Yang Yanzong and his party left the mountain at dawn.

Yang Yanzhen, Achuan, Akang and other close confidants received the news and rushed here one after another. In the dim morning light, they saw from a distance that it was indeed Yang Yanzong! I couldn't help but feel overjoyed.

Yang Yanzhen was the closest and arrived the fastest. He was overjoyed and hurried to greet him: "Brother! You're back——"

The person finally came back, but he was scared to death.

But before he could say anything else, Yang Yanzong said, "Go back first."

Yang Yanzong's voice was a little deep. Su Ci in his arms was having a high fever. He didn't have time to say much to Yang Yanzhen and immediately ordered her to go back first.

After the battle in Longling, their side suffered heavy losses!

Yang Yanzhen ran closer and saw his sister-in-law in his eldest brother’s arms. He said anxiously: "What happened to sister-in-law? She was injured..." Is it serious?

But before Yang Yanzhen could finish his sentence, his voice fell silent because he saw Ji Yuanhao and his group coming out right behind Yang Yanzong. Ji Yuanhao's eyes were bloodshot, he was truly covered in blood. Dried blood stained his head, body, and face, and even the hem of his winter coat was completely soaked. How much blood was that? !

In the cold wind, there was the faint cry of a baby.

Yang Yanzhen was stunned. Su Yan, who had jumped three feet high in anxiety when she saw her sister in such a mess and with a fever, didn't dare to speak. Everyone held their breath for a moment. Ah Zhao pushed Yang Yanzhen and whispered, "Don't look at it anymore. Hurry up and help go to the nearby village to see if we can find a wet nurse nearby!"

Yang Yanzhen and Su Yan looked at each other, not daring to say a word. They nodded quickly, discussed with Ji Yuanhao's people, and hurried away separately.

…

Ren's death was so tragic. Her chest and abdomen were cut open, revealing her flesh and blood. She had a weak baby in her arms. She was covered in blood and tears, and the scarlet blood was all over the ground.

Not to mention Su Ci, even Yang Yanzong, a man who was used to life and death and considered himself to be as hard as iron, frowned when he saw this.

It was so tragic that Azhao and others who were present at the time could not bear to watch it any longer.

When we came, we felt light and comfortable, but when we left, half of the boat was covered in white.

Anything bright red inside and outside the cabin was taken down and replaced with plain colors.

Yang Yanzong glanced at the river surface where tiny pieces of floating ice were already floating on the surface. The cold wind was whistling and his cloak was fluttering. He turned around and walked quickly into the room.

Su Ci has been sick for several days. A mild concussion and stimulation caused a high fever. She vomited more severely than at the beginning. She lost a lot of weight in a few days.

Yang Yanzong first entered the outer room, took a few moments to warm himself up, and then quickly entered the inner room. Two thick door curtains blocked the cold, and the charcoal basin was lit brightly, so the cabin was warm.

But as soon as he came in and saw Su Ci leaning against a large pillow, supporting her forehead with her hand and frowning slightly, looking uncomfortable. Her face was pale and her chin was pointed. The maid had just covered the copper plate where she had vomited and took it away to clean it. He became annoyed again.

"She wanted to do it herself. Why are you so angry?"

He just couldn't bear to see her looking so uncomfortable and sick. He felt angry and annoyed, but his heart ached. Yang Yanzong quickly walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed, hugged her upper body, and touched her hand. At least it wasn't hot, but a little cold. He immediately pulled up the thick quilt and cloak to wrap her up.

Su Ci forced a smile: "I'm fine."

The dizziness of the concussion had passed, but Ren's blood seemed to still be on her hands. She seemed to be able to feel the scorching temperature inadvertently, and she couldn't help moving her fingers.

Yang Yanzong was reluctant to say anything more to her, so he tucked her hair under his arm and said, "Eat some porridge first to fill your stomach before taking the medicine."

He hugged Su Ci, let her upper body lean on his arms, took the porridge presented by the maid, bent down to blew on it, and fed her carefully.

Su Ci was in a dizzy period in the past few days and couldn't eat anything. She has only felt better in the past two days. Yang Yanzong scooped up the porridge bowl and asked him to add a little bit of meat tonight.

He fed Su Ci little by little, and in the end she couldn't eat anymore, but after some coaxing she finally ate it all.

After eating the porridge, he took a quarter of an hour to relax, then swallowed the slightly cooled medicine in one gulp.

Su Ci broke out in a sweat and then changed into her pajamas.

After finishing, she leaned on his arms for a while and asked, "Where is the child?"

Yang Yanzong replied: "It's OK."

They were talking about the child that Ren gave birth to by caesarean section before her death. Su Ci was sick these days and had no time to take care of him or dare to touch him.

However, the child was lucky and very tenacious. He was taken out by caesarean section at the last moment. Although he was a little weak, the doctor on board said after a careful examination that he had no serious problems and could survive if he was taken good care of.

——Is this good news?

I think Ren’s spirit in heaven would also be very pleased and happy, right?

Su Ci covered her forehead for a while. Yang Yanzong wanted to put her back in bed and let her sleep, but Su Ci shook her head gently: "I want to go and pay my respects, burn some incense, and send them off."

Her voice was still a little hoarse from the high fever. Yang Yanzong frowned when he heard it: "Why are you going?" He didn't allow her to go. How could she go to a cold and gloomy place like a coffin? "Go back and worship again. Wait until the proper mourning hall is set up and you have recovered completely before going. I will go to burn incense for you."

He forced her back into the bed, covered her with a thick blanket and cloak, and sternly ordered the maid and A Zheng and others outside to take good care of her, not allowing her to get out of bed.

The maids and soldiers naturally agreed in unison.

Su Ci had no choice but to agree. Not long after she lay down, the drug took effect and she fell into a deep sleep.

Yang Yanzong sat beside her bed and watched over her for a while. He reached out and touched her forehead. Finally, the fever had completely subsided and his expression eased a little.

However, it only lasted for a short while. After he left her and left the cabin, his expression turned cold again.

…

Let’s talk about the outside.

Outside the inner cabin, water turned into ice, and the large official ship, which had lost all its bright colors, seemed to be covered with a shadow.

And indeed, it is shrouded in a shadow.

The shadow after death.

Ji Chengtan and Ren had already been put into coffins. Ji Yuanhao took them back with him. The coffins were placed in the hall at the bow of the ship. The hall was all white, and the thick door curtains could not keep out the cold chill. Under the long table in front of the coffins, there was a large brazier. Ji Zimu, dressed in heavy mourning, knelt in front of the coffins and cried and burned paper. He cried for several days, and his voice was congested, hoarse and hoarse.

Ji Yuanhao stood between the two coffins, stroking them gently with his hand. His eyes were red and he was filled with great sorrow. Everything weighed heavily in his heart and turned into deep hatred.

Yang Yanzong lit a stick of incense for Ren, then with a pout in his heart, lit a stick of incense for Ji Chengtan, and then lit another stick for Su Ci.

In just a few days, Ji Yuanhao's face became noticeably thinner, his jawline looked particularly sharp, and his face looked gloomy as if covered by a thick layer of haze. He shouted in hatred: "Kun family! Kun family!!"

He really wanted to skin the Kun brothers and sisters alive, cut them into pieces, and grind them to dust! !

When mentioning the Kun brothers and sisters, including Yang Yanzong, their faces couldn't help but become gloomy.

…

However, it is not so easy to achieve this goal.

Empress Dowager Kun and Uncle Kun were well prepared.

Regarding the Longling incident, the two Kuns simply claimed that they knew nothing about it.

In addition, Uncle Kun was also injured and was one of the injured officials.

No one can prove that they know the secret of Longling, and no one can prove that they are the masterminds behind the scenes.

Every country has its own laws. It's not something I can just talk about and think I know.

Even though everyone knows the answer.

In the afternoon, Xu Wenkai boarded the boat and first inquired about the condition of Yang Yanzong and Su Ci. Then he went to the hall and burned incense for Ji Chengtan and Ren, and said to Ji Yuanhao, "My condolences."

But the person is dead, and no matter how much we express our condolences, it is all in vain.

Xu Wenkai lowered his head, sighed, rubbed his brows, and said after a while: "I have already written to my father."

During these days, Xu Wenkai urgently controlled the situation, resettled the injured and frightened civil and military officials, and led the guards to search day and night for the missing people such as Yang Yanzong and Ji Yuanhao. He was extremely exhausted.

It’s a pity that no amount of effort can change the final result.

Standing in front of Ji Chengtan and Ren's coffin, Xu Wenkai was silent for a while, frowning: "It's a pity that they can't be brought to justice."

…

As for the Kun brothers and sisters on the other side.

It has to be said that only Ji Chengtan and one Ren died, two insignificant characters irrelevant to the overall situation, while their targets Yang Yanzong and Ji Yuanhao were unharmed.

After wasting so much effort and thought, and losing so many people who had been painstakingly trained, Empress Dowager Kun and Prince Kun were furious when they heard that Yang Ji and the other two had disappeared in Longling, and then returned a day later when they had left the mountain!

"How can this be possible? How can this be possible!"

Uncle Kun was furious: "What did you say before?! The net is drawn and there is no doubt of death?!"

"What's the result? No one is fine!!"

He was really pissed off! !

The leader of the trusted guards lowered his head, not daring to speak. To be honest, he really didn't expect that Yang Ji and the other two were so strong that they couldn't be trapped by the trap. Later, they even let the other party break out of the siege. He really didn't expect this final result beforehand.

But no matter how angry I was, no matter how sad I was about the missed opportunity, the result was already like this.

The staff only learned about the incident after it happened. In one day, they were surprised and disappointed, and their moods fluctuated greatly. Liao Ting, a trusted staff member, frowned and said, "It is believed that Yang Yanzong's wife was injured, and Ji Yuanhao's brother's wife was killed."

It was such a good opportunity, but in the end, my political enemy narrowly escaped death. It's such a pity.

What Liao Ting meant was that the relationship between the two sides had completely deteriorated, and they were afraid that they would soon face a fierce counterattack from Yang Ji's group.

The staff member Chen Wenchen was a little worried: "Sir, these two have considerable military power!"

They have done this themselves, forcing the emperor to abdicate!

Liao Ting stroked his beard and shook his head when he heard this: "Shu Huan is overthinking."

Uncle Kun sneered: "If they come, I'll be waiting!"

He actually hoped that they would mobilize the troops. Xu Wenkai was waiting here. Let's see which side Xu Wenkai and that old immortal will stand on at that time?

If you move, you will be a traitor!

The Xu family and their son are not just idlers, and neither is the Kun family.

…

After being angry, Kun was really proud. Uncle Kun dared to assert that Yang Yanzong and Ji Yuanhao would never dare to mobilize troops.

But could Yang Yanzong and Ji Yuanhao just swallow this loss?

Of course not!

Now the two of them are fighting to the death with the Kun family.

Assassination?

Kun's success rate in preventing this is bound to be low, and in the short term, this is a very bad strategy.

And letting Empress Dowager Kun and Uncle Kun die with such honor and noble status, causing national mourning, and the two of them having to cry for Empress Dowager Kun, is even more impossible!

Destroy the things that the other party cares about most in one fell swoop, make the other party lose his reputation, be cursed by the people after his death, and uproot the Kun family. Then cut these two thieves into pieces, and only then can the hatred in the hearts of the two people, especially Ji Yuanhao, be vented!

The current situation is that everyone speculates that the Longling incident was the work of Kun. Many civil and military officials and ladies were frightened and injured, but Kun's attitude is arrogant because there is definitely no evidence.

The second branch of the Kun family is also gone.

Kun Xin "disappeared" in the Longling incident and died smoothly, and Kun Tai and his younger siblings were nowhere to be seen either.

Yang Yanzong said calmly: "Your Majesty still has to speak."

Xu Wenkai nodded immediately: "As long as your Majesty speaks, everything will be solved!"

This matter is not flawless. As long as one witness is willing to speak out, it can offset all the evidence.

That’s the little emperor!