Chapter 1096: Decisive Battle (6)

Qi Haoran was so angry that he picked Fan Zijin up and spun him around 180 times, knocking him out. Only then did he rip up the paintings in his tent. In order to prevent future trouble, he even tore all the white paper in the tent and snapped all the brushes. Only then did he look at Fan Zijin, who was lying on the ground, panting.

He pointed at Fan Zijin’s nose and scolded, “Don’t think that I won’t dare to beat you up just because you’re my cousin! Are you still my brother? You actually urged…” Qi Haoran lowered his voice and roared, “You actually urged Ah Ling to remarry. What’s the meaning of this? Do I owe you money, or do I owe you money?”

As stood up with a dizzy head, Fan Zijin realized that he had fallen into Mu Yangling’s trap. For a moment, the atmosphere was very tense. He casually grabbed a broken brush on the ground and threw it at him, shouting, “You might as well beat me up. Do you believe whatever Mu Yangling says? She was the one who asked me to draw those paintings. She has the intention to remarry, so hurry up and go into the city. If you die, she’ll immediately remarry, bringing along Little Bear and the others!”

“Bullsh*t!” Qi Haoran stomped his feet. “If Ah Ling really had such thoughts, would she still let me see those paintings? She asked you to draw, and you simply obliged? Since when are you so obedient towards her? You must be the one who urged her. You just can’t stand to see us living so blissfully!”

Fan Zijin lay on the ground and looked at the top of the tent. “You can say whatever you want. Anyway, just remember that if you dare to die in the Central Capital, I’ll dare to marry her off. Not only will I marry her off, but I’ll also let her bring along your son and daughter, as well as your assets. Hmph, if you don’t believe me, just watch.”

Shocked to hear such a vicious reply from Fan Zijin, Qi Haoran momentarily forgot how to speak.

Fan Zijin glanced at him sideways and saw him clenching and unclenching his fists. She was really afraid that he would hit him. He would be half-dead from this punch, right?

Hence, Fan Zijin got up and moved to the entrance of the tent. “Eldest Cousin also knows about this, and he has tacitly agreed. Do you think you can oppose that? If you die now, how can Ah Ling be a widow for 20 to 30 years considering she’s still so young? Even if Eldest Cousin and I are willing, I don’t think your sons will be willing.”

Fan Zijin tried his best to sow discord and told Qi Haoran that if he died, no one in this world would remember him. His brothers would forget him, his wife would remarry, and his sons and daughter would call someone else father. Other than a tombstone in front of the grave, who else would remember him?

Qi Haoran left sadly.

Yanmo came in to help his master up and said in a low voice, “Master, isn’t this move too ruthless?”

Fan Zijin rolled his eyes and said, “If I didn’t make the blow harsher, would Mu Yangling still need to appear? Geez, I’m dizzy. Hurry up and help me to the bed. Who exactly taught him to spin in circles?”

Yanmo held back his laughter and said, “Fortunately, His Highness was still rational and only spun you around in circles. If he were to use his fists…”

After glaring at him, Fan Zijin held his forehead and crawled onto the bed shakily. He’d wanted Mu Yangling to rush forward to block the knife before he appeared to earnestly persuade or warn Haoran. Why was the situation completely reversed now?

Mu Yangling was too cunning. He would never play with her again.

When Qi Haoran returned to the tent and saw the torn paintings on the ground, he became even sadder. He sat on the bed in a daze with red eyes.

Mu Yangling sat beside him and poked him. “What did you do to Zijin? I heard his screams from afar.”

Qi Haoran ignored her with reddened eyes. With a sigh, Mu Yangling said, “Are you planning to not talk to me for the rest of your life?”

“Since you’re already planning to remarry, what else do I have to say to you?” At this point, Qi Haoran couldn’t help but wipe his tears.

Mu Yangling was both angry and amused. “Did you really believe I was going to remarry?”

Qi Haoran looked at her with reddened eyes. Mu Yangling’s heart softened and she hugged him. “We’re just angry at you. You’re focused on charging in, but have you thought about us? Have you ever thought about what will happen to Big Brother, Zijin, and the children if you die?”

“I have 70%…”

“To us, what we see is the 30% probability.” Mu Yangling interrupted him and looked at him seriously. “Haoran, after you die, I’ll definitely be sad and might even despair. Perhaps I might even die from the sadness and despair, but what about our children? Little Bear is already a big child, so there’s no need to worry about him. Still, what about Tiger Head, Little Lion, Little Leopard, and Baozhu?”

“Especially Little Leopard and Baozhu. They’re only two years old and have just started talking. They don’t even remember the face of someone they haven’t seen for two months. If we die, can Tiger Head take good care of his four younger siblings? And if he focused all his energy on his younger siblings, what would he amount to?”

Qi Haoran’s eyes turned red as he tried his best to suppress the tears in his eyes.

“I might live for the sake of my children, even if it’s like a walking corpse. Or, I might be sad for a while. As time passes, I might forget about you and find someone to remarry…”

Qi Haoran was stunned.

Mu Yangling wiped her tears and continued, “I just imagined the best ending for me should the worst possible outcome happen. If I made the worst decision, what would you do?”

Qi Haoran’s heart ached at the thought that Mu Yangling would be buried with him, leaving behind the two children and the young Tiger Head and Little Lion. His lips trembled as he said, “Then, then you mustn’t remarry. In any case, you can’t start looking at those stinky men’s portraits now. Will they treat Little Bear well? Will they treat you well? Why are you assuming I’d die? Isn’t it just entering the Central Capital? I’m very highly skilled. Uncle also said that my qinggong is one of the best…”

Qi Haoran rambled incoherently.

“Master, you’re a general in a war. What’s the use of facing thousands of soldiers alone?”

Qi Haoran was silent for a moment before saying, “With so many houses in the city, it’s impossible for me to stand with thousands of troops and horses.”

Mu Yangling glared at him angrily.

However, Qi Haoran quickly racked his brains and said, “No, why should I only think about escaping? I’m going to negotiate with the Emperor of the Jin Kingdom, so I have to see him. Even if the negotiation fails and they want to capture me, I can kidnap the Jin Emperor as hostage as soon as possible. If I can order them to open the city gate, I’ll do it. If not, I can threaten them with his life in order to stay alive…”

Mu Yangling stared at him in shock. Qi Haoran glared at her and said, “Ain’t that a good idea? You ought to immediately put away those garbage thoughts. If I find out that you have the intention to remarry, I—I’ll teach you a lesson.”

Mu Yangling burst out laughing and said, “Let’s talk after you come out safely. I’ll make preparations for you first.”

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