Chapter 818: Extra 7

"Go—" Jiang Li pushed An Xiangbei. She had been shot in the shoulder, but she didn't even frown; her entire face remained calm.

An Xiangbei glanced at her. The people opposite them had already begun to advance slowly, the bullets becoming increasingly dense. Now, they were isolated and without support.

In a foreign land, they did not know when their reinforcements would arrive.

He finally took out the silver pistol he had hidden in his sleeve, poked his head out, and fired a shot. The other side seemed to go quiet for a moment.

Jiang Li looked at An Xiangbei, "You..."

"Quiet." An Xiangbei did not show the slightest panic. This pistol was a gift from his sister; it was specially assembled, and all its parts could pass through security checks when disassembled.

It was his secret, one that had never been revealed before.

Time was growing increasingly tight, and the people over there swarmed up. Jiang Li looked at An Xiangbei, "Give me the gun, you go."

"Go quickly! Only if you are alive can they gain nothing. If you die, and an accident occurs during this negotiation, the consequences will be unimaginable."

She did not say what would happen if he stayed. Fleeing might offer a glimmer of hope, but those who stayed might remain here forever.

Yet she was a soldier; she was An Xiangbei's protector.

A year ago, with a transfer order, she became the protector of An Xiangbei, the Minister of Foreign Affairs of Huaxia. Unlike Wang Yunzhi's policy of gentleness, and unlike An Yinan's resolute and swift style, his style combined hardness with softness. When you thought he was being soft, he would suddenly strike, catching people off guard.

When you thought he was being hard, you wouldn't know when he had already pulled the rug out from under them, leaving the opponent without enough stamina.

A person with great international prestige once said that with An Xiangbei in Huaxia, there would be no fear in diplomacy for thirty years.

This was his ability, and also a recognition of his qualifications.

"All lives are equal." An Xiangbei's voice remained as calm as ever. Even with pressure from multiple countries, the tone he had never changed made people both love and hate him.

Huaxia loved it; other countries hated it.

Some jokingly called his voice the death knell for other countries.

As long as he stepped out, it meant someone had provoked Huaxia, and Huaxia was about to exert its power.

And this time, it was a trap—a trap aimed at him, a trap to ensure he would never return.

"It is equal, but the roles are different. Huaxia can have countless Jiang Lis, but An Xiangbei—Huaxia has only cultivated one of you." Jiang Li was somewhat anxious, her eyes turning red.

An Xiangbei looked at the injured people over there and sighed helplessly, "If you keep talking like this, I cannot calm my mind."

Jiang Li looked at his firm chin, feeling anxious in her heart, but she could not out-argue him. How could she out-argue the man who had been targeted and besieged by various countries?

"We are here."

Reinforcements had arrived...

With those four words, the tense atmosphere suddenly changed.

The silver gun he held up dropped. In fact...

The bullets had long since run out!

He didn't want to give it to her, nor did he want her to find out, and he especially could not let her discover it.

"Look, they set a trap over there, and I acted as bait to catch them all in one net. Since they set a trap, they must have invested heavy interests." An Xiangbei looked at Jiang Li and smiled lightly, but his complexion grew increasingly pale.

Jiang Li felt something was wrong and immediately examined him, only then discovering that at some point, his abdomen had been shot. He hadn't even let out a muffled groan by instinct.

"An Xiangbei, you are crazy."

"Are those interests worth more than one of you?"

"To cultivate you, whether it was An Yinan or Huaxia, how much was paid? Your life is not just your own; it belongs to Huaxia! Do you know that?"

As strong as Jiang Li was, her face was flushed with anger at this moment, and she didn't know when her tears had already fallen.

An Xiangbei raised his hand and wiped away her tears, "Whatever I say, you believe?"

He smiled bitterly. He had a plan, but he was only a mortal, not a god.

"Then you..." Jiang Li was stunned.

Gunshots continued to ring out in the distance, but behind the cover, An Xiangbei clutched his stomach and looked at Jiang Li earnestly, "I just didn't want to change to a new protector. I'm used to it."

Used to it...

He was used to someone not letting him drink tea in the afternoon.

Used to someone forcefully pulling him up to exercise at five-thirty in the morning.

And used to someone silently bringing food to his side when he was too busy to eat dinner, supervising him until he finished.

Used to someone always being by his side to accompany and care for him when he was sick.

She had always been by his side; as long as he looked up, he could see her.

It seemed that seeing her gave him the motivation to keep going; no matter how difficult the negotiation, he would find a breakthrough.

Jiang Li's eyes flickered, then she turned her head away and stopped speaking.

No one knew when the two of them got together, and no one knew how many life-and-death situations they had experienced; they had never given up on each other.

"Sister, I want to get married." The once frail child, now standing at one meter ninety, was enough to hold up a piece of the sky. His eyes were sincere, and his face carried a smile. One could not tell if he was happy or angry, but his flickering eyes were enough to prove the unrest in his heart.

An Yinan looked at him, "Have you thought it through?"

A translator and their protector—their love and marriage would not be smooth sailing. They did not need to go through emotional entanglements, but they needed to pass the test of life.

"Thought it through. A lifetime, having her is enough."

Regardless of life or death, a lifetime, having her is enough.

That year, they got married.

That year, Jiang Yun Duo went to attend their wedding. She saw them, and she seemed to suddenly understand.

His long-lasting devotion, his companionship until old age.

His surroundings were filled with flashing blades and swords, but there was only one reason for everything: he did not love them.

He would smile; his eyes would be filled with warmth when he looked at her. He would give her everything; he loved her as his own life.

"Have you let go?" An Yinan held a cup of water, looked at Jiang Yun Duo, and asked softly.

Jiang Yun Duo smiled, "I am so good; not marrying me is his loss."

An Yinan nodded and ruffled her hair, just as she had when they first met.

"Anyone looks beautiful standing under the cherry blossom tree."

"Your love is fervent no matter who you give it to."

"Silly girl."

"An Yinan, who are you calling a silly girl!" Jiang Yun Duo wrinkled her nose, then looked at An Yinan with a face full of indignation.

An Yinan laughed, "Silly, sometimes, look back; don't always just keep walking forward."

"Perhaps..."

She raised an eyebrow and saw Zhang Cheng, who had been looking around, "Suddenly looking back, and that person is in the dim light?"

"Big sister's career ambition is exploding right now, who needs love? Love will only affect big sister's speed in drawing her blade!!!" Jiang Yun Duo snorted coldly, putting on a full display of that attitude.

An Yinan nodded in agreement, "Fine, you've become sensible."

However...

Zhang Cheng, the road is long, and the burden is heavy and the way is far!