Chapter 167: This face is utterly lost

Official business presses me; please, Prince, show understanding.

Zhou Tian now has no choice but to retreat.

Just a stalemate like this?

He really lacks the guts to directly confront Yang Ye.

And if Yang Ye actually acts, then I'm left with only a dead end.

Precisely for this reason, Zhou Tian also understands that unless he possesses Yun Fengyun's strength...

Otherwise, facing Yang Ye, it's best to stay low-key.

Their strength is vastly superior to mine.

Such strength is simply beyond comparison for me.

Thus, for this issue, we can only settle it this way.

Yet my own reluctance and resentment are provoking him.

I arrived full of vigor, with an imperial edict in hand.

I gave Yang Jun a surprise attack, yet the result ended up like this.

This face is utterly lost.

Thinking thus, Zhou Tian's anger intensified.

He waved his hand, ordering his men to withdraw.

After walking two steps, he saw Leng Qingyue and Lin Qingyue beside Yang Jun.

"Senior sisters, I will report to the Sect what has transpired these days; please get ready."

Leng Qingyue's beautiful eyes flicked at Zhou Tian, brimming with utter disgust.

Lin Qingyue refuses to glance at Zhou Tian again; what she has decided cannot be altered!

"Let's go!"

Zhou Tian pulled back his gaze and stormed off.

As for the Jingzhao Prefecture Magistrate, he bowed to Yang Ye and the Prince's Mansion's retinue.

"Prince, today's affair, I really cannot refuse."

"But please rest assured, Prince, I will surely make amends."

Having spoken, the Jingzhao Prefecture Magistrate hastily cupped his fists toward Yang Jun, now being extremely careful.

If someone here actually struck me, it would be entirely possible.

Furthermore, those opposite will suffer no punishment!

Seeing everyone depart, Yang Jun turned to face Yang Ye.

"I'll make a trip to the palace."

Yang Ye's brows were tightly knit as he spoke.

His chest held a burning fire.

Zhou Tian's conduct left him very displeased.

"Father, I'll go with you."

Yang Jun, hearing his father was going to the palace, felt anxious.

"What are you doing? You're still practicing sword at home; you'd better give me a big, fat grandson."

Yang Ye tossed off a remark and turned to leave.

Upon hearing Yang Ye's words, Deng Jian had already prepared his horse and waited outside.

Yang Jun watching Yang Ye's back could feel his fury.

Meanwhile, he worried that Yun Fengyun might turn against him.

Fortunately, Yun Fengyun has not yet truly weakened.

Thus, his present emotions should still be manageable.

"Zhou Tian is utterly hateful; this bastard, why does he always target you?"

Yun Xiyue also looked displeased and shouted.

"Ah, guess who's behind Zhou Tian?"

Yang Jun gave a wry smile and shook his head.

【My silly wife, the one behind Zhou Tian is your Father Emperor!】

【Without your Father Emperor's consent, where could Zhou Tian get an imperial edict, and dare to stir trouble at the Prince's Mansion?】

Yang Jun contemplated these matters, Yun Xiyue fixed her gaze on him.

I have already let Yang Jun down; I cannot fulfill my duty as his wife.

Now my Father Emperor is meddling behind the scenes?

For a moment, Yun Xiyue's resentment deepened.

What right?

Why?

Why does the Father Emperor target Yang Jun? Yang Jun is my Prince Consort; what's the point?

Yet Yun Xiyue also believes Yang Jun's words; upon reflection, she is certain only her Father Emperor could arrange such matters.

Upon thinking this, Yun Xiyue's eyes reddened and tears welled.

Yang Jun wrapped his arms around Yun Xiyue's slender waist and sighed softly.

"I, I must hurry to train martial arts; I want to protect you, and I want to be your true wife..."

As Yun Xiyue spoke, her tears increased.

Good, we practice martial arts.

Yang Jun embraced Yun Xiyue tightly; this adorable Sixth Princess actually wants to practice martial arts and also wants to protect herself.

Besides, it's also good; Yun Xiyue's Supreme Yin Pure Sacred Body also needs her to improve before it can mature.

Now seizing the time to practice martial arts is also still a good thing.

Imperial Palace, Yun Fengyun looks at Yang Ye before him.

"How come you come to see me at this time?"

"Big brother, you shouldn't have issued an edict to let Zhou Tian take away Yang Jun!"

Yang Ye suppressed his anger, eyes blood-red, staring intently at Yun Fengyun before him.

"Is this all for this matter? After all, I already issued an imperial edict earlier for Zhou Tian to investigate this, you know, the whole civil and military officials are aware of it."

"Zhou Tian is handling this impartially; I also believe Yang Jun is innocent, just investigating a bit, merely going through the motions."

"Just a casual investigation, then sending him back safe and sound, I also need to give others an explanation."

Yun Fengyun spoke in a low voice, thus giving an answer.

"But you are my older brother!"

"You also know, I only have this one son."

"He is also your son-in-law, yet you have people investigate him—is this doubting him?"

"This way, all civil and military officials will think you don't favor him, don't protect him."

"Then, what will these people think?"

"What about Yang Jun and Xi Yue—how do they think?"

Yang Ye could no longer suppress himself, repeatedly questioning.

"I am the emperor!"

"All people under heaven are my children."

"Therefore, this matter must be handled impartially."

"Cannot show favoritism; only by doing so, understand?"

"Brother-in-law, I understand your feelings about this matter, but we cannot merely protect him."

Yun Fengyun interrupted Yang Ye's words, speaking while shaking his head.

Hearing those official-sounding words, Yang Ye stared fixedly at Yun Fengyun.

"Big brother, do you remember what you promised me when I helped you conquer the world?"

"Yang Ye!"

"You promised to treat Yang Jun as your own son, yet now you send troops to investigate your own son?"

Yang Ye raised his voice, Yun Fengyun's expression turned grim.

Even now, his hands trembled slightly.

"Don't say more..."

"You forgot, is that it?"

Yang Ye pressed on, eyes fixed on Yun Fengyun.

The two locked gazes, and powerful aura surged from both of them simultaneously.

In the next moment, both struck out with a palm simultaneously.

A booming sound rang out, like thunder exploding.

Everything in the imperial study endured the two's violent aura under this strike.

In an instant, such an event truly left one deeply astonished.

Everything was affected; memorials on the table flew about, teacups shattered, tea spilled out.

Even the doors and windows of the imperial study could not withstand these great forces, vanishing without a trace amidst the collision of power.