Bloody Kyoto

The procession stopped, and the old man stepped off the carriage. Princess Ahui flew over to him like a fledgling bird, saying, "Second Master, your disciple missed you."

The old man caught Ah Hui, patted her head with a kind smile, and said, "You naughty girl, since you miss your master, why don't you go back to see him?"

Ah Hui feigned shyness, "Second Master, you know perfectly well, why are you still asking?"

The old man laughed heartily, pointed at her with his finger, and said, "You..."

“Ah Hui…” Fu Yanji called out from behind her.

Princess Ahui glanced back, then pulled the old man aside and introduced him to everyone, "This is my second master, Yun Ji, who is also the second younger brother of the Yun family patriarch."

Because there were so many people on the other side, Ah Hui didn't introduce them one by one.

Firstly, she found it troublesome, and secondly, she felt they weren't worthy of being remembered by her second master.

The crowd greeted him, and the old man nodded slightly.

The Yun family was skilled in physiognomy and divination. Li Weidong wanted to ask the old man for help in finding his child, but he was stopped as soon as he took a step.

He turned around and saw that the person who had grabbed him was none other than his brother-in-law, Liu Zihe.

"Brother-in-law, the timing is not right. Don't make the Yun family feel unhappy."

Li Weidong naturally knew that the timing was not right, especially since a heavy rain had just fallen, and his group was in a rather disheveled state.

But the longer they delay, the more danger Zong'er will face.

"Zihe, aren't you worried about Zong'er? He's your nephew too."

Liu Zihe seemed to be holding back his emotions. He said in a low voice, "Brother-in-law, my worries are no less than yours, but bringing them up now will only backfire."

“Not only will the Yun family be unhappy, but Princess Ahui and the Grand Princess will probably also be unhappy.”

Li Weidong's shoulders slumped, and his eyes were red.

They were speaking very softly, but Yunji still heard them. He looked up at the tall city gate, his eyes filled with growing worry.

He thought for a moment and walked towards Li Weidong. The others immediately made way for him.

Upon seeing the person approaching, Li Weidong had initially decided not to speak, but he couldn't hold back any longer and knelt down with a thud.

"Master Yun, please tell me where my son is."

In the space

Inside the container, Li Jizong, bound by plants, stared in horror at the expressionless woman before him.

Since he was captured, he has asked the woman why she captured him, but she has not said anything, and has not uttered a single word since.

She lit only one incense stick, which burned beside him, while she sat there with her eyes closed, pretending to be asleep.

"Say something! Why did you arrest me?!" He felt his head getting heavier and heavier, and he was a little dizzy. He roared impatiently.

Li Nanle didn't even glance at him, only turning her arm over to look at the watch on her wrist.

Well, it's not time yet, but it will be soon.

About fifteen minutes later, Li Jizong's head drooped down.

Li Nanle put away the book, walked up to him, and waved a black, wood-like object under his nose.

Li Jizong slowly woke up, raised his head, and his eyes were lifeless and empty.

Li Nanle sat back down, her eyes icy cold. "You know Huo Yunxia?"

"I know him," Li Jizong replied mechanically, like a robot.

"How did we meet?"

"I met you at a banquet."

Do you know how Huo Yunxia died?

"It's been cooked."

"Crack!"

Upon hearing this, Li Nanle's eyes turned bloodshot, and she accidentally crushed the armrest of the chair.

She had long guessed the cause of Yunxia's death, but hearing such certainty from others still made it hard for her to accept.

I hate myself again for not coming to the capital when I didn't receive a letter in the first month.

If she had come then, Yunxia wouldn't have died, and she wouldn't have suffered so much cruelty.

A suppressed sob rose up; blood was flowing from her hands and lips. This regret made her want to kill herself.

His mind was uncontrollably filled with thoughts of everything Yunxia had gone through, and the pain seemed to be happening to her as if it were her.

The pain was so intense she wanted to commit suicide, but how could she die? She hadn't avenged her great grudge yet, and she wouldn't have the face to meet Yunxia if she died.

The tears dried, and her eyes cleared instantly, but a closer look revealed a storm within them capable of shattering the heavens and earth.

She continued, "What are you going to do with it after cooking it?"

"Drink the soup and eat the meat."

"Have you eaten?" she asked softly, but her tone was unusually cold.

"I didn't eat any meat; Dad only brought back a bowl of soup for me to drink."

"Who were involved in the murder of Huo Yunxia?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Li Jizong immediately replied, "Father and Uncle."

"Are there only the two of them? Or are there others?"

"do not know!"

"Puff, puff, puff..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was pierced by a kudzu vine. He was clear-headed for a moment before he died, staring at Li Nanle with his eyes full of incomprehension.

He was puzzled because he had no memory of being questioned just now.

With endless confusion and bewilderment, he closed his eyes forever.

*

After Li Weidong made the request, Yun Ji agreed to help him. The reason he was so enthusiastic was not because he was a kind person.

Instead, he wanted to know what exactly was going on with the blood-red color that had enveloped the capital.

After calculating for a moment, he said regretfully to Li Weidong, "Lord Li, please accept my condolences. Your son has passed away."

Upon hearing this, Li Weidong staggered, his head spinning. Just as he was about to faint, he heard someone shout, "We've found Young Master Li!"

Li Weidong snapped back to reality in an instant and strode toward the guard who had called out, shouting, "Where is he? Where is my son?"

The others also looked at the guard whose face was not good. The Grand Princess recognized him as a guard from her princess residence, stepped forward, and asked sternly, "Hurry up and speak!"

The guard dared not hesitate any longer and immediately replied, "It's in the grove over there."

Li Weidong was originally a refined scholar, but at this moment he didn't care about his image and grabbed his robe to run quickly towards the grove.

It had just rained, and the road outside the official road was muddy and slippery. He tripped and fell while running, but quickly got up again.

Thinking of the guard's hesitant expression, everyone's curiosity was piqued, and they wanted to follow him to see what was going on.

But Yunji was still there, so even though they wanted to go and see him, they didn't take a step and all turned their attention to Yunji.

Yun Ji didn't say anything. After thinking for a moment, he followed. He had just calculated the moment the young master of the Li family died, and he noticed that the blood-red color covering the capital had become even more intense.

He wanted to see for himself what was really going on.

Seeing this, the others disregarded the mud and followed suit.