Chapter 62: The Sad Painting Fan (2) Setting Fire to the Mountain

Lusong was practically in tears. Yan Huinan sat high up in the hall, patiently waiting until she could catch her breath before speaking: "Go on, what happened next?"

Lusong nodded vigorously, wiped away her tears, and told Yan Huinan everything that happened that night in detail.

Too many people could not forget what happened that night, not even Lu Song. She would never forget it, and after she escaped, she fought desperately to stay alive, hoping to see the young lady again one day.

If she couldn't see the young lady, she would have to tell the truth.

She wanted people to know that the Xie family was guilty, but her daughter had never been one with the evildoers. She was a person of great righteousness, and her daughter lived up to the conscience of heaven and earth!

"Back then, the young lady had been confined by the master, so she asked me to take her bird back and forth between the Princess's residence and the Xie residence every day. It took me half a month to teach the bird how to get there. Later, the young lady stole evidence from the master's study. On the appointed day, the young lady disguised herself as a servant and hid in a swill bucket to escape. She arrived at the agreed location and finally met the eldest princess.

"After reviewing the evidence, the princess declared it would prove the marquis' innocence. But before we could finish our words, arrows were fired at us. Fortunately, the princess's companions were skilled and blocked them all. Then, a group of men in black rushed out. While they engaged the princess's men, the princess sent some of her men away to escort the young lady. I then followed the young lady and left first. Later, I, along with some others, separated from the young lady to distract her pursuers. From that point on, the young lady and I were separated."

Only then did Yan Huinan learn the full story of what had happened, and he felt mixed emotions.

In fact, ever since Xie Yun asked whether the princess had given him anything and whether his father had been rehabilitated, Yan Huinan had already had some vague guesses in his mind.

He later found out that his mother had indeed received a secret letter that day, but she burned it, and he didn't know who sent it.

Now that I know it was really sent by Xie Yun...

For a moment, he didn't know who to hate. Anxiety, pain, and a tangled mix of emotions tormented him. If his mother hadn't received the letter and stayed out, perhaps she wouldn't have been murdered.

He once hated the man who lured his mother away so much that if he could catch him, he would kill him with his own hands.

But now that he knew the whole story, he felt an immense gratitude towards the little Xie Yun back then. It turned out that she had once had him in her heart, and she had never abandoned him...

Finally, Yan Huinan said to Lusong, "I believe you."

After saying that, he asked someone to take Lusong out.

Before leaving, Lusong asked again, "Young Marquis, my young lady..."

She didn't dare ask the rest.

"She's still alive." Yan Huinan replied. He wanted to continue telling Lusong whether she was okay, but thinking about his previous bad behavior, she really didn't live well with him, so he didn't continue.

Lu Song hadn't dared to ask on the way here until he met Yan Huinan and heard this: "Can I see her?"

Lu Song waited for a while, and received Yan Huinan's affirmative reply, "I will have someone send you back to Beijing, and you can see him later."

Lusong was so excited that tears welled up in her eyes again. She cried with joy. After so many years, she could finally see the young lady again.

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Xie Yun's final attack did not actually injure Prince Yu, and he was subdued by the secret guards who rushed in upon hearing the noise.

Prince Yu put on a cruel smile, laughing at Xie Yun's arrogance. "With your ability, you still want to kill me?!"

He then burst into laughter. "Do you know that if that woman, Wang Yaojin, hadn't been possessed by some evil spirit, dared to disobey me, betrayed me, and insisted on taking you back to Langya to protect you, you and your unborn child wouldn't be alive today. And you actually want to kill me?"

At this time, the accompanying doctor came in to treat Prince Yu's wound.

"What?" Xie Yun's hands were locked tightly behind her back by the secret guards. They were so strong that Xie Yun felt that the bones in her arms might be dislocated.

No wonder she saw red marks on the princess' neck that day. Was it because of the falling out between her and Prince Yu, or was it Prince Yu who caused it?

Whether the princess did it for the child or for herself, she turned against her husband, with whom she had been for many years, in order to protect two people who had nothing to do with her.

She is all brave and well-intentioned.

At this moment, Xie Yun felt even more respect and gratitude for her.

But when Prince Yu mentioned her child, it suddenly touched the softest spot in Xie Yun's heart. After she left, Lu Lingyu promised to bring her child back to the capital. If Lu Lingyu and Yu Xian were there, the child should be fine.

But Xie Yun still couldn't rest assured. She could no longer control her inner fear, nor could she pretend to be calm in front of Prince Yu. "What have you done to my child?"

Prince Yu smiled cruelly, "Of course I won't do anything to him. Because I have a better idea in mind."

Xie Yun couldn't imagine how Prince Yu would treat her child, but with Prince Yu's cruel methods...

"I didn't even raise Ziyou, but he's respected me as his father for years. So, what do you think, if I raise your and Ziyou's child myself, how will he treat me?" Prince Yu said with a satisfied look on his face. "Will he respect and love me even more than Yan Huinan did, obeying me in everything and doing whatever I tell him to do?"

The hatred in Xie Yun's heart had never grown as strong as it did at that moment. She struggled with grief and indignation, desperately wanting to rush over and kill this man. How could her child be raised by this executioner?!

"You executioner! You deserve a horrible death!" Xie Yun screamed at the top of her lungs, "You deserve to be hacked into pieces! You can even kill your own sister. You're not even human!"

Prince Yu watched coldly as Xie Yun collapsed and shattered in front of him. He had seen such scenes so many times that he remained indifferent.

"There's one more thing I forgot to tell you. Before Ziyou died, he already knew that you were the one who killed his mother. If he were still alive, what would he do if he saw you? How would he treat your child?" Prince Yu sneered, "So it's best if I raise your child."

He knows?

Did he also think she had killed his mother?

Xie Yun's tears burst out completely. She could no longer bear what she heard. She shook her head hopelessly, in denial, and in denial of herself.

She began to doubt whether what she had done was right or wrong?

If it is wrong, what should we do? Should we ignore the truth?

But if it was true, then indeed, if she hadn't called the princess out at that moment, she might not have died. She was the princess, and even without a husband, she could still grow old gracefully and smoothly.

There will be someone to accompany Yan Huinan as he grows up, and he will not lose both his parents so early.

Xie Yun had experienced the pain of losing her mother, and she was heartbroken and filled with guilt.

If you put yourself in her shoes, Yan Huinan will only be more miserable than her.

Part of Yan Huinan's pain was inflicted by himself.

Her guilt and regret spread like a flood in her heart.

Prince Yu, who was standing by, saw that his goal had been achieved, so he just raised his hand slightly, and the secret guard who had originally restrained Xie Yun, raised his hand and chopped her neck hard, knocking Xie Yun unconscious completely.

At this time, a secret guard stepped forward and said, "Your Highness, the young master is being protected by Yu Xian. We can't catch him."

"Forget it. I have already given the order. As soon as Yu Xian returns to the capital, he will be captured by my people. They will not be able to escape." Prince Yu calmly took out a handkerchief and wiped off a drop of blood on his finger.

"Then how do we deal with Xie Yun?"

Prince Yu glanced at Xie Yun coldly and cruelly, "Send her to Jinzhou. The fighting there is raging. Didn't the eldest prince give Xie Qingyun to Ziyou and let him kill her? In that case, I will reunite them."

"But if General Yan knew that Xie Yun was here, would he still kill Xie Qingyun?" asked the secret guard.

"Whether he kills them or not, they will all die in the end." Prince Yu's eyes gradually darkened with ruthlessness. As long as he could successfully control the government, even if Yan Huinan returned victorious, he would have suffered heavy losses. With Daliang defeated, it would be impossible for him to stir up trouble again in the short term.

By then, what would the God of War do? Even if he knew everything, what would it matter? Moreover, his and Xie Yun's child would eventually fall into his hands, and even Yan Huinan would not be able to stir up a big storm.

If Yan Huinan could bring himself to kill, Prince Yu would also be happy to see Yan Huinan's heartbroken expression as he killed his lover with his own hands.

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Xie Yun didn't expect that she would be sent to Xie Qingyun.

Yangzhou is a one and a half month journey from Jinzhou, but they completed the journey in just one month.

When she arrived, Xie Qingyun was forced to retreat to a small hill in Jinzhou and hide there.

At this point, Xie Yun realized that Yan Huinan was not dead. Everything was a lie told by Prince Yu.

Although she didn't know what Prince Yu's purpose was, the moment Xie Yun found out that Yan Huinan was not dead, she felt a surge of ecstasy even stronger than if she had survived a disaster herself.

At the same time, he also understood the current situation. The eldest prince of Daliang was desperate and thought that as long as he handed over Xie Qingyun, whom Yan Huinan hated the most, Yan Huinan would help him in the future after he got his enemy.

But he was just desperate and trying anything he could think of.

Lou Cheng is now in control of the overall situation and no longer needs Xie Qingyun, so he no longer bothers to protect Xie Qingyun.

Xie Qingyun is now isolated and helpless. Getting Xie Yun is like getting a golden medal of immunity from death. He must make good use of it.

Xie Qingyun sent a letter of peace to Yan Huinan, saying that Xie Yun was in his hands and that he would not harm Xie Yun as long as Yan Huinan let him go.

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"Your Majesty, Xie Qingyun has sent an envoy to deliver a letter." A soldier came to report.

The envoy entered Jinzhou City but did not see Yan Huinan, so he asked Song Hongxuan to meet Yan Huinan in person.

Song Hongxuan immediately became angry. He, the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, led the army in person, but he dared to be so arrogant to a small envoy from Daliang. He had to meet Yan Huinan before he could tell him the contents of the letter.

"If you don't tell me, I will kill you immediately!"

The messenger trembled and said, "When two... two armies are fighting, no messenger will be killed."

Song Hongxuan personally walked up to the envoy and kicked him hard, "Two armies? How dare you say that with only 10,000 remnants of your army?"

The messenger had no choice but to hand the letter to Song Hongxuan.

After reading the contents of the letter, Song Hongxuan frowned deeply.

The messenger watched as Song Hongxuan finished reading the letter and then burned it over a candle. Before he could react, someone slashed his neck with a knife, and he fell into a pool of blood.

Then Song Hongxuan stepped over the messenger's body, walked outside the tent, mounted his horse, and hurried to the outside of Jinzhou City, where Yan Huinan camped.

Just before the envoy met Song Hongxuan, Yan Huinan had just led his troops out of the camp on the outskirts of Jinzhou and rushed to the foot of the mountain where Xie Qingyun was trapped.

By the time Song Hongxuan arrived, Yan Huinan's army had already set up more than 20 catapults and aimed them at the mountainside. The gunpowder nearby was also ready, and they could be launched as soon as the wind was favorable.

He wanted to burn the mountain and burn Xie Qingyun to death.

"Ziyou, the wind is blowing." Song Hongxuan rode to the front of the battle and said to Yan Huinan.

Yan Huinan gazed at the distant mountains as night fell. There stood the enemy he hated most in his life.

"Set fire." Yan Huinan gave an order, and more than a dozen catapults fired gunpowder at the same time, drawing several arcs in the air.

The moment it landed, flames shot up into the sky, blazing brightly in the night. The flames illuminated Yan Huinan's stern and indifferent face, and were reflected in his eyes. The knot in his heart that had been there for many years was finally resolved, and the blood in his body began to boil.

The huge rock on my body finally fell to the ground.

Everything is finally coming to an end.

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The author has something to say: Yan Zi didn’t realize that he had made a mistake that he would regret for the rest of his life.

The next chapter is about entering the crematorium~