Chapter 41 It’s over, it’s over

"What's inappropriate? You are my wife now, we are a family, and we are the closest people to each other in the world." Yang Chong stretched out his hand and stroked Jingwei's pretty face. Even though he had tasted everything about her last night, even though he knew that she was a killer of Luowang and had a deadly poison, he still felt a restlessness burning in his heart.

But I am not a lustful person. Jiang Nu has been my bedside maid for a year, and I never touched her. Yan Lingji is a great enchantress who calls me brother in a coquettish voice all day long, but I haven't done anything inappropriate to her, right?
I just compromised and sacrificed my appearance just to survive, I had no choice but to do this. Yang Chong thought to himself, but he no longer felt any burden in his heart.

In front of Jingwei's eyes that could reflect his own shadow, Yang Chong continued, "The martial arts I practice is called Nine Yin Manual, which is a kind of... well, a very strong martial arts. To be precise, it's not one kind, but a set of martial arts involving internal strength, martial arts, body movements, illusions, etc."

"Nine Yin Scriptures? Is my husband a disciple of Taoism?" Jingwei asked in surprise. Nine Yin, Nine Yin, it seems that only Taoists or people from the Yin-Yang school would use such words.

“No, the Nine Yin Scriptures is our Yang family’s inherited martial art.” Yang Chong explained, but his palm had already moved downwards uncontrollably until he grasped one point, and then he felt a sense of fulfillment and solidity.

"Is he so powerful?" Jingwei held down Yang Chong's mischievous hand and showed a look of shock mixed with a little admiration.

"Of course." Yang Chong said, and then called out "Madam".

In Jingwei's slightly flustered eyes, Yang Chong had already leaned over, kissed Jingwei's delicate forehead, and said, "My lady, I miss your smell a little bit."

Before Jingwei could respond, Yang Chong had already kissed her slightly open lips. In the midst of the attack, Jingwei's weak hands were pressed on both sides of her cheeks. She looked at Yang Chong, who was leaning in front of her, with a pair of resentful eyes. For a moment, she didn't know what to say and just felt a little strange.

While Yang Chong was immersed in the land of tenderness last night, Yang Lin and his son, who were hundreds of miles away, were in a completely different mood.

Yang Chong had been away for a long time and considering the incident at Dalong Mountain, Yang Lin couldn't help but worry, so he sent people to Weijiazhuang. It would have been fine if he hadn't sent anyone, but as soon as he sent someone, something bad happened.

The person sent did not dare to enter Weijia Village at all, but he also brought back a piece of news from outside Weijia Village.

The entire Weijia Village was blocked off. The person sent saw someone escaping from Weijia Village, but it turned into wreckage in an instant.

The hell-like scene made the man dare not enter Weijia Village at all. He fled back in a panic and brought this news to Yang Lin.

"Variables, variables, how could such a disaster happen in Weijiazhuang?" After sending away the confidant who reported the news, Yang Lin, who seemed rough but was actually quite scheming, could no longer hide his anxiety.

Of course, Yang Lin’s anxiety was not because he was worried about Yang Chong’s life or death, but because he was worried that something unexpected would happen to Yang Chong, which would cause unnecessary changes to the plan he had been planning for nearly twenty years.

"Father, if you ask me, Yang Chong is dead, so be it. His identity has been confirmed anyway. Even if he is dead, it will not change that." Qi Fu said with a hint of satisfaction on his face.

Although he knew that everything his father had invested in Yang Chong was fake, Qi Fu still felt jealous when he thought of the benefits Yang Chong had received since childhood. This had nothing to do with reason, but was just human nature. But now it was different. Yang Chong was trapped in Weijia Village and there was a great possibility that he would never come back. This made Qi Fu have an idea: People with little fortune who enjoy too many things that do not belong to them will eventually have to pay them back.

"Things may not be that simple." Yang Lin said worriedly
He hated the feeling of being out of control, especially now that he and Qi Fu were the last direct descendants of the Lu family and he no longer had the opportunity to make mistakes.

Thinking of the threat from the farmers and the sudden changes in Weijia Village, Yang Lin felt powerless. He had exhausted all his calculations, but in the face of changes and absolute strength, he was still so powerless.

"Father, let's make the best of it. If Yang Chong dies, it may not be a bad thing for us. The dead Yang Chong may be more useful than the living Yang Chong." Qi Fu comforted his father.

"Now it seems that this is the only way. Weijiazhuang is under the jurisdiction of Xu County. As a large county, there is a troop of Wei Wuzu stationed there. However, those Wei Wuzu turned a blind eye to the changes in Weijiazhuang. It seems that the enemy that Wei Sikong is facing is not trivial. Yang Chong, alas, he has been raised for so many years after all. What a pity." Yang Lin sighed.

"Wei State?" Qi Fu muttered to himself, and couldn't help but think of the news he heard from Yang Lin. They took refuge in Yangdi of Han State because of the relationship between Xinling Jun Wei Wuji. That was also one of the few relationships that he and his son could still use.

While the father and son were talking, they did not realize that there was a pair of ears hiding in the dark corner where they could not see and eavesdropping on their conversation.

Yan Lingji had always noticed that Qi Fu often went in and out of the Yang family. For this reason, she couldn't help but feel a little curious. So when Qi Fu came to the house again under the cover of night, she felt bored because Yang Chong was not there, so she acted like a "gentleman on the beam".

However, as she eavesdropped, Yan Lingji felt something was wrong. She was just curious out of boredom, but she never thought that she would be able to hear such a big secret.

When she heard that Weijiazhuang was really blocked by assassins and turned into a death zone, Yan Lingji couldn't help but sigh at Yang Chong's foresight. Then she became a little worried, worried about whether Yang Chong's gamble with his life in Weijiazhuang would go smoothly and whether he could win the bet.

But as she listened, Yan Lingji's mood changed. The worry disappeared, and was replaced by doubt.

How is it possible? Qi Fu is Yang Lin's son. They are the true descendants of the six tribes of Emperor Yan? The conversation between Yang Lin and Qi Fu was heard by Yan Lingji.

There were ripples of doubt in those watery eyes.

If Qi Fu is Yang Lin’s biological son, then who is Yang Chong?

If Yang Lin and Qi Fu are descendants of the former royal family of Qi State and successors of the six tribes of Emperor Yan, then what is Yang Chong?
Thinking of what Yang Chong had said and the promise he had made to her, Yan Lingji couldn't help but be shocked.

Am I being cheated? Suddenly realizing something, Yan Lingji no longer cared about eavesdropping. She hid in the darkness and ran straight out of the village. Under the willow tree by the river, she buried the things Yang Chong had left for her.

If everything about Yang Chong is false, then could the things Yang Chong left behind be true?
(End of this chapter)