C32

Coming out from the palace, Yun Weiyang lazily leaned against Feng Xuehan's chest. Hearing the thunder and lightning outside the carriage, Yun Weiyang lifted the carriage curtains, the thick clouds were like ink, the strong wind in front of the storm blew against the streets, blowing away the houses on both sides. Although it was not the middle of summer, but with such a strong wind, the bustling streets were as desolate as the autumn of the year.

Withdrawing his hand, Yun Weiyang turned around and saw the depth of emotion in Feng Xue Han's eyes. Frowning, Yun Weiyang asked: "What happened?"

Her clear fingers slowly picked up the tea that was brewed in front of her, passing one cup over to Yun Weiyang, before holding the other cup and lightly sipping on it, Feng Xue Han quietly said: "I'm afraid that a few of the small fries are too lonely, and want to come out to have some fun."

Hearing this, Yun Weiyang was shocked, just who dared to act so recklessly in the capital? What can you do, could it be? While thinking, Yun Weiyang looked at Feng Xuehan.

Sensing Yun Weiyang's doubts, Feng Xue Han smiled slightly, his handsome face had a graceful curve to it. A bolt of lightning struck down, causing him to stand tall and straight, and after a moment of silence, Feng Xue Han said: "There's something you don't know, the current Emperor is my blood uncle."

Even someone as calm as Yun Weiyang who had heard the news about Feng Xuehan couldn't help but be stunned. However, the surprise only lasted for a moment, Yun Weiyang who came back to her senses considered for a long time, and then asked: "You know who it is?"

Shaking his head, Feng Xue Han said: "The recent black clothed people that appeared out of thin air, even I am unable to find any information. The other party doesn't have any substantive marks, and those leaders all have one line of communication with their superiors; even if I wanted to check, I wouldn't be able to find out."

Sensing Feng Xue Han's worry, Yun Weiyang smiled and said: "The target of these black-clothed men is me. As long as they want to kill me, there will be a day when they will show themselves …" Suddenly seeing a finger appear from the corner of his lips, Yun Weiyang raised her eyebrows and looked at Feng Xuehan. With a single glance, Yun Weiyang fell silent.

Those eyes that were always indifferent and distant, filled with a seriousness that Yun Weiyang had never seen before, retracted the finger that was placed on Yun Weiyang's lips, and Feng Xue Han said: "I can bet with everyone under the heavens, but, Yang'er, only you, I can't."

Staring at Feng Xue Han in a daze, Yun Weiyang could not say a single word. He could only hold Feng Xue Han's hand tighter and tighter, so tight that one could almost see his white knuckles.

Right at this moment, Yun Weiyang's gaze tightened, and she and Feng Xue Han looked at each other, and said: "You've come."

Walking out of the carriage, they found an empty street. At some point in time, there were more than a hundred masked men in black standing there.

In the instant that Yun Weiyang looked at them, these people all brought out their weapons. The movements of the weapons were as uniform as their clothing. It could be seen that they were a well-disciplined team. The rare thing was that the weapons they pulled out were very uniform, with a row of curved blades neatly arranged.

Seeing this, Yun Weiyang frowned. Today, this group of people did not give off the same feeling as the group of people from before, so who exactly was it? For what purpose? You're plotting to kill her? The evil aura that had been suppressed for days suddenly uncontrollably spread out.

I'm not trash," Yun Weiyang said in a low voice, interrupting Feng Xuehan's words. "If I can't even handle these, I'll be fighting alongside you in the future." With that said, Yun Weiyang leapt up with a leap, her beautiful white robes fluttering in the wind as she weaved through the black robes and the white blades. Her speed was so dazzling that it dazzled everyone's eyes.

Under Feng Xue Han's orders, Xuan Ge and the rest who were already on guard joined in the battle, while Yun Weiyang's side was also in full swing. Just as they finished dealing with one of the people, a black clothed person sneaked a sneak attack from behind her, and with one hand holding onto the black clothed man's wrist, he turned the person's body to the side and cut the neck of the other black clothed man who was near her with his scimitar. Blood splattered everywhere, and that person was no longer breathing.

In just a short moment, only two or three of the black-clothed men were left. The rest of them looked at each other, and just as they wanted to take action, they were hit by Feng Xue Han's hidden weapon.

Looking at the few people whose eyes were filled with unwillingness, Yun Weiyang laughed: "Relax, you can die if you want to, but now is not the time." Finished speaking, Yun Weiyang looked at Xuan Ge, and ordered: "Bring them all back."

After parting ways with Feng Xue Han, Yun Weiyang returned to the general's manor. The banquet tonight was a bit exhausting for her, as the peony flowers bloomed due to her spiritual energy. With a slight sigh of relief, Yun Weiyang walked over to greet her with a smile on her face. She took a sip of the fragrant tea, and Yun Weiyang said with a smile, "Have you gotten the result?

Yi Na's face was full of admiration as she said, "Mistress, you really have godly foresight. After you left today, Yun Shengzhong sent people to deal with them."

Nodding his head and placing the cup down, Yun Weiyang lightly tapped the table with his finger, and asked: "How are they now?"

"Still breathing."

Yun Weiyang narrowed her eyes, and after a moment of silence, she said: "Don't worry about her, we must protect Jiang Yuzhen's life."

"Yes sir!" She saluted to Yun Weiyang, and as if she remembered something, said: "Master, Jiang Yuzhen said she wants to see you."

Actually, even if Yun Sheng did not do anything today, Yun Weiyang would still be prepared to let her subordinates act out a play for Jiang Yuzhen and the rest. After being assassinated by unknown people for the past few days, her character had been worn out a long time ago.

Deep into the night, after experiencing the sounds of thunder and lightning, the sky finally filled with a torrential downpour. The heavy rain poured like a torrential downpour, the night rain was thunderous, and countless thin white vapors rose from the rain. Yun Weiyang's entire body was wrapped in darkness, her agile figure was currently like a cheetah running at high speed.

After a short while, Yun Weiyang arrived in front of Jiang Yuzhen's door. When Yi Na, who had been waiting for this moment, saw that it was Yun Weiyang, she immediately opened the door.

Walking in, Yun Weiyang walked over to Jiang Yuzhen and looked at the body wrapped in bandages on the bed, breathing its last. If not for the rise and fall of his chest, he would probably be dead.

Sitting on the chair that Yi Na brought over, Yun Weiyang spoke in a calm and tranquil tone: "What business does Aunt Jiang have with me?"

When Jiang Yuzhen, who was originally in deep sleep, heard the voice, she slowly opened her eyes, and when she confirmed that it was Yun Weiyang, a wry smile appeared on her face, but the smile was extremely eerie and creepy. The weak voice sounded like a gust of night wind in the empty room, and it was hard to hear: "As you expected, Yun Sheng Zhong really wants to kill me."

Seeing this, Yun Weiyang said: "It seems that Aunt Jiang has thought it through thoroughly."