Chapter 844: Be a hostage in my barracks (1/2)

In the end, Han Yunxi returned in the horse carriage. At this moment, she realized she was neither strong nor resolute. Back in her familiar seat and leaning on Long Feiye’s shoulder, she suddenly wanted to turn willful and go back with him.

So what if there was East Qin, West Qin, national enmity, family hatred, or responsibilities and conscience? All of that could scram from her sight.

Soon enough, the carriage reached the north. Long Feiye remained sitting without saying a word. Han Yunxi wished he could speak and stole a peek at his face, only to see that it was expressionless. She gritted her teeth but ended up swallowing her own words. Instead, she leaned against his shoulder and grasped his hand until their fingers were intertwined. After sitting a while in silence, Han Yunxi couldn’t bear it anymore. She gripped him very, very tightly, hoping to make him talk, but he didn’t seem to feel the pain and wouldn’t budge. Although she knew she couldn’t linger, she still wanted uncontrollably to stay. Although she knew saying more would be futile, she still desperately wanted him to say something. Even if it was just to coax her, it’d be fine!

She had never relied on him so much, or felt so reluctant to leave him behind.

It felt terrible!

Long Feiye, are you an idiot or just pretending, ah!

It only took a little while to travel from their hill to the border between their two armies. Long Feiye, are you going to stay silent until we separate?

Although she wouldn’t tell Ning Cheng that they’d finished all negotiations so they’d have more chances to meet, it’d be much harder to dismiss everyone around them from now on. Han Yunxi grew gloomy at the thought. She raised her head to look at Long Feiye, who was still staring ahead with a blank face. Her fingers forcefully squeezed his until she felt them ache, but Long Feiye didn’t react. Han Yunxi was on the point of tears. Aye, he’s definitely more ruthless than me. If she couldn’t do it, she shouldn’t have even tried. When her willfulness didn’t work, she shouldn’t have indulged her own emotions.

How could everything go as she wanted in her life? Han Yunxi comforted herself with that thought before slowly releasing Long Feiye. He didn’t pull her back or look at her.

Soon enough, the carriage came to a stop. Before they even descended, they could hear Ning Cheng’s voice from outside.

“Long Feiye, is my West Qin princess in your hands?”

“Long Feiye, hand over the person, or else I won’t be polite!”

By the sound of his voice, Ning Cheng seemed half insane. Han Yunxi only felt helpless as she prepared to get off the carriage, but Long Feiye suddenly held her back.

“If you don’t want to leave, then wait obediently.”

Urk…

Han Yunxi looked at him in astonishment. Long Feiye didn’t explain a thing, but powerfully pressed her back down into the seat and got off the carriage himself. She was left inside with a racing heart.

What does he mean by this?

As soon as Long Feiye emerged, Ning Cheng grew even more agitated. “Long Feiye, you descended the abyss faster than I did when the princess fell. She has to be in your hands. Hurry up and hand her over, or else--”

“Or else what?” Long Feiye interrupted coldly. “You think your Ning Clan troops are strong enough to contend with your lordship right now? Don’t blame your lordship for the reminder, but there are ten major factions in Tianning who can be very displeased with the Ning Clan and Cloud Realm Trade Consortium right now.”

Ning Cheng narrowed his eyes. “As expected, you do have the princess! What do you want?”

Naturally, Ning Cheng had been on guard against Long Feiye’s reminder. Although Long Feiye was the first to propose a ceasefire, Ning Cheng was still at a disadvantage in terms of overall strength. Without the red coat cannons on their side, Long Feiye could have battled his way to the capital by now. Despite this, Long Feiye still had allies of the jianghu at his disposal. Ning Cheng had suffered from such forces in the past. They wouldn’t directly get involved in the fighting, but would bring him all sorts of disadvantages, obstacles, and blockades. Since Long Feiye had Celestial Mountain under his control, it meant the rest of the jianghu bowed to him too. Once he used that power, it’d be more serious than when Duanmu Yao held sway. In other words, Ning Cheng wanted more than Long Feiye to stop the fighting.

“This crown prince can agree to a cease fire and deal with the Wind Clan with you, but Han Yunxi must remain in my barracks as a hostage!”

Han Yunxi’s heart lurched at the words. She finally realized why Long Feiye had remained unmoving for so long: he was quietly scheming up this idea.

Hostage? Full credits went to him for thinking it up, then proposing it as a solution. It was he who asked for negotiations to stop the fighting in the first place, alright?!

“Impossible!” Ning Cheng’s voice was utterly cold. “Long Feiye, hand over the princess this instant, or meet me on the battlefield!”

“Someone come, tell Baili Yuanlong to prepare for war!” Long Feiye said befor getting on the cariage. “Uncle Gao, go back.”

Although Long Feiye was already sitting next to her, Han Yunxi was still stunned. If everything last night felt like a magnificent dream, then this moment was even more unbelievable and dreamlike. She looked at Long Feiye’s aggressive posture and cold profile, touched beyond words by his indifferent gaze. Women were fools at times. They didn’t care whether something was possible or realistic, just that their man expressed themselves and took a stance. Thus, females would judge a man by the side he stood on rather than his actual strength or actions. Even the cool and calm Han Yunxi was like this.