Chapter 47: The Elder Princess's Trial

Zhou Tian stood before Yun Fengyue, inhaling the scent she gave off, his thoughts on her.

In the whole capital, it was rumored that Yun Fengyue was the most wanton woman of Great Xia.

There were even many rumors that Yun Fengyue had many male concubines.

As for the Emperor, he turned a blind eye to it.

Any man Yun Fengyue fancied had the chance to climb into her bed and become her pillow companion.

Unconsciously, Zhou Tian raised his head again and stole a glance at Yun Fengyue before him.

Beneath her sheer clothing lay her voluptuous figure.

Her fair, beautiful features displayed boundless charm.

Zhou Tian involuntarily swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Such a beauty—if I could one day win her, how delightful would that be?

At this moment, Yun Fengyue produced an embroidered box and handed it to Zhou Tian.

"Take this to the back alley of the Armory Sword Cottage, hand it to someone there, and go—someone will meet you."

"Accomplish this, and This Palace will reward you handsomely!"

Yun Fengyue spoke softly, her words gentle and coquettish.

Accompanied by the alluring color on her cheek at this moment, Zhou Tian's heart trembled inexplicably.

"Zhou Tian understands."

Zhou Tian hastily received the embroidered box with respect, lowering his head further.

He dared not let Yun Fengyue see his thoughts—who called her a vixen, after all, she was simply too alluring.

In every frown and smile, a soul‑stirring something surged, leaving one unable to calm down.

But when Zhou Tian saw the embroidered box, his heart gave a slight tremor.

The embroidered box actually bore two bright locks.

From this he understood—clearly, Yun Fengyue did not trust him.

That was why she would do such a thing.

Zhou Tian, however, made no fuss about it.

A woman like Yun Fengyue, if she readily trusted others, would likely not have survived to this day.

Serving a ruler is like serving a tiger; who knows how many eyes are watching Yun Fengyue's side?

Those scandalous rumors about this woman are probably related to that as well.

"Hmm, all right, you may go."

Yun Fengyue nodded lightly, her eyes sweeping over Zhou Tian.

In Yun Fengyue's eyes, Zhou Tian and Yang Jun were actually of equal weight.

Both were merely tools she could use.

Though Zhou Tian presently possessed somewhat greater strength than Yang Jun, to Yun Fengyue he was still just a slightly more useful pawn.

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Pingxi Prince's Mansion.

After much deliberation, Yang Jun also made a decision.

Since the Armory Sword Cottage was a place one had to go, it was best to act discreetly.

So, that night he quietly left the mansion.

Since Yun Fengyun had given him a death order to investigate the matter.

But he did not elaborate on when or how to investigate it.

So for Yang Jun, naturally he would do whatever benefited him.

Nevertheless, Yang Jun also made some arrangements.

He specifically instructed Deng Jian that, after his departure, he must mobilize the manor's troops to properly guard the entire Pingxi Prince's Mansion.

The most important point was that Sang Jieguyi and Leng Qingyue must not be allowed to escape.

Leng Qingyue was crucial to his strength increase; she was his lifeline, and no mishap could be allowed.

As for Sang Jieguyi, her identity was even more important—no slip could be tolerated.

If Sang Jieguyi fled or was killed, it would be a disastrous leak; at that point, even heavenly powers could not save him—he would be doomed.

"Remember, after I leave, guard the two women well—under no circumstances let them escape."

"Also, feed them the medicine now and then so they can't move—just keep them alive."

"Guard the mansion well, and wait for my return."

"If you truly encounter an irresistible force invasion or a great crisis, you can certainly send someone to seek the Elder Princess—she will help."

Before departing, Yang Jun repeatedly urged Deng Jian.

Although Yun Fengyue's reputation is poor now, that doesn't matter.

As long as she can help me, especially being able to withstand all crises for me, that is enough.

After Yang Jun had arranged everything at Pingxi Prince's Mansion, received Deng Jian's full affirmation, and personally given Sang Jieguyi and Leng Qingyue some medicine, he then slipped out through the back gate of the manor under cover of night.

Yang Jun acted with great caution; since he had to survive and preserve his life, he had to be meticulous.

Thus, at every corner he would immediately crouch, conceal his form, then quietly survey the surroundings, fearing someone might be tailing him.

There's no help for it—though Great Xia appears peaceful on the surface, in reality the powers intertwine, with far too many eyes watching him.

A moment's carelessness will surely bring about something unexpected.

Proceeding thus with extreme caution, Yang Jun detected nothing abnormal.

As he neared the outskirts of the Armory Sword Cottage, he followed the same routine, quickly crouching again and scanning the area with his eyes.

This time, Yang Jun discovered something amiss.

Just as he squatted to observe carefully, a figure flashed past; to Yang Jun, it seemed that person was dodging his gaze.

Seeing this, Yang Jun almost cursed out loud.

That damn bastard.

Heir Apparent, I've already been careful enough, going out only late at night just to avoid your dogs' attention.

Who would have thought I'd still be targeted!

Yang Jun felt uneasy; which faction was behind the surveillance?

Yang Jun stared for a moment, but that figure didn't move.

After thinking it over, Yang Jun simply acted clueless, stood up, quickened his pace, and moved forward.

Yang Jun walked fast, sure the person behind would follow.

He darted forward, rushed into the back alley of the Armory Sword Cottage, and quickly concealed himself.

The follower behind was still worried about being spotted by Yang Jun, so he rose a step later.

As he charged forward, he had already lost sight of Yang Jun.

"Where is he? What's going on? He was just here a moment ago—how did he vanish instantly?"

The black shadow looked around but couldn't find Yang Jun's trace.

"Your grandfather is here!"

Just as the black shadow looked left and right, unable to find Yang Jun, suddenly a loud shout rang out from above.

Immediately Yang Jun descended from the sky; he had been hiding on the alley wall, and taking advantage of his drop, he kicked hard at the one who had been following him.