Our Binding Love: My Gentle Tyrant
chapter-114

Chapter 114 – This is War (1)

According to the agreement, once Ye Li snatched her away from the palace, it would be equivalent as going back on his word with the Second Prince. Would Ye Li, whose interests were always his main priority, do something like this that isn’t beneficial to him in any way?

But Ye Mu’s train of thoughts was broken when Zhang Yuan said, “Young miss, let’s head back to the residence. The general has the map of the Imperial army and has learned the map by heart now. Rest assured that there won’t be a problem. Even if the Second Prince wants to join forces with the Imperial army, with the Emperor still alive and the map with the general, the Imperial army will not listen to his commands–even if he is of royal blood.”

The chances of winning are that high?

Even if reinforcements from the surrounding countries wanted to come over, it would still take a few days to reach the Yue country. Therefore, Ye Li did indeed have the largest number of people…yet there were also quite a lot of soldiers if the imperial army and the Second Prince’s forces would unite.

If they were to join hands, the outcome of the battle would be difficult to determine…but bloodshed would most likely be a lot.

This meant that blood would flow like rivers the moment the fight commences, fate notwithstanding. And in the end, the outcome of this gruesome war would all depend on the will of the heavens.

Under the gloomy sky, Ye Mu looked at the troops that were getting further and further away and asked, “Zhang Yuan, when you went to save me today, what happened?”

Zhang Yuan remembered the miserable state he went through this morning when he rescued Ye Mu and his eyes dimmed a little.

“If not for the general’s intelligence, we would not have been able to find the young miss inside the complex interiors of the palace with the imperial army guarding vigilantly. But even with this, we have lost more than a hundred of our deadly warriors…he cares so much for the young miss person to be rescued.”

Zhang Yuan’s words caused Ye Mu’s heart to be slightly shaken.

A great battle was coming, yet Ye Li had actually used the lives of over a hundred people in exchange for her. Was it truly because he was afraid that she would be in danger inside the palace?

But what was really startling was that there were more than 20 internal martial artists who had guarded her in the palace. This meant that the Second Prince didn’t really consider her as a hostage at all. For her, who had the lowly position of a daughter born from a concubine, she couldn’t find herself to believe the Second Prince would raise such a ruckus and send so many experts to guard her…

This could only mean one thing—the person who really wanted to keep her there was Mo Linyuan!

And as for why the Second Prince would listen to Mo Linyuan, it could only mean that they had long since allied with each other.

History was repeating itself according to the plot in the book!

The more Ye Mu thought about it, the more she felt that she was seeing things clearer this time, but ultimately, the more she realized things, the more ironic she found the situation.

She was truly foolish. It was only because Mo Linyuan had taken the risk to steal the map of the imperial army for Ye Li did she thought that the winner of this battle would be Ye Li.

But Mo Linyuan did not fully lie to her. His connection with Yan Xu hadn’t been hidden from her—he just opted to tell her bits of the truth. She should have discovered it a long time ago, but her eyes were opened too late.

If everything went according to the plot of the book, Ye Li would lose this battle; there is a high possibility that the map of imperial army given by Mo Linyuan is a counterfeit one.

Another fact was…Ye Li hadn’t forgotten to “rescue” her before the great battle.

No matter how she thought of it, despite the kind of ruthless person he was, she wanted to save Ye Li’s life.

Is it too late now?

Snowflakes slowly fell from the sky once again. The winter wind seemed extremely cold—so cold that it caused one’s thoughts to freeze.