Chapter 227

"I am fine," Xuanyuan Kun announced.

The guards outside paused in their movements.

Xuanyuan Kun continued, "You may withdraw. I do not wish to be disturbed. Hmm?"

Upon hearing this, the guards quickly withdrew.

"I had assumed the Emperor of Donglin was a fool, but looking at him now, that does not seem to be the case." After the guards had left, that person spoke again.

He had been praised for his intelligence, yet Xuanyuan Kun felt not a shred of joy.

"Who are you?" Xuanyuan Kun asked.

To be honest, it was impossible for him not to be afraid.

After all, the other party was far too mysterious and also very powerful.

For that brief moment just now, he had truly wanted to let the guards in to capture the person, but he quickly dismissed the thought.

After all, if this person could appear without a sound, then his guards would certainly be no match for them.

Moreover, he was tempted by the conditions this person had proposed.

The enemy of an enemy is surely a friend.

However, even if he were to negotiate, Xuanyuan Kun felt it should be done openly.

Yet, while Xuanyuan Kun had planned well, the other party also had to cooperate.

"Who I am is not important; what matters is that I can help you deal with Ye Lanjue," the voice said.

Xuanyuan Kun remained silent for a long while, his head bowed, making it impossible for anyone to see the expression on his face.

After a long time, Xuanyuan Kun spoke as if he had made a decision, "What benefits do you want?"

"I do not need any benefits; I simply cannot stand Ye Lanjue."

Upon hearing this, Xuanyuan Kun breathed a sigh of relief, "How do you intend to help me?"

"You only need to cooperate..."

On the other side, Yun Qiyue looked at Chen Feng, somewhat angry, "Are you going to let me out or not?"

Ever since she left the Yu family, she had not heard any news from the outside world.

She hadn't even been able to return to the Yun family.

At first, Ye Lanjue thought she was severely injured because she was covered in blood, but later, after discovering she wasn't hurt and the blood belonged to others, Ye Lanjue used the excuse that she had been frightened to keep her in the Regent's Mansion, forbidding her from returning.

As for the Yun family, Ye Lanjue had already notified them that she would be staying at the mansion for a few days.

But the problem was, for the past two days, she hadn't heard a single bit of news from outside, and the Imperial Uncle was always busy, never to be seen.

Heaven knows how bored she had been these past two days.

So, taking advantage of the Imperial Uncle's absence, she prepared to sneak out.

But the result was obvious: she was stopped by Chen Feng.

Upon hearing this, Chen Feng said, "Princess Consort, you may leave once the Prince returns, but not now."

Just kidding, if he let the Princess Consort leave without permission, he would be punished.

Yun Qiyue, however, wasn't buying it, "Can't you just tell him when the Imperial Uncle returns?"

Who knew when the Imperial Uncle would return?

Chen Feng shook his head, "No."

Upon hearing this, Yun Qiyue turned around without a word.

Just as Chen Feng breathed a sigh of relief, Yun Qiyue suddenly turned back and launched a fierce attack on him.

Although Yun Qiyue's moves were swift and unexpected, Chen Feng's reaction speed was not slow either.

However, just as Chen Feng was about to counterattack, Yun Qiyue withdrew her hand, adopting a shameless 'I won't fight back if you hit me' posture.

Seeing this, Chen Feng broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly withdrew his hand.

"You..." Chen Feng still looked terrified.

If he had injured the future mistress, his life would surely be over.

"How about it? Still want to go?" Yun Qiyue asked with a half-smile.

She knew the 'servility' of subordinates in this era all too well; she didn't believe Chen Feng would dare to lay a hand on her.

If he didn't let her out, heh, looking at Chen Feng's current expression, it would be enough for him to suffer; it just depended on who could outplay whom.

Upon hearing this, Chen Feng's expression was indeed very ugly.

"Princess Consort, you..." Chen Feng still wanted to struggle.

Yun Qiyue, however, left no room for negotiation, "Are you letting me go or not?"

Chen Feng wore a bitter face, caught in a dilemma.

"If you don't speak, I'm leaving," Yun Qiyue said, stepping forward to leave.

Chen Feng wanted to stop her, but could he really do so at this moment?

The answer was naturally no.

Therefore, he could only watch helplessly as the future mistress walked forward with victorious steps.

Yun Qiyue was in a great mood, and just as she was about to walk out of the Regent's Mansion gate, a voice came, "Where are you going?"

"Going home," Yun Qiyue answered without thinking.

Only after answering did she realize who the voice belonged to, and she immediately turned her head to look to the side, only to see Ye Lanjue standing there.

Yun Qiyue was slightly stunned, having the feeling of being caught while running away.

But soon, Yun Qiyue cast that feeling aside.

She wasn't being held prisoner, so the word 'running away' was quite inappropriate.

Thinking this, Yun Qiyue revealed a brilliant smile at Ye Lanjue, "Imperial Uncle, you're back. Are you done with your business?"

She had rarely seen the Imperial Uncle these past two days.

Ye Lanjue nodded faintly upon hearing this, then approached Yun Qiyue, "Let's go, I will take you back."

Upon hearing this, a flash of surprise crossed Yun Qiyue's eyes.

But once she realized what was happening, Yun Qiyue was left speechless.

It had only been two days without freedom; did she really think she was a little pet kept by the Imperial Uncle?

The two boarded the carriage, and Yun Qiyue looked at Ye Lanjue and asked, "Imperial Uncle, what happened to the people of the Yu family?"

Ye Lanjue had previously ordered the Yu family members' legs to be broken; what about now?

Two days had passed; was there any progress?

Ye Lanjue said faintly upon hearing this, "They are dead."

Yun Qiyue was slightly stunned, "Dead?"

"Hmm!"

"How did they die?" Did Ye Lanjue kill them?

Ye Lanjue seemed to see through Yun Qiyue's thoughts and said faintly, "I do not like to dirty my hands."

Yun Qiyue: "So?"

"They were naturally convicted of crimes," Ye Lanjue remained indifferent.

Convicted? What crimes?

After thinking for a moment, Yun Qiyue had the answer, "Corruption?"

The Yu family had a massive fortune, so it must have been massive corruption; it was normal for massive corruption to carry the death penalty.

But if she remembered correctly, she had asked about the Yu family just now.

Could an entire family's massive corruption lead to the death penalty for the whole family?

Ye Lanjue did not say much more to Yun Qiyue.

He had little interest in other people's affairs.

And Ye Lanjue quickly and successfully changed the subject, "Your home should be quite lively right now."

Upon hearing this, Yun Qiyue frowned.

What was there to be lively about at her home?

Yun Qiyue wanted to ask, but at this moment, the carriage stopped, right in front of her home.

To be precise, it was in front of the Marquis Mansion.

At this very moment, Yun Qiyue could no longer care about the Yu family's affairs; her mind was filled with what might have happened at home.

It was no wonder Yun Qiyue was so worried; subconsciously, she felt that if Ye Lanjue could bring it up on his own, it probably wasn't a small matter.

And at this time, inside the Marquis Mansion, Yun Yongyuan's face was flushed with anger, his tiger-like eyes glaring at his eldest son, Yun Jiande.

"What did you just say? If you have the guts, say it to me again?"

The old man's voice was like a bell, full of vigor and quite imposing.