Chapter 213

Ah, this matter is also too complicated, huh?

Yang Jun furrowed his brows and bitterly smiled.

As for such a matter, at this time he still had too many, too many surprises in his heart.

Of course, to him, such a matter now is simply very worrying.

Wanting to resolve all of this—how could it be easy?

"The best method is also the most difficult."

"When all dangers approach, we make preparations in advance to avoid all dangers."

"Such a matter is enough for us to respond to; there's no need to wait until danger arrives before considering."

"In this way, things can also be handled more."

Lin Qingyue took a deep breath and then spoke in a low voice.

While speaking, he unconsciously nodded his head.

The situation here is still as obvious as can be.

Lin Qingyue is an extremely intelligent woman.

Recently Yang Jun's performance, that worried expression, Lin Qingyue has indeed seen it all.

Regarding this, Lin Qingyue also knows that Yang Jun is not worrying for no reason.

But in this situation, what truly needs to be wary of and worried about are still many, many things that must be paid attention to.

What Yang Jun is wary of, Lin Qingyue now also fully understands.

That is a potential crisis, and this crisis comes from the shadows.

Lin Qingyue, after a little thought, can also understand that such a crisis comes from the person on the dragon throne, as well as the missing Zhou Tian.

However, Lin Qingyue still thought that, since encountering a crisis, encountering danger, then rather than fleeing, why not each, just go face it directly.

Such a thing is also merely a matter of course.

As for those other wise self-preservations, they are utterly meaningless.

"These things, I know, but you all are extremely likely to have to leave here first."

Yang Jun spoke in a deep voice, and while speaking he nodded firmly.

"What? So urgent?"

Leng Qingyue, upon hearing this, was startled, instinctively stepped forward, and grabbed Yang Jun's hand in one grasp.

"No, we must go together."

Yang Jun shook his head, "Go together?"

Such a thing is now merely a vain hope.

No matter how I think, in short, others will absolutely not give me hope.

Such a thing could never happen to me.

The dragon guards arranged by Yun Fengyun are not merely here to protect Yang Jun.

Their greater duty is to completely control everyone coming and going inside the Pingxi Prince's Mansion.

Long Ten owes Yang Jun a favor, but he absolutely cannot possibly do anything that might even slightly defy Yun Fengyun's orders.

Precisely for this reason, the current situation is thus considered such a matter.

Yang Jun has learned the Art of the Pavilion in the Air, allowing him to take on others' appearances; even so, he can send the people of the mansion out in batches.

But what use is there after sending them out like that?

Yun Fengyun only needs to monitor those he sends out, and then everything comes to nothing.

Yang Jun understands that the position he can occupy must be exposed, must be within his own line of sight.

Otherwise, not only would he be unable to gain freedom.

Moreover, everyone around him would also be subject to this.

Sending people out in batches, and even if he himself were to leave, he would be the last one; only thus would it be the most appropriate possibility.

No matter what, in short, what ought to be carried out and controlled here remains a matter of course.

The only advantage now is that Yang Jun still has a slight understanding of all this.

He is fully aware of all these problems, so he still has some time to arrange the present situation.

"Your Highness!"

Deng Jian knocked on the door again at this moment; Yang Jun raised his eyebrows, it seems this matter has again occurred as an incident.

Deng Jian is an elder of the Yang family, and he is still completely clear about controlling that situation.

If there were no major affair, at such a time he would absolutely not come to disturb Yang Jun.

Yang Jun hurried out, and the women also all looked uneasy.

"Your Highness, people from the Imperial Palace have arrived, bearing an imperial edict, saying the Empress intends for the Sixth Princess."

"Thus, let the Sixth Princess enter the palace to nurture her pregnancy, and have Your Highness accompany her."

Deng Jian's words made Yang Jun's heart tremble.

What was destined to come, has it finally arrived?

Yun Fengyun's current actions are nothing if not blatantly obvious.

Putting himself under house arrest, this matter is already like a needle against a wheat awn, swords and spears alike—must we respond in this way?

Yang Jun took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

This is the imperial edict issued by Yun Fengyun.

Thus, Yang Jun now has not even a shred of ability to resist, adorable.

Yun Fengyun has already raised the blade; should Yang Jun show any trace of resistance, the outcome will be even more obvious—namely, he has only a dead end.

Not only myself, but it will also involve more and more people.

Perhaps it is a good plan, namely to follow all this and then wait for my father's return.

Only then would it be the most proper plan.

Escape? That seems impossible.

The Pingxi Prince's Mansion is already surrounded outside, turned into an iron bucket.

Long Shi and his group number ten, but Yang Jun firmly believes that in the dark there are still more eyes, closely watching him, monitoring him.

That is why Yang Jun's heart is filled with many worries.

He again took a deep breath, steadied his mind, then instructed Deng Jian on the matter, and solemnly told Mo Qingyan, Leng Qingyue, and Lin Qingyue some things.

As for the imperial decree, of course it must be obeyed.

So Yang Jun and Yun Xiyue boarded the carriage from the Imperial Palace and headed toward the Imperial Palace again.

Yang Jun understood: the mountain rain is about to come, the wind fills the tower.

All of this will have too great an impact on me.

That is why he still feels much tension and unease about these matters now.

For now, there is still a certain distance until Yun Fengyun's true complete period of decline.

For now, this is my only hope: at this time, on the city's outskirts, can there be more ways to properly deal with all this?

Imperial Palace, Imperial Study.

As soon as Yang Jun entered, he appeared very well-behaved.

Since the pretext for summoning them into the palace is the Empress's longing for Yun Xiyue, when Yun Xiyue enters the palace, the Empress will pull her away, which is quite natural.

Now inside the Imperial Study, only Yang Jun and Yun Fengyun remain.

The two faced each other, as if an intangible aura constantly surged between them.

"Jun'er, at the banquet that day you really shone; you are indeed a fine son-in-law, my good Prince Consort!"

Yun Fengyun finally raised his head from the memorial, smiling as he looked at Yang Jun.