After knocking down five beastly men, the vicious female escaped

Chapter 187 Plan
The wind and snow were so strong that even though the males were all huddled together, the cold wind still managed to cut across Wen Shu's cheek, causing a slight stinging sensation.

She parted her robe and peered out through the gap. What she saw was a vast expanse of snowflakes, stretching out in diagonal lines, rushing backward at breakneck speed.

Nanhua transformed into beast form, carrying them towards the royal city. However, the snow was too heavy and easily obscured their vision. Considering this, Yining stood on the snow owl's back, pointing out the direction for him.

Meanwhile, dozens of birds and beasts were struggling to fly around them.

This was the heaviest snowfall they had experienced since arriving in the Isha Empire.

Has the sacred tree reached its breaking point?

Looking at the snow line, which was as thick as a wrist, Wen Shu felt a sense of unease.

Fortunately, the snowflakes gradually subsided as they approached the capital.

The flying beasts landed back on the ground, and the people shook the snow off their robes, all looking shaken. "Doomsday, is the end of the world really coming?"

"We've never seen such heavy snow before, not just in the royal city area, but throughout the entire southern continent!"

"Did we anger the sacred tree?"

From the royal city to their residence, the orcs along the way hurried along, discussing the matter with fear and worry.

Wen Shu listened all the way, her mood becoming somewhat heavy. She sat on a soft chair, discussing with the men about bringing the plan forward, but before she could finish speaking, there was a knock on the door.

"Is the female Wen Shu here?"

Wen Shu stopped talking, opened the door and saw a long dress, shimmering with light and inlaid with black gemstones, lying quietly on a glass tray.

The man, dressed in court uniform, smiled obsequiously, "Her Majesty the Queen sent me to deliver your formal attire. She said she hopes you will wear this to tomorrow's banquet."

At a time like this, how could the Queen still have the mind to hold a banquet?

"I will. Please thank Her Majesty for me."

Wen Shu closed the door, placed the tray on the low table beside her, and examined it closely for a few moments. She felt something was off; the material of the dress was a bit too expensive.

Yining, who had much contact with the court, pressed her fingertips to the corner of her long dress, her brow furrowing slightly. "Why would the Queen send me a dress of this style?"

Before Wen Shu could ask a question, Nan took a few steps closer, glanced at her indifferently, took her hand, led her back to the soft chair, and said in a low voice, "Only members of the royal family can wear this kind of formal clothing."

He clenched his fist and looked at Wen Shu thoughtfully.

Afraid of worrying her, he slightly curled the corners of his lips, "It is indeed against the rules, but after all, she is the Queen, and it wouldn't be good to offend her. How about this..."

He looked at Wu Xuan and the other two beside him, "Which of you will meet A Shu at the palace and bring her a new set of clothes?"

Nan smiled, but was somewhat displeased inside.

He wasn't lying; it was indeed something only royalty could wear, but royalty wasn't limited to the queen and princes; their spouses could also wear it.

"We took the items, left the skirt behind, and left directly, so it wasn't like we took advantage of them."

This also prevents anyone from trying to use this opportunity to get close to A-Shu.

Luo Fei sensed the hidden meaning in his words and vaguely understood. He then recalled the Prince Yuna who had delivered food to Wen Shu when he went to Bain City.

He knew that guy had ulterior motives, but he didn't have the guts to go to his door himself. So that's where he'd set his sights!
Luo Fei wrinkled his nose in annoyance, propped his forehead with one hand, and a wicked thought flashed through his mind. "I..."

Before he could finish speaking, Musil, who had been silent all along, interrupted, "I'll do it."

He sat opposite Wen Shu, his cold and stern eyes lowered, his whole being shrouded in dark clouds. He said in a deep voice, "Of the five of us, only my cub form is the smallest, so it's safer for me to sneak into the back hall."

Luo Fei raised an eyebrow, seemingly surprised that Musil would speak. Ever since that night when the black snake asked a few questions, it had been pretending to be deep and profound.

He thought he was going to back down, but unexpectedly, his mind started working again at this moment.

However, having finally gotten a chance to oust one of them, he didn't want to give that opportunity away for nothing.

“Let’s forget it,” Luo Fei said, placing his hands on the armrests and leaning back slightly. “What if you have something important to do and leave Ashu alone in the back hall? I can’t rest easy.”

He adopted a provocative stance, and after listening to such sarcastic remarks for several days, even though he felt bitter inside, Musil showed no change in expression.

He looked up at Wen Shu, meeting her gaze. His fingertips trembled slightly for a moment before he gripped his hand tightly. A serious look flashed in his green eyes. "Shu, trust me. Let me stay with you."

Seeing that he remained unfazed, Luo Fei was not to be outdone. He took Wen Shu's hand, raised his eyebrows, and said, "I'll go with you."

Their noise gave Wen Shu a headache, so she pulled her hand away and leaned into Wu Xuan's arms.

She had already made up her mind, and since it was about to be implemented, she said it directly: "Luo Fei, you have the fastest flying speed, meet us at the city gate."

With his words stuck in his throat, Luo Fei put his crossed legs back on the ground and opened his mouth to retort, but was glared at by Wen Shu, so he gave up and reluctantly said, "I know!" "Yining, you've been invited too. If you can't get away, then help us buy some time."

Wen Shu looked at Yining, and seeing him nod, she took Nan and Wu Xuan's hands, "Nan will come with me then, so any danger can be dealt with in time. Wu Xuan will be there to meet us outside the palace. As for Musil..."

“Your juvenile form is the smallest, so be careful when you go scouting. If you succeed first, leave immediately, and we will catch up with you soon.” She looked at the male opposite her.

When it comes to matters of life and death, Musil is never careless, and she trusts him completely in that respect.

Do you have any other suggestions?

Wen Shu's arrangement was reasonable. Apart from Luo Fei's sullen face, the males all looked at her imposing and serious appearance and expressed their approval with shining eyes.

In the illusion, they witnessed the shocking scene of Wen Shu, as the deputy commander, leading everyone out of the zombie horde at the Dawn Base.

In reality, this was the first time I had such a genuine feeling about her past as a leader.

Wu Xuan, who was closest to her, could not see her serious expression, but he could feel his heart tremble upon hearing her resounding voice.

Noticing their gazes, Wen Shu sensed a familiar feeling.

In the apocalypse, those superhumans who had just joined the base and were clamoring to worship her always had this expression on their faces.

Sure enough, she still wasn't used to being looked at like that.

She felt a little awkward, but smiled slightly to ease the tension, "Then it's settled. You must be exhausted after flying all night, let's go and rest!"

Wen Shu turned to look at Wu Xuan, and seeing him standing there in a daze, she gripped his arm tightly. "I'm sleepy."

Wu Xuan snapped out of his daze, blinked his golden eyes, and pulled her into his arms with a slight tightening of his grip. He lowered his voice and whispered, "Sleep, A-Shu."

The two got up and left. Luo Fei glanced at Musil and immediately got up to follow. Yining, as the high priest, was visiting the Isa Empire for the first time to prepare a gift for Queen Niss.

Soon only Musil and Nan remained in the living room. The two were silent for a long time, but it was the taciturn Musil who spoke first.

"South."

His lingering gaze slowly returned from the stairwell where Wen Shu had disappeared, and he turned to his rival for her opinion, "Shu, will you never forgive me...?"

Although he didn't know what had happened, after these few days of contact, Nan roughly understood the current situation.

Luo Fei is no pushover; if we let him ostracize Musil, who knows what trouble he'll cause in the future...

Nan felt a surge of warmth in her heart when she thought of Wen Shu; she had always been soft-hearted towards those who treated her sincerely.

Musil isn't a fool; as long as he persists, Luo Fei won't get his way.

“Mousier, sincerity is the most important thing…” Nan murmured, then turned and left.

The following day at noon, the lingering effects of the Divine Tree celebration temporarily dispelled the fear in the hearts of the orcs, and melodious music and lively laughter drifted into the castle.

Wen Shu had just put on her long dress and was adjusting the red-gold decorations on Wu Xuan's collar when a voice urging her to hurry came from outside the door.

"Ah Shu, the royal carriage has arrived."

"Come here!"

As she fastened the last button, she clapped her hands in satisfaction. Just as her eyebrows curved into a smile, Wu Xuan suddenly leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to her lips.

The intense heat vanished in an instant.

Wen Shu pursed her lips, looked up at Wu Xuan, and saw his golden eyes sparkling and the tips of his ears blushing. Her heart skipped a beat.

"Let's go."

Her ears turned red as she walked towards the door, a low voice sounding behind her, "Ah Shu, am I really stupid..."

Wen Shu turned around in confusion and saw that his eyes were dim. She took his arm and said, "It's normal that you can't see the collar."

Hearing her say that, Wu Xuan's lips curved into a smile as he stared intently at her. "Then, will you help me from now on?"

"Okay."

Wen Shu nodded without hesitation, but when she saw his bright eyes, she realized what was going on. She grabbed his arm and said with a reproachful smile, "Wu Xuan, you've been corrupted by Luo Fei!"

The two were still chatting and laughing after getting into the car.

At this moment, a hand with distinct knuckles lifted the gauze curtain, and Nan bowed as he entered, sitting close to Wen Shu, and said in a low voice, "Musil has already set off."

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