Gu Shuo carried Ye Qianning and walked down Sifang Mountain step by step. Zhan Yi seemed to have aged more than ten years for a moment. Zhan Chi supported him and almost fainted several times.
Zhan Chi was trembling, unwilling to believe the truth.
Qian Fu plucked the beads, and even though he had been practicing for many years, he still put aside his worldly affairs, family ties, and his granddaughter, who he didn't even care about properly, and just left like this.
Qian Fanji tensed her lips, Yuan Yintang was bound to die, and Concubine Yuan Gui had no chance of escaping.
Dark clouds gradually gathered on the horizon of Sifang Mountain, and it seemed that a heavy rain was quickly forming.
At the foot of the mountain, Emperor Beili personally led the imperial army to Sifang Mountain. The news on the mountain soon reached Emperor Beili's ears.
Ye Qianning is dead?
Really dead?
Although Emperor Beili was surprised in his heart, he did not feel any regret. He had committed a heinous crime by secretly abducting the prince out of the palace and causing the eighth prince to almost die in Sifang Mountain.
He deserves to die.
Even though he was dead, his anger over Ye Qianning's abduction of Sang Zhi out of the palace still remained.
"Your Majesty." Eunuch Li changed his voice.
Emperor Beili raised his eyes and saw a group of people coming down from the mountain. The person walking at the front was Gu Shuo. He was holding a little baby whose clothes were stained red with blood. Zhan Chi was holding Zhan Yi on the left, and Qian Fu and Qian Fan were on the right.
lonely.
He didn't stop when he saw this scene in his eyes, looking past the crowd to the back, looking for Sang Zhi's shadow among the people passing by.
Suddenly he saw a man dressed in black and mud, and his eyes flashed with joy. Fortunately, the Eighth Prince was safe and sound. Otherwise, if he had killed him, everyone in the General's Palace would not understand the hatred in his heart.
Eunuch Li saw Emperor Beili's expression in his eyes. He had been with the emperor for many years and his heart was like a mirror. He sighed slightly in his heart and did not dare to show anything strange.
"See your Majesty." Gu Shuo walked up to him and knelt down to salute.
Zhan Yi was heartbroken and did not dare to forget the etiquette of monarchs and ministers. He also knelt down and saluted.
Zhan Chi Qianfan knelt down silently and saluted without saying a word.
Emperor Beili just gave him a cold look and raised his feet to greet Sang Zhi who came down from the mountain.
Gu Shuo held Ye Qianning's hand tightly, his eyes so cold that it made people tremble.
Zhan Chi was about to stand up in anger, but Zhan Yi held him firmly down.
Zhan Chi was so angry that he grabbed the ground with his five fingers, holding the mud in his hands tightly, as if to express his anger and dissatisfaction.
Qianfu and Qianfanji were kneeling on the ground, eyes lowered, looking quite calm.
Sang Zhi stumbled around, only Ye Qianning could be seen.
"Lao Ba." Emperor Beili approached and changed his voice affectionately.
Sang Zhi didn't even look at it, and Emperor Yubei passed by, murmuring Ye Qianning's name.
Emperor Beili's hand froze in place, and he paused for a moment before taking it back. He turned his head and stared at Sang Zhi's back with a frown, his eyes deep.
Sang Yan happened to see this scene in his eyes. He was surprised and puzzled. He hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Father, my eighth brother suffered a lot of stimulation on the mountain and has not recovered yet."
"It's okay, I know he has been suffering these past two days." Emperor Beili said.
Sang Yan lowered his eyes, full of doubts.
Emperor Beili headed towards Sang Zhi.
Sang Zhi murmured and walked to Gu Shuo, staring at the pale face and raising his hand to touch it.
