"Stop talking!" Qing Feng said nervously. "It sounds like you’re making a will. Once we reach the Marquis’s residence, you’ll be saved!"

He closed his mouth, focusing on keeping his pace steady.

Qingyang could only hear the howling wind, feeling his life slipping away bit by bit.

The Mansion of Marquis Anyang was close at hand!

When Qing Feng finally arrived and saw Qingyang’s pale face and weak breath, he was deeply worried. He shouted, "Help! Someone, help my good brother! He’s about to die!"

Qingyang’s ears rang, and he sighed heavily, speaking softly, "I’ve only used the Turtle Breathing Method to slow the blood flow, so I’m not so easily dying."