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Chapter 42
Nearly dawn, there was a faint red light in the sky of Jindu, and half of the sky against it was stained with a faint blood color.

It looked really weird.

But soon, the sky turned dark again, and dark clouds gathered.

The whole capital city was shrouded in darkness, and it was so foggy that it was hard to see clearly.

In Feng Yang's courtyard, there was a rustling sound from the blowing branches, carrying a tinge of coldness.

Ye Fugui, who hadn't slept all night, pushed the door open and entered, looking at his daughter's empty bed, feeling a sense of sadness in his heart.

A dull thunder resounded in the sky, accompanied by a flash of lightning, illuminating the dark night sky.

Ye Fugui sighed, and walked slowly outside. When he passed the corridor, he saw that the candlesticks placed there were almost burning, and there were still a few candles hanging on them, swaying and shining in the wind, emitting a faint shine.

"Crack!" "Crack!"

Bean-sized raindrops fell.

The rainwater hit the window paper, making a pattering sound, drop by drop, falling under the trees in the courtyard, splashing mud and flying in all directions.

Raindrops fell from the sky one after another, washing the entire Jindu.

At Beishikou not far from Ye Mansion, a few vendors who had just left their stalls were busy packing their things.

Pedestrians on the street are gradually thinning out, only a small carriage driving in the rain, looking extremely depressed.

"Quick, faster, don't stop."

An anxious low cry came from inside the carriage, and Ye Zhaoyan's voice was filled with urgency.

Her face was tense, looking extraordinarily dignified and ugly at the moment.

After coming out of Zhuo Wang's Mansion, the escorting chariots and horses traveled smoothly, but her heart did not calm down for a moment.

This road is full of weirdness.

Ever since she passed through the city gate, she has been feeling a prying aura surrounding her.

The breath was very subtle, but she was still aware of it.

It felt like a pair of eyes were watching her.

"Miss, it won't be too long. If you go any faster, the carriage may overturn." The groom driving the carriage was sweating profusely, with pea-sized beads of sweat appearing on his forehead, and he replied panting.

She opened the curtain of the carriage and looked out, only to see that the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and there were already a lot fewer pedestrians on the road.

Her eyes were tightly locked on the too quiet market under the rain, her face was extremely pale.

"Miss, don't look at it, it's useless to look at it again. The rain is too heavy, and you can't see the outside at all." The groom who was driving panted, with obvious panic in his tone.

Ye Zhaoyan withdrew his gaze, closed his eyes, and hid his face in his wide sleeves.

The wound that was simply bandaged began to ooze blood again due to the long journey.

Her head was dizzy, and her eyelids became heavy, as if a mountain was pressing on her shoulders.

After a day and a night of escaping and killing, her spirit has reached the critical point of exhaustion, all supported by the obsession in her heart.

If he falls down, he doesn't know how the Ye Mansion will change when he wakes up.

Thinking of this, Ye Zhaoyan didn't dare to hesitate any longer, suppressed the desire to sleep, and urged: "Go, continue on your way."

The groom heaved a sigh of relief and hurried on his way.

The bumping of the carriage made Ye Zhaoyan's body shake violently, and her stomach was overwhelmed. She gritted her teeth and forcibly endured it, so as not to faint.

"Boom~~~"

Suddenly there was a violent jolt, and the speed of the carriage slowed down.

A bullock cart crashed into the carriage Ye Zhaoyan was sitting on.

Fortunately, the carriage was strong enough and the carriage was thick enough. Although the shaft was damaged by the crash, it did not overturn.

"Miss, I can't see clearly in the rain! The carriage almost overturned, let's avoid the rain first!" the groom driving the carriage persuaded.

Ye Zhaoyan was about to speak when there was a faint sound.

She closed her eyes and held her breath, and it seemed that there were chaotic footsteps coming through the thick rain.

Gritting her teeth, she opened the curtain and jumped out of the carriage.

At this time, the rain has become extremely fierce.

The rainwater slid down the roof of the carriage and fell to the ground, forming strings of crystal clear water splashes.

Ye Zhaoyan stepped out of the carriage, looked up at the sky, and a bolt of lightning pierced the night sky.

The dark clouds in the sky seem to be grasped by a pair of big hands, covering the entire sky.

The surroundings were extremely silent, the rain washed on her face, it was icy cold, and her mind seemed to be frozen for a moment.

Ye Zhaoyan looked at the road less than [-] meters ahead, and could barely see a blurry outline.

That is the direction to Ye Mansion.

However, the two-mile road was separated by a heavy rain curtain, like a moat.

She took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the trembling all over her body, pulled out her long sword, cut off the noose that was pulling the carriage, and got on the horse.

There was a loud "bang", and the car that had been detached from the noose hit the ground with a loud noise, which made the horse neigh in terror, spread its hooves and galloped forward desperately.

The car tilted, and everything inside rolled to the ground.

"Miss, what are you doing?" Seeing this, several guards in the carriage got out of the carriage and chased after her.

Her figure became smaller and smaller in the rain, as if being swallowed up.

Before Ye Zhaoyan rode the horse for a long time, a fierce murderous intent enveloped her in front of her, making her hair stand on end.

This breath made her feel very familiar, she suddenly looked up and was stunned.

A burly and tall man stood under the rain, holding a long gun, with a cold and solemn expression.

Ye Zhaoyan's face turned pale all of a sudden, and his whole body froze in place.

How could it be him.
Her head was dizzy for a while, and she felt her body trembling slightly.

She knew this person, the deputy commander of the Ye family's guards, Ye Yunfei.

One of the six masters of Ye Mansion, his strength is not bad.

"Commander Ye, why are you here?" Ye Zhaoyan uttered a word awkwardly.

"Zhaoyan, long time no see, don't you come here?" Ye Yunfei pointed the pistol at Ye Zhaoyan, and there was no warmth on his stern face.

"Commander Ye, did you follow the orders of the Ye family to arrest me?" Ye Zhaoyan said coldly, holding the long sword in his hand.

Ye Yunfei didn't speak, but raised the spear in his hand above his head, pointing at Ye Zhaoyan from afar.

A sense of desolation, despair and anger surged in Ye Zhaoyan's heart.

In this world, apart from members of the Ye family, no one can order Ye Yunfei to do anything.

Unless he betrayed.

"Since Commander Ye is unwilling to answer, I won't force you." Ye Zhaoyan suppressed all the emotions in his heart, and said coldly: "However, I still want to remind Commander Ye that you should be clear about the consequences of betraying the Ye family."

Ye Yunfei sneered and mocked: "Zhaoyan, you are really naive, do you think you can threaten me?"

When Ye Zhaoyan heard this, a gleam of coldness shot out from his eyes, he clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand, gritted his teeth and said, "Since Commander Ye said so, there is no need for us to talk any more."

After she finished speaking, she raised her sword, turned over, swept over the horse's back and stabbed at Ye Yunfei.

Ye Yunfei didn't expect that Ye Zhaoyan would dare to attack him. With a twist of his wrist, the spear in his hand turned into a shooting star and stabbed towards Ye Zhaoyan.

Ye Zhaoyan's pupils shrank, and he quickly dodged sideways, and the spear brushed past her arm.

She only felt a burning pain in her arm, and blood flowed down her arm, soaking her clothes.

Ye Yunfei's marksmanship is very powerful, his moves are concise and clear, and he attacks with precision when he makes a move, leaving no room for error.

A cold light flashed in her eyes, and with a shake of her right arm, Ye Yunfei was pushed back, and while he was standing still, she bullied him again.

A look of surprise flashed across Ye Yunfei's eyes, looking at the girl in front of him, there was a trace of solemnity in his eyes.

This time Ye Zhaoyan shot faster, the long sword in his hand seemed to be alive, and every move was full of domineering and fierce power.

Her sword was sharp and fast, and she completely disregarded defense, exposing her weakness to the opponent. Ye Yunfei's spear had no time to stop, and it was about to approach Ye Zhaoyan's chest, so she had to dodge hastily.

"Pfft."

A drop of blood dripped into the ground, and a small flower bloomed on the muddy and wet soil.

The point of the gun brushed against Ye Zhaoyan's left shoulder, piercing a deep wound, and blood flowed out instantly.

Ye Zhaoyan took advantage of the situation and stabbed the long sword towards Ye Yunfei's chest, the tip of the sword obliquely sank into his chest because of the opponent's sudden retreat.

Blood flowed out from the wound, quickly staining the ground red.

"you"

His face was as pale as paper, staring at the long sword stained with blood.

He couldn't believe that Ye Zhaoyan was so upright, he would rather hurt one thousand enemies and eight hundred.

He had to admire the courage of this woman.

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