Speak then, his figure flickered, and he transformed into a shadow that vanished into the depths of the vegetation.
Yang Zhenshan watched him leave, lifted his head to gaze at the bright full moon, and a faint smile unwittingly emerged at the corners of his mouth.
A short while later, he returned to the main courtyard.
Yu Qingyi had already dressed and even taken out her sword, sitting in the central room.
Seeing Yang Zhenshan return, Yu Qingyi hurriedly approached, a questioning look in her eyes.
Yang Zhenshan shook his head slightly, "It’s nothing, an old friend came by!"
"Really?" Yu Qingyi asked.
Yang Zhenshan smiled, took the long sword from her hand, and handed it to Qingxia on the side, "Really, it was Chen Zhongshu, Chen!"
He knew he had to give Yu Qingyi an explanation, or it would be difficult for her to rest easy.
"Something big will happen in the Capital City tomorrow. I will dispatch all the guards from our residence. When the time comes, you just need to keep the family in order!"
"As for the rest, it’s a bit complicated to explain; you’ll understand when the time comes!"
While speaking, he pulled Yu Qingyi back to the bedroom.
"Will there be danger?" Yu Qingyi still asked with some concern.
Yang Zhenshan removed his clothes and lay in bed, "To say there’s no danger is impossible, but as for how much danger there is, wife, you must have confidence in your husband’s abilities!"
Innate Martial Artists!
Yang Zhenshan had faced them before!
But in the Capital City, it would be difficult for Yang Zhenshan to rank among the many Innate Martial Artists.
After all, many of the Innate Martial Artists in the Capital City had lived for over a hundred years, true antiquities.
Compared with them, Yang Zhenshan was undoubtedly too young, having stepped into the Innate Realm for too brief a period.
But this time, Yang Zhenshan was not up against the court’s Innate Martial Artists, so the danger shouldn’t be too great.
Chen Zhongshu didn’t he say, at the time, there would be other Innate Martial Artists holding down the fort at Chunzai Hall, so there was really no need to worry too much.
Moreover, even if he couldn’t overcome them, he could still run, and if things got really bad, he would flee into the Imperial City.
As long as he took refuge in the Imperial City, why fear that those old antiquities within wouldn’t make a move!
"The Capital City is filled with hidden dragons and crouching tigers, I’m just a little worried!" Yu Qingyi leaned against Yang Zhenshan’s chest and said softly.
Yang Zhenshan gently stroked her back and chuckled, "Don’t worry, the Capital City is not as frightening as you think!"
Yu Qingyi’s heart had probably been unsettled during this time period, especially since Yang Zhenshan arrived at the Capital City and had been living idly at home. Emperor Yanping ignored him, and Marquis Jing’an Mansion also gave him a cold reception.
Although Yu Qingyi didn’t say it, she certainly felt less secure than at Chongshan Pass.
"Mhm!" Yu Qingyi lightly responded.
Yang Zhenshan didn’t say anything more, just continued to gently stroke Yu Qingyi’s back.
The bedroom fell silent, Yu Qingyi closed her eyes, and Yang Zhenshan stared at the canopy over the bed.
It’s not just Yu Qingyi who felt unsettled; even he himself shared this sentiment.
When the birds are gone, the good bow is hidden; when the cunning hare is dead, the hunting dog is cooked!
Although he doesn’t believe things have reached this point yet, he still harbors such worries.
As a result, after returning to the Capital City, he stayed mostly at home and seldom went out.
Hiding the good bow isn’t a big deal; he could simply enjoy a life of leisure, and Yang Zhenshan was happy with being idle.
But what about the hunting dog being cooked?
Not now, but what about later?
The sovereign demands the minister’s death; the minister has no choice but to die!
Yang Zhenshan certainly doesn’t have such high-minded conviction!
If the sovereign demands the minister’s death, the minister will bring about the sovereign’s end!
He is not yet capable of such actions, but if he cannot confront the threat, he can still evade it. f.(r)eewe/bnov\ll.com
"Perhaps it’s time to arrange an escape for the Yang family. Whether it can be used or not, it’s always better to prepare in advance!"
"It’s always better to prepare before the rain than to scramble at the last moment!"
This is what Yang Zhenshan thought to himself.