Quick Wear: After Revenge, I and the Immortal King Renew Our Relationship

Jin Yang's lips were trembling and she was in a daze. She had woken up a long time ago and heard everything clearly.

But she bit her lips tightly, not daring to speak or beg for mercy, for fear that she would be implicated by her mother and end up dying together with her.

She didn't want to die, and she didn't want to be a lowly slave! She believed that her brother was just angry temporarily. As long as some time passed and his anger subsided, she would act coquettishly and beg for mercy, and everything would be fine.

An Yan placed his hand on her head, completely sealing her sheep bloodline. He originally wanted to draw it out, but she was too fragile and could be easily killed by a single blow. It would be better for her to be a weak woman who was powerless.

The emperor's request was also met by him, Jinyang, no, the lamb became a little mute and would not say anything he shouldn't say.

Rong Ci asked the housekeeper to take Xiaoyang away. Her face could not heal on its own without the support of her demonic power, and could only be healed with the help of medicine.

The lamb was speechless and tried to express something with violent movements, but when he heard about the treatment, he seemed to feel the severe pain. He touched the blood on his hand and was shocked. He followed the housekeeper anxiously and proactively.

An Yan opened her palm, and there was a strand of lamb's hair. She remembered a spell that could track a person through the hair or flesh and bones of a related person.

They returned to the room, Rong Ci served as the guardian, and An Yan sat cross-legged, chanting a spell in a low voice. Two wisps of white smoke rose from her hair, gradually becoming brighter and drifting slowly to the southeast and northwest, but the southeast wisp quickly dissipated.

The imperial palace is located in the southeast of the prince's mansion. The wisp of smoke represents the deceased empress dowager, so the one in the northwest must be Yang Fu.

It just so happens that Yao Village is in the west, so I might as well go back to the village to see how the clan leader and the others are doing, and also ask the clan leader what's going on with Yang Fu.

Unfortunately, she only had a basic understanding of this spell and could only roughly calculate the direction but could not determine the exact location.

An Yan was furious. "He actually managed to fake his own death and escape right under my nose! I'm going to catch him and grind him to dust to avenge this shame!"

"There is no time to lose. We will go to the northwest in a few days! We can't give him too much time to breathe. We must take advantage of his illness to kill him! If we come a few more times, it will be so uncomfortable!" Rong Ci said indignantly.

An Yan was a little surprised, "But we are getting married in a month."

Rong Ci waved his hand, "The Queen Mother has passed away. The royal family must not hold banquets, weddings, or funerals for at least a hundred days. It's impossible."

He leaned close to An Yan's ear and whispered, "Besides, the emperor is very suspicious. Who knows if he will one day think that keeping us alive is a hidden danger that will expose the secrets of the royal family and want to get rid of us?"

"To be honest, he's done a pretty good job as emperor, and I have no intention of usurping the throne. It's better to stay away from him to save trouble. I'll pack up in the next few days and marry into your Yao Village! I won't be returning to the capital."

An Yan nodded and chuckled, "It might be difficult for you to enter Yao Village. The stubborn old clan leader won't agree. Okay, then I'll take this opportunity to get rid of Cheng Shuo as well."

"Okay, let's split up."

The Cheng family was in dire straits at this time. The news of the Queen Mother and Princess Jinyang's death came out at the same time. Cheng Shuo felt devastated when he heard the news.

How could his road to success, his ladder to heaven, end in vain?!

As Cheng Shuo sighed, he suddenly remembered that the day she died was the day the Empress Dowager summoned Yan Niang to the palace for a flower viewing banquet. Could it be that Yan Niang, unable to bear the humiliation, assassinated the Empress Dowager and the princess? Why wasn't she caught? Could it be that she escaped because there was no evidence?

Cheng Shuo suddenly thought of a great opportunity. As long as he reported Yan Niang as a demon, even if there was no evidence, she would become the target of the royal family's anger, and he would become the emperor's confidant because of his meritorious report!

However, when he was still feeling smug about his clever little brain coming up with such a clever trick, his stepping stone appeared in front of him with a cold expression.

"..." Cheng Shuo's cerebellum shrank instantly, and his mind went blank. He lowered his head guiltily, then raised his head with a flattering smile, "Mother Yan, why are you here?"

An Yan sneered, "What do you think?"

Cheng Shuo panicked, but still pretended to be calm, "Mother Yan, I don't know. The princess paid the money I owed you. That's all."

"Oh? Then how did they know my identity?"

Cheng Shuo fell to his knees with a thud, "Mother Yan, spare me, I was just confused for a moment, and besides, aren't you fine? On the contrary..."

"Ah, you must be on the run for fear of punishment and have no money to come to me, right?" Cheng Shuo seemed very confident, and a smile appeared on his face. He comforted An Yan, "Although I have no money and can't help you, don't worry, for the sake of our past friendship, I will never betray you. Just leave!"

"Haha, as soon as I left, you went to the government office to report me! You are trying to cover up your mistake. I think you are confessing yourself." An Yan saw through his little tricks at a glance.

Cheng Shuo smiled awkwardly, "How could that be?"

An Yan waved her hands impatiently, "Alright, stop nagging. I'm here to take your life today. I hope you'll be a good person in your next life."

Cheng Shuo only had time to take one step to escape before fate grabbed him by the scruff of the neck, making him unable to move, and he died the next second.

An Yan tossed the body onto a chair. She hadn't intended to be so direct and brutal. At the very least, he should have been disgraced and condemned by everyone. Such an easy death was a bargain for him. She waved her sleeves and left.

Mother Cheng came to Cheng Shuo with a sad face. She saw no hope for a better life. All her money and jewelry were used up. The servants she had just bought had to be sold again. All the housework had to be done by this old woman like her. This was not a place to enjoy life, but one where she had to suffer!

As soon as she pushed the door open, she saw Cheng Shuo slumped in a chair, saying angrily, "Son, didn't you say that the princess fell in love with you and wanted to marry you? Why doesn't she support our family when she sees that we are in such a difficult situation? Or maybe she has been living in high and mighty power for too long and doesn't know how to take care of others. When someone comes home, we have to train her well, make her filial to her mother-in-law and take care of the family. We can't have another Yan Niang."

"Ah!" Mother Cheng talked for a long time but her son didn't respond. She walked up to him, but saw that he still kept his head down. Ignoring the ominous premonition in her heart, she reached out and gently pushed him, but he fell to the ground with a stiff body, which almost scared Mother Cheng to death.

Mother Cheng knelt on the ground and burst into sharp sobs, her heart piercing. "My son! How could you abandon your helpless old mother? How could you just die like this? You unfilial son!"