Chapter 274 It was you, Qingkui, and Suisui who died.
Although Su Feng often bickered with Sheng Fei, he was a well-behaved and obedient younger brother in front of his older brother Han Bing when they were young, and he had affection and respect for his older brother.
He wasn't like Sheng Fei, who didn't care about anything, nor was he like Han Bing, who was bound by various rules and expectations. But Su Feng was intelligent, capable, and quick-witted, and his abilities were just right between those of his older and younger brothers.
Therefore, Su Feng was able to understand everyone. Even though he felt anger and resentment towards Han Bing, he remembered his elder brother's experiences and changes over the years, and swallowed back the words he was about to ask.
Su Feng fell silent, but Han Bing spoke up first: "Qing Kui is proud and arrogant, and has never suffered such setbacks and humiliation. She will never let this go. If you were to..."
"Do you expect me to kneel down and apologize to her?" Su Feng asked coldly, looking up.
Han Bing paused, then gently shook his head: "I'm telling you to be careful in the future."
At this point, it's simply impossible for Su Feng and Qing Kui to get along amicably.
Su Feng could not forgive Qing Kui for hurting Zhong Li Que's hand, and Qing Kui could not forgive Su Feng for causing her to be imprisoned in Chongtai Third Prison, which led to Zhong Li Ci cutting off her arm.
“Big brother,” Su Feng retorted, “do you admit that she, like Sui Sui, is a younger sister you will protect?”
Han Bing remained calm and said in a low voice, "They are all Father's children."
Su Feng's eyes revealed his resentment.
As the two brothers faced off in silence, Han Bing suddenly frowned, shifted his gaze to the back, and turned to the side, where he saw a figure walking from the side corridor toward the entrance of the Prince's Mansion.
The man wore a long black robe with flowing cloud patterns, his hair was tied up with a jade crown, he had sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, and a sword was at his waist. He was less violent than when he was seriously injured in the Legalist territory. After restraining his arrogance and bloodlust, he became more mature and steady.
Su Feng also noticed the man walking towards the gate of the Prince's Mansion and asked Han Bing, "Who is he?"
"Han Ziyang," Han Bing replied, "is a guest of the Han family that Father brought back from the Legalist school."
After a pause, Han Bing added, "Later, Father will take him to the palace to see His Majesty."
After saying that, Han Bing turned and walked towards Han Ziyang, blocking his way as he continued forward.
When Han Ziyang saw that he was blocking his way, he raised his eyelids and asked silently.
Han Bing said, "It will be a while before you enter the palace. You've come too early. You can go back and wait."
Han Ziyang said, "Since it's still early, I'll go out for a walk."
"There will be a heavy rain tonight, and the military strongholds will increase patrols within the city. It's probably not a good time to go out for a stroll," Han Bing said. "It would be better to wait until dawn."
Han Ziyang said emotionlessly, "I just like wandering around outside on rainy days."
He ignored Han Bing's advice, continued walking forward, and left without even glancing at Su Feng.
Han Bing did not insist on stopping the man, but sent someone to follow Han Ziyang just in case.
There are many people in the capital keeping an eye on the Nangong family; everyone who leaves the Prince's Mansion is under scrutiny.
Outside, the thunder and rain continued unabated. Han Ziyang walked in the torrential rain without an umbrella, relying on a thin layer of aura to protect himself from the downpour. Unless one was a highly skilled cultivator, one would not be able to detect the existence of this aura.
The Legalist lineage of divine punishment possesses the power to alter the rules of the world.
For example, right now, it has turned the place where Han Ziyang is into a rainless place.
Han Ziyang came to Qingyang Imperial Capital with Nangong Ming this time in order to gain control of this power.
Because of the torrential rain and the fact that it was already night, all the shops on the street were closed, and there were no pedestrians on the road. Only some inns and restaurants were still open.
Han Ziyang passed by the Xingshui Division. Despite the torrential rain late at night, the lights inside were still bright. Three guards on night duty walked in, yawning and holding umbrellas.
A separate notice board was set up in front of the main gate of the Criminal Justice Bureau to announce information related to the World Destroyer.
Han Ziyang glanced at it casually and then left.
The Prince of Nangong's Mansion, West Tower.
The torrential rain pattered against the eaves, but the people inside paid no heed, busy tending to the unconscious Chu Jin on the bed.
It stops bleeding, calms the mind, and stabilizes the spirit.
Madam Su watched from the sidelines, her face deathly pale. The scene of Tai'a sword energy severing Chu Jin's right arm was still replaying in her mind. When she arrived at Chu Jin's side, she could still feel the sharp aura left by Tai'a sword energy.
She looked down at her wrist; the thin red marks on it were caused by the lingering power of the sword energy from that time.
This made Madam Su feel lingering fear.
If Nangong Ming hadn't been present, Zhongli Ci's sword strike wouldn't have been aimed at Chu Jin's hand, but at her life.
Madam Su slowly grasped her right wrist, covering the sword wounds, and calmed her emotions.
“Madam.” Doctor Chen, his temples damp with sweat, turned to Madam Su and said respectfully, “Although Miss’s blood and qi have stabilized, this sword energy is too domineering and has damaged her soul, making it impossible for the wound to gather qi, so we cannot reattach the severed arm in time.”
"By the time the soul is restored, the best opportunity will have been missed."
Upon hearing this, Madam Su was shaken and tightened her grip on her wrist: "I want you to restore her soul and reattach her severed right hand."
Although Dr. Chen appeared respectful, the sweat on his forehead intensified, and his bow deepened: "We are not capable enough, please forgive us, Madam."
Suppressing her anger, Madam Su said to her maid, Chun, "Go and invite Mr. Zhou over!"
Ah Chun knelt down and said, "Madam! Mr. Zhou's status makes it inconvenient for him to come to the Prince's Mansion, and besides, his power in Qingyang is also limited, so he cannot..."
"Then let him take the person back to Yan!" Lady Su shouted angrily, and when she turned around, she met Nangong Ming walking out of the rain.
Nangong Ming remained calm, showing no sign of anxiety, and his expression was neither joyful nor angry.
He led his men into the house, not glancing at the mute Madam Su. After taking a few steps inside and glancing at his unconscious eldest daughter, he said to Doctor Chen, "Do your best."
Dr. Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes."
"You mean she..." Madam Su had just begun to question when she was stopped by a glance from Nangong Ming. Her lips trembled slightly, and she gritted her teeth and swallowed her words.
"Even if I agree to let Mr. Zhou take her back to Yan, it will be too late." Nangong Ming walked slowly to Madam Su, grabbed her right hand, and lifted her sleeve to expose the red marks left by the sword energy.
Madam Su tried to pull her hand back, but Nangong Ming gripped it tightly, the force leaving even more noticeable red marks on her fair skin.
Nangong Ming looked up at Madam Su's trembling eyes and laughed, "You underestimate Zhongli Ci so much?"
“I didn’t underestimate him.” Madam Su turned her face away in embarrassment.
Nangong Ming gently stroked the red marks on Madam Su's wrist with his fingers, and Madam Su felt a knife-like pain. What was originally just a red mark had now broken through and was bleeding.
Madam Su dared not utter a single word.
The other people in the room also lowered their heads, not daring to look up.
Nangong Ming's voice turned colder at this moment: "I allowed you to keep an eye on her in the capital so that you could correct your mistakes in time and help her deal with the people in the capital, but what have you done?"
Madam Su gritted her teeth, glancing at Qingkui on the bed out of the corner of her eye, her eyes reddening.
Nangong Ming asked, "Are you going to use the same tactics you used on Sui Sui on Qing Kui?"
Madam Su suddenly looked up: "I didn't!"
Nangong Ming released her hand and said calmly, "Then help her properly. She needs your strength now. What Qingkui wants still depends on you to give her."
Madam Su held her bleeding right hand, her dark pupils filled with tears, and after a long while, she calmed herself down and said, "I understand."
Nangong Ming's gaze passed over Madam Su and landed on the maid A Chun: "Go and invite Mr. Zhou here."
Ah Chun replied in a trembling voice, "Yes."
"Why did the rebels in Canhai Prefecture mention her name, and how did they know her movements and the location of the Listening Wind Ruler? I'll leave those to you." Nangong Ming looked at Madam Su again, his chin slightly raised, adopting a condescending posture. "You should be very familiar with this method of doing things. The remnants of the Yan Kingdom hiding in Qingyang, Su Su, it's up to you to find them."
Madam Su remained silent.
Beneath his sleeves, his five fingers were clenched into fists, his rounded nails digging deep into his flesh.
Nangong Ming continued, “Susu, I’ve said it before, you can be soft-hearted, but they won’t. If you don’t take action, you, Qingkui, and Suisui will be the ones who die.”
When Lady Su heard the words "remnants of the Yan Kingdom," her heart trembled, and a series of memories flashed through her mind.
Their attack on Qingkui proves that Nangong Ming was right.
Those people from Yan will not let her and her child go.
She and those people were already sworn enemies.
Madam Su lowered her head and answered, "Yes."
She knew how patient Nangong Ming was with her; he had been very indulgent towards her over the years, but the Qingkui incident clearly made him very dissatisfied.
When Nangong Ming expresses his dissatisfaction, you will become an eyesore in his eyes.
Even though Madam Su was proud and harbored resentment, she dared not truly break ties with Nangong Ming, much less confront him directly.
She has already failed once, and now she no longer has the courage or boldness to fail a second time.
Nangong Ming waited in the west building until several physicians had treated Qingkui's injuries before leaving. Outside, the torrential rain continued unabated, and the thunder and lightning grew louder and louder. Suddenly, a thunderclap appeared, and a burst of light illuminated the entire world.
Su Feng was still standing in front of the Prince's Mansion gate, soaking wet, with raindrops constantly streaming down his face.
The young man remained silent in the night rain.
When Nangong Ming spoke, Madam Hui had already been taken to the Nangong family's old residence and could no longer stay at the Prince's mansion to watch over Su Feng. Now, as Nangong Ming prepared to leave the mansion, he saw Su Feng standing outside the gate and his expression was indifferent.
Han Bing stepped forward and said, "Han Ziyang is already on his way back."
Standing on the steps, Nangong Ming looked down at Su Feng and said, "Why aren't you leaving yet?"
Su Feng pursed his lips and lowered his head to answer, "Even if you're angry with me, it doesn't change the fact that I'm your son."
“Whether you are or not is a different matter from whether you want to be,” Nangong Ming said. “As my child, your heart yearns for the Zhongli family.”
Su Feng straightened his back and looked directly at Nangong Ming: "I have never longed for the Zhongli family, nor have I ever had such thoughts. If you had told me earlier that she was also a child of the Nangong family, I would not have given today's answer."
"Since Qingkui and Suisui are both Fourth Concubine's children, why did you raise her outside the Prince's Mansion and hide her identity for so long?"
Nangong Ming said calmly, "This is none of your business."
Su Feng then asked, "Was her action this time at your behest?"
Nangong Ming laughed upon hearing this: "What do you think?"
Su Feng said calmly, "She acted rashly and her plan had flaws, so I think you also disagree with her taking action against the Zhongli family this time."
Nangong Ming said coldly, "You're quite clever when it comes to matters related to the Zhongli family."
Su Feng kept a straight face and denied it again: "No matter what you say, I will never be a member of the Zhongli family."
"Is that so?" Nangong Ming raised his hand, took off his crimson-gold outer robe and threw it to Cao Yan, then drew his sword with one hand and walked towards Su Feng.
Cao Yan took the outer robe and respectfully draped it over his wrist. He saw Nangong Ming walk into the rain. Han Bing frowned slightly as he watched this scene, but he knew that he couldn't stop him either.
Han Ziyang had just returned to the palace when he saw Nangong Ming walking toward Su Feng with a sword in hand. He stopped and watched to see what would happen.
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