The Bodyguard King’s CEO Wife Chapter 1717: Ambushed

Ye Shikai yanked the arrow out of his back with force. The arrowhead was triangular, making the wound hard to heal, and blood immediately flowed, soaking into his night-clothes. Not only that, the arrowhead seemed to be coated with some drug that made his muscles go limp so he couldn’t exert strength for a short time. Although the drug wasn’t fatal and could be purged with Inner Strength, it still required time. Yet at this very moment, Mi Wen stood before him with her sword raised; in less than a tenth of a second, the blade could pierce his chest.

"For someone as noble as you to have to stay in a place like this all day really is making things difficult for you." Ye Shikai suddenly gave up resisting and leaned against the wall, panting as he cleared the drug from his system.

Mi Wen rushed straight at him, the edge of the Xuanjian Sword pressing against his throat, faintly cutting a small slit. Blood seeped from the wound. Right now, with just the slightest push forward, she could slit his throat with one stroke.

The eyes are the windows to the soul; you can read a person through their eyes. At this moment, Mi Wen’s gaze looked as though it could spew fire. Ye Shikai could feel the fury burning in her chest, as if it were about to burst out—just like his heartbeat right now...

"Do you hate me that much?" Ye Shikai said lightly. To say he was calm would be a lie. After all, Mi Wen was also a supreme master, and more importantly, there was a real chance she would actually drive that sword into his neck.

"You made me suffer every humiliation." Mi Wen said angrily. Her grip on the sword tightened, and the blade pressed forward slightly.

"On our wedding day, you ran away and made me the laughingstock of the entire city." At this moment, Mi Wen’s anger was entirely genuine. Any woman who went through something like this would be furious, especially someone like Mi Wen, who had always deeply loved Ye Shikai, only to be abandoned by him on their wedding day. This was hatred born from love.

"I already told you, there was someone else in my heart. There was never a place for you." Ye Shikai lowered his head, his tone weakening a little. "To be honest, I’ve always felt guilty toward you. I know what running away from the wedding meant to you. But... given my situation at the time, the only chance I had to escape was on the wedding day."

"Shut up." Mi Wen cursed, and with a fierce thrust, pushed the sword forward.

Ye Shikai turned his head and saw the Xuanjian Sword buried in the wall, three centimeters from his neck. If Mi Wen’s hand hadn’t deviated by two inches just now, he would truly be dead. Mi Wen couldn’t possibly make such a low-level mistake, so... deep down, she didn’t want Ye Shikai to die. Although during their last clash in the manor Mi Wen had indeed gone for the kill, that had been more because she was acting in a fit of rage. Once she calmed down, she seemed to have changed her mind.

"So be it. I’ve already fallen into your hands. If you truly want to kill me, just drive your sword into my chest." Ye Shikai waved his hand slightly. He could feel that Mi Wen’s hands were trembling; in the end, she still couldn’t bring herself to do it.

Bang.

Her fingers loosened, and the Xuanjian Sword fell to the ground with a light clatter.

"You bastard." Mi Wen knew she couldn’t bring herself to kill. At least for now, she absolutely wouldn’t kill Ye Shikai.

"Mi Wen, I hope you can face reality. I’m no noble. I’m just a man of common birth. I’ve never been some great figure. The way we see things is different, and the way we handle matters is even more different. We’re simply not suited for each other. If possible, I’d still be willing to be your friend." Seeing that Mi Wen had softened, Ye Shikai tried to persuade her, but... it wasn’t so simple.

"I told you, if I can’t have you, then no other woman will." Mi Wen sheathed the Xuanjian, waved her hand, and over a dozen guards sprang out from the sides, tying him up.

"What are you going to do?"

"Take you back to the yamen."

"Wait." Ye Shikai suddenly called out.

"What is it?" Mi Wen said coldly.

"Manager Chen is my friend. He was imprisoned because of me. For the sake of the feelings we once had, I hope you can be magnanimous and let me visit him. Besides, I came here today... to rescue him."

"Fine." Mi Wen hesitated for a moment, then agreed to his request. She had the guards lead him to a cell deep inside, and sure enough, Manager Chen was locked up in the dungeon.

"Manager Chen, are you all right?" Ye Shikai stepped forward, but his body was bound by Mi Wen’s guards, so he couldn’t reach out to touch him.

"General Ye, you’re here." Manager Chen’s breath was faint, his body covered in traces of torture, a miserable sight.

"Manager Chen, I truly wronged you. If not for me, you wouldn’t have ended up like this." Ye Shikai felt deeply guilty.

"Don’t worry, General Ye, I’m fine. It’s just a few flesh wounds."

"Well then, are you done reminiscing?" At this moment, Mi Wen walked in from outside the door and said coldly, "If you’re done, let’s go. I’m taking you back to the yamen."

"Mi Wen, I want to ask you for something."

"What is it? Say it."

"Manager Chen is innocent, and he’s a good man. Now that I’ve already fallen into your hands... let him go." Ye Shikai pleaded. At this moment, he seemed to have no leverage for ’bargaining’ and could only appeal to her feelings.

"What does it matter to me whether he’s a good man or a bad one? No one has ever walked out of this dungeon alive. And with just a word from you, you want me to let him out? Is there such a good deal under heaven?" Mi Wen sneered. Rather than say she was deliberately opposing Ye Shikai, it was better to say that keeping Manager Chen was giving him a ’burden.’ As long as Manager Chen remained in the dungeon, Ye Shikai would never get far.

"Then I beg you... don’t torture him anymore, all right?"

"That I can agree to."

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Leaving the dungeon, Ye Shikai was tightly bound, and a carriage was already waiting outside. It seemed Mi Wen had anticipated everything long ago.

"Move, get in the carriage." Mi Wen supported Ye Shikai up into the carriage; it seemed she would only feel at ease guarding him personally.

"Ahem... these days... how have you been?" On the way back to the yamen, Ye Shikai suddenly spoke. There were only the two of them in the carriage, and with neither saying a word, the atmosphere was far too rigid.

"On the day you ran from the wedding, the army marched out of the city. The commoners had already begun to gossip. These days, just those insolent rabble who dared to prattle on have already cost over a hundred lives by my hand."

Ye Shikai’s heart sank, and he fell silent. He had long expected that Mi Wen would massacre people. Those who dared to gossip could only be considered unlucky.

"Tell me where your stronghold is. You couldn’t have gone far with a few hundred men. You must be somewhere near Linxiang City."