Who put the yellow robe on me?

Yang Ai stepped forward, tightly grasped his hand, tears streaming down her face. "Brother, please! As long as you are willing to surrender, His Highness will forgive you. We don't want to live like this anymore. We brothers and sisters should flee far away. They may not be able to find us."

Yang Da slowly opened his eyes, a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by determination.

He gently broke free from Yang Ai's hand, his voice calm and resolute: "Impossible, our lives do not belong to ourselves. I have already taken the ambergris pill. This poison can only be cured by completing the mission."

Yang Ai's heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, the pain unbearable. She shook her head, unwilling to accept this fact: "No, brother, you have a choice! As long as you are willing, everything can be turned around. We can work together to find a solution to the poison issue!"

Yang Da smiled bitterly, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes: "Xiao Ai, you are still too young to understand the truth."

Yang Ai bit her lower lip tightly, her voice hoarse: "I don't care about the reason, I just know that you are my brother! I don't want to lose you!"

The people around watching this scene couldn't help but feel a little pity in their hearts.

Jiang Chen stood aside with a frown on his face.

He could feel Yang Da's struggle and pain, but he understood that he had to make a decision at this moment.

"Mr. Yang, I'll give you another chance. As long as you're willing to expose the conspiracy behind this for me, I can save your life. After that, I'll definitely find the antidote." Jiang Chen's tone was firm, with a hint of earnestness in his eyes.

Yang Da was silent for a moment, his eyes deep.

He slowly raised his head and looked at Jiang Chen, his voice calm and resolute: "Your Highness, I'm sorry I can't obey your order! I am Deadpool, and I only obey orders in this life."

Jiang Chen's heart sank and he felt powerless.

He knew very well that Deadpool had been raised since childhood, had extremely strong martial arts skills, was extremely loyal, and regarded orders as his life.

"Do you really want to make the same mistake over and over again?" Jiang Chen's tone was filled with anger and helplessness.

Yang Da smiled faintly, a trace of tragedy flashing in his eyes: "Your Highness, you are a good person. I am very happy that you have treated me well before, but I cannot betray my master."

Yang Ai burst into tears and knelt in front of Yang Da: "Brother, please, don't do this! For the sake of our family, for my sake, please come back!"

Yang Da reached out and gently stroked her hair, his eyes full of love: "Xiao Ai, live well. Brother can only accompany you here."

After saying that, he suddenly broke free from his restraints, quickly pulled out a dagger from his waist, and stabbed it straight into his heart.

"No!" Yang Ai exclaimed, trying to stop it, but it was too late.

"Ah!" Everyone exclaimed.

The dagger pierced his chest, and blood gushed out, staining his clothes red.

Yang Da fell to the ground, his face pale, but a smile of relief appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Xiao Ai, take care of yourself."

Yang Ai's world seemed to collapse in an instant. She threw herself on Yang Da, crying, "Brother! No! Don't leave me!"

Everyone around was shocked by this sudden scene. For a moment, the only sound in the air was Yang Ai's crying.

Jiang Chen clenched his fists, his heart filled with anger and sadness. He hated himself for not being able to stop it all, and hated the conspiracy behind it even more.

"Empress Defei, are you going to kill me?" He murmured to himself, with a hint of determination in his eyes.

At this time, the other masked man who was subdued, Yang Shan, also wanted to commit suicide after seeing this.

……

Dian Zhang was quick-witted and quick-handed, and he hit his acupoint with one palm, making him unable to move.

"You can't die!" Dianzhang said coldly, "We need you to testify!"

Yang Shan's eyes were filled with resentment and despair: "Don't even think about getting anything from me!"

Jiang Chen stepped forward, his eyes cold: "Yang Shan, as long as you are willing to cooperate, I can spare your life."

Yang Shan sneered: "I have already put life and death aside. Your threats are meaningless to me."

Jiang Chen took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart: "In that case, don't blame me for being rude."

He turned to Dianzhang and said, "Take him back and keep him under good care."

Dianzhang nodded: "Yes, Your Highness."

Yang Ai was still kneeling on the ground, holding Yang Da's body, tears streaming down her face. Her cries echoed in the dilapidated temple, heartbreaking.

Jiang Chen walked up to her and patted her shoulder gently: "My condolences."

Yang Ai raised her head, her eyes empty and hopeless: "Your Highness, this is all my fault. If I had persuaded him earlier, perhaps this wouldn't have happened."

Jiang Chen shook his head, his eyes full of pity: "This is not your fault, someone is manipulating everything behind the scenes."

A trace of hatred flashed in Yang Ai's eyes: "Empress Defei, why did she do this?"

Jiang Chen was silent for a moment, his eyes deep: "I don't know, but I will find out everything."

At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from outside the dilapidated temple, breaking the originally silent atmosphere.

The sound of horse hooves could be heard in the distance, and it seemed that a large group of people were rushing towards this side.

Deng Yunde's ears moved, his brows furrowed slightly, and he whispered, "Someone is coming, and quite a few."

He leaped onto a dead tree in the dilapidated temple and gazed into the distance from his vantage point.

Amidst the flying dust, a team was seen approaching rapidly. The leader was wearing silver armor and had an exquisite sword hanging around his waist, looking very majestic.

Deng Yunde's eyes narrowed as he pondered inwardly, "This is the uniform of the Imperial Guards. Why are they here?"

He quickly jumped down from the tree and ran back to the temple. He said to Jiang Chen with a serious expression, "Your Highness, there are many people outside. They seem to be the imperial guards."

"Imperial Guards?" Jiang Chen was slightly stunned, feeling a little uneasy.

Faint light shone through the broken roof onto the ground, reflecting everyone's nervous expressions.

Dianzhang stepped forward, frowning and saying, "Your Highness, why are the Imperial Guards here? And in such large numbers, I'm afraid they have ill intentions."

Jiang Sirou also looked solemn and whispered, "Sixteenth brother, we need to be prepared."

Jiang Chen nodded, his eyes firm: "Everyone, be vigilant and don't act rashly."

Before he could finish his words, the door of the dilapidated temple was kicked open with a loud "bang".

Amidst the flying dust, a team of imperial guards filed into the temple and lined up neatly inside. The walls on both sides were suddenly filled with fully armed soldiers.

The leader was tall, his brow etched with arrogance. He wore armor embroidered with gold thread, wielded a jeweled sword, and scanned the crowd in the temple with a cold gaze.

"Yin Yufeng?" When Dianzhang saw him, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then his brows frowned.

Jiang Chen noticed something strange about Dianzhang and asked softly, "Dianzhang, who is this person?"

Dianzhang lowered his voice and replied, "Your Highness, he is a fifth-rank imperial guard, named Yin Yufeng. It is said that he got this position through connections."

Deng Yunde snorted coldly, his eyes full of disdain: "His flattery skills are much better than his sword skills."

Jiang Chen nodded slightly, having already made up his mind. He took a step forward and looked at Yin Yufeng calmly.

Yin Yufeng glanced around, a sneer on his face: "Come here, there are rebels from the Western Regions here, tie them all up!"