Impeachment will make me stronger, and I will be invincible on the road to death.

Chapter 422 Serious wear and tear

Not only him, but also the assassin's expression changed drastically.

They thought Yang Yanzhang was just an ordinary rich man with a noble status.

That's why they launched a sneak attack without restraint!

But now, Yang Yanzhang's strength shocked them!

If Yang Yanzhang hadn't been severely depleted of strength, I'm afraid these assassins would have been killed long ago.

But now, the opposing cavalry arrived.

They can only run away!

Several assassins rushed into the distance desperately.

Yang Yanzhang couldn't help shouting.

His body shook and finally fell to the ground.

This time, Yang Yanzhang could no longer hold on.

The whole person fainted.

Before he fell into coma, he seemed to hear a group of people galloping towards him, then picked him up, carried him on his back, and left quickly!

Yang Yanzhang had a faint smile on his lips.

His body is indeed weak and weak.

Even with martial arts cultivation, he still couldn't resist the sneak attacks of those assassins.

"I hope I can survive this time!" Yang Yanzhang muttered to himself and closed his eyes.

Yang Yanzhang felt that he had slept for a long time.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on the bed.

"Hey, where is this?"

Yang Yanzhang was extremely confused.

"Your Highness, you are finally awake!" came a voice.

Yang Yanzhang turned his head and looked around, suddenly trembling with fear.

He saw two attendants in armor standing next to his bed.

One of them is the scribe in blue shirt!

"Who are you? Why did you catch me here?" Yang Yanzhang asked warily.

"Your Highness, this servant is the chamberlain in the palace. On His Majesty's orders, I came here to take care of Your Highness." The blue-shirted scribe bowed slightly and said.

Yang Yanzhang frowned.

In his memory, there seemed to be no impression that there was a chamberlain in the palace.

This profession is very special.

Responsible for taking care of the daily chores of the royal family and nobles.

Any powerful royal family member would always be surrounded by such a group of people.

Such people are respected as chamberlains.

The chamberlain is more like the ears of the royal family, used to collect intelligence and find out news.

"My king is in weak health and usually does not need a chamberlain to serve him." Yang Yanzhang said in a deep voice.

"Haha." The blue-shirted scribe chuckled and said, "Your Highness has misunderstood. This servant is only responsible for taking personal care of His Highness, not to help His Highness bathe, wash, and change clothes."

"So, this eunuch is not specifically serving this king?" Yang Yanzhang frowned slightly.

"Yes." The blue-shirted scribe nodded: "This servant is responsible for serving His Highness's food and daily life."

"Hmph, hypocritical!"

Yang Yanzhang snorted coldly and said, "I just saw you stabbing me thirteen times."

The green-shirted scribe was startled, then immediately knelt down and explained: "Your Highness, forgive me! This is because Your Majesty gave our family thirteen Night Spirit Pills. That's why I couldn't wait to take His Highness's life."

Hearing this, Yang Yanzhang looked strange.

He vaguely guessed something.

"Your Highness, Your Majesty has sent a slave here. In addition to taking care of your food and daily life, he also has to monitor your behavior. If you make any move, the slave will not hesitate to kill you directly!" The blue-shirted scribe said seriously.

When Yang Yanzhang heard this, he became furious!

"You bunch of bastards!"

"How dare you threaten me! I am the Crown Prince of Qi. How can I allow you to humiliate me?"

The sword was unsheathed, and the cold light flashed, reaching the green-shirted scribe's neck. "Your Highness, why are you doing this?"

The green-shirted scribe retreated sharply to avoid Yang Yanzhang's fatal blow: "This slave is also acting under orders. Please forgive me, Your Highness!"

Yang Yanzhang snorted: "Even if I die, I will not let you control me!"

Yang Yanzhang pulled out his sword.

Swinging wildly, he swept everything that could be used in the room to the ground.

All kinds of porcelain, jade, and furnishings in the room were smashed into pieces.

"Your Highness, please calm down!" The blue-shirted scribe said anxiously: "Now, you are just an ordinary person, how can you defeat His Majesty? Such actions will only speed up your death!"

Yang Yanzhang snorted and continued to chop randomly in the room.

Of course he knew these things.

However, he will never allow others to control his life and death!

What's more, he is a prince!

Tianhuang noble man!

Just assassins and imperial guards, just want to control him?

It’s just wishful thinking!

After a while, there was nothing left to use in the room.

Yang Yanzhang stopped his movements and said with a gloomy expression: "Even if I die, I don't want to be manipulated by others!"

"Your Highness, don't be stupid!"

The blue-shirted scribe tried to dissuade you: "If you insist on doing this, His Majesty will definitely be furious!"

"When the time comes, you will definitely not be able to escape death. Instead, you will kill thousands of people in Prince Qin's palace!"

Yang Yanzhang narrowed his eyes and said, "You mean, as long as I cooperate obediently, I can save thousands of people in Prince Qin's palace?"

"Yes." The blue-shirted scribe said: "Although His Majesty is angry, because your parents died young, as long as His Majesty is willing to bow his head, he should be able to spare your life."

Yang Yanzhang was silent.

The blue-shirted scribe was right.

Now, Yang Yanzhang is alone and imprisoned in the Qin Prince's mansion.

Even if he wanted to cause trouble, he wouldn't have a chance.

Instead of doing this, it would be better to agree to the Qingshan scribe first and protect the thousands of people in the Qin Palace from disaster.

"Okay, I promise you." Yang Yanzhang said.

"Your Highness is wise!" said the blue-shirted scribe: "Your Highness, don't worry. After Your Majesty passes away, my servant will naturally send you back to your home and report to Your Majesty to forgive your sins."

"Who knows before His Majesty dies?"

Yang Yanzhang scoffed.

Now this war has begun.

Who will win and who will lose is yet to be determined!

Just one word from a blue-shirted scribe can keep him safe?

How could Yang Yanzhang believe it.

What's more, even if the emperor can pardon him before his death, he will still die after he returns!

Yang Yanzhang didn't want to die.

Therefore, he must plan an escape plan!

Only by escaping can we find opportunities and take revenge!

Yang Yanzhang stared at the scholar in blue with cold eyes: "Who are you? Why do you insist that it was my father who sent you to spy on me?"

"Your Highness, there is no need to worry. Since I have chosen to seek refuge with you, I will not lie to you." The scribe in blue shook his head and said, "As for whether His Majesty wants to monitor you, I don't know."

"I only know that this is His Majesty's personal order!"

"In addition, His Majesty has told me not to harm Your Highness."

"Did I do something wrong in this matter?" asked the scribe in green shirt.

Yang Yanzhang took a deep breath and said, "You all go down."

"Your Highness, why is this?" The green-shirted scribe asked in surprise.

"Do you still want to stay here to eat?" Yang Yanzhang asked.

"My servant obeys the order." After hesitating for a moment, the blue-shirted scribe left the room with his guards.

(End of this chapter)