Hearing his childish reply, Chu Menglin's heart was moved. She pondered, "If I want to find someone who will take risks for me, I can only rely on Yun Gege." After making up her mind, she exaggerated her sorrowful expression a hundred times and said, "You are really the person who cares about me the most in the world. Since I was little, I have never seen my mother's face. Father also never mentioned her. Every time I asked, he would only scold me for letting my imagination run wild. I can only imagine Mother's appearance, thinking that when I was bullied outside, lying on Mother's knee, she would stroke my head, telling me not to be afraid, then all my worries would disappear. When I was little, Father would often take time out to guide me in martial arts. Those were the happiest days of my life. But ever since he took Jiang Liechen back to the Cult, he only trained him wholeheartedly, he did not ask me at all. I could only talk to the wall alone to relieve some of my loneliness. Don't look at how polite those Cult members are on the surface, I have never had a trusted aide. That's right, they joined our Cult because they wanted to make a name for themselves in Jianghu. Who would take the trouble to curry favor with a precarious master? You see that I always like to bicker with others, so you think I am unreasonable and annoying. Actually, that's not the case, I also have my own difficulties. Ah, because only in this way can other people remember my existence and talk to me a few more times, instead of looking at me with indifferent eyes. I grew up alone, I knew early on that human strength is insignificant, that we can't fight against the Heavens, that our destiny is destined not to be in our own hands. But I am unwilling to accept this. Ah, I am so stupid that I insisted on gambling with something that was destined to happen. In the end, I still lost miserably. Now the person I love the most deceived me, my father wants me to marry my enemy, when I am down and out, even two prison guards dare to wantonly bully me. I am such a failure as a person, a wall that is down, everybody kicks it, that's exactly what I am. "
Listening to her, An Yesun thought about the miserable situation of their childhood. Turns out they were in the same boat. Calming himself down, he said, "Don't think about those sad things anymore. Tomorrow is your big day, I'll help you dress up beautifully. If those rough people in the Cult do it, I won't be at ease. " Chu Menglin immediately cried even louder. An Yesun was flustered and at a loss as to what to do. "Why are you unhappy again? Don't cry, it's my fault. You're already the most beautiful when you don't dress up … "
Chu Menglin cried, "I told you, I won't marry! How dare you say such words to piss me off? You're so bad! "She deliberately stomped her foot and tilted her head to the side. An Yesun would rather betray the world than betray Chu Menglin. Seeing her delicate and timid demeanor, he forgot everything. He hugged her and said seriously, "Don't cry. I'll take you away. I'll take you far away. I won't let you suffer anymore!"
Chu Menglin was waiting for him to say those words. His heart was bursting with joy, but he still pretended to be troubled, "With my current appearance, we won't be able to run far before Father catches us. I can't be your burden. My Father gave the key to Jiang Liechen. He's such a despicable person, he definitely won't let me live free and unfettered. Even if you and I … are not fated to be together. In the next life, I'll be your wife again. "
An Yesun said, "The Young Master treats me well. If I go and beg him, I think he'll give me this favor." With a cold laugh Chu Menglin said, "He's not as benevolent as you think. In public he calls you brother, but in private he's competing fiercely. Doesn't my Father also have the intention to pass on his position? A mountain cannot accommodate two tigers. In the future when he becomes the Hierarch, the first thing he'll do is to eradicate you, the thorn in his side, the thorn in his flesh, so that he can sleep peacefully. I can walk away, but you'll still have to work hard for him. If he uses his power to avenge a private grudge, what will he do? I'm worried about you. "
An Yesun hesitantly said, "The Young Master's martial art and wisdom far surpass mine. In this world, the only one I admire is him. If he wants to kill me, it'll be as easy as blowing off dust; why should he pretend to be friendly? "
Chu Menglin said, "He always pretends to be a loyal minister in front of my Father, a hypocrite, pretending to be united with his subordinates. My Father really likes him a bit more; we're both engaged in an arranged marriage, yet he wants me to marry him and not you. " Seeing An Yesun still did not believe him, he pulled his hand and pressed it against his chest. "Yun Gege," he said, "In my heart I've always regarded you as the Cult's number one warrior. Don't tell me you're willing to be trampled under that little bastard Jiang Liechen's foot and never be able to make a name for yourself? My Father said that you two are like his left and right hands. Think about it, if a person's right hand is crippled, won't he cherish his left hand even more? Listen to me, in for a penny, in for a pound, let him strike first and gain the upper hand. "She moved her other hand sideways and made a throat-slitting gesture.
An Yesun was held by her soft and seemingly boneless little hand; even his bones went soft; he would agree to any unreasonable request. "But when I said I can't beat him, I'm not belittling myself," he said with a bitter smile. "I'm really not his match," he said. Chu Menglin's expression was secretive as he whispered into his ear, "If we fight with real swords and spears, how can the Five Immortals Cult and the Tang School in the middle of Shu be powerful? We still have some leftover poison from the remote area. Go to my room and open the second drawer of the cabinet near the door. Look for a blue porcelain vase; the poison powder inside is extremely poisonous, it can kill people without leaving a trace. "
It wasn't that Anye Yun hadn't wanted to kill Jiang Yuanchen for a long time, but he had been defeated every time. Thus, he had trained even harder to motivate himself. His martial arts had indeed improved by leaps and bounds, and the number of rounds he could withstand in battle had gradually increased. As he grew older, he was almost invincible in Jianghu. Toward Jiang Liechen, he felt a sense of camaraderie. Although he was used to killing people, he always used real martial arts to defeat his opponent. He always wanted to be open and aboveboard. As for using poison and plotting against others, he always despised it. "I don't do that kind of despicable business," he said hesitantly.
Chu Menglin's face darkened. "Then go and use 'despicable' martial arts," he said. "Do you have the ability to do so? If you kill him, I guarantee you the Hierarch's position will be yours. "
An Yesun's heart was in turmoil, but in the end his emotions won out over his reason. His love for Chu Menglin surpassed any friendship. "All right," he said, "But you must know that I don't kill him because I covet that nuisance Hierarch's position." "Even if it's for my sake," Chu Menglin said softly, "Do you have the heart to see me lose my freedom?" Seeing that An Yesun's thoughts had been twisted, he only needed to add one last flame, to destroy the dam, and success would follow. "If that's really the case," he continued, "I'd rather die. Although I can't escape, there are many ways to die. If I want to commit suicide, nobody can stop me. "
An Yesun was halfway through his reply when he hastily changed his mind, "Not good, not good, you must not commit suicide … ay, all right, I'll listen to you." Chu Menglin happily said, "Go quickly and return quickly, I'll wait for your good news!" As soon as he left, Chu Menglin could not restrain himself from cheering loudly.
That night Jiang Liechen was still behind closed doors studying military books and sword manuals when he heard someone knocking on his door. The interval between each knock was very regular, as if the person was well-trained. The noise was soft, just enough for him to hear clearly without disturbing other people. That day there were a lot of people who came to congratulate him, most of them wanted to take the opportunity to flatter him, hoping to be promoted in the future. Jiang Liechen was too lazy to be perfunctory, he did not respond. After knocking for a while, the disciples realized that he had no intention of receiving visitors, so they tactfully withdrew. But this time the visitor kept knocking on his door neither hurriedly nor slowly; he did not show any impatience, but it was clear that he would not give up until he knocked on the door. Jiang Liechen was curious, which subordinate had such strong perseverance, becoming more courageous the more setbacks he faced? After pondering for a while, he put something on the table into his pocket, got up, and pulled the door latch. He had just opened the door when he saw An Yesun standing outside with several large jugs of wine in his hands. He could not help but stare blankly. "Why are you here?" he asked curiously.
An Yesun bowed and said, "Young Master has a big wedding tomorrow, subordinate has come especially to congratulate you." "Many thanks, many thanks," Jiang Liechen said, "Brother Yun, please come in quickly. You are so polite to me, it makes us seem like strangers." As soon as he finished speaking, his heart tightened for no reason. An Yesun was usually modest and respectful, but right now he was so respectful that he felt like a stranger. An Yesun walked into the room and saw that the table was extremely messy. He casually laughed and said, "Young Master is indeed Young Master. The night before your big wedding, you are still reading under the light."
Only then did Jiang Liechen come back to his senses. He hoped that he was just being paranoid, so he sorted the various files and placed them in a corner. An Yesun brushed his clothes on the table, and two bamboo wine cups slid down from his sleeves. A light and elegant aroma wafted through the air. He picked up a wine jug from the ground, opened the mud seal, and filled the two cups with wine. He said, "After tonight, there won't be many opportunities to drink and chat merrily. Let's drink all night and not go home until we're drunk. This subordinate will drink first as a sign of respect." Jiang Liechen raised his head and drank all the wine. He looked at the wine cup in front of him, but did not reach for it. He said indifferently, "The wine does not intoxicate, but the drunkard himself. The actions of a drunkard are the most difficult to predict."
An Yesun was really nervous, so he blurted out, "You have a hidden meaning in your words. These two cups of wine were poured from the same jug. Don't tell me you suspect that I poisoned them? "
Jiang Liechen said, "They are of the same origin, but they come from the same sect. Haven't you heard of a wine jug called Mandarin Duck? If you want to divide the jug into two, I think it would be easier. " As he spoke, his expression was unfathomable, making it difficult for others to grasp his thoughts. An Yesun raised his hand and turned the jug so that he could see that there was no partition between the jug and the jug. Jiang Liechen continued, "Mandarin ducks are very good. It means a pair flying together, and should bring out the best in each other. Unfortunately, this one is not. "When he said the last sentence, he glanced at An Yesun with a smile that was not a smile.
An Yesun could only pretend to be angry to hide his guilt. He said loudly, "Since you think I'm a narrow-minded person, it's useless to say anything more. If you don't drink, I'll drink!" He staked everything on one throw to reach for the wine cup. Jiang Liechen sighed. Just as his fingers were about to touch the bottom of the wine cup, he gently stopped him and said, "No need. You took the jokes at the table seriously. You are my most important brother. If I suspect even you, who can I trust?" Only then did An Yesun's heart return to normal. He said, "If we are brothers, then we'll drink this cup of wine!"
Jiang Liechen said, "You know I'm not a casual person. Martial arts have martial arts, and wine has its own way. If you don't take the wine's taste and quality into consideration, the best wine will only be a turbid drink to quench your thirst. In ancient times, there was a poem saying, 'Grape wine in a luminous cup', and another saying, 'Jade bowls filled with amber light'. Every kind of wine has a corresponding wine cup. Wine is like tea, both are inseparable from the way of 'taste'. When I'm free, I occasionally have a collection. Although I don't dare say I have everything, I can at least use it to fill the table a little. "He walked to the side and took out two rhinoceros horn cups from the cabinet. He filled them to the brim and said," Please. " An Yesun steadily lifted one cup with his right hand. His expression was calm as he drained it in one gulp. His left hand was hidden in his sleeve, but it was already covered with sweat.
An Yesun had not done anything to the wine or the wine jar. The mystery lay in the wine cups. The one placed in front of him had poison smeared on the rim of the cup opposite his lips. When Jiang Liechen proposed to exchange wine cups, he would take the cup and directly face the poison. The other cup was completely covered with poison. Therefore, when he brought the cup, he had to hide it in his sleeve first. It was not an act. He did not know whether Jiang Liechen deliberately did not ask after seeing through his trick, or if he really was' fastidious' and got good luck. His heart was anxious, but he had a bright idea. "I can't use poison. I can just make him drunk with wine and steal the key. That's it." After he thought it through, he was instantly overjoyed. He enthusiastically poured more wine and tried to find a topic to talk about. "The first time we met in the main hall, I had a feeling that you would be my strongest opponent in all aspects. Sure enough. I wonder how you felt when you first met me? "
Jiang Liechen said, "I didn't think too much. It was very simple: 'If you're not a friend, then you're an enemy.'"
An Yesun had just taken a sip of wine and was about to swallow it when he heard Jiang Liechen's words. He was startled and swallowed the wine down his throat. Immediately, he felt a burning sensation in his throat, as if steel needles had pierced his throat. He coughed and tried his best to hold it back. His expression was pained. Jiang Liechen smiled and said, "But now you and I are best friends. It seems like our premonitions are very accurate."
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