Chapter 140 Sending a Message



Yu Shang lowered his eyebrows slightly, his eyes becoming somewhat dark.

When he looked up again, he had that same carefree, nonchalant attitude.

"Since there's nothing I need to do, I'll release March back!"

“He has been serving me for the past few months. I’m not used to him being away.”

He spoke casually, but his fingers were actually tightening in secret.

I recalled the memories of the past few months.

When he first came to rescue them, the eldest brother of the young master clearly cared about Jiang Bai and his sister, as well as that Song woman, but not long after, his attitude changed.

On the surface, there seems to be no problem, but every step they take seems to have a purpose.

He didn't concern himself with important matters in the palace, but he could vaguely sense that his elder brother, the crown prince, and his father were doing something dangerous.

Especially this time, the eldest brother wanted Jiang Lu and her brother to go to Beijing, but transferred Sanyue away from his side.

March was foolish and loyal to her elder brother, the Crown Prince, so she didn't discover anything.

He vaguely sensed that if he did not follow his elder brother's arrangements, March would likely be fraught with danger, so he made an appointment with Ji Yanwen to take him to Pingshan.

If Jiang Bai truly controls the Black-Clad Guards, his trip to Pingshan will inevitably arouse their suspicion.

He just didn't expect that not only would his elder brother, the Crown Prince, arrange for him to go to Pingshan, but he would also send someone to lure Jiang Lu and her brother away.

He was furious inside, but he didn't show it on his face, still maintaining his nonchalant and cynical demeanor.

"Second Young Master, please rest assured, the Young Master has arranged other matters for March, and he will be back in a couple of days."

The servant looked very respectful, but he didn't say he would release the person immediately.

"Alright, I understand. My elder brother's matter is more important."

He waved his hand, his eyes fixed on the storybook in his hand, as if he were just mentioning it casually.

Only after the servant left did he put down the storybook in his hand.

Even when he was angry, he didn't slam the table or kick the chair.

Sitting in the rocking chair, his hands rested on the armrests on either side, tightening and then relaxing.

It took several attempts to suppress the surging anger in his heart.

"Brother, I hope you won't let me down."

He opened his mouth, but spoke without making a sound.

He took out the note he had put away again, read it, wrote a few words on it, and then called someone in to deliver it to Ji Yanwen again.

The servant respectfully took the note, opened it to check, and then sent it out.

When Ji Yanwen received the note, he discovered that it had already been read.

After glancing at the ordinary contents of the letter, he raised an eyebrow, took out a book from his bookcase, and, referring to the contents, rewrote the words he had written on the note onto the paper, following the instructions in the book.

His expression turned serious as he read the contents of the paper.

He folded up what he had written and asked someone to deliver it to Luzhou.

These actions were performed with remarkable skill, indicating that the two had exchanged messages more than once or twice.

When Prince An Mingyu received the letter, he was still in the mountains of Luzhou tracking down Wang Shaoyang and the others.

When the rebellion of the fake third prince came to light, Wang Shaoyang and his group went into hiding.

But before he could leave Luzhou, the real Third Prince returned and swiftly dealt with the fake prince.

Wang Shaoyang, who was waiting to see the show, was thus trapped in Luzhou.

However, Wang Shaoyang was, after all, a young master of the Wang family, and even though Prince An made several attempts, he was unable to save his life.

It is still being tracked down.

Fortunately, Wang Shaoyang was already at his wit's end and had been forced into the deep mountains.

Although this mountain is not the Mangshan Mountain, which is full of poisonous miasma, it is still high and dangerous, with many strange rocks.

There was no food or water inside, and Wang Shaoyang couldn't hold out for long.

However, Mingyu underestimated Wang Shaoyang's ruthlessness.

He took two guards into the mountains, cut off from water and food, thinking they were doomed.

But the abnormally clean human skeleton before them told them that Wang Shaoyang could probably only hold on for a few more days.

Ming Yu glanced at the surrounded mountains, his gaze turning cold.

"Everyone, wake up! Don't let him escape."

"yes."

The guards of Prince An were full of vigor, their tiger-like eyes wide open, staring intently at the mountain, determined not to give Wang Shaoyang and his companion any chance to escape.

Mingyu has a lot on his plate.

Even after receiving Ji Yanwen's message, his head still ached.

I used to think that the Prince Xin's mansion could be trusted, but now it is not trustworthy at all.

"Send a message to the Yang family, asking them to inquire about Song's whereabouts."

No one knows whether the news of Lady Song's serious illness is true or not, but since the Prince Xin's mansion is no longer trustworthy, this news needs to be investigated thoroughly.

After all, he knew Jiang Bai's identity better than anyone else.

The capital was in turmoil, and Luzhou was not peaceful either. Waves of people from Pingshan were sneaking over, keeping the Black-Clad Guards and Jia Yi and his men extremely busy.

The treatment for Song took two whole days and two nights.

During this time, blood-stained ashes were occasionally brought out from Song's room.

It wasn't until early on the third day that Xuan Yi emerged, looking utterly exhausted.

He was already short, and after staying up for two whole nights, he looked even shorter.

He treated her for two nights, and Jiang Bai stayed by her side for two nights as well.

"My lord, I have not failed you."

Xuan Yi looked up, his lips twitched, and his face was whiter than paper.

"Madam should wake up in the next couple of days."

Seeing his tired appearance, Jiang Bai nodded.

He asked, "Do you...have children?"

Xuan Yi was slightly taken aback, then subconsciously nodded and said, "I have one son and two grandsons."

The sons and grandsons of the Black-Clad Guards all live in that village in Mangshan, and they will never be able to leave that village in their lifetime.

"Okay, when I go to Mangshan next time, I'll bring them here so I can meet them."

Once the soul seed is planted, the person who planted it will be extremely loyal to the one who cast the spell, and the soul seed will continue to split into new soul seeds among the descendants of the person affected by the spell.

In other words, once a soul seed is planted in a person, their descendants will be loyal to the person who cast the spell or to the bloodline of the person who cast the spell.

To put it simply, this is a slave contract that lasts for generations.

The eldest princess planted three thousand seeds at once, which is quite impressive.

If she hadn't found no soul seed in herself, she would have even suspected that the princess had planted a soul seed in her husband as well.

The removal of the Gu worms from the Song family was largely thanks to Xuan Yi. Jiang Bai was not a harsh person, so he thought of removing the soul seed for his children and grandchildren as an apology for breaking his hands and feet and a thank-you gift for saving the Song family.

Of course, Xuan Yi was unaware that she possessed a soul seed, and upon hearing this, she was overjoyed.

It would be an honor for his children and grandchildren to be able to show their faces in front of their master, and when the other guards in black robes found out, they would envy him.

"Yes, Master."

"When will Master return to Mangshan?"

Upon receiving this good news, the fatigue from staying up for two consecutive nights vanished.

"The time is yet to be determined. You can go and rest first."

Seeing his pale face and the way he looked like he was about to collapse at any moment, Jiang Bai was afraid that he would die from lack of breath.

There are many members of the Black-Clad Guards who know Gu magic, but only one is as proficient as him.

He was considered the most precious of all the precious guards.

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