Chapter 162

Yang Jun

"No, I don't help anyone; actually, I'm just helping myself."

Yang Jun lightly shook his head, turned around, and walked out.

Although the intention was to push Yun Fengyue out, doing too many things actually results in poor effect.

Mo Qingyan

As for how they are to do it, how to execute it, those are all his own matters.

That being the case, other aspects are also not a big deal.

Prince Zhenbei

Qingluan family

Heir Apparent

But, because of this, there is already a rift between myself and Yang Jun.

Your humble servant

Pacified West Army

Imperial Palace

Pingxi Prince's Mansion

Hei Ming walked in, with a respectful expression.

"You go north once, tell the King of the North, early winter."

Yun Fengyue made a decision; sometimes, if you don't cut when you should, you will inevitably invite chaos.

In these matters, what is more needed is to make every effort to respond.

Only then can it be enough to overturn the present situation.

At least what can be proven is that everything one encounters will have too many unforeseen circumstances that cannot be dealt with.

Yang Jun's words also have some truth.

Now these matters are for me to decide; whether they should or shouldn't be done has nothing to do with others.

So, truly speaking, if I cannot even adorn these opportunities to firmly hold onto them.

Then the outcome would be unimaginable.

Hei Ming, upon hearing Yun Fengyue's words, trembled all over and his eyes widened.

Such things happened too suddenly.

Furthermore, another point is that it forces Hei Ming to realize that the future has already changed.

"Yes!"

Hei Ming quickly adjusted his emotions, steadied his mindset, clasped his hands, then turned and left.

……

Zhou Tian's mood was very bad.

He rode his horse to the Imperial Palace, then hastily dismounted.

After entering the palace gate, along the palace road, he slowly proceeded toward the Imperial Study.

Now his heart could no longer accept his current situation.

The Pacified West Army was transferred away.

The senior sisters all left.

Now I merely have the title of General.

But in reality, I am nothing.

Thus, how can Zhou Tian now bear all this in his heart?

Especially at this moment, seeing the problem before him, he finds it even harder to endure.

However, such matters make Zhou Tian's innermost feeling nothing but hatred for Yang Jun.

I must counterattack, must use all my means to achieve a response, to counterattack.

Otherwise, things will only form a situation even more disadvantageous to me.

Such a problem is also what I must more urgently address.

No matter how you put it, what we want to achieve in the current situation is still to stabilize our current foundation.

Yun Fengyun seems no longer willing to believe himself.

Thus, he also discovers here that he must have many things to strive to accomplish.

Often only in this way can the proper things be truly assured.

The departure of the senior sisters, Zhou Tian cannot change, but they chose Yang Jun, so let's just wait.

Finally, let them go together with Yang Jun and be utterly destroyed!

As for Yang Jun, Zhou Tian also believes that he will never give him a good outcome.

Zhou Tian arrived outside the Imperial Study and knelt on one knee.

"Your subject Zhou Tian bows before Your Majesty; I have an important matter to report to Your Majesty!"

"Speak."

A voice came from outside the house, Yun Fengyun's voice, sounding somewhat cold.

"Your Majesty, I, your subject, have investigated a matter clearly."

"The murderer who killed the Qingluan family, Mo Qingyan, is hiding in Pingxi Prince's Mansion, sheltered by the heir apparent Yang Jun!"

Zhou Tian took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

Finally, we still have to come to this point.

For such a matter, he still had to deal with it.

Since it's already unavoidable, then in such a matter, this kind of action is necessary.

Mo Qingyan.

His senior martial sister, having already made such a choice, he cannot blame himself.

"Oh?"

"Your Majesty, Yang Jun, as the Heir of Prince Pingxi and also a Prince Consort, possesses the status of royal kin."

"Therefore, this humble subject dares not act rashly."

"Please, Your Majesty, issue an edict ordering me to apprehend the murderer and punish those who harbor the killer!"

Zhou Tian raised his voice and spoke loudly.

Outside the house, however, it fell silent for a moment, as if in contemplation.

"Approved!"

After a long while, a single word drifted out.

Zhou Tian's expression changed slightly, a look of joy on his face.

Pingxi Prince's Mansion, the rear courtyard.

At this moment, inside Yang Ye's residence, Yang Jun was kneeling on the ground.

Before him was a small square table, upon which rested a spirit tablet.

The matter of Yang Jun going to the Elder Princess's mansion was still discovered by Yang Ye.

Because of this, Yang Ye was furious and punished him by forcing him to kneel before his mother's spirit tablet to reflect.

Yang Jun gazed at his mother's spirit tablet before him, his mind filled with various thoughts—how could this affair truly be considered over?

Yang Ye, on one side of Overseas Chinese City, gazed at Yang Jun before him.

"You look at your mother's spirit tablet yourself, think it over carefully—just where have you gone wrong and what exactly is your mistake!"

Amid Yang Ye's rebukes, Yang Jun lifted his head and stared at his mother's spirit tablet.

In his memory, those appearances were very vague.

All that could exist was the deep affection and tenderness of blood being thicker than water.

Yang Ye looked at his own son and let out a soft sigh.

Yang Jun now had his own thoughts—he had grown up.

But how could the present matter possibly be accepted?

That is rebellion, a major affair.

Yun Fengyue, this woman, only thinks of such a treasonous act.

What Yang Ye worries about most, isn't it this?

Yang Jun went to meet Yun Fengyue—who knows whether this woman will secretly cause trouble or strike out?

Moreover, that person deep in the palace is extremely suspicious.

Adding all these matters onto Yang Jun, how could he bear it?

"I, stationed at the border, have constantly heard that you in the capital bully men and women, your decadent deeds."

"Now that I have returned, I never expected you still to think I cannot control you, right?"

"Is it just because you've grown up? You're merely letting your own nature run wild in doing these things!"

Yang Ye spoke again, uttering a shout of anger.

Yet amid the reprimand, a flash of pity and compassion flickered in his eyes.

"Father!"

Yang Jun gazed at Yang Ye, of course not repenting, nor admitting fault.

Just thinking of what is recorded in the book, his own loyal subject to Yun Fengyun, unexpectedly did not meet a good end.