The Prince Wants to Assassinate Me Every Day-Chapter 26 - : Total Victory

The first round.

Lu You stopped shaking the dice cup nervously.

Zhao Wentang said, "Miss Ye's turn."

Ye Qichi stared at the dice cup for a good while before she said, "Small."

"Then, I'll open for large!" Zhao Wentang said cheerfully.

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Under the watchful eyes of all, Lu You revealed the result.

"Large!" someone shouted loudly at the side, "Master Zhao wins."

"Thanks for the round." Zhao Wentang appeared rather smug.

Ye Qichi smiled, saying nothing.

The second round began.

Ye Qichi wagered on large.

The result was small.

A crushing defeat.

The third round, the fourth round, the fifth round.

Ye Qichi didn't win a single round.

Lu You grew increasingly nervous.

Could the Princess even survive to return home at this rate?!

Staying off to the side, Ye Yunan was also extremely worried; he stopped Ye Qichi, "Enough, don't gamble anymore!"

Ye Qichi, however, remained relaxed and generous, "Just not my lucky day! Never mind, let's keep going."

"Is Miss Ye sure she wants to continue?" Zhao Wentang, having won several rounds consecutively, was naturally overjoyed, "The next round is where things get serious!"

Ye Qichi smiled, "I've signed and placed my pledge, I won't go back on my word."

"Since Miss Ye is so straightforward, I will say no more, let's continue!"

"Continue." Ye Qichi nodded.

Lu You's hands started to tremble.

If we lose this round, should we lose... the Princess might end up with her hands chopped off.

Just the thought of that scenario was too horrifying for Lu You to even contemplate!

Her eyes brimmed with tears.

After a long pause, she finally stopped shaking the dice cup and placed it on the table.

"Shall I go first?" asked Ye Qichi.

"Please do," Zhao Wentang replied graciously.

After some thought, Ye Qichi declared, "Open for small."

"Open for large!" Zhao Wentang responded.

With trembling hands, Lu You unveiled the dice cup.

Large!

Ye Qichi lost again.

At the sight of the outcome, Lu You couldn't help but burst into tears.

How could this happen!

If anything happened to the Princess, how could we bear it!

"No more gambling!" Ye Yunan, unable to watch any longer, spoke up, "We concede."

"If you concede, a hand must be chopped off your Miss Ye," Zhao Wentang said with pride.

"I will replace my sister and have my hands chopped off, both of them!" Ye Yunan proclaimed loudly.

"I respect you as a true man!" Zhao Wentang mocked with a forced compliment, "As long as Miss Ye concedes, I shall accommodate your request!"

"No concession." Ye Qichi's voice was calm and indifferent.

"Ye Qichi..." Ye Yunan called her name, clearly out of patience and frustrated.

"Brother, a bet of seven rounds means seven rounds," Ye Qichi said with a light and breezy demeanor, unflustered, "Having lost six, by probability, I should win at least once. A person can't always be so unlucky!"

"I can't let you take this risk!" Ye Yunan said excitedly.

"If I lose, I'll blame no one. If I win, I'd have saved you and made a tidy sum on the side." Ye Qichi looked at Zhao Wentang, "Master Zhao, I'm not good at math, so how much would forty-two billion be if doubled?"

Zhao Wentang's face turned somewhat dark.

Up until now, winning had filled him with an overzealous confidence, partly because the first six rounds had not been much of a loss to him; even if he lost the sixth round, it would have merely meant letting Ye Yunan go, and so he gambled without a care!

But the seventh round was about wagering his own life.

He couldn't help but recall the woman's words -- winning six rounds... owning a gambling house for many years, he knew all too well that without cheating, the chances of continuous winning were slim to none.

To actually risk it...

He couldn't help but glance upwards, uncertain of what decision to make.

The noble young master on the second floor did not express any opinion.

Clearly letting him make his own decision.

"Let's begin," Ye Qichi called out to Lu You.

Lu You shook her head, her gaze persistently persuading her to give up.

But Ye Qichi pretended not to notice.

Lu You had no choice.

Just as she was about to shake the dice cup once more.

"I concede defeat!" Zhao Wentang suddenly spoke up.

The words uttered stunned everyone present.

Only Ye Qichi and the noble young master upstairs seemed to have anticipated this, remaining impassive.

Actually, from the start, what Ye Qichi gambled on was not the size of the dice.

It was human nature she gambled on.

Zhao Wentang couldn't possibly gamble with his life for real. Others might, but as a seasoned gambler, he knew very well what stakes he could afford and what he could not. Having seen too many gambling tragedies, he wouldn't let himself make the same mistakes.

Ye Qichi was well aware that Zhao Wentang would never bet with her on the seventh round, no matter who won or lost in the previous six rounds; he would not take that risk. The reason Zhao Wentang agreed to gamble with her was simply because he bet that she wouldn't last until the last round.

"Is Master Zhao really conceding?" Ye Qichi deliberately feigned surprise on the surface, "You're so lucky today, won't you gamble one more round?!"

"Show our guest out!" Zhao Wentang's face darkened.

Without any explanation, he left with his people straight away.

Ye Qichi's lips curled slightly, and she turned to Lu You, "Help the young master to leave."

"...Yes, yes!" Lu You took a long time to react.

How did the situation turn around so dramatically?!

Ye Yunan was also both excited and frightened at the moment. He hurriedly followed Ye Qichi and left the gambling house, swearing never to set foot in there again.

After leaving, the noble young master upstairs gently waved his fan and said, "Ye Zhilan, right? Look into this woman."

"Yes, Your Highness, Prince of Chu."

A smile tugged at the corners of the Prince of Chu's mouth, his cold gaze flickering momentarily.

Aside from Bai Mowan, no other woman had sparked such great interest in him.

...

After leaving the gambling house.

Lu You's legs gave out.

Ye Qichi quickly supported her, "What's wrong?"

"Scared stiff," Lu You admitted, feeling weak.

Ye Qichi smiled helplessly.

"Princess, you really scared me to death just now!" Lu You looked at the Princess, who appeared carefree, with a touch of emotion, "If you had really lost, you would've been dead."

"I wouldn't lose," Ye Qichi confidently said, "Zhao Wentang wouldn't dare to gamble with me on the seventh round. As long as I don't concede defeat, I would win. It's just a test of mental strength, that's all."

"Mental strength?" Lu You had never heard this term before.

Ye Qichi didn't explain.

She helped the wobbly Lu You as they prepared to head back to the Minister Mansion.

"Qi'er," Ye Yunan suddenly called out to her.

Ye Qichi looked at Ye Yunan.

"Thank you," Ye Yunan said earnestly.

"I've said it before, we're family."

"But in the past, I wasn't good to you."

"Just be good to me from now on," Ye Qichi said magnanimously.

Ye Yunan was taken aback, then firmly said, "Definitely."

"And my mother," Ye Qichi added casually.

Even though Ye Yunan was not often in the inner courtyard, he was somewhat aware of the dynamics.

He once again affirmed, "I will certainly take good care of mother."

Ye Qichi smiled.

She was about to leave the Minister Mansion soon, and with Zhou Ruotang having such cunning schemes, she would be relieved only if someone took care of Qin Mengxi!

Of course, there's also the need to prevent the Minister Mansion from being exploited by the Prince of Chu!

Therefore, she must secure the support of the Ye Family members as soon as possible!