AWB Chapter 157 Ye Wanqiu's True Identity
Chapter 157 Ye Wanqiu's True Identity
But he has not heard any news about the death of the master of that family so far.
The butler's eyesight was not very good, but fortunately the funeral procession of the Ye Mansion was moving quite fast, and he could quickly see the big word "Ye" on the white flag.
The butler frowned, feeling unhappy.
Sure enough, he saw a face in the team that he had met once by chance.
Ye Wanqiu's face, which was three times colder than ice, made him crumple the visiting card in his hand with his fingertips, and he was horrified.
Ye Wanqiu's move seems to indicate that he is determined to fight to the death with the palace.
The butler was frightened by this idea, and was caught off guard when he met Ye Wanqiu's bottomless dark eyes. The butler was like a prey that was locked and about to be bitten, unable to move at all.
The funeral procession passed by the palace, and yellow paper money flew all over the sky.
Amid the cries of grief, paper money fell, landing on the butler's head and inside the gate of the palace. The heavy coins seemed like a mark, and the palace was deeply marked as the spot where death fell.
A gust of wind blew, and the butler came back to his senses. He no longer cared about going to the Ye family, and hurried back to report.
"What did you say? Ye Wanqiu wants to massacre the entire family of my palace?"
The housekeeper presented the paper money he had found and cried, "Your Majesty, just in case, we should make preparations in advance."
An and Wang fell on the bed, "Since that's the case, since that's the case..."
"You should go to the palace immediately and kneel down to beg the prince to send troops for support. Bring the princess along with you. If you cannot get the troops, make her kneel down often."
He was injured and couldn't go, so he stayed in the palace to recuperate and also to escape through the tunnel if the situation became unfavorable.
The butler took the order and left.
Emperor Jingming had a good grasp of the situation. On the night of Ye Shengqing's burial, he took Ye Shengxin and Zhang Liang to have dinner at the inn, and then the three of them and the ghost came to the side courtyard of Prince Anhe's mansion again.
As the night was about to fall, the familiar sounds of green ants and screams reached the ears of the three people and one ghost.
Hao Duanzhuang flew down from the roof and looked at the three people in the house. "Do you still want to go over there?"
"I see some green ants coming towards us."
Without the psychological burden, Zhang Liang felt relaxed. In such a critical situation, he could slowly explain:
"Ye Wanqiu's formation can determine a person's position. If we stay here, those beasts will come this way."
Emperor Jingming tapped the table with his fingertips: "Is Prince Anhe still in the palace now?"
Hao Duanzhuang: "Of course, I sealed the tunnel he was going to use to escape before I came back, to make sure he and Ye Wanqiu would face off."
"Then go over there."
It was a coincidence that the three of them landed on the roof of An Hewang's study this time. This guy couldn't leave here and was also arranged on the roof by the secret guards.
Guarded by three layers of guards inside and outside, Ye Shengxin could not even see the slightly plump figure.
"Will the imperial court really not send anyone to support Prince Anhe? He is a prince after all. If he stands by and watches, wouldn't it be bad for his reputation?" Ye Shengxin asked in a low voice while watching the fighting below.
Zhang Liang explained: "From the moment he exposed the secret guards, the court had already given up on him. No matter who wins or loses in this fight tonight, the final winner will only be the court."
Without any scruples, Zhang Liang did not need to hide anything when explaining, but Ye Shengxin was a little frightened when she heard it.
These politicians never forget to calculate.
The battle between the two sides tonight involves life and death. Ye Wanqiu summoned ferocious beasts at all costs, and all the remaining 500 secret guards on An Hewang's side were dispatched. In the end, An Hewang was slightly victorious.
Beasts are always beasts. Even if they go mad, they will eventually be killed as long as humans are prepared.
The first trick to deal with Prince Anhe's mansion failed. Ye Wanqiu climbed over the wall and entered the mansion. When she came to the outside of the courtyard where Prince Anhe was, she calmly took out the talisman paper that she had drawn earlier and was stained with the blood of hundreds of babies and began to set up a killing formation.
The skillful technique and swift movements made Zhang Liang on the roof dazed.
Why did he feel that Ye Wanqiu's formation movements and details were very similar to those of his long-deceased master?
"Stop her, stop that bitch, and cut her into pieces for me. I will reward you handsomely."
Ye Wanqiu doesn't know martial arts, and there are secret guards here. Even if An and Wang didn't see her, the secret guards would report it in time.
Knowing that the crazy woman was just outside the yard, An and Wang gave orders in shock and anger.
As soon as he finished speaking, one layer of secret guards surrounding him disappeared, and all of them went towards Ye Wanqiu.
Ye Wanqiu looked at the formation with his son's blood on it, pointing to the position of An and Wang, and sneered.
He quickened his movements and soon the formation of a hundred talismans was completed. All the secret guards who were approaching Ye Wanqiu disappeared when they were within ten meters of her.
An Hewang's eyes widened. He looked at Ye Wanqiu in surprise and panic. This woman was indeed not easy to deal with.
He ordered to kill again, and the secret guards he sent out disappeared again.
Not long after, their separated bodies appeared beside Ye Wanqiu, and she stared at An and Wang, silently telling him to use whatever tricks he had.
King An He was furious: "Shoot, everyone, shoot this bitch to death for me!"
The archers prepared, and hundreds of arrows flew towards Ye Wanqiu.
At this moment, Zhang Liang's heart was at its highest point. He clenched his fingers so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh without causing any pain.
This person really looks like his master, Tai Shu Zhenren.
The formation she set up with talisman paper can strangle everything, so these arrow feathers make Zhang Liang both worried and expectant.
In just a few breaths, the arrows that were shot out suddenly disappeared like people, and after a few breaths, they broke into several pieces and appeared on the ground.
Zhang Liang's lips moved and he called out silently: "Master."
Emperor Jingming glanced sideways, "What did you say?"
Zhang Liang replied blankly: "My master may not be dead. Ye Wanqiu is my master. She...she..."
Ye Xingxin glanced at Zhang Liang's half-white hair and slightly old face, and wondered: "Given your age, if your master is still alive, then she has rejuvenated and become Ye Wanqiu?"
Under the sky, the prince quickly walked out of the palace.
Eunuch Lin is guarding over there.
The prince ordered: "Send all the information you have collected about Ye Wanqiu to me."
Eunuch Lin took the order and left.
The prince quickly returned to the hall. On the skylight, Zhang Liang shook his head: "No, no, Master is not rejuvenated."
"I personally collected and buried her body. She was indeed dead twenty years ago, but..."
Zhang Liang looked at Ye Xingxin, with a deep meaning in his eyes that she couldn't understand: "I don't know what she did, she came back to life as Ye Wanqiu."
His voice sounded sad and weak, as if he had figured out the cause and effect of this matter.
"The reason why Ye Shengqing was born weak and sickly, with a short life span, was the price my master paid for her resurrection."
"My master lived a lonely life in his previous life. He naturally cherishes the fact that he has a son in this life. It makes sense that he wants to exchange his life for him."