She Holds the World After Being Reborn-Chapter 597 - 596: The Spy by My Side

Yan Li’an let out a deep, quiet chuckle.

He reached out his hand toward Mei Ji.

Mei Ji stood still, her eyes brimming with seductive charm, almost desperate to throw herself into Yan Li’an’s arms.

The next second.

Yan Li’an’s hand mercilessly clamped around her neck.

"Speak, which country’s spy are you?" His narrow eyes were full of ferocity, "Hm?"

Mei Ji’s face turned white and then flushed pink as she was choked, her hands clutching at his, "Let go, how dare you!"

"What’s coming next is even more audacious." Yan Li’an grasped Mei Ji’s neck and pushed the door open to stand under the moonlight. Just then, the king of Zhao, led by a palace maid, came storming over with his men in tow.

The moment he entered the courtyard, the king of Zhao was taken aback.

"What are you doing!" What he had imagined as a romantic tryst turned into a scene teeming with the potential for bloodshed. The green hat he thought he would wear hadn’t materialized, and he obviously breathed a sigh of relief, but his anger soared immediately afterward, "How audacious! Release my beauty at once!"

Yan Li’an looked down at Mei Ji, who was about to roll her eyes back in his grasp, and indifferently let go of her.

Mei Ji collapsed to the ground as if boneless.

Just like overcooked noodles falling from the sky.

"My beauty!" The king of Zhao moved forward two steps, only to stop abruptly.

After a gut-wrenching cough, the beauty had yet to be embraced by the king of Zhao, and she looked at him with tearful eyes in distress, "Your Majesty!"

The king of Zhao stood two steps away, his face showing a peculiar expression.

"Why are you running around in the middle of the night to the envoy’s quarters? Didn’t you say you were going to make chicken soup for me?"

Upon hearing the king of Zhao’s words, Mei Ji broke down crying, "Your concubine did intend to make chicken soup for Your Majesty, but along the way, the envoy suddenly stopped me, saying he wanted to discuss today’s matter. Trusting in the envoy’s character, your concubine went alone, never expecting..."

"Never expected that this envoy wanted to kill you, right?" Yan Li’an slowly took over the conversation.

The king of Zhao felt his brain wasn’t quite keeping up.

"Envoy, you appear so gentle and refined, and yet you would do such a beastly thing. When I refused you, you tried to kill me!" Mei Ji continued to weep bitterly.

The king of Zhao glanced at Yan Li’an and then at his own Mei Ji.

Seeing the king’s hesitation, Mei Ji threw herself at the king’s legs, hugging them and crying loudly, "I have been with Your Majesty for so many years, could it be Your Majesty trusts a stranger over your concubine? Besides, this villain just admitted he wanted to kill me!"

As the king remained silent, a fierce glint flashed in Mei Ji’s eyes.

"If Your Majesty does not believe me, then your concubine has no choice but to prove her innocence with death!"

No sooner had she finished speaking than the palace maid at her side began to wail in accompaniment.

For a moment, the courtyard was filled with the sounds of women crying, giving the king of Zhao a headache that felt unbearable from drinking too much.

Mei Ji cried as if she were about to faint and then stumbled toward a sturdy tree within the courtyard.

Before things were clarified, the king of Zhao was not about to let Mei Ji seek death.

He easily caught her and held her in his arms, "How could I possibly not trust you."

Mei Ji sobbed, "Then Your Majesty must kill this envoy!"

No sooner had she spoken than the king released her.

"We can’t kill him." He shook his head.

Yan Li’an had the backing of the Qin State, and Qin Wu’s temperament was something he had experienced himself in earlier years.

At one time, he even entertained the idea of asking for Qin Wu’s hand in marriage, only to be humiliated by the girl to the point of nearly seeking death by jumping into a river.

If he killed someone in a position of weakness, it wasn’t just a matter of waiting a month; the Qin State’s army would likely be at Zhao’s borders within half a month.

"He can’t be killed, this person cannot die in Zhao Kingdom." At the moment, the king was still sober.

Rejected, Mei Ji began to cry again.

"Won’t you defend yourself?" Perturbed by the noise, the king only then remembered that this envoy from Qin State had barely spoken a word up till now.

Yan Li’an was massaging his ears, obviously in pain from the din.

His expression was indifferent, "Her Highness is not wrong. I indeed harbored the intent to kill."

"Your Majesty, see how arrogant he is!" Yan Li’an’s words hit right where Mei Ji wanted, and she immediately pointed at him, looking to the king.

The king’s eyes flickered with an indecipherable shadow, and he furrowed his brows, "Say that again?"

"’If not tonight, then when shall we kill the spy by King Zhao’s side?’" Yan Li’an curled his lips as he enunciated each word.

With those words, King Zhao shook violently, sobering up a great deal.

Spy...

He couldn’t help but swallow hard.

"Your Majesty, he’s spouting nonsense! I’ve been with you for so many years, and you know me best. How could you believe the words of someone who has only been in the Zhao Kingdom for a single day?" Mei Ji was desperate: "I am not a spy, Your Majesty. You must believe me!"

"Given King Zhao’s wisdom and intelligence, no doubt he will be able to see through the truth of the matter," Yan Li’an said calmly and leisurely, as if he wasn’t the one caught in the tumult.

After all, King Zhao didn’t dare kill him.

In full view of everyone, he even yawned.

King Zhao: "..."

A hysterical Mei Ji: "..."

The crowd: "..."

What immense confidence, no wonder the Empress of Qin State would send him to be the envoy.

"Please continue, everyone," Yan Li’an said, with tears lingering at the corners of his eyes from the yawn.

How could anyone continue after this?

King Zhao suddenly found himself at a loss for how to proceed.

Looking at Mei Ji, whom he had adored for many years, he ultimately pursed his lips and his gaze grew cold: "Someone take the empress back to the palace. Without my command, no one is permitted to visit her." 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

When it comes to a spy, it’s better to kill a wrongdoer than to let one go!

Just as he had the intention of improving relations with Qin State, Mei Ji sought out the envoy late at night, causing trouble.

No matter how foolish King Zhao was, he recognized that something was amiss.

"Your Majesty!" Mei Ji’s eyes widened in disbelief: "I’ve been with you for six years, Your Majesty!"

"What are you all standing around for, take her back to the palace!" King Zhao waved his hand, and the palace maids immediately approached and forcibly took Mei Ji away.

The courtyard became a bit emptier, and King Zhao cast a deep look at Yan Li’an.

"Envoy, you are truly composed."

Yan Li’an gave a faint smile and gestured with his hand: "Oh, it’s nothing."

"Today was rather sudden, and I didn’t even get to know the name of the envoy. Such a young talent with exceptional courage and insight is truly rare. Why does it seem that all good things are taken by Qin Wu, eh?" King Zhao habitually stroked the back of his hand as he spoke slowly.

"Yan Li’an."

Upon that name, King Zhao’s expression changed.

He stepped forward quickly, scrutinizing the person before him: "The eldest legitimate son of Township Manor, well-known throughout the land, it’s you!"

Township Manor...

That was all from so long ago.

Yan Li’an felt it had been ages since someone had addressed him in that manner.

"Yes, my father is Yan Guozhong."

Upon hearing these three words, King Zhao was completely shocked.

"Then, then how did you all end up in Qin State, serving Qin State?" King Zhao was very puzzled.

Yan Li’an was quite frank: "Dawei is inhospitable, we sought to save our lives." It was only eight words, but they left much to the imagination.

In an instant, King Zhao pieced together various rumors, envisioning a harsh Emperor unwilling to tolerate loyal ministers’ descendants, seeking to expel and annihilate them completely.

A sympathetic look appeared in King Zhao’s eyes: "You’ve had a hard time."

Yan Li’an: "...Not at all."

"How did you discern the matter of the spy?" King Zhao quickly changed the subject.

"She bore the distinct fragrance unique to the Imperial Family of Chu Kingdom." He initially hadn’t recognized it, but after visiting Chu Kingdom a couple of times, the scent became familiar.

"Six years away from home, perhaps the fragrance was a form of remembrance. Moreover, her eagerness to eliminate this envoy made her reveal her slip," Yan Li’an stated his reasoning.

All King Zhao could think about was:

Having a spy from Chu Kingdom right by his side!