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Upon hearing Zhao Yun's mournful cries, Qing Luan quickened her pace. But upon seeing Zhao Yun, covered in blood, her anger reached a boiling point.
"I don't want them to die so easily!" she gritted through her teeth, issuing her command. She wanted them to truly experience the taste of retribution!
"Yes!" the two Wraiths responded coldly, rushing forward without hesitation to deal with the situation.
"Zhao Yun," Qing Luan rushed over and embraced the bloodied figure with a smile at the corner of his mouth, tears welling in her eyes as she said, "I'm sorry, sister is late!"
"Sister... I... don't hurt," Zhao Yun gritted his teeth, trying hard to regain some clarity. However, the fog of unconsciousness continued to invade him, and gradually, he lost sensation and fell into a coma.
"Zhao Yun! Zhao Yun! Wake up, wake up!" Qing Luan shook him anxiously and cried out in despair.
"Miss, please let go," A-Song said as he saw her grief-stricken state causing her to forget about saving Zhao Yun. He quickly stepped forward to pull the unconscious figure from her arms, fearing that if she continued shaking him, Zhao Yun's life would truly be in jeopardy. "Zhao Yun has passed out; we need to find a doctor. Otherwise, it will be too late!"
"Find a doctor, find a doctor," Qing Luan seemed to come back to herself but her subconscious murmurs were heart-wrenching.
"What should we do with these two?" one of the Wraiths asked as they each grabbed one of the captives and brought them before Qing Luan.
"We are from the Prime Minister's Residence! What are you going to do about it?" Old Six shouted arrogantly, his face filled with disdain. To him, this little girl who barely reached his chest seemed naive; he believed that invoking Prime Minister Huang's name would make her tremble in fear and beg for mercy.
With bloodshot eyes glaring at the oblivious men before her, Qing Luan's lips curled into a terrifying smile reminiscent of a hellish reaper. "Slice their flesh piece by piece and throw it at the door of the Prime Minister's Residence..."
The two men were stunned, shouting in disbelief: "You dare... If you kill us, Prime Minister Huang will never let you go..." A mere girl exuding such overwhelming killing intent was beyond their comprehension; they realized she was not joking.
"He won't let me go?" Qing Luan sneered. "I truly hope he doesn't!" Without waiting for any further retorts from them, she turned and left, following A-Song onto the carriage.
Zhao Yun, looking like a bloodied specter, was brought into Qing Luan's courtyard. Now that their identities were exposed, she had no intention of hiding anymore. Tide knew Zhao Yun was in danger and had suffered an incident; she cried out for them to take her to see him. The Zhu Clan had no choice but to relent. When they saw Zhao Yun in such a pitiful state, they couldn't help but weep.
"Damn that old bastard! I will tear him into pieces!" Yun Yiqing exclaimed upon seeing Zhao Yun, his eyes reddening as he clenched his fists tightly and growled through gritted teeth.
A child, using such despicable means, is simply inhuman!
"How could he be so heartless? How could he do this?" Zhu Clan said, her eyes red as she looked at the unconscious Little One. Tears that she had been holding back fell like rain, and she was too choked up to speak.
"What did the doctor say?" Zhu Wujie, having experienced many storms, knew what was most important.
"The injuries were all inflicted by a knife," Qing Luan said coldly, her face expressionless. "There were a total of nine wounds. The doctor said that if we had delayed any longer, not only would the knife wounds be fatal, but he could have bled to death... Fortunately, none of the wounds hit a major artery; otherwise, even the Great Immortal would have found it hard to save him."
"How could a child be so cruel?" Zhu Wujie wondered. Even if Qing Luan had a conflict with Prime Minister Huang, it shouldn't have led to such deep hatred.
"He was targeting me," she said without blinking, as if it had nothing to do with her.
" Luan'er, Prime Minister Huang has immense power; you shouldn't confront him directly. If anything happens to you, how will your mother survive?" Zhu Clan panicked upon hearing this and urged, "We should leave the capital! Once we are gone, he won't be able to do anything."
"It's useless," Qing Luan understood her mother's concerns but felt she had no choice but to disappoint her. "He has too much leverage over me. As long as I am alive, I can threaten the entire Huang Family. Would he let me go?" She wasn't naive; she understood the stakes involved. That was why she had been enduring and trying to keep Zhao Yun and Tide away from her. Yet unexpectedly, it still backfired and put Zhao Yun in danger.
"What... what should we do now?" Zhu Clan was frantic. She wanted to wait for her second daughter to return so they could be together as a family.
"The only way now is to bring down Prime Minister Huang; only then can our family be safe!" Qing Luan spoke calmly, but inside she was tumultuous.
Xuanyuan Rui, when will you return? If you don't come back soon, your great revenge will fall to someone else!
"No... you can't bring down Prime Minister Huang," Zhu Clan shook her head sadly after hearing her words.
"Why not?" Zhu Clan's pessimistic remarks puzzled Qing Luan, who furrowed her brows in confusion.
"Prime Minister Huang saved the current emperor's life," Zhu Clan revealed what she knew. Seeing everyone looking at her with suspicion, she quickly explained, "This isn't just my guess. Shortly after Luan'er was driven away, the Huang Family suddenly rose to power. Don't you find that strange?"
Huang was just a concubine born to a minor official's family, so she lacked the status to compete with her. However, one day, the Huang Family suddenly rose to prominence, holding a high-ranking position that others could only dream of.
"That's quite strange," Yun Yiqing, an insider with keen insight, understood that there was something more to it, though she didn't realize it involved the emperor's life.
"Mother, what is going on?" Qing Luan asked cautiously.
"I don't know the specifics either. I only remember that once when I was dealing with Chen Yan'er, that girl shouted, 'My grandfather saved the emperor's life. If you provoke me, I'll have the emperor kill you...' I was half-convinced at the time, but I took it to heart. Over the years, seeing how the Huang Family has thrived, I suspect Chen Yan'er might have been telling the truth..." This secret had been buried deep within her heart; she had never spoken of it.
Since the emperor wanted to keep this under wraps, revealing it would not only endanger the Chen Family but also the Zhu Family. If it weren't for Qing Luan's pressing inquiries, she wouldn't have divulged this secret.
Everyone fell silent at Zhu Clan's words, each person filled with doubts.
"Strange..." Yun Yiqing was the first to break the silence and voiced her confusion: "Prime Minister Huang saved the emperor; that's something that brings honor to the Huang Family. Why would the emperor want to hide it? He should be proud of it." Normally, if it were someone else, they would have boasted about it everywhere.
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What a terrifying downpour; it's flooding everywhere!
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