Chapter 209: Each Takes What They Need

"Okay, I agree."

Yu Mingyue took a deep breath and nodded slowly.

In this matter, she also had to respond accordingly.

Since things have come to this, after considering the impact on herself, she still needs to respond and make choices.

"Little Mingyue, I knew you were the best."

Yang Jun laughed heartily, his voice also rising.

Of course, in front of Yu Mingyue's foster parents, these words should of course be used to advantage.

【Great, this round of tugging, I give it full marks.】

Yang Jun was quite satisfied; this effect was also the best for him.

Yang Jun's thoughts, Yu Mingyue snorted coldly; this bastard's actions are always surprising.

Yu Mingyue was still feeling emotional and striving to steady her emotions, but at this moment, her foster mother wore a look of emotion.

"Mingyue being fortunate enough to find such a husband's family is truly a blessing across three lifetimes."

"Auntie, rest assured, I will definitely treat Mingyue well and also treat you two elders well."

As Yang Jun spoke, he took Yu Mingyue's hand.

"No matter how great the difficulty or what the danger, as long as I am alive, no one will be able to harm Mingyue, and of course the two elders as well."

Yang Jun looked sincere, his voice also full of sincerity.

Yu Mingyue at this moment unconsciously took deep breaths, while exerting force with her hands, tightly pinching her fingers, striving to give herself psychological reassurance so as not to truly erupt.

After all, Yang Jun's words right now are warning himself.

Just as Yu Mingyue had just steadied her mind, Yang Jun leaned forward and kissed her forehead.

"Hold your hand, grow old together, hoping we can stay together until old age!"

Yang Jun's even more sincere voice came, and Yu Mingyue almost gritted her silver teeth.

"This venerable one and you are merely cooperating; as long as we cooperate happily, that's enough; don't overdo it."

【Happy cooperation? Their cooperation will bring double the joy!】

Yang Jun's thoughts made Yu Mingyue startle, but she quickly came to her senses, instinctively reaching out and gripping the hand he had placed on her leg.

At the same time, Yu Mingyue leaned forward, getting close to Yang Jun.

"This venerable one will add a rule: keep your mouth in check!"

……

Northern Border, the moonlight was like a wash.

On the vast fertile land, the Northern Guard Prince's Mansion appeared exceptionally majestic.

Xiong Zhen was hosting a banquet in the mansion to welcome Yang Ye.

Although Xiong Zhen's name contains the character for 'heroic', compared to Yang Ye his build appeared much slimmer, but compared to ordinary people his physique was still quite sturdy.

Yang Ye gave off a strong, oppressive feeling, but Xiong Zhen, despite being in the Northern Border, gave off a cold, gloomy, chilly sensation.

"Brother Yang's strength has not retreated but advanced these years; I, the younger brother, admire him."

Xiong Zhen poured a full glass of wine for Yang Ye, sighing softly as he spoke.

"Little brother, I have been exiled here, long eroded by the Northern Border's wind and sand, my form almost dissipated."

Xiong Zhen spoke while lightly shaking his head.

"Xiong Zhen, regarding the Northern Border's city affairs……"

"Brother Yang, we brothers rarely meet; why discuss these things now?"

"By the way, Yang Jun should also be grown up now; it's been over ten years since we last saw each other—how much does he resemble you now?"

Yang Ye heard Xiong Zhen's words and raised his wine cup.

"Jun'er's conduct is nothing like mine; he has grown up, has his own ideas, and many of his actions are hard for me to fathom at once."

Yang Ye answered, and Xiong Zhen lightly nodded.

"What about Deng Jian?"

"Back then he blocked a sneak attack for you, his dantian was destroyed, he lost his cultivation; how is he doing now?"

Upon hearing Xiong Zhen's question, Yang Ye's face showed deeper emotion.

"He's busy in the Prince's Mansion, seemingly still quite satisfied and happy."

Yang Ye took a deep breath and nodded lightly as he spoke.

The two drank and chatted.

A slender young man was pouring wine for the two.

He is Xiong Zhen's son, Xiong Guang.

These years, Xiong Zhen has stabilized the Northern Border, leaving only this sole son.

"What about Xi Yue? She should be pregnant by now, right?"

Xiong Zhen at this moment suddenly asked a question.

Yang Ye heard this and furrowed his brows.

Xiong Zhen is in the Northern Border, so how could he know this?

After all, my going to the Northern Border is something very few people know.

"Xiong Zhen……"

"Brother Yang, the Yang family is now prosperous; you will soon have a grandson, and your old comrades are also by your side."

"But alas, I, Xiong Zhen, have only one son."

Xiong Zhen interrupted Yang Ye's words; in that speech, Yang Ye's complexion changed again.

"What exactly do you want to say?"

Yang Ye asked, his eyes fixed on Xiong Zhen before him.

"I didn't mean to say anything, I'm just envious of you!"

"But I'm still worried; I don't know if you'll end up like my younger brother."

"He has only a single heir, yet he is so weak."

Xiong Zhen spoke slowly, but Yang Ye detected the hatred.

This hatred, however, was directed toward that person in the Imperial Palace.

Could it be that this is why the Northern Border will hand over the city to the foreign tribe?

Is such an action merely to vent anger?

"Xiong Zhen, brothers, how many years have we not seen each other?"

"It's been over ten years; actually, the fundamental reason we can meet now is also that you have lost your military authority and are merely an idle prince."

"Back then, Yun Fengyun split us apart, one to the north, one to the west..."

"And what about Jun'er? Yun Fengyun shows affection, yet he keeps him in the capital—clearly a hostage."

"As for me, I was exiled to this desolate Northern Border."

"If it weren't for me, the Northern Border would have hardly any arable land even now."

"But what about Yun Fengyun? He has always been on guard against us."

"We brothers are separated across the south and north, each in our own place; we can meet today only because he no longer needs to guard against you, and you are someone who can convince me."

Xiong Zhen spoke again, his words coming in rapid succession.

"What's going on with the city?"

Yang Ye furrowed his brows and spoke in a low voice.

"Yes, it was I who allowed it."

"The general guards the nation's gate, while the monarch merely lives in suspicion, constantly distrustful."

"He merely guards his own troops, and toward us he is especially vigilant; such days are too hard."

Xiong Zhen said this, then shook his head again.

"So, are you planning to rebel?"

Yang Ye drew a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

The situation here now seems to be becoming increasingly serious.

Yun Fengyue wants to rebel, and has even tried to persuade me.

Nowadays, Xiong Zhen also wants to rebel?

"Rebellion? No, we call it self-preservation, even more so, restoring order by eliminating chaos."

"How could we not know where Yun Fengyun's troops come from?"

"He seized this throne only by killing his brother and father."

"I am merely preserving myself, giving myself a way out."

"Brother Yang, can't you just stop being obstinate?"

Xiong Zhen spoke, growing angrier as he went on.