C85

Chapter 85 - Summoning of His Majesty

Dozens of people surrounded the small courtyard. Each of them had a bow and arrows in their hands, sharp arrows flashing with a cold light as they aimed at Ye Yang and Luo Li.

A military general in his forties with a short steel beard shouted with a cold expression, "Thief Ye Yang, you stole the royal family's secret scripture, aren't you going to be executed?"

Suddenly being surrounded by a group of people, Ye Yang's face turned cold and asked the general, "Who are you? "He actually dares to behave atrociously in the prince's mansion!"

Ye Yang muttered in his heart. Logically speaking, the First Prince has an exalted status. Even if someone wanted to take someone from his residence, they shouldn't be so brazen as to be armed with a sharp weapon.

Ye Yang was the first to think of the First Prince. However, he immediately overturned his earlier thoughts. The First Prince was in a cooperative relationship with him, so it was unlikely that he would sell out.

The military official immediately said arrogantly, "I am the empress's former guard, Ling Feng. I followed orders to capture a thief. I advise you to surrender yourself and give up the fight."

"Insolent thief, you still dare to deny it. What you have is stolen goods, and you still want to quibble about it!" Ling Feng shouted furiously.

Ye Yang looked at the embroidered box in his hand and couldn't help but to let out a bitter laugh. This bunch of people really came at the right time.

"This is a gift from the First Prince to me. Since you've put it this way, you really aren't putting the First Prince in your eyes," said Ye Yang.

"Haha, don't take the First Prince to pressure me. I'm not afraid to tell you that the First Prince secretly created an inscription last night and brought him out. His Majesty is furious and has already imprisoned him!" Ling Feng said somewhat disdainfully.

"Now, no one can protect you anymore. I advise you to give up and give yourself up. Otherwise, kill him!"

Hearing Ling Feng's words, Ye Yang was shocked. He never thought that a rune could affect even the First Prince.

Since this person was known as the Empress Dowager of the Western Palace, then he could not possibly be the First Prince's mother. There was a high chance that he was the Third Prince's mother.

After understanding the formidable relationship between the two, Ye Yang immediately understood the purpose of their actions.

"Insolent thief, you have no sense of justice and dare to quibble. I will count to three, and if you still refuse to kneel and surrender, I can only kill you. Archers, prepare yourself!" Lingfeng shouted.

The bows in the hands of the archers instantly tightened as they aimed at the two of them. They only needed to wait for an order to shoot them down and turn them into hedgehogs.

Although dozens of arrows were aimed at her, Feng Qinger was not afraid at all. Instead, she took half a step forward. Looking at her posture, she actually wanted to use her body to block those arrows for Ye Yang at any time.

Seeing this group of archers, Ye Yang immediately felt troubled. If it was just him, he could completely ignore them as long as he activated the Dark Gold Body of Dragon and Elephant.

He was not afraid, but Feng Qinger was not able to do it, and he was not confident that he could handle all of the arrows shot by the dozens of people at the same time. If one or two escaped, the consequences would be unthinkable.

"Three!" Ling Feng did not even give him time to consider, and directly called out the number.

Ye Yang took a deep breath and coldly said, "Are you sure you want to kill us?"

"Two!" A hint of hostility flashed across the corner of Ling Feng's mouth. He ignored Ye Yang and continued to shout.

All of the archers aimed their bows at Ye Yang. However, they didn't wait for him to shout "one".

Ye Yang actually vanished and reappeared in an instant. However, the moment he appeared, he carried a person in his hand.

When they focused their eyes, they almost couldn't help but scream out loud because the one Ye Yang was carrying was their leader, Ling Feng.

The current Ling Feng was no longer as calm as before, and his eyes were filled with horror. At this moment, he had his throat grabbed by Ye Yang, and his feet left the ground, hovering in midair.

Ling Feng regretted it greatly. Before he came, the higher-ups had warned him that he had to be careful of Ye Yang.

Although this person appeared to be a warrior, he had the strength to wound a general.

When Lingfeng first heard it, he only heard it as a joke, but how could he believe the rumors on the streets?

But now, even if he regretted it, it was too late. Just now, although he didn't think that Ye Yang was that powerful, he still guarded against Ye Yang's escape and kept a close eye on him.

But even so, he suddenly felt his vision blur as a powerful hand instantly grabbed his neck.

A surge of vigorous primeval essence suddenly sealed all the meridians in his body, rendering him unable to exert the slightest bit of strength.

Ye Yang secretly wiped off his cold sweat. If it wasn't for yesterday's hard work and today's performance of "Phantom Mirage", he probably would've suffered a huge loss today.

Facing the circle of archers aiming at them, he raised the wind in his hand and smiled, "Now you can shoot your arrows. I have a good target here."

The group of people's faces immediately became ashen. Their leader was in the other party's hands, so how could they dare to shoot?

Seeing Ye Yang's fearless attitude, as long as they dared to shoot an arrow, Ye Yang would dare to use Ling Feng as a shield.

"You, you dared to kidnap an imperial officer, aren't you afraid of the nine families?" With great difficulty, Ye Yang squeezed his throat, his face turning purple from the cold wind.

"Command your subordinates to put down their bows!" Ye Yang said coldly.

"In your dreams!" Ling Feng gritted his teeth.

Ye Yang frowned. Just as he wanted to make things difficult for him, another person suddenly appeared outside the arena.

Ye Yang immediately recognized him. This was the Wu Wang expert who stopped him from fighting with the old Inscription Master the day before.

"All of you, put down your weapons!" The Wu Wang expert took out an order badge and shouted to the archers.

The moment the archers saw the token, they were all startled. They hurriedly put away their weapons and stood aside.

Seeing that everyone had kept their weapons, Wu Wang looked towards Ye Yang and said, "Let this man go, His Majesty wants to see you."

Ye Yang nodded and released Ling Feng.

The moment Ling Feng broke away from Ye Yang's hand, the restrictions on his body loosened. Today, he had shamed himself in front of his subordinates. He pointed at Ye Yang and said, "Little bastard!"

Before he could finish, Ye Yang had kicked him in the stomach and he was sent flying, crashing into a large tree several dozen feet away.

The powerful force caused the tree to be split into two. The half of the tree toppled over, crushing a small pavilion.

After colliding with the big tree, Ling Feng was sent rolling a few meters away before finally stopping. His eyes rolled back as he fainted on the spot.

Everyone stared dumbfoundedly at this scene. They had probably never seen anything like this in their entire lives. Many of them could only swallow their saliva with great difficulty.

However, surprisingly, the king level expert's face did not change at all. After everything calmed down, she slowly said, "Is it done? "Alright, let's go!"

"It's about time. Let's go." Ye Yang clapped his hands as if he had completed a trivial matter, and said this in a relaxed manner.

Right now, the First Prince's residence was no longer safe. Ye Yang brought Feng Qinger with him, but towards this expert, he pretended not to see it.

They slowly drove away. On the way, Ye Yang did not see anyone who belonged to the First Prince's residence, not even Wu Youlan.

The carriage made seven turns and eight turns before arriving at the inner palace. Ye Yang was a little surprised that they didn't arrive at the palace.

After entering the inner chamber, a maid led the two into a room. Ye Yang pushed open the door and entered.

The room was very simple. Other than a few paintings and calligraphy hanging on the wall, there was nothing else but a huge tea table on the floor.

A beautiful woman was currently pouring tea from a teapot to a man.

What surprised Ye Yang was that the lady was Wu Youlan. She had her head lowered, and was focused on pouring tea, but from her slightly trembling eyelashes, Ye Yang could tell that she was extremely nervous.

Ye Yang carefully sized up that man. His clothes were extremely ordinary, just like those of ordinary commoners.

He had thick eyebrows, a straight nose and a wide forehead. Even though he was only in his thirties, he gave off an extremely stable feeling.

"Emperor?" Ye Yang asked.

"Yes!" The man nodded.

"Pleased to meet you!" Ye Yang cupped his hands.

Wu Youlan was originally focused on pouring the tea, but suddenly her hand trembled, and a few drops of tea fell onto the table.

Wu Youlan was surprised and quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe it.

"It's indeed fortunate to meet you. Come sit," the Emperor smiled and pointed to the tea table.

Ye Yang did not stand on ceremony as he pulled Feng Qinger to sit with him.

The emperor looked at Feng Qinger as memories flashed past her eyes, but she quickly recovered. She passed a cup of tea to Ye Yang and said, "Come, have a taste of this tea."

Ye Yang took the teacup and lightly took a sip. A sudden fragrance filled his mouth and entered his stomach. This tea could actually slowly increase the flow of true energy.

Ye Yang knew that this was definitely a very expensive tea. However, Ye Yang didn't have much research on this and smiled, "Tea is good tea, but I still feel like I haven't drunk enough."

"Why?" This was the first time in so many years that someone had evaluated him in such a way.

"Tea is a noble luxury, and not something ordinary people like us can taste. No matter how good the tea is, it is a waste for us."

"However, the wine is different. Whether it's the emperor, the general, or the servants, they can all drink a few mouthfuls."

"We like our three or five good friends to eat and drink together, to point at the heavens and say whatever you want to say. Even if you've said what you wanted to say, you can still continue blabbering on."

The emperor didn't say anything as he listened quietly. He knew that Ye Yang still had more to say.

"Drinking will make one dizzy while drinking tea will only make one more clear-headed, making it easier to think, calculate, and control …"

"People like me in the wilderness, no matter how good the tea is, it is not suitable for me. Drinking it will only make it taste bitter and tasteless!"

Listening to Ye Yang's speech, the emperor smiled slightly and said with a profound tone, "Actually, even the noble general isn't born with it. Tasting tea is the same as well. As long as you slowly get used to it, you will one day fall in love with it."

Ye Yang shook his head. "I am a mountain villager after all. It is difficult for me to adapt to such an elegant art. I'm afraid the countless details in the tea making will give me a splitting headache."

"You really don't want to serve the imperial court?" The Emperor frowned.

"Forgive me for not being able to comply." Ye Yang nodded.

"You cheated me out of the secret scripture inscription, do you really think I don't dare to kill you?" The emperor was immediately enraged and a formless aura filled the entire room.