"Eres una persona inteligente y sabrás qué hacer.

Su Majestad está furioso ahora...

oí que también ha sido herido.

Sus mandatos en un momento como este pueden ser poco prudentes.""Es difícil para mí mantenerme calmo, pero no te obligaré a perder la cordura.

Si pierdes la cabeza, beneficiará a nadie, ni a ti mismo, ni a los funcionarios y ciudadanos de la gran Qìngguó, ni al emperador," dijo Tàifēi con su cuerpo inclinado y moviendo la cabeza."Entiendo, pero esto es un desafío al mandato imperial..." Ye Zhiwu miraba el cabello enmarañado del rostro de Tàifēi.

"Soy un súbdito de Qìngguó y tengo el deber de capturar a quienes violan la ley o traicionan.""No es útil hablar de estas cosas," dijo Tàifēi, cansado, mientras movía su caballo hacia el sur por el camino.

"Esto ya está hecho.

Ahora, no te preocupes por lo que venga después."Los soldados habían expulsado a los pasantes y transeúntes que estaban bajo las ventanas y en la acera, mirando con atención al gran vehículo negro que se alejaba lentamente hacia el sur.

Algunos pasajeros mostraron expresiones de tensión, emoción, confusión e inquietud.Ye Zhiwu miró con indiferencia el vehículo negro disminuir su velocidad y alejarse del Gran Mercado.

Su corazón se sentía extrañamente pesado.

Habían cumplido con la misión de llevar a Tàifēi de vuelta a la capital, pero su corazón no se relajaba.

Aunque había evitado perseguir a los jinetes negros y a los oficiales del Departamento Uno que habían defraudado al emperador, sabía lo inminente de la furia del emperador en el palacio.

La piedra fría y pesada que se sentía en su corazón era la actitud calmada pero amenazadora de Tàifēi durante todo este camino.Los transeúntes, después de ser empujados por los soldados a las aceras laterales, observaban silenciosamente el vehículo negro.

Simplemente pudieron adivinar quién era la persona importante dentro del vehículo y pasaron por diferentes emociones en sus rostros.Ye Chong knew that it wasn't he who had brought Fan Xian back to Kyoto, but that Fan Xian had followed him back to Kyoto.

What chilled him was that Fan Xian had no intention of entering the palace to meet the Emperor, and no matter whether Fan Xian was angry or accusing the Emperor, or explaining something to him, it was more comforting than Fan Xian's current indifference.That indifference actually implied anger and suppression, as well as a disregard for the imperial power.

Ye Chong didn't know why Fan Xian had the audacity to do so, but he was clear that the cold war between the Emperor and Fan Xian had just begun.The Emperor, who was recovering from his injuries, might be waiting in the palace for his illegitimate son to come and explain something or make a fuss, but Fan Xian...

had completely dashed the Emperor's expectations and predictions.Ye Chong slowly lowered his head, thinking about Fan Xian's calm and powerful words outside the residence of the Taiping, and could no longer help but shake his head.

Because Fan Xian's cold and forceful pressure, he had been forced to give in, which proved that Fan Xian had already possessed the strength to confront the Qinguo army head-on.

Such strength also added many variables to the relationship between the Emperor and Fan Xian.

Ye Chong could even guess the Emperor's and Fan Xian's thoughts: The Emperor would never take the initiative to issue an edict to let Fan Xian enter the palace.

He would wait for Fan Xian to enter the palace on his own, and Fan Xian would also wait for the man on the Dragon Throne to speak first.This was what was called attitude, intention, and the will to compete.

The basis of this competition was the comparison of strengths, as well as the extreme coldness of both sides' hearts.

Who would move first.Ye Chong took a deep breath, and his expression returned to calm, and with a quick movement of his horse's belly, he prepared to go to the palace to report.

About this war between father and son, he, as a subordinate, could not interfere.

The reason why the Dingzhou army intervened was because the Emperor had issued a decree, and obviously, the Emperor's attitude towards Fan Xian, as an illegitimate son, was completely different from that of those other sons.As the head of the Qinguo military, Ye Chong only hoped that this war would end peacefully.

Or, at least, end as soon as possible, so that it would not be as chilly and uneasy as the autumn rain these past few days.The horse carriage stopped at the entrance of Fan's mansion in the south, and the streets were quiet, and the two stone lions at the entrance of the mansion were staring intently at the people passing by, full of anger and uneasiness.

The heavy doors were immediately opened, and several guards with knives rushed out from inside and stood in front of the carriage.Fan Xian salió del carruaje.

No prestó ni la menor atención a Yinchun que estaba en el yin, sino que miró alrededor de manera casual y fácilmente notó que había muchos espías vigilándolo.