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nChapter 1164: The Ending (13)

nTranslator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

nYan Huaijing was stunned.

nIn the past few days, he had been studying knowledge related to the Sacred Clan. He had read all the biographies and ancient books and even asked Jun Chang’an to ask Shadow Thirteen about many things about the Sacred Clan. Of course, he understood what kind of existence the Saint King was.

nPowerful, terrifying, and invincible!

nHowever, the Young Master Manor not only captured the Saint King, but also four? This… how could this make sense?

n“Who caught them?” Yan Huaijing asked.

nJun Chang’an said, “I’m not sure about that. Shadow Thirteen didn’t say much, but I think they must have some secret expert! As for the interrogation, I think it should be Prince Yan’s doing.”

nHitting people was a laborious job, but interrogating people was a brain job. Jun Chang’an didn’t know who the former was, but he was sure that if there was only one person in this world who could pry open the Saint King’s mouth, then this person must be Prince Yan.

nThis was the first time Yan Huaijing had clearly felt the gap between him and Yan Jiuchao. It turned out that he was destined to lose to him from the beginning. Not to mention his and Yan Jiuchao’s strength, his father had not beat Yan Jiuchao’s father before.

nBack then, it was Prince Yan who did not want the throne of the Great Zhou. Otherwise, what did his father have to do with it?

nWith Prince Yan’s talent and intelligence, he was not worried that he could not clear his name, let alone ascend the throne. His father was a good emperor, but in terms of scheming and methods, he was still far inferior to Prince Yan.

nYan Huaijing suddenly fell into a chair dispiritedly. “Chang’an, do you think… we were wrong to join forces with the Young Master Manor? Perhaps the ones who really threaten the Great Zhou are not the Sacred Clan, but the Young Master Manor?”

nJun Chang’an comforted him. “Your Highness, don’t think too much. The father and son aren’t interested in the throne. Your Highness, lower yourself and seek Yan Jiuchao’s forgiveness for the mistakes you committed in the past. Don’t make things difficult for the Young Master Manor anymore and don’t be jealous of Yan Jiuchao. I think they won’t make things difficult for Your Highness.”

nYan Huaijing clenched his fists. “You want me to beg him?”

nJun Chang’an said earnestly, “After all, you were in the wrong first, right? As the Emperor, he can tolerate evil, let alone the hero who protected the entire Great Zhou. This time, we still have to rely on the power of the Young Master Manor to deal with the Sacred Clan. Your Highness, you can’t make another mistake.”

nThe reason why things got out of hand this time was because Yan Huaijing was unwilling and wanted to snatch what belonged to Yan Jiuchao. Would Yan Jiuchao let his wife and children be snatched away? Yan Jiuchao would rebel!

nIn order to prevent Yan Jiuchao from rebelling, Yan Huaijing listened to the suggestion of the Sacred Clan and silently bought a group of mercenaries. In the end, he led a wolf into his house.

nBack then, they had agreed on ten thousand mercenaries, but what they got from the Saint King was a hundred thousand troops.

nThose were not ordinary soldiers, but the holy army of the saints. Every one of them had the strength of sacrificial soldiers. It was not a problem for them to fight a hundred alone. So was this an army of 100,000? This was comparable to more than a million troops!

nThe entire Great Zhou’s military strength added up to only a million. Moreover, many of them still had to guard the borders. If they really mobilized the entire country’s military strength to fight the saint army, not only would the Great Zhou’s borders fall, but the country would also fall into chaos.

n“I… I didn’t know the situation would be so serious…” Yan Huaijing also regretted it. He only wanted to destroy Yan Jiuchao’s power and never thought of causing the Great Zhou to suffer.

n“Your Highness, do you really not know, or do you realize that those people are unreliable, but you still have a trace of hope?” Before Yan Huaijing could refute, Jun Chang’an bowed. “I’ll go pack my things. In this battle, Your Highness will go to war on behalf of the Emperor!”

nThis was conveyed by Shadow Thirteen. It was not a request, but an order from Prince Yan.

nThis was a tough battle. The Emperor was bedridden and sick, and the Regent could not appear in front of others. The only person who could use it to boost morale and reassure the people was this crown prince in name.

nPrince Yan wanted to go to war personally, but the royal court was very important, and the rations at the back were also very important. If he really went and left Yan Huaijing here, who knew if there would be a shortage of rations halfway through the battle?

nPrince Yan’s high standards caused Yan Huaijing’s character and ability to not catch his eye.

nHowever, if he really let him out, he was also worried that he would ruin things. It was no wonder that Prince Yan did not trust Yan Huaijing so much. It was really because this mess was caused by Yan Huaijing.

nIn Prince Yan’s opinion, it was not scary for people to have desires. What was scary was that desires would consume their brain.

n“Your Highness, the Crown Princess Consort requests an audience,” Uncle Wan reported.

n“Why is the Crown Princess Consort here?” Prince Yan asked.

nUncle Wan recalled Han Jingshu’s words and said, “The Crown Princess Consort said that after the Crown Prince went to war, she was worried about her safety and wanted to stay in the Young Master Manor to protect her.”

nThis meant that she had volunteered to enter the manor as a hostage.

nIn order to prevent Yan Huaijing from doing something irreversible when he was muddle headed at the front line, Han Jingshu stayed in the Young Master Manor with her two months of pregnancy.

nOnce Yan Huaijing betrays, the Young Master Manor will kill Han Jingshu immediately!

n“You don’t have to do this!” Outside the Young Master Manor, Yan Huaijing stopped Han Jingshu, who had alighted from the carriage. “I won’t do anything stupid! You go back to the Crown Prince Manor! Or the Prime Minister Manor!”

nHan Jingshu stroked her slightly bulging stomach and looked at the towering Young Master Manor. She smiled and said, “The most powerful experts in the capital are all in the Young Master Manor. If I move in, no one will be able to hurt me unless the Crown Prince makes a mistake. If the Crown Prince makes a mistake, no one will be able to save me.”

nThis meant that she was not giving Yan Huaijing a way out. Even if Yan Huaijing wanted to save Han Jingshu before he did anything bad, he couldn’t because the experts of the Young Master Manor… were too heaven-defying.

n“Your Highness, take care. The child and I will wait for Your Highness’s triumphant return.” Han Jingshu bowed piously to Yan Huaijing. “Goodbye, Your Highness.”

nXiao Manor.

nXiao Zhenting also planned to go to war as a commander. Unlike the time when he went to the southern border to demonstrate and force Nanzhao to hand over Prince Yan, this time, he was really going to the battlefield again.

n“I didn’t have enough of the Xiongnu back then!” Xiao Zhenting smiled and opened his arms, letting Shangguan Yan put on the armor for him. This was armor passed down from the ancestors of the Xiao Manor. He once didn’t have the money to treat Yan Jiuchao and sold it. After that, Yan Jiuchao snatched it back.

nThis was the only gift Yan Jiuchao gave him, and it was also the heaviest gift.

n“Conger brought it back for me!” Xiao Zhenting patted his armor to show off.

n“I know! I know! You said this every day, my ears have become calluses!” Shangguan Yan glared at him, but her heart was sour and sweet. It was not easy to untie the knot in Cong’er’s heart. Since Cong’er could send this armor back, it could be seen that Conger had already accepted this man. He had not sacrificed for nothing all these years, right?

nHowever, when she thought about how he was going to war and facing an enemy she had never heard of, her heart could not help but beat wildly.

nXiao Zhenting hugged her. “Don’t worry!”

nIf I really can’t come back, go back to Prince Yan. Our son liked him too. It shouldn’t end up like Cong’er and me, but even so, I think Cong’er and I are quite good. I like that kid.

n“What are you doing?’

n“Aren’t you afraid ofme?’

n“Why should I be afraid ofyou?’

n“Nothing. You’re very bold. ”

n“Ofcourse! Is there fish here?’

n“Yes.”

n“Then show me!”

nThe scene of seeing the young Jiuchao for the first time flashed across Xiao Zhenting’s mind. The other party’s childish voice seemed to be echoing in his ears, and he suddenly smiled.

nXiao Zhenting went to hug his son again. His son, who was always crying from fear, actually lay obediently in his arms this time. He looked at him and did not cry..

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