But now, more than half a year had already passed, and he had finally left the capital city to return home, naturally, he must fulfill his promise.
Only after this matter was dealt with could he finally be at ease.
He had originally thought that transporting supplies would come with many difficulties along the way.
After all, Sikong Mo himself was trouble incarnate and there were plenty who did not want Sikong Mo to succeed in gathering supplies, assassination attempts should have been incessant.
However, Ye Jiu had come to deeply understand the effectiveness of the Sleeping Drug in his possession, so he wasn’t afraid at all.
Worse comes to worst, a single pill could take down everyone.
Despite that, after more than a month of travel, the journey had been extremely calm, without a single ripple.
Royal Residence Main Courtyard in Fengyang City
Madam Sikong once again took out the whistle in her hand and began to blow it.
But after a whole day of bitter waiting, there was still not a single response.
Frustrated, she furiously smashed the precious antiques on the display shelf one after another.
Days passed, and when nightfall enveloped everything in shadows, she, lying in bed already deep in sleep, suddenly felt someone embrace her from behind.
Madam Sikong turned around, her hand slapping the man’s face with a smack.
"Heh!" All she got in return was the man’s cold laugh.
With a sudden roll, Madam Sikong no longer had room to resist...
"Yunyun, once I betrayed my dearest brother for you, and now, I’ve lost everything I had left for you. I have nothing left, so, you’d better not betray me, because you can’t bear the consequences..."
After everything ended, the man withdrew and lay back openly on the bed.
"Qing Yan!" Madam Sikong’s voice was filled with anger, she hadn’t expected that this man would treat her this way.
Heh, so even the last person, who had been faithfully waiting by her side without complaints or regrets, had changed?
Indeed, how could there be someone in this world who never changes? Even she herself had changed, hadn’t she?
But she had no regrets.
"Qing Yan, don’t forget what you promised me. You agreed to help me deal with Sikong Mo," Madam Sikong’s frosty voice was devoid of any emotion, as if she was speaking of not her own flesh and blood but an enemy, the hatred in her tone made her sound even more like she was addressing a foe.
After all, the man she cared about the most had been killed by his hands, wasn’t he just an enemy then?
This time, the man did not respond immediately but put on his mask emotionlessly, rose from the bed, and stood up.
Before leaving, Qing Yan said, "Yunyun, do you know that for you, I drove my wife to death, dared not recognize my own son, and even made him hate me.
But in your heart, there is always only the existence of that man surnamed Rong.
Whether it’s me or the former Prince, we are just expendable pawns in your hands.
Tell me, when the day comes that I’m no longer of any use to you, will you deal with me the way you did with the Prince?"
The irony in Qing Yan’s eyes made Madam Sikong panic, "What nonsense are you talking about, Qing Yan? You promised to help me deal with Sikong Mo yourself, you must do it."
"I’m truly sorry then, I take back my word on this matter," Qing Yan stated.
Because every time she mentioned this matter, she was reminding him once again that she was using him for the sake of a man named Rong.
He had always thought that his Yunyun was heartless, yet, she could go to such lengths for that man surnamed Rong.
When he was alive, she married another man for him, and even after his death, she was still willing to avenge him at the cost of her own flesh and blood’s life!