Chapter 83: His Attitude

I am willing to bear guilt and achieve merit, personally pursue and kill Yang Jun!

The Black Dragon Forbidden Army Commander again took a deep breath, responding in a low voice.

As for such matters, since they are the effects caused by oneself, what ought to be done must still be done.

"Idiot."

Yun Fengyun took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

At this moment, his eyes flashed with even more dissatisfaction.

At this time, he coldly gazed upon all of this.

Yang Jun is someone I must guard against.

But what is the situation now?

Now all of this has already come to what point?

These people, how should we still act?

At such a time, to stir up trouble again is not just giving others a handle, what else is it?

In a moment, Yun Fengyun's heart grew even more indignant, already unable to tolerate it.

"Your Majesty!"

The Black Dragon Forbidden Army Commander knelt on the ground, his eyes flashing with panic.

He spoke with a trembling voice, saying this matter, he does not know what to do.

"Still want to go? The first attempt failed, now a second? What is this? Forcibly killing the heir? You think, if this matter were exposed, what would I be then?"

Yun Fengyun was almost roaring, he could no longer tolerate the current situation, what else could it be?

At this moment, the things one cannot accept are precisely those situations that belong to oneself and cannot be accepted.

Once such things happen, then adding the intentional spreading by others with ulterior motives, one's own outcome can be easily imagined.

"Subject, I know my fault!"

The Black Dragon Forbidden Army Commander took a deep breath; at this moment he was almost prostrating himself completely.

Kneeling on the ground, in that moment, all that was revealed was more panic and great unease.

At this moment, already at a loss as to what to do.

You should know, this Black Dragon Forbidden Army Commander is truly a seventh‑rank peak expert, and can at any time be promoted to reach the eighth rank!

Just this point, in such a situation, the truly achievable response—how could it be something others could handle?

Only the present situation is truly beyond expectation.

A true expert now breaks out in a cold sweat, at a loss.

Of course, Yun Fengyun's strength—that of a true Grand Master—who would dare slight it?

Wu Ming is the Black Dragon Forbidden Army Commander; to him, whether in authority or in genuine personal strength, he fears no one.

But at this time, he is nevertheless drenched in sweat.

How should such a situation be dealt with?

How can such a problem truly be resolved, and what is to be done now?

"Your Majesty, Pingxi Prince's Mansion has received new news."

At this moment, Yuan Lu walked over.

At such a time, only Yuan Lu dared to appear.

"Speak."

Yun Fengyun raised his eyebrows; this matter seems indeed somewhat surprising.

But in such a predicament, how should the ensuing situation be handled?

"Replying to Your Majesty, Heir of Prince Pingxi Yang Jun has sent word that he himself has returned to the mansion."

"As for the matter at the Sword Hut, wait until he has time to enter the palace and then report in detail."

"Furthermore, he said that the capital's public order is very poor; please, Your Majesty, take care of yourself."

Yuan Lu likewise immediately spoke respectfully, detailing all of this.

Upon hearing these words, Yun Fengyun's cheeks actually showed a hint of a smile.

Wu Ming and Yuan Lu both looked panicked.

Such a smile, to them, was also incomprehensible.

Ultimately, is Yun Fengyun's attitude toward all this one of approval, or is it dissatisfaction?

Now, Yun Fengyun's eyes flash with the same dissatisfaction.

Perhaps it is dissatisfaction toward Yang Jun.

Or perhaps it is because Yang Jun has resolved all of this.

Therefore, at present, Yun Fengyun's mind holds even more dissatisfaction regarding this.

"What a fine Yang Jun, good, excellent! Prince Pingxi, you have begotten a fine son."

Yun Fengyun spoke, uttering a cold rebuke.

However, no one can fathom what he intends to convey with these words now.

Is it praise, or is it expressing negation?

Such a situation truly leaves one feeling unmatched surprise.

All of this fails to inspire approval.

Wu Ming and Yuan Lu both knelt on the ground; at this moment, the two of them, eyes observing nose, nose observing heart, dared not speak further.

……

At the Elder Princess's Mansion, Yun Fengyue was holding a secret letter, beginning to examine it carefully.

As for these things, in Yun Fengyue's mind, it seemed that she had already argued them.

And at this time, in Yun Fengyue's eyes, everything that appeared was merely cold.

Yun Fengyue's eyes were clear and cold, showing a look of great disdain.

At this moment, everything she had shown, in many more aspects, was still nothing but this.

Her slender jade fingers moved lightly, breaking the seal.

Thus she took the letter in hand.

Upon a glance, Yun Fengyue was stunned.

Now this matter seems completely beyond her expectation.

She never imagined that all of this would actually be so closely linked to Yang Jun.

Yang Jun's actions actually had the genuine merit of saving her!

For Yun Fengyue, such things were indeed still somewhat unimaginable.

Yang Jun saved her!

She had never even imagined this matter before.

But now, these things have truly become vividly present here.

This point is also something Yun Fengyue cannot ignore.

Moreover, it is impossible to deny.

How could a spoiled young master accomplish such a thing?

Yun Fengyue was doubtful; Yang Jun's current performance truly made it impossible for her to see clearly.

It seems that after the Prince's Mansion, it is indeed extraordinary.

In Yun Fengyue's mind, thinking of all these matters, now her eyes flickered with yet another kind of change, another kind of feeling.

How could the true situation be this simple?

Yang Jun, could he be my lucky star?

In Hei Ming's secret letter, Yang Jun was praised as having no equal in heaven and being unique on earth.

Yun Fengyue, looking at these deeds, was even more shocked.

She was doubtful: Is Yang Jun really this formidable?

Moreover, is he truly this loyal to me?

Yun Fengyue sat up, and involuntarily, her surging thoughts, accompanied by the waves on her chest, continuously swayed.

Now such a situation let Yun Fengyue's heart hold too much shock and doubt.

Such a person cannot be made to understand; what is he like?

Yang Jun's strength and his own worth—it seems I have underestimated them.

Otherwise, how could there be such a change?