AMLFS Chapter 84
by VolareChapter 85: Seeking Assistance
As Sun Shu spoke, he shook his hand, as if he really was going to throw Liang Xiuzhu down.
“Ah, ah, ah…”
His body swayed in mid-air, and Liang Xiuzhu immediately chickened out.
He clung tightly to Sun Shu’s arm, as if grasping a life-saving straw, “I was wrong! I was wrong. Don’t throw me…”
Sun Shu felt very uncomfortable with Liang Xiuzhu’s body pressed so close, but seeing that he wasn’t making any more trouble, he didn’t bother arguing.
He grabbed the vine and slowly moved down the cliff.
Martial artists have more acute hearing than ordinary people. He judged that there must be water at the bottom of the cliff. Even if they fell, they wouldn’t be in mortal danger.
Sensing that he was moving, Liang Xiuzhu felt a burst of fear. He was already terrified, and now he was even more afraid.
He glanced at the bottomless depths below, and he felt a dizzy spell and quickly closed his eyes.
Even his calves were trembling, and his body clung to Sun Shu like an octopus.
He even grabbed him and tried to climb up, burying his head in Sun Shu’s chest.
“Are you trying to strangle me! Can’t you be a little gentler!”
Sun Shu gritted his teeth and slowly descended with Liang Xiuzhu in his arms, feeling somewhat annoyed. He was already injured and now he was being strangled by the person in his arms, making it difficult to breathe.
How could a grown man be so timid?
From the first time he saw him in the Ning Wang Mansion, Sun Shu didn’t like him. How could a man look like that?
He looked like a weak willow, all feminine and soft. He didn’t look like a man at all. Not to mention, he was sent specifically to seduce the Prince Zhao Fangye, causing Song Huaixi to be jealous and run back to his parents’ home.
He didn’t have much goodwill towards him.
He didn’t understand why the Prince Zhao Fangye insisted on having this person follow him as bait. Wasn’t that just adding to the trouble?
Hearing his disgusted tone, Liang Xiuzhu felt very unhappy. But now he was counting on this person to save his life.
He had to suppress the anger in his heart, rolled his eyes and muttered softly, “So fierce!”
But the strength of his grip was not as tight.
Only then did Sun Shu feel like he could breathe. He seized the time to take Liang Xiuzhu down. Just as they were about to reach the bottom of the cliff, the vine in his hand was only a short stub.
“Damn it!” Sun Shu cursed, turning his head to look at Liang Xiuzhu hanging on him, and said, “Can you float?”
“Yes… What’s wrong?” Liang Xiuzhu opened his eyes tremblingly.
At this moment, it was getting late, and a thin mist rose from the bottom of the cliff.
Sun Shu’s handsome face was stained with blood and leaves, looking extremely disheveled.
Seeing his solemn expression, Liang Xiuzhu looked at the green pool of water below him, and then looked up at the vine in his hand, which was only a short stub.
He trembled, “You… you wouldn’t be thinking…”
Before he could finish speaking, Sun Shu suddenly let go and smiled evilly at him, “That’s right, it’s just what you think.”
“Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah…”
Accompanied by Liang Xiuzhu’s scream that could pierce eardrums, with a “thump”.
The two plunged into the water together, stirring up a towering splash in the deep pool.
After Feng Zhen left, Zhao Fangye hugged Song Huaixi and sat behind the desk. He reached out and pinched his waist.
“Ah!” His body shook, and Song Huaixi turned to look at him, “What are you doing!”
Seeing his big reaction, Zhao Fangye chuckled and asked, “Sore?”
Song Huaixi covered his aching lower back with both hands and nodded honestly, “Sore.”
At the end, as if he thought of something, he added, directing an impolite remark at Zhao Fangye, “It’s all your fault!”
Being blamed, Zhao Fangye didn’t retort.
He placed his hand on his waist and rubbed gently. His palms were wide and powerful.
The strength of the massage was moderate, which greatly relieved Song Huaixi’s discomfort.
Being served so comfortably, Song Huaixi narrowed his eyes, like a kitten being petted, nestled in Zhao Fangye’s arms, almost purring.
“So comfortable?” Zhao Fangye couldn’t help but reach out and scratch his chin.
Seeing his small appearance, Zhao Fangye felt that he was too well-behaved.
His eyes were full of doting.
How could there be such an adorable little thing, making him willing to take out his heart and give it to him.
“Comfortable! I forgive you.” He opened his eyes and looked at him with a smile.
Just now, Song Huaixi was still dissatisfied with his sore waist, but after being served by Zhao Fangye, it instantly vanished.
Raising an eyebrow, Zhao Fangye, with his hands still moving, said with a smile, “Thank you, Princess, for your generosity.”
After the discomfort in his body was relieved, Song Huaixi sat up and fiddled with the writing brush, ink, and paper on the table.
Zhao Fangye saw his intention.
He pulled out a piece of paper and laid it flat, holding his hand and saying, “It’s been a long time since you’ve practiced calligraphy. I wonder if you’ve regressed.”
“No.” Song Huaixi held the brush and tilted his head to look at him, “I’m already very familiar with writing your name. I’ll write it for you.”
Speaking, he picked up the brush and carefully wrote Zhao Fangye’s three characters on the paper. He wrote very slowly, and his expression was very serious, as if he was meticulously carving some rare jade.
After writing the three characters, Song Huaixi immediately picked up the paper to show him.
His dark and bright eyes were full of expectation, “How is it! Is it written very well?”
Zhao Fangye’s gaze stayed on the characters and he nodded slightly in affirmation.
“Not bad, Huaixi has made great progress.”
The originally crooked handwriting was now written very neatly and smoothly, because he had personally taught Song Huaixi, the characters faintly had his traces.
That was the mark he had left behind.
His gaze swept across the characters and landed on Song Huaixi.
The person in front of him, from the inside out, was also full of his traces, just like this calligraphy.
Hearing the praise, Song Huaixi was finally satisfied. He put down the paper and leaned back on Zhao Fangye’s shoulder, holding his hand and playing with it.
Soft fingers intertwined with calloused palms. Song Huaixi observed Zhao Fangye’s hands, thinking that not only was he good-looking, but even his hands were so beautiful.
The thought that such a good-looking person was his made Song Huaixi happy. He grabbed his hand and couldn’t help laughing.
Seeing him giggling foolishly in his arms, Zhao Fangye reached out and pinched his cheek, “What are you thinking about? So happy?”
“Hahaha, I won’t tell you.” Song Huaixi shook his head and laughed mischievously, refusing to tell him.
Under Zhao Fangye’s indulgence, he had become spoiled.
Zhao Fangye’s light-colored eyes narrowed slightly, and his thin lips turned up, “Oh, you have secrets to hide from me now.”
Just as he was about to say something, there was a knock on the door.
Stopping his movements, Zhao Fangye looked towards the door, “Come in.”
As soon as the subordinate entered, he saw his master hugging the Princess in his arms, and only glanced at them without daring to raise his head.
He respectfully handed the thing in his hand to the desk, “Prince, this is the message sent by Deputy General Sun Shu via carrier pigeon.”
Sitting in Zhao Fangye’s arms without any intention of getting down, Song Huaixi heard that it was Deputy General Sun’s letter and immediately became happy.
“Deputy General Sun! Have they arrived in the Northwest yet?”
“They shouldn’t have, the timing is off.” Zhao Fangye replied.
With his arm around Song Huaixi, he opened the small letter. After seeing the short few lines on it, his expression immediately turned cold.
He didn’t expect that the people chasing Song Huaixi would be so persistent, determined to put him to death and relentlessly pursuing him. That was why Sun Shu wrote a letter asking for assistance.