Frost for a Thousand Years

Chapter 257 Successful Mission!

In the morning, Xiangcheng was still immersed in the peaceful atmosphere of no more war after forming an alliance with the largest country. The large quantity of exquisite goods from the South brought by Song Shi'an were popular among the nobles, and were hard to come by even at high prices.

Everyone felt that, putting morality aside, Song Shi'an brought peace.

Until hundreds of soldiers rushed out and completely surrounded the embassy.

The entire capital city instantly erupted in excitement.

The delegation's Imperial Guards and Imperial Household Department soldiers also drew their swords and blocked the entrance to the post station, confronting the Imperial Household Department soldiers.

"By order of the King, Song Shi'an is to be arrested. You may all leave!" the commander of the Imperial Guards shouted sternly.

"Stop your insolence! Are you trying to provoke a war between our two nations?!"

The Imperial Guards, however, did not back down an inch, their eyes blazing with fury, determined to die rather than submit.

At the same time, Zhou Tong immediately ran to Song Shi'an's room to report.

Just when he was getting extremely anxious, he saw Song Shi'an looking out the window at the densely packed army below with an excited smile.

"My lord! How can you still laugh?" Zhou Tong was utterly impressed, trembling as he said, "A huge cauldron has been set up at the palace gate; they're going to boil you alive!"

"It's delicious, would you like a share?"

Song Shi'an continued to look at the black-armored army, his joy completely unrestrained.

This means that Huang Tong's assassination attempt was successful.

As expected of border troops driven to desperation, they are indeed trustworthy.

And this thing, I have tens of thousands of people in Beiliang!

"Me, have a cup?" Zhou Tong said speechlessly, "If you, my lord, die, how can any of us survive?"

"Death is inevitable for everyone; it may be as weighty as Mount Tai or as light as a feather."

"..." Such a philosophical statement revealed to Zhou Tong a background of heroism and fearlessness in this person, but he still wanted to ask a question, "So death is inevitable? My lord, what exactly did you do this time?"

"Go down and negotiate with them," Song Shi'an said. "Try to buy them some time."

"That's possible, but it certainly won't delay things for long."

Although Zhou Tong was puzzled, he had fully witnessed Song Shi'an's abilities and carried out the order seriously.

Song Shi'an smiled and said, "Just let more and more people gather outside."

"Yes!"

Zhou Tong immediately went to do it.

After leaving, Song Shi'an looked in the mirror, straightened his clothes, and faced death with a sense of beauty.

Before leaving, he went to the room next door.

Pushing open Xinyue's door, he saw her pulling out a register listing all of Yu's spies and agents in Yan. Seeing him, she said nervously, "Shi'an, it seems the assassination was successful."

“Yes, I’ll go meet Kang Xun.” Knowing that the other person was going to follow, Song Shi’an stepped forward and hugged him tightly. “You stay here and guard the list and the gold. Don’t go anywhere. I’ll be back soon.”

If you simply tell her not to come along, she definitely won't agree.

However, if you assign her a task, she can only carry it out.

"..." Xin Yue bit her lip and nodded, "Yes."

"Okay, I'm going now."

After making the arrangements, Song Shi'an turned and went downstairs with a flourish.

And just as the door closed.

Xin Yue then took off her robe, knelt on the ground, placed the list on her abdomen, and slowly wrapped it with bandages layer by layer.

……

"What exactly is going on? Why are you arresting our lord?"

Zhou Tong rushed forward to negotiate with the Imperial Guard officers.

"How would we know about the King's affairs?" the other party said angrily, "Get out of the way!"

"I may go to see His Highness the Prince of Yan, but could you please wait a moment? My lord is changing his clothes..."

"I'm about to die, why bother changing clothes? No need!" he said, and tried to rush inside.

"Who wants to die? He's the envoy of the Great Yu Kingdom, a duke bestowed by the emperor himself! You better explain yourself!" San Gou said, raising his sword to strike him.

The scene immediately became even more heated.

The scene was filled with the clash of swords and the glint of blades; it seemed as if someone's head would fall to the ground in the next instant.

If a real fight were to break out, the entire delegation would likely be wiped out in less than five minutes.

At this point, more and more people gathered around the outermost circle.

There are more than a thousand people.

Meanwhile, many people reported the situation here to the nobles and officials in the city.

"Something's happened! The King wants to kill Song Shi'an!"

"I heard the pots have been set up; go and report this to Lord Lu immediately!"

"Send him directly to the palace, or it will be too late!"

Why would they suddenly want to kill Song Shi'an?

This is completely inconsistent with the weak and cowardly character of the King of Yan.

The officials and people of Yan were all very puzzled.

"Never mind, go in and search!" The Imperial Guard officer, not wanting to escalate the situation, acted immediately. "Anyone who disobeys will be killed without mercy!"

"Let's see who dares."

Just then, Song Shi'an came out.

Both sides were immediately stunned.

He calmly walked up to the Imperial Guard officer.

"Tie him up!"

The officer had to suppress his fear by using his voice.

"Why are you tied up?" Song Shi'an asked.

"Don't be so arrogant!" he roared. "The king is going to boil you alive, so what's wrong with me arresting you!"

Upon hearing his shout, Song Shi'an immediately roared back, "Did I say he couldn't cook?!" "..."

Suddenly, the Imperial Guard officer's head was buzzing, and he didn't know what to say.

The others were also dumbfounded: What do you mean? Did you say we weren't going to cook for him?

"Why don't I just cook for him and that'll be fine?"

After casually uttering those words, Song Shi'an waved his sleeve and said, "Get out of the way, I'll walk by myself."

"..." The Imperial Guards were completely intimidated by him and stepped aside.

Then, a path was cleared through the crowd.

Indeed, my task was simply to bring him to the Prince of Yan; I didn't say I had to tie him up.

He can walk by himself; isn't that the same?

But something feels off...

Song Shi'an was not someone who was unafraid of death, and being boiled alive was extremely painful. Kang Xun was already furious, and in his sudden anger, it was entirely possible that he would do something reckless.

But when he came to his senses, he knew he shouldn't have done it.

If a high-ranking official were to persuade him, and then all the officials were to plead for his life, he would be unable to bring himself to do it.

Because everyone knows that it's okay to offend one person and befriend another. No matter who you offend, just firmly choose one side.

But to kill the envoy right after signing the alliance would definitely bring disaster.

If Xiangcheng falls, no one will be left alive...

I have already won.

As he walked confidently forward, the crowd's gaze suddenly shifted away from him, turning to look behind him with considerable astonishment.

Song Shi'an slowly turned around and was also stunned.

Her rosy skirt swayed three times in the twilight, the light gauze, dyed with fallen petals and powdered with the morning light, scattering into a soft, peach-blossom mist with every step. Her hair, loosened from its hairpins, flowed down to her knees, like ink floating on a clear pool...

A stunningly beautiful young woman with long, flowing black hair and dressed in gorgeous clothes walked towards Song Shi'an.

You guy!

Just as Song Shi'an was about to scold her and send her back, Xin Yue spoke up: "If a husband goes to his death, his wife will follow him."

Upon hearing this, the Imperial Guard officer didn't hold back: "Take them all away, then seal off the embassy, ​​and don't let a single person out!"

Without the slightest fear, Xin Yue held Song Shi An's hand and slowly walked forward.

"How long can you delay like this?" Song Shi'an was touched, but still complained.

Xin Yue smiled faintly at this and ignored her.

"What a beautiful woman."

"Where? Right there."

"Are all the people of Dayu this beautiful? They are truly incomparable to the women of Yan."

Given the limited productivity of the Yan state, when would it ever produce such exquisite and beautiful clothing? Nor could it have nurtured such a noble and aloof goddess, one whom no one dared to profane.

Even the Imperial Guard soldiers couldn't help but stand on tiptoe and peek to get a better look.

Not to mention the ordinary people in the city, who blocked the road completely in order to catch a glimpse of the wife of the most powerful young man in Dayu.

Song Shi'an and his wife's trip to the State of Yan

They walked this short distance with incredible slowness.

"Make way! Make way! Kill anyone who blocks your path!"

The Imperial Guard officers were at their wits' end and could only keep using their shields to clear a path.

However, I couldn't help but look at the woman.

When their eyes met, the other person even smiled, almost causing his heart to stop.

"The gold is fine, and what you gave us won't be leaked," Xin Yue said in a low voice as she walked. "Slow down, it's best to let Lu Chao and the others get to the palace first."

"I know, I know." Song Shi'an stopped resisting and looked at her stunning profile. He couldn't help but murmur, "If we can go back to Dayu this time, you will marry... Ugh, never mind."

What kind of flag am I setting? I'm obviously confident of victory, so I'm just creating suspense for no reason!
Seeing that the other party had suddenly changed their mind, Xinyue lowered her head with some self-reproach, feeling quite upset.

She referred to herself as his wife several times, but she couldn't give him a formal title, which made him extremely cautious about expressing his feelings...

I'm so sorry.

I'll make it up to him after I kill him.

The journey from the inn to the palace was delayed for a long time.

Finally, we arrived at the dismounting monument outside the palace.

On both sides, tall guards stood in a row, holding long spears, forming an absolute restricted area.

From a distance, the common people dared not approach.

Under the control of the troops on both sides, the two walked towards the palace.

At this moment, Lu Chao and other officials also arrived, pushing through the crowd to the front, and shouted to Song Shi'an, "Shi'an!"

Song Shi'an turned around, looked at him, and shouted, "Your king wants to kill me! Save me!"

"My God, what have you done now!" Lu Chao was going crazy, he said in despair.

But the two had already entered the palace.

In front of the main hall, there was a large pot in the center, boiling vigorously.

In front of the pot, there was a gilded throne.

Conson sat there with his legs crossed, waiting for him to arrive.

When Song Shi'an stood in front of him, he slowly stood up, his finger trembling as he pointed at his face: "Look what you've done!"

"I didn't do it!"

Song Shi'an denied it neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"I haven't even said anything yet and you haven't done anything?!" Kang Xun's face flushed.

“I haven’t done anything you’re saying. Everyone knows that I and my delegation have been in Xiangcheng these past few days, we haven’t gone anywhere,” Song Shi’an said passionately. “Kill me if you want, don’t pin any charges on me. I’ll die cleanly, you can’t fool the heavens!”

"You...have you no shame?!" Kang Xun snapped, losing his temper. "Song Shi'an, I've been so good to you, how could you do something like this? You bastard!"

(End of this chapter)