Chapter 2561: Chapter 121: The Red Lanterns Hanging High
Min Youning sighed softly in her heart.
As the years go by, only then do you realize how laughable the grand ambitions of youth are!
As the years go by, only then do you realize how precious the grand ambitions of youth are...
"Lord Min, Lord Min! Something terrible has happened!"
Suddenly, a shout accompanied by hurried footsteps chased up the stairs.
Min Youning broke off her melancholic gaze into the distance and turned back: "In the current Qiao Country, what major incident could there be..."
She didn’t finish her sentence because she had already seen the blood on the guard’s body.
"What happened?" She stood up and asked.
The guard half-knelt, collapsed on the ground, and endured the pain as he urgently said, "Yang Chongzu has gone mad! He just stormed into the manor, killing everyone in sight, and has taken the young lady away!"
"What!? Where was she taken?"
The guard said, "He claimed to have taken her back to the Yang Family for marriage!"
Bam!
Min Youning flew out the window, heading straight for the Yang Manor.
Currently, the Min Family only has one young lady, her own granddaughter, Min Yane.
In her lifetime, she raised four husbands but was stingy with childbirth, and only in her hundreds did she have a son.
Her son only had one daughter, whom she always held dear and treasured like a gem.
The Yang Chongzu mentioned by the guard is the son of the Vice Minister of the country, and he grew up with her granddaughter Min Yane, making them childhood sweethearts. The two children had a deep affection for each other and were originally considered a good match.
But for some reason, last year Yane suddenly lost feelings for Yang Chongzu, refusing to marry him, saying he had changed and no longer stirred her heart.
Though unable to see how Yang Chongzu had changed, her granddaughter said she wouldn’t marry, so she wouldn’t. Min Youning’s legitimate granddaughter naturally has the right to freedom. A girl doesn’t need to marry; the cultivation path has its own heights.
The future is vast, there’s no need to care about temporary attachments.
Furthermore, even if marriage is a must, given Yane’s character, appearance, and talent, in this Qiao Country, why worry about not finding a good husband?
Yang Chongzu is merely of average stature; if they’re apart, then so be it.
Who would have thought Yang Chongzu actually grew bold enough to dare to seize power and capture?
These Yang Family rustics, how dare they raise such a son?
Min Youning quickly grew vigilant.
She doubted Yang Chongzu had the strength to storm the Min Manor on his own or that his father had no hand in supporting this.
Recalling the matters of Dan Country, she couldn’t help but suspect if there’s a conspiracy behind this. An internal coup backed by some external forces?
Passing voice messages to trusted aides, she instructed them to quickly notify the King through secret channels. Meanwhile, with her heart full of rage fire and suspicion, she flew across the sky, traversed streets and markets, and directly crashed in front of the Yang Family gates.
She blasted open the tightly closed Yang Manor gates: "Come out and die, Yang Family brat!"
Originally she came to demand justice, but seeing the Vice Minister’s mansion with its wide open gates and celebratory decorations, Min Youning was suddenly dumbfounded.
This massive Yang Family was piled with red everywhere.
But some reds were festive red silks and flowers, while some reds... were crimson blood!
In the courtyard right now were many people, seemingly befitting the liveliness of a wedding event. Unfortunately, these people were all lying on the ground, with blood pooled into lakes.
At the very center surrounded by countless corpses, stood Yang Chongzu, the son of the current Vice Minister, wearing a bright red groom’s outfit, a court flower in his hat, beaming a brilliant smile, sitting poised on a grand chair.
It seemed as if he was waiting for her.
At this moment, his demeanor was like a monarch.
In the periphery, those dead bodies vaguely resembled the Cinnabar Steps.
"Where’s Yane?" Min Youning stared at the young man, her voice turning icy.
Yang Chongzu fearlessly returned her gaze, then suddenly chuckled with a hint of mania: "I courted three times and performed six rituals on the doorstep, the rituals were thorough, and yet you returned her to me."
"Yane and I were childhood sweethearts, mutually in love, and yet at the end, she was heartless and changed her mind."
"I’m such a man of talent, from a celebrated lineage. I possess talent and appearance. I truly wished to marry her, and yet she insisted on not agreeing."
"Her refusal could let alone, but my father and mother all disapproved as well. I had brought the bride home, and they all clamored and shouted, demanding that I kneel to send her back... now what do you call this?"
"They were delaying my life’s happiness!"
Yang Chongzu spoke angrily, then helplessly spread his hands: "There was no other choice but for me to kill them all."
Only now did Min Youning notice, the one lying at Yang Chongzu’s boots, wasn’t it the current Vice Minister? And the Vice Minister’s wife was not far behind him, collapsed on the main hall’s doorstep.
She suppressed her killing intent and glared at Yang Chongzu.
Yang Chongzu remained the same Yang Chongzu, still with his young, dignified features.
But Yang Chongzu was no longer the same Yang Chongzu; even she found his eyes too cruel!
"I’m asking you where is Yane?" Min Youning gritted her teeth, once again demanded.
Yang Chongzu seemed surprised: "Didn’t I make it clear just now? Dead, dead. Rest assured, she died after marriage, she’s the ghost of our Yang Family... Oh."
He stood up, right from the heap of corpses, and very politely made an inviting gesture—
"I’m missing a bride now, you still have some beauty, would you care to replace her?"
