The Grand Secretary's Pampered Wife Chapter 712.2: Truly a Father-Sabotaging Move!

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On the other side, the Emperor took a carriage and left the imperial palace.

He still only brought along a single coachman and Zhang Dequan.

The carriage moved slowly, as Shangguan Yan didn’t have a horse and was walking on foot. To avoid alerting her, the carriage followed from a distance.

The imperial palace had five gates in total. Entering through the front gate and sneaking out near the cold palace was just a matter of crossing a single palace wall.

The Emperor's face looked grim.

Zhang Dequan didn’t dare breathe loudly. Earlier, he had thought the former Crown Princess was in the cold palace mourning Empress Xuanyuan, but it turned out she was just sneaking out of the palace through a dog hole.

Shangguan Yan was wearing civilian clothes taken from the imperial mausoleum. She had been imprisoned there for years, and her food, clothing, and daily necessities were no different from that of commoners, even more shabby in fact.

Judging by her attire, she looked like an ordinary peasant woman. She didn’t even have a decent hairpin on her head.

Her shoes were also worn out, and Zhang Dequan could see the hole in the heel of her shoe.

Zhang Dequan felt a pang of sorrow. It was easy to go from frugality to luxury, but hard to return to frugality after luxury. For the Crown Princess to fall from grace so suddenly, the suffering and torment she endured were beyond what an ordinary person could imagine.

Zhang Dequan sneaked a glance at the Emperor.

It was said that the imperial family was the most heartless, and he wasn’t sure if the Emperor had any feelings of fatherly love left. All he could see was the Emperor’s face growing darker and his gaze colder.

Without a curfew in Shengdu’s inner city, the night was bustling, with several streets of shops open all night.

Shangguan Yan arrived at a relatively lively street.

“It looked like she was heading to a carriage rental shop.” Zhang Dequan commented.

“Follow her.” the Emperor said in a low voice.

The coachman steered the carriage forward, stopping directly across from the rental shop.

Their carriage was inconspicuous, and no one would guess that the person inside was the ruler of a nation.

After a while, Shangguan Yan came out, leading a fine horse.

The Emperor frowned and said, “She still knows how to buy a horse? Where did she get the money?”

When the former Crown Princess was imprisoned in the imperial mausoleum, she wasn’t allowed to bring anything valuable. Even the pearls on her shoes had been taken away.

Zhang Dequan went into the shop to inquire.

When he returned, his expression was hard to describe.

“What is it?” the Emperor asked in a low voice.

Zhang Dequan nervously handed over a gem he had retrieved, trembling as he gave it to the Emperor.

The Emperor recognized it immediately, “This is…”

Zhang Dequan awkwardly replied, "It, it should be the dragon eye... pried off from the coiling dragon pillar outside Your Majesty’s bedchamber."

The Emperor was so furious he nearly fainted!

Prying out the dragon’s eye in the imperial bedchamber, Shangguan Yan, you have a death wis.h.!.+

Zhang Dequan trembled, “S-should we bring Shangguan Yan back?”

The Emperor exerted great effort to restrain his urge to slap Shangguan Yan to death. Gritting his teeth, he said, “Keep following her. Zhen wants to see what she’s up to!”

What could Zhang Dequan do?

Keep following, of course.

Silently, Zhang Dequan clutched the quick-relief heart pills from the Imperial Advisor's Hall in his hand.

They continued tailing her, and not long after, Shangguan Yan entered an auction house.

This was one of the most famous auction houses in Shengdu, where anything could be traded. There was nothing they wouldn’t buy or sell, only things customers couldn’t bring.

This time, Shangguan Yan stayed inside a bit longer. When she came out, there was a black-clad death warrior by her side.

The Emperor’s face darkened, “She even bought a death warrior?!”

The State of Yan didn’t prohibit the trade of death warriors. The finest ones were exported to the other five countries, but the strongest were kept within the country.

“What does she need a death warrior for? To a.s.sa.s.sinate Zhen?”

Come to think of it, death warriors were much more expensive than a horse.

The Emperor sneered, “Go see what she used to pay this time.”

If he found out she pried out another dragon’s eye, he would really kill her!

"Yes." Zhang Dequan braced himself and entered the auction house.

This time, he stayed inside even longer than at the carriage rental shop. When he came out, his expression was even more difficult to describe than earlier.

The Emperor coldly glared at him, "Speak!"

Zhang Dequan took a deep breath, risking his life, and with eyes closed, pulled out a large piece of bright yellow fabric from behind him. Resolutely, he said, "It’s Your Majesty’s... underpants!"

The Emperor: "……!!"

In the dead of night, a thunderous roar, like a dragon's cry, echoed through the long street——

"I'm going to kill that wretch———!!"

......

Han Ye had been lurking outside Canglan Women's Academy for a long time. Only when he was sure the danger had pa.s.sed did he once again sneak into Linglong Pavilion.

Xiao Heng had already gone to bed.

Half-asleep, Xiao Heng was startled awake when the door latch was pried open from the outside.

He suddenly sat up in alarm.

A black-clad figure darted in, and the sword in the intruder's hand gleamed coldly, casting a sharp reflection on the bed curtain.

Xiao Heng fumbled for the black gunpowder b.a.l.l.s by his bedside.

In the blink of an eye, the black-clad figure turned around, swinging the sword to block Han Ye’s sudden attack.

Han Ye was taken aback.

Who was this?

The black-clad figure forcefully pushed Han Ye back, pulling Xiao Heng out from behind the curtains. Wrapping an arm around Xiao Heng’s waist, they leapt out of the window using qinggong.

Han Ye squinted at their retreating figures, "A death warrior? Humph, do you think you can escape like this? Tonight will be your demise!"

Han Ye gave chase.

When Han Ye had launched his attack on Xiao Heng just now, he hadn't used even thirty percent of his strength. It wasn’t surprising the death warrior managed to block it.

Now, Han Ye raised his internal force to seventy percent, easily catching up to the two.

Descending from the sky, Han Ye blocked their path, turning to face Xiao Heng with disdain, "Xiao Liulang, you can’t escape! You’d better surrender quietly!"

Xiao Heng looked strangely at the two black-clad figures who had appeared out of nowhere——one was here to kill him, and the other was here to save him.

But it was clear that the one trying to kill him had superior martial arts.

The death warrior didn’t give up, protecting Xiao Heng while engaging in combat with Han Ye. Before long, the death warrior was injured.

Realizing the situation was dire, the death warrior stopped fighting and fled with Xiao Heng!

Han Ye sneered, "Hah, you think you can escape!"

He leaped into the air, thrusting his sword toward Xiao Heng!

Just as the sword was about to strike, the death warrior suddenly twisted mid-air and hurled Xiao Heng into a pa.s.sing carriage.

Han Ye’s sword strike missed, and he slashed again!

This time, his strike sliced off the carriage’s roof. Not satisfied with just that, he slashed again from mid-air, cleaving the carriage in two.

With a loud crash, the carriage fell apart on both sides.

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In the suspenseful supernatural novel “Records of Mortals,” Jiang Baiyan, once a solitary and impoverished youth, finds refuge in the s.h.i.+ family of Chang’an due to his extraordinary bloodline. With his clear and captivating peach blossom eyes, this seemingly innocent young man conceals a fanatical and malevolent lunatic within. Destined to succ.u.mb to darkness amidst hards.h.i.+p and degradation, he becomes a harbinger of chaos.

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From what she knew of the plot, Jiang Baiyan was just a silent, timid, and often bullied pitiable character.

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Jiang Baiyan had never encountered someone like s.h.i.+ Dai.

After he had slaughtered all the evil creatures in the garden, the blood-stained young man, exuding a murderous aura, approached her step by step, his lips curling into a malicious smile, "Scared?"

s.h.i.+ Dai responded, “You’re really amazing! I applaud you until I spin like a spiral and fly around the moon three hundred times! And also——you have dimples when you smile!"

Jiang Baiyan: ...?

—

After seeing her at a lantern festival with another man, Jiang Baiyan lowered his eyes, his fingers twirling her hair. He said in a mocking and sinister tone, "The mansion in the western suburbs...if I hide you there, no one will find you, right?"

s.h.i.+ Dai replied, "Does it come with meals and lodging? Can I sleep in everyday? Oh, and your cooking is the best!"

Jiang Baiyan: ...?

—

Jiang Baiyan was supposed to dislike her, even hate her, but as their separation drew near, his eyes turned red and he grabbed her sleeve, pleading, "Don't abandon me, alri—”

s.h.i.+ Dai responded, "Alright, alright, I’ll only have you. Mwah."

Jiang Baiyan: ...?

He hasn't finished his lines yet though…