After becoming the villain

Chapter 249 "If Yan Dong is not dead, the world will not be in chaos"

"His Royal Highness is indeed very human now. Even Ling Zhi can't hide his aura."

"Ling Zhi, after all, I am already a ninth-level warrior now, and I have the blessing of [Celestial Spiritual Root]. Wouldn't it be too strange if I couldn't find you?"

As Yan Wulu spoke, he changed the subject and said -

"Why are you near my father's bedroom?"

"The secret message from the Northland needs to be reported to the king for processing."

"confidential?"

Yan Wulu muttered to himself, then calmly said -

"...Father needs to recuperate now, and has given me the full power to handle the affairs of the Northland, just give it to me."

Yan Wulu said, extending his right hand to the person bowing in front of him.

Ling Zhi hesitated for a moment...

But under Yan Wulu's intense gaze, he swallowed. The king valued the crown prince very much, and thought it would be a good idea to show the crown prince this confidential message.

Immediately, Ling Zhi respectfully presented the secret letter with both hands...

Yan Wulu took it with one hand.

The secret message was opened, containing information about the infiltration of some Northern Xinjiang agents who appeared in the North, as well as other trivial matters.

Ever since Wanyan Lingxu used thunderous means to turn the interior of Northern Xinjiang into a monolith, many Northern Xinjiang spies have tried to infiltrate into the interior of Beijiang.

When Yan Wulu took charge of Beidi, he was already used to it.

Clean up some, keep an eye on some, and contact some. Ling Zhi should know these countermeasures better than Yan Wulu.

"Ah."

Yan Wulu scolded lightly. In front of Ling Zhi, the blue-gold inner energy in his hand surged out and gathered, and the secret letter instantly turned into powder, "...I thought it was some confidential matter?"

"... Are these little things worthy of my father having to worry so much? Ling Zhi, are you exhausting my father to death?!"

"Ling Zhi doesn't dare!" Ling Zhi hurriedly knelt down to apologize.

For some reason, at that moment, Ling Zhi, a man who was used to big storms, was really shocked by the young prince in front of him, who was only in his early twenties.

"Your Highness, these secret letters are graded according to the king's instructions. Those of this grade must be shown to the king."

Lexus explained further.

Yan Wulu didn't mean to blame Ling Zhi too much, but instead gave instructions -

"Father needs to rest during this period. As for how he handles these things after he recovers, I don't care. But now, don't bother your father with these trivial matters, just handle them yourself."

"...After all, you have been the secret agent of Zhenbei Palace for many years. If you can't even handle these things, how can you stand up for your father alone in the future?"

"Ling Zhi understands." Ling Zhi bowed his head in response.

"My father has the full power to handle the affairs of the Northland. If my father didn't specially summon you during this period of time, if you have important matters, just come to me. Don't let my father bother you."

"Lexus obeys."

Seeing Ling Zhi's respectful response in front of him, Yan Wulu nodded slightly.

"Go back."

After finishing speaking, Yan Wulu put his hands behind his hands and continued to walk forward.

Ling Zhi was also ordered to resume Shadow Escape.

However, before leaving, he kept looking at the young prince in front of him quietly...

"Really, it looks more and more like the king back then."

Ling Zhi whispered to himself.

After saying that, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and disappeared into the shadows.

Attic in the distance.

Yan Dong was sitting on the window sill beside the railing.

He held a jug of fine wine in his right hand, and while drinking, he quietly watched the two people who had just had a brief exchange.

His hair was all gray now, and the black hair before was just a disguise.

In this battle at Purple Mountain, apart from the dead Xie Qixing, Yan Dong was the most seriously injured and the most drained of his energy.

But now, Yan Dong doesn't care about these.

He glanced at the wine in his hand.

"Come to think of it, how long has it been since I became King of Zhenbei?"

"...Lu'er, now he is becoming more and more majestic as a king."

Yan Dong muttered to himself and took another sip of wine.

He is very weak now, like a badly injured and wasted shell...

However, he cannot die yet.

At least, the powerful King Zhenbei cannot die yet.

He needs to make himself as invincible as ever.

Until a solid foundation in the North is established.

Sunset Moonrise.

Yan Dong's bun also turned black again.

The wine bottles in his hands changed one after another.

Servants have already entered several times carrying wine jars filled with fine wine.

Before his consciousness became blurred, Yan Dong vaguely saw Liu Mengyun's appearance again. It was exactly the same as when he first met her, without any change.

It's a pity that when Yan Dong stretched out his hand, everything disappeared instantly like a dream.

After all, the past cannot be pursued.

Yan Dong chuckled, fell drunk on the bed, and slept in his clothes.

……

The next day.

The team set off and left Jinling.

Although Yan Dong was very drunk last night, he felt very sober when he woke up in the morning.

When Yan Wulu, Yan Weiyu and others came to visit Yan Dong, they saw wine bottles and jars scattered everywhere, and they realized how much wine Yan Dong drank last night.

"Father, you..."

Yan Wulu frowned slightly and stopped talking.

Yan Dong also knew it in his heart, guessing that the other party was worried about his injury, so he started laughing for a while.

"Well, Lu'er, before I became a father, I could drink a thousand glasses of wine. It doesn't matter if I drink a little bit."

"Father, you... are too unjust!" Yan Wulu suddenly said.

"what?"

Yan Dong was a little confused.

Yan Wulu came closer, patted Yan Dong's shoulder directly, and continued: "Drinking is such a beautiful thing, but you don't even ask me, baby. It's really unjust to enjoy the wine alone."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Yan Dong laughed out loud, "Okay, when I return to Yanbeicheng and have a drink next time, I must call you Lu'er!"

"...We, father and son, will never return until we are drunk!"

Yan Dong laughed in agreement.

It suddenly occurred to him that this seemed to be the first time he had guessed wrong about his child's inner thoughts.

"You won't come home until you're drunk!" Yan Wulu responded with a smile.

Immediately, while chatting, he and Yan Dong went to the lobby together, preparing to leave Jinling.

Yan Weiyu quietly looked at the backs of the two father and son, feeling that both of them were very improper.

She sighed inexplicably.

Looking at the edge of a wine jar, he found that there seemed to be bright red blood.

She squatted beside the wine jar and traced the rim with her slender fingers.

Feel the sticky feeling between your fingers.

It was confirmed that it was blood.

Yan Weiyu's brows immediately knitted together...

……

Early morning.

It was just dawn.

Royal palace tower.

Headquarters of the Dragon Guard Division.

Since the death of Cao Xi, the governor of Dongchang, the current power of Dongchang is mostly controlled by the latest commander-in-chief of the Dragon Protection Division, the "Emperor".

The Dragon Guard Division was directly under the jurisdiction of the emperor.

But sometimes, the emperor would also have low energy.

The emperor often handed over the dragon protection department to a trusted clan member in the royal family as the commander-in-chief.

At the same time, in order to prevent the clan members from exerting too much control over the Dragon Guard Division, the clan members who serve as the commander-in-chief will be changed frequently.

Therefore, the Dragon Guard Division is generally the one with the most frequent changes of commander-in-chief among the six divisions.

The longest commander-in-chief did not last more than one year, and sometimes he could be changed three times within half a year.

As the saying goes, "the iron guardian of the dragon, the commander of flowing water."

At this moment, Qionglou Yuyu is dimly lit.

After the long case, a tall figure was looking carefully at the file in his hand.

Before the long case, several senior admirals of the East Factory came to report——

"'Your Majesty,' according to the report, King Zhenbei is leaving Jinling."

"Ah."

The voice fell.

The tall figure behind the long case put down the file in his hand.

Although the specific appearance is still hidden in the darkness and unclear, judging from his voice and tone, it is indeed the emperor who planned the "city gate interception".

"We are fully investigating the task assigned to us by the 'Emperor', but in the past ten days, we have not found any signs of serious injury to King Zhenbei."

The emperor heard the words.

His fingers slowly tapped on the long case.

"His Majesty said that King Zhenbei will definitely suffer irreparable serious injuries in a battle with Xie Qixing."

When several Dongchang admirals heard this, they couldn't help but secretly complain in their hearts.

I just feel that His Majesty the Emperor is telling lies.

Zhenbei Wang's lively appearance, as if he was "seriously and irreparably injured"?
"...His Majesty asked us to wait and gather all our strength secretly to kill Yan Dong. We must not let him return to the North."

The emperor spoke quietly, his words were astonishing.

Admiral Dongchang who was present suddenly turned pale and sweated profusely.

That feeling seemed to be saying "My lord, if you want us to die, just say so!".

Naturally, the emperor noticed the changes in the faces of these admirals...

He said calmly and confidently——

"Don't worry, everyone, the emperor's kindness is great."

"...If you really die in this battle, your parents will be my parents, and your wife and children...well, you don't have wives and children either."

The emperor was minding his own business and said what he had said many times before.

He originally wanted to say, "I will raise him for you."

But today there are finally some changes.

Several Dongchang admirals heard this and had different expressions.

Most of them don't have it, but some... they still have it.

However, when they heard the person in front of them talking to them like this, they felt as if their death was already a certainty.

The emperor didn't care about this, and waved them away gently.

The admirals saluted and then left.

The emperor quietly watched these people walking away, and suddenly he said -

"I'm afraid that when they return home, half of them will immediately pack up their belongings, leave their officials overnight and leave Jinling."

"It should be more than half." A figure suddenly appeared from behind the screen.

The figure came to the emperor's side and responded: "King Zhenbei is now so powerful that few people in this world dare to be his enemy."

"...It's a pity that our Majesty is one of those few people."

"Your Majesty does not want to be an enemy of Yan Dong, but wants to take Yan Dong's life!"

The emperor's words were still calm and confident.

He seemed to have infinite trust and firmness in the old emperor's decision-making.

"How is the contact between the ambushed troops?"

"Back to your lord, the troops are already in place, and they are all elite troops. However, to deal with masters like Yan Dong... we must have the help of masters in the world."

"...Almost all the forces of the Wulin League that Dagan can command have been buried in the Guangming Peak of the Western Regions, and Emei is now in a state of inseparability from the Wulin League."

"I don't want to hear about your difficulties, I just want results."

The figure was silent for a moment, then organized his words and said——

"Subordinate, we have gathered some peerless masters from some forces that have enmity with the North to help."

"Oh?"

The emperor heard it and felt curious, "Which forces? What masters?"

"The highest person of Penglai in the East China Sea, the supreme elder of Baihua Valley, the guard of the Iron Blood Sect, the god son of the Blood Spirit Sect, the leader of the Corpse Immortal Sect, the Xuannv of the Yuhua Sect, the head of the Chunyang Sect... …”

"The new wolf king of the northern Xinjiang wolf clan, the seventh of the eight ancient demon descendants of the demon clan, and... a one-armed man holding a broken sword."

The figure named a series of famous people from large sects and clans.

The emperor was stunned.

"King Zhenbei...has offended so many people?"

"Yeah." The figure confirmed.

Later, the figure added: "Of course, there is also the power of my prestige and appeal."

The emperor was stunned...

He has been in the world for many years, but he never thought that the name of the imperial court was so useful.

But soon, the emperor calmed down.

"Since I can have so many experts to help me when I'm going big, why worry about not succeeding?"

As he spoke, the emperor still looked calm and confident.

then……

The emperor began to talk to this figure again, his saying, "After your death, your parents will be my parents; your wife and children will be...".

Finally, after the figure rolled its eyes and secretly rolled its eyes to the sky, the emperor finally finished his speech and waved his hand to signal him to leave.

The figure bowed in salute and slowly retreated.

Walking in the corridors of the palace.

Pass through a large painted red pillar.

The figure suddenly transformed from an ordinary man into an incredibly beautiful beauty in fiery red robes.

The huge hood is placed on the back.

Tall and fiery.

Her red hair is as voluptuous as fire, her skin is as fair as snow, and her pair of amber-tinged red eyes make her extraordinarily beautiful.

There is black silk wrapped around the body. The silk floats automatically as if it has life...

Occasionally, there are a few hollows in the red robe, revealing his skin as fair as snow.

Yan Fei is holding a blood bead in his hand at this moment.

She glanced at the headquarters of the Dragon Protection Division behind her, and felt that the famous conspirator and the black glove of Emperor Daqian - "Emperor", wasn't being fooled by her as well?
These masters in the world have a part of their deep hatred towards Yan Dong, but more of it is obtained from the contacts accumulated by [Tingyun Pavilion] over the years.

Yan Fei thought.

She suddenly recalled the various miraculous operations of the emperor, as well as the few clichés that made his subordinates tremble with fear and lose their hearts. For a moment, she felt that it was difficult to live up to his reputation.

After thinking about it, Yan Fei felt that out of all the people he had come into contact with, the Prince of Zhenbei was the most interesting.

It's just a pity...

"As long as Yan Dong dies, the people of Northern Xinjiang will not dare to go south, and the Emperor Daqian will not dare to cut off his vassal. How can this world... be in chaos?"

"If the world is not in chaos and blood beads are difficult to refine, how can [Tingyun Pavilion] recreate the glory of [Star Reaching Pavilion]!"

Yan Fei said, walking and disappearing into the palace corridor.

……

(End of this chapter)