he was thinking. At this moment, his complex eyes kept staring at An Xue Tang, "This old man has to admit that you are indeed powerful. Such weapons really have a formidable destructive power, unlike...It was unclear what emotions Han Yun was feeling at this moment, nor what his plans were next.

After a moment of silence, An Xue Tang pursed her lips and said, "Actually, from the moment they entered the capital, you should have known that they came here to die. Letting her live until today is already our mercy. You... let go. You know, I don't want to be your enemy."

Han Yun came back to his senses slightly and gave a wry smile. "Your Highness need not worry, we will not be enemies. It's just that I was suddenly told Zhao Si had also died, and for a moment, I felt my emotions were quite complex. I couldn't say I was sad, nor could I say I wasn't sad. To be frank with Your Highness, after hearing confirmation that Zhao Si was truly dead, a sense of relief washed over me. It was as if...a burden I had carried for years had finally been lifted."

“I understand, and I won't offer empty comfort. All I want to say is that from the moment your father gave his life for them, you owed them nothing. You have guarded them with everything you had for so many years, and you all know the cost—how many brothers of the Qingyun Pavilion were lost in this process. So, you owe them nothing. Don't burden yourselves with guilt.”

I don't know if Han Yun can take these words to heart, but this is what she really thinks. Back then, Zhao Si's mother saved Han Yun and his son. It's only right to repay the kindness of saving their lives.

Every favor has its limits, and when one makes boundless demands for retribution, this relationship of indebtedness becomes distorted.

"Han Yun also understood this very well. He nodded slightly, "Thank you, but Your Highness, your actions today were rather noticeable. The matter of Zhao Si dying at your hands cannot be kept secret; someone will likely come looking for trouble with you."

"It doesn't matter, I've wanted to kill Zhao Si for ages. As for the others, I've never cared about them."

"...."

Perhaps he didn't quite understand An Xue Tang's temperament, so when he heard her say something that sounded very "arrogant," he was taken aback for a moment before letting out a chuckle. "It seems I overthought it. I should have known the Duchess wouldn't do anything unprepared."

An Xuetang raised an eyebrow. To be honest, she hadn't prepared for anything besides how Zhao Si should die. But she believed in meeting challenges head-on and that whatever happened next was beyond her control.

What are your plans next

Han Yun looked at Ning'er and Shou'er who stood on either side of An Xue Tang, "To be frank, the King of Beijang asked me to stay in the capital before leaving to secretly protect the Princess."

I have to admit, Mo Yunjing is really serious about this. He's already heard from his subordinates that when Mo Yunjing went to fight in the Chi country this time, he didn't want to bring all the Yun family army from the palace, wanting to keep all of them behind to protect An Xuetang.

Besides the Cloud Army and people from Xuntang Valley, Mo Yunjing also had him and the people from Qingyunge guard the capital city. If something happened to the prince's residence, they could rescue An Xuetang at the first moment. This shows how important An Xuetang is in Mo Yunjing's heart.

An Xuetang furrowed her brows, lowered her head in silence for a while, and then looked at Han Yun firmly, "If I asked you to take people to Youlan City to secretly help Ajing, would you be willing"

" "

Han Yun pursed her lips. "Don't you fear that staying in the capital will truly put you in danger Not to mention that Feng Ming is still unconscious."

“You don't have to worry about everything in the Prince’s Mansion, I have enough ability to protect myself. The only thing I'm worried about is Ajing. I suspect Bai Feng and the others will go after him, and Yun Rui might still be alive. If he joins forces with Bai Feng, Ajing will be caught between two enemies. I'm afraid he won't be able to cope.”

"Han Yun's pupils constricted. He had been present when they dealt with Yun Ruishi before, and he knew the latter's strength well. If he was truly alive and had teamed up with Bai Feng, then... even though Mo Yunjing was highly skilled in martial arts, he would be caught off guard."

Thinking of this, Han Yun suddenly looked at An Xue Tang, "Madam, you said that Yun Rui is not dead, but what evidence do you have"

An Xue Tang shook her head, just about to say that she didn't actually have any basis for this, she was simply guessing based on Mo Jun Yi's letter.

Before she could even speak, a servant from the Prince's Mansion rushed over, bowed to An Xue Tang, and presented her with a letter in both hands. "Your Highness," he said, "a letter has arrived from Beijiang."

An Xuetang's eyes lit up instantly. Now that someone could send a message from Beijang, it was most likely Mo Junyi.

Shouren took a few steps forward, retrieved the letter, and checked it carefully before handing it to An Xuetang.

Anyway, Han Yun was her own person, so An Xuetang didn't need to hide anything. She immediately opened the letter and quickly scanned it. Seeing the portrait tucked inside, An Xuetang's hands clenched tightly.

Indeed, she guessed right. Yun Rui was truly alive, and he was even addressed as 'Father King' by Mo Yunchen

What is going on here

After seeing the portrait, An Xuetang frowned and handed it to Han Yun. Her voice was cold as she said, "The news that Yun Ruisheng wasn't dead was just my guess, but now it has been confirmed. Ziling has drawn him, he is indeed Yun Ruisheng, and he is now in the Beijang camp."

Han Yun looked at the portrait, his body tensed slightly. Yun Rui's spirit was indeed alive, but why was he in Bei Jiang

An Xue Tang furrowed her brows, she didn't know why, but she was becoming increasingly uneasy. "Han Yun, could you please take the letter and portrait to Youlan City in person For some reason, these past few days I've had a feeling that something will happen to Ajing."

"Okay."

This time, Han Yun agreed without hesitation. Yun Rui was alive, and Bai Feng might take the opportunity to strike while Mo Yun Jing was dealing with Chi Guo. Mo Yun Jing's situation was indeed very dangerous.

"Thank you, wait a moment for me, I will write a letter for you to give to Ajing. As long as he reads my letter, he won't drive you back."

"Okay."

Without delay, An Xuetang instructed Ning'er to fetch paper and pen, and quickly wrote a letter. Meanwhile, Han Yun seized the opportunity to see Zhao Si, who was already dead.

No one knows what Han Yun was thinking. He just gave Zhao Si's corpse a cold glance and then instructed Yun Si to handle it according to An Xue Tang's wishes.

As soon as An Xue Tang handed Han Yun the organized letter, he didn't waste any time and left immediately.

Even An Xuetang, who was known for her speed, couldn't call out to Han Yun in time. Watching him disappear, she let out a soft sigh. "Actually, I wanted to tell him to go back and rest before continuing the journey. He looks like he hasn't closed his eyes in days. I'm worried that if he keeps traveling like this, he'll reach his limit."

Shou'er said, "Your Highness need not worry, as those of us who practice martial arts can easily overcome such a slight difficulty. Master Han is not a child; he knows his own physical limits and certainly has a grasp on the situation."

An Xuetang hummed, "Go back."

Ning'er and Shou'er nodded slightly, responding in unison, "Yes," and followed An Xuetang back to Jingtang Garden.ce and smiled, "Yes, Uncle Chen is about to leave. Zzhuaang, do you have anything good that needs my help selling"In his daily life, Zhuangzhuang is a smart boy who can catch some wild chickens and ra...