Feng Hong smiled slightly and clapped his hands lightly. A guard dressed in black entered through the door. He knelt on one knee and respectfully presented a small bamboo tube.
Feng Hong took the bamboo tube and handed it to Zhao Zhi.
Zhao Zhi took the bamboo tube, unscrewed the lid, took out a rolled-up piece of paper, and handed it to Shen Hanshan.
Shen Hanshan quickly unfolded the paper, which contained a detailed map and marked a hidden location.
He felt a sense of relief, but immediately tensed up again, knowing that unknown dangers and challenges lurked behind this. "Thank you for your brilliant plan, Aunt, but other people's children are also their parents' precious children. The children's safety cannot be compromised, I will go immediately," he said, standing up.
Zhao Zhi nodded. When Feng Hong told her the plan, she also planned that one of them, Shen Hanshan, would go to rescue the child, while the other would go to find the enemy's stronghold.
She looked at Shen Hanshan, her eyes filled with a tenderness rarely seen in her eyes: "Hanshan, Li Liang is a ruthless and vicious man, you must be careful. I will send the most elite guards with you. You, you and the child, must be well."
As she spoke, she took out a porcelain bottle from her bosom and placed it in his hand, instructing him, "This is an antidote pill developed by your grandfather. Take one before you go, just in case."
Shen Hanshan nodded, turned to leave, but then stopped, turned back and looked at Zhao Zhi deeply, as if this was the last time they would ever see each other.
Zhao Zhi's eyelids twitched suddenly. She opened her mouth, but ultimately said nothing.
"Zhizhi, wait for me to come back." After saying that, Shen Hanshan strode out of the room, followed by a group of well-trained guards, and quickly disappeared into the night.
"Lanru, it's time for us to take action too."
Zhao Zhi stood at the door, gazing in the direction Shen Hanshan had left, and decisively issued the order.
"Yes, Your Highness!"
A gust of wind suddenly rose from the ground outside the window, blowing the window, which was originally half-open, wide open.
Zhao Zhi felt her eyelids twitching even more violently.
Meanwhile, in a corner of Chun Sheng County.
In a secluded courtyard, a middle-aged man dressed in a dark purple robe stood in the center, holding a string of Buddhist prayer beads in his hand. This man was none other than Li Liang.
The surrounding trees were lush and green, rustling in the wind. Li Liang's gaze was as sharp as a hawk's as he coldly asked the kneeling man in black, "Are you sure the Empress's consort has taken the bait?"
The man in black bowed his head and replied firmly, "Reporting to my lord, Shen Hanshan has gone to the trap we set according to plan. Please rest assured, my lord, we will definitely eliminate him in one fell swoop this time. The Empress will be thrown into disarray, and your grand plan will be within our grasp!"
His words were filled with unwavering certainty, as if he had already seen the dawn of victory.
A sinister smile curled at the corner of Li Liang's lips, as if everything was under his control. "Very well, let's see if this former young general of the Great Xuan can still be as invincible as before and escape from the hands of my Yun Dynasty." His voice carried a hint of provocation, as if he were issuing a challenge to Shen Hanshan.
Then, his gaze fell on the Buddhist prayer beads in his hand, and he looked confident and assured of victory.
Suddenly, the sound of a baby crying came from inside the room. Immediately afterward, a man in black stumbled to him, knelt down with a thud, and begged for forgiveness: "Please forgive me, sir! Because the wet nurse has no milk, the two children keep crying. If this continues, we'll be exposed before the enemy even arrives. Should we—" He then made a gesture of slitting his throat with a knife.
The next moment, he was kicked far away by Li Liang and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Sir, you...you..." His fingers trembled slightly, unsure of what he had done wrong.
"You can't even handle two babies who are crying for food, what's the point of keeping your life? Just kill yourself!" Li Liang said angrily, pulling his leg back and turning to walk into the house.
"Why aren't you breastfeeding the child?" He asked the two wet nurses with a frosty expression.
Upon hearing this, the two wet nurses inside the house turned pale with fright and immediately knelt on the ground, kowtowing and begging for mercy, saying, "Please spare us, sir! It's not that we refuse to breastfeed the child, it's just that we were so frightened that our milk has dried up."
"Oh?" Li Liang frowned, somewhat puzzled. He looked at the two wet nurses trembling, and they didn't seem to be lying.
“That’s not untrue.” Looking at the two wet nurses’ tattered shirts, Li Liang suddenly realized. He himself understood medical principles, but he hadn’t thought about it in that way just now because he was in a hurry.
He rubbed his temples in frustration and offered a dry reassurance: "Don't worry, I never lay a hand on women or children. Relax, your milk will come back on its own."
The two wet nurses were skeptical when they heard him say this. They exchanged a glance, firmly remembering Feng Hong's instructions, knowing that they had to take good care of the child, otherwise their family's lives would be in danger.
The two women said in unison, "We are very grateful to you, sir, for sparing our lives!"
Li Liang looked up as he went out the door, instructing someone to cook some pig's trotter and soybean soup for the two wet nurses. He then flew up onto the roof and, watching the slowly descending twilight, the image of a little boy suddenly appeared in his mind.
That was the only boy he ever laid a hand on in his life.
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