Chapter 153: Chapter 87: Dust Settles, Prince Qing of Great Yin
At this moment, fear and confusion transformed into his roar.
Wu Jialiang shouted, "Have you gone mad, Li Xuan?!! This is the palace!! This is the palace!!"
Though he yelled, he was somewhat restrained.
Faced with the exaggerated ink-colored Vajra, he couldn’t comprehend what on earth it was.
Just as the atmosphere was completely tense, the sound of horse hooves suddenly came from afar.
Another army came charging in from the west.
Judging by the armor style, it was also the Flying Forest Army.
However, Wu Jialiang appeared particularly anxious.
Indeed, when the distant army quickly approached, the bearded man leading them, wearing a helmet, paid no mind to Wu Jialiang. Instead, he cupped his hands from afar toward Li Xuan and laughed, "I didn’t know Young Master Li had returned to the palace."
With that, he waved his hand, and the Flying Forest Army on his side swiftly approached Li Xuan, forming a confrontation with the opposing Flying Forest Army.
Wu Jialiang angrily said, "Yan Hong, Li Xuan is just a commoner, and he has offended His Majesty. You... why are you intervening?"
"Ah?
Offended His Majesty?"
The bearded man showed an innocent look and then laughed, "It’s clearly our Majesty who forced him."
"You lackey of the Prime Minister!" Wu Jialiang was so angry that his eyes turned red.
The bearded man named Yan Hong laughed, "Whoever barks is the dog."
Wu Jialiang clenched his fists, but looking at the army in the distance and the tall ink-colored Vajra, he dared not press forward.
Li Xuan did not turn his head, did not look back at the Sovereign in the study.
He had no enmity with the Sovereign.
It was just that the Sovereign failed to make use of him.
Yet he made the Sovereign mistakenly believe he could be utilized, thus becoming his stepping stone.
"Young Master Li, please! Yan here will escort you out of the palace!" The bearded man gestured with utmost respect, even slightly bending his back.
As a commander of the Flying Forest Army, he had a clear grasp of the situation.
At this moment, he looked at Li Xuan and the terrifying aura emitted by the ink-colored Vajra, at Li Xuan’s youth, at Li Xuan’s refusal... he knew this young man might just be one of the future prominent figures of Great Yin.
Li Xuan nodded slightly, then turned his head to look at Commandery Princess Chunyang, who was already paralyzed with fear, and smiled as he called, "Aunt Yun, let’s go."
Zhao Yunshang’s mind was bewildered.
The changes in the situation were like summer weather, sunny one moment, stormy the next, unpredictable and catching her off guard.
Hearing Li Xuan’s call, this noblewoman hurriedly tidied her hair, did her best to straighten her posture and walked towards Li Xuan, saying as she walked, "You came with Auntie; of course, Auntie will escort you back."
Li Xuan laughed heartily.
This laughter made Zhao Yunshang’s emotions even more chaotic, as if she were a little girl being laughed at by adults, but... clearly, she was the aunt.
She raised her head again.
The person standing in the distance was no longer a boy; he was clearly a handsome man exuding a strong masculine aura.
Zhao Yunshang lowered her head, hurriedly walked over, and then followed Li Xuan and the Flying Forest Army out of the palace.
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The events of the palace quickly spread like wildfire.
And a letter also made its way to Xiongshan County, south of Great Yin, with the leisurely sound of horse hooves.
Tian Yuan took the letter.
On it was written just one sentence: My wife, I was wrong last time. But this time, I won’t let you down; you will always be my rightful wife, Li Xuan’s first wife.
She put away the letter, took some silver to reward the courier, and then asked, "What happened to my husband?"
The courier eagerly began to explain.
If it were some political affair, he naturally wouldn’t dare to say more.
But this matter leaned more towards matters of the heart than national affairs.
And the woman in front of him was the heroine of the story.
Once the courier finished explaining, Tian Yuan was already stunned.
As night fell...
She returned to her room, lit a candle, and repeatedly read the letter in the dim yellow light, that brief sentence.
As she read, she suddenly began to cry.
Yet in the end, she laughed through her tears.
She closed her eyes and held the letter tightly.
Though the letter contained not a single word of love, to her, it was the most beautiful love letter in the world.
She held it for a long time, then carefully hid the letter at the very bottom of her jewelry box.
One day, she would grow old, too old to walk or eat, but that man would only go farther, beyond her sight.
Then, she could take out the letter, look at it every day, and smile.
In this life, she was already content.
"Thank you, my husband."
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At this moment, the capital.
The Prime Minister’s estate finally welcomed its master back.
Yan Fujing sat in the house, listening to the information coming one after another.
Li Xuan’s name naturally came up frequently.
Yan Fujing felt that if Li Xuan could master all three Secret Martial Arts within six months, it would be a miracle; on that day... he would be willing to fully support this young man.
But in reality, before even half a year, he had already surpassed the demonic form stage.
This speed left Yan Fujing somewhat at a loss.
While he pondered, someone beside him said, "Your Excellency, this young man has so blatantly rejected the Sovereign, which has exacerbated the conflict between Your Excellency and the Sovereign..."
Before he could finish, Yan Fujing raised his hand, interrupting him, and then said, "Xie Feng, Li Xuan did nothing wrong.
He should have rejected the Sovereign.
I did not misjudge him.
He is a man of deep loyalty and also very smart."
"But..." The soft-spoken man seemed unwilling, still wanting to speak.
Yan Fujing said, "The Sovereign wants to grasp a lifeline to overturn things and suppress me.
