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"Yes, Brother Wang! It's just me here, no one else around. You can speak freely without worrying about leaks."
Ling Xue thought that Che Chengyun was concerned about eavesdroppers.
"Oh, oh, oh, there's no one else!"
"Sister, do you know that you spread false information? I almost died outside Hongfu Temple because of it."
Che Chengyun wore a sarcastic expression, pretending to be angry as he looked at Ling Xue.
Ling Xue lowered her head in shame. "Brother Wang, I truly didn't know that Shopkeeper Jiang did it on purpose. I was wrong."
"Ah, ah, sister!"
"You know you've made a mistake! Then how about accompanying Brother Wang for a drink?"
Che Chengyun's interest piqued as he smiled and said, "Ever since I first saw you, I've been quite taken with you."
Upon hearing this, Ling Xue's expression changed instantly. Even with her poor intelligence-gathering skills, she could understand a man's insinuations.
She couldn't help but look at Che Chengyun and ask, "Brother Wang, what do you mean?"
Che Chengyun sat back in his chair and smiled. "Actually, my dear sister, neither of us is currently married. And you have yet to find a partner as well. We are like talented scholars paired with beautiful women."
"Since we are siblings, why not consider marrying me? You could be my concubine. This way, you would have a better explanation for your actions towards the Wang family—think of it as atonement for your mistakes."
As he spoke, he stood up and walked over to Ling Xue, reaching out to embrace her waist.
Ling Xue was taken aback; she hadn't expected that after her failure and loss of value, her brother would harbor such intentions.
She quickly dodged Che Chengyun's hand and glared at him angrily. "Brother Wang, we are siblings!"
"We're not blood siblings! You are the adopted daughter of the Wang family while I am the legitimate son. We are perfectly matched!"
Che Chengyun's desires grew stronger as he approached Ling Xue.
Ling Xue showed a look of panic as she tried to evade him while saying, "Brother Wang, please think carefully! I am your sister; I don't like you like that! I didn't steal any information from Shopkeeper Jiang!"
"But you really can't treat me this way!"
"Don't worry about it, sister!" Che Chengyun said with a lewd grin.
He lunged forward and grabbed Ling Xue's waist in an attempt to pull her into his embrace.
Ling Xue struggled and accidentally bumped into a nearby cabinet before falling to the ground.
As she looked up, she saw Che Chengyun approaching with a wicked smile. She shouted in alarm, "Brother Wang, you can't do this!"
"Oh dear, Sister!"
Che Chengyun ran over with a mischievous grin, his smile wide and somewhat lewd.
Ling Xue's face turned pale with fear, and she immediately felt her limbs go weak, hastily crawling away to the other side.
Seeing her reaction, Che Chengyun couldn't help but chuckle. "Sister, my affection for you began the moment I laid eyes on you! No, wait, I should say my wife!"
"Wife, don’t run away! I am the Heir! You’re just darting around and teasing me!"
Upon hearing this, Ling Xue was so frightened that her soul nearly left her body. She scrambled forward, but just as she did, she felt Che Chengyun grab her ankle.
Turning to look at the lecherous Che Chengyun, she couldn’t help but scream.
At that moment, Yan Dong arrived outside the door but didn’t intervene directly. Instead, he threw the Eight-Sided Han Sword through the window, and it landed right beside Ling Xue.
Seeing the sword fly in, Ling Xue didn’t have time to think. She grabbed the hilt and swung it at Che Chengyun.
With a sharp sound, Che Chengyun first showed a look of terror before a wave of excruciating pain surged through his mind. He let out a heart-wrenching scream. "Ah!"
He quickly covered himself and curled up on the ground like a large shrimp.
At that moment, Ling Xue stared in horror at the blood dripping from the tip of the Eight-Sided Han Sword and dropped it in fright.
Hearing the commotion, Yan Dong hurriedly pushed the door open to take a look.
Ling Xue was sitting on the ground with her legs hugged to her chest, her face filled with terror.
Che Chengyun was writhing on the floor in agony, unable to muster the strength to scream.
Yan Dong took a closer look at the ground and noticed something that had been severed by the Eight-Sided Han Sword. After examining it carefully, he couldn’t help but show an expression of shock.
"This... this belongs to the Heir?"
Yan Dong stared at Ling Xue in disbelief and asked, "Did you just... castrate Che Chengyun?"
What had been severed was none other than Che Chengyun's manhood!
"I-I didn’t know!" Ling Xue stammered. "I was so scared when I saw the sword flying in; I just pulled it out and swung it without thinking! I never meant to castrate him; I didn’t intend for this to happen! I was terrified!"
As she spoke, tears began to stream down her face.
Yan Dong's cheeks twitched. Shopkeeper Jiang's plan was to let Ling Xue see the ugly faces of Che Chengyun and his companions. Then, he would swoop in like a hero and rescue Ling Xue, ensuring her complete loyalty to him. At that point, Ling Xue would become a spy sent by Jiang Han to Langya Wangfu, able to relay false information to the Langya Prince.
The Langya Prince and Che Chengyun would think that while Ling Xue no longer served as a spy, she would still patiently accept their criticisms, which might prove useful, leading them to share subsequent matters with her.
But who could have known that the Eight-Sided Han Sword was too sharp? It had castrated Che Chengyun!
In an instant, Yan Dong was at a loss for what to do.
Ahhh!
Che Chengyun, who had been shouting fiercely from the start, now weakly called out. He covered himself, and soon blood soaked a large portion of the floor.
Ling Xue anxiously looked at Yan Dong and asked, "What should we do? Yan Dong, sister!"
"Call a doctor!"
"No, we can only prepare for Che Shizi's funeral!"
"Ling Xue, go downstairs and call Shopkeeper. Tell him to bring a doctor while I keep watch here."
After saying this, Yan Dong put away the Eight-Sided Han Sword and handed it to Ling Xue for protection. As she stood guard and saw Che Chengyun in such a state, she instinctively muttered that if he were saved, he would probably end up in the palace as a personal eunuch for the emperor. She wondered what the Langya Prince would think upon learning of this.
The heir of Langya Wangfu had been castrated—what a situation! If only she had left the Eight-Sided Han Sword behind.
Before long, doctors rushed in a panic to provide aid to Che Chengyun. Ling Xue stood anxiously to one side.
"What are you still doing here? Come with me!"
"Where is Shopkeeper Jiang?" Yan Dong pulled Ling Xue and ran towards Jiang Han's location. At this moment, only Jiang Han could ensure Ling Xue's safety in the entire capital.
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