C85 Visits by his majesty

Dozens of people surrounded the small courtyard. All of them had arrows nocked onto their bows, the sharp arrows glinting with a cold light as they aimed at Ye Yang and Feng Qinger.

A Martial General in his forties, with a short beard, shouted with a cold face, "Thief Ye Yang, you stole the imperial family's secret scripture. Surrender yourself without putting up a fight!"

Suddenly being surrounded by a group of people, Ye Yang's face turned cold, and asked the officer: "Who are you? How actually dare you to behave atrociously in the prince's mansion!"

Ye Yang muttered in his heart, logically speaking, the status of the First Prince was respected, even if someone wanted to arrest someone in his residence, they shouldn't be so brazen as to hold onto a sharp weapon.

Ye Yang thought of the First Prince first, but he quickly overturned the idea he had. The First Prince was in a cooperative relationship with him, it was not possible for him to sell him out.

The military officer immediately said arrogantly, "I am Empress of West Palace 's guard captain, Ling Feng. I followed orders to capture a thief. I advise you to surrender yourself and give up the fight."

"How do you proof that I'm a thief? You officials always lay emphasis on the evidence, don’t you?" Ye Yang asked in confusion.

"Insolent thief, you still dare to deny it. What you have in your hand is the stolen good, and you still want to quibble about it!" Ling Feng shouted furiously.

Ye Yang looked at the embroidered box in his hand and could not help but let out a bitter laugh. They really came on time.

"This is a present from First Prince. If you say it like this, then you really do not put First Prince in your eyes." Ye Yang said.

"Haha, don't use First Prince to pressure me. I'm not afraid to tell you that last night, First Prince secretly copied the inscription and brought it out. His Majesty was furious and has already imprisoned him." Ling Feng said somewhat disdainfully.

"Now, no one can protect you anymore. I advise you to give up and give yourself up. Otherwise, I will kill you now!"

Hearing Ling Feng's words, Ye Yang was shocked, he did not expect that even First Prince would be implicated like this by a rune.

Since this person was known as subordinate of the Empress of West Palace, then it was impossible for her to be the mother of the First Prince, and it was very likely that he was the mother of the Third Prince.

After figuring out the relationship of interest between the two, Ye Yang immediately understood their motive.

"Even if the things in the palace were to be lost, it shouldn't be the Empress of the West Palace's concern. This should be a matter of the city guards or the Embroidered Uniform Guard. Aren't you a little meddling in others’ business?" Ye Yang said with a cold smile.

"Insolent thief, you have no sense of justice and dare to quibble. I will count to three, and if you still refuse to kneel and surrender, I can only kill you. Archers, prepare yourself!" Lingfeng shouted.

The bows in the hands of the archers instantly tightened as they aimed at the two of them. With just a single command, they would turn them into hedgehogs.

Although she was being aimed at by dozens of arrows, Feng Qinger was not afraid at all. Instead, she took half a step forward. Looking at her posture, she actually wanted to use her body to block the arrows for Ye Yang at any time.

Looking at this group of archers, Ye Yang suddenly felt troubled. If it was just him, as long as he used the Dragon-elephant Dark Golden Body, he could completely ignore them.

He was not afraid, but Feng Qinger was not able to do it, and he was not confident that he could handle all of the arrows shot by the dozens of people at the same time. If one or two escaped, the consequences would be unthinkable.

"Three!" Ling Feng did not even give him time to consider, and directly called out the number.

Ye Yang took a deep breath, and said coldly: "Are you sure you want to kill us?"

"Two," Ling Feng's mouth flashed with a sinister smile, and continued to shout while ignoring Ye Yang.

All of the archers aimed their arrows at Ye Yang, but before they could even hear the "one" shout, something happened.

Ye Yang had actually disappeared in an instant, and reappeared in a flash. It was just that in the instant he appeared, he was carrying a person.

When they looked carefully, they almost couldn't help but scream out loud, because the one Ye Yang was carrying was their leader, Ling Feng.

The current Ling Feng was no longer as calm as before, and his eyes were filled with shock. At this moment, he had his throat grabbed by Ye Yang, and his legs were off the ground, suspended in midair.

Ling Feng regretted greatly, before he came, the superior had already warned him to be careful of Ye Yang.

Although this person appeared to be at martial warrior level, he had the strength to wound a martial general.

When Ling Feng first heard it, he only heard it as a joke, but how could he believe the rumors on the streets?

But now, even if he regretted it, it was too late. Just now, although he did not think that Ye Yang was powerful, he still guarded against Ye Yang's escape, and kept watch on him.

But even so, he suddenly felt his vision blur as a powerful hand instantly grabbed his neck.

A vigorous Genuine Essence sealed all the meridian channels in its body, rendering him unable to use any strength from head to toe.

Ye Yang wiped off his cold sweat silently. If he had not studied hard last night and he was able to perform a bit of “The Illusion Mysterious Trace” today, he would have suffered a huge loss today

Facing the circle of archers aiming at him, he raised Ling Feng who was in his hand and smiled, "Now you can shoot your arrows. I have a good target here."

The group of people's faces immediately became ashen. Their leader was in the other party's hands, so how could they dare to shoot?

Seeing Ye Yang's fearless attitude, as long as they dared to shoot, Ye Yang would take Ling Feng as his shield.

"You, you dared to kidnap an imperial officer, aren't you afraid of implicating the nine generations of your family?" With difficulty, he spoke with a face that had already been suffocated into a purple-colored cold wind after his throat being pinched by Ye Yang.

"Command your subordinates to put down their bows and arrows!" Ye Yang said coldly.

"In your dreams!" Ling Feng gritted his teeth.

Ye Yang frowned, just as he was about to give him a hard time, another person suddenly appeared outside.

Ye Yang could immediately tell that this person was the expert of King Level that had stopped him from fighting the old inscription master yesterday.

"All of you, put down your weapons!" The expert at the Martial King Level took out a token and shouted to the archers.

The moment the archers saw the token, they were all startled. They hurriedly put away their weapons and stood aside.

Seeing that everyone had taken their weapons, the expert at the Martial King Level looked towards Ye Yang and said, "Let this man go, His Majesty wants to see you."

Ye Yang nodded and released Ling Feng.

Once Ling Feng left Ye Yang's palm, the restrictions around his body loosened. Today, he had shamed himself in front of his subordinates, as he pointed at Ye Yang and said, "Little bast…."

“Bang.”

Before he could even finish, Ye Yang had kicked him in his lower abdomen, causing him to fly backwards and crash into a large tree a few dozen meters away.

The powerful force caused the tree to be split into two. The half of the tree toppled over, crushing a small pavilion.

After colliding with the big tree, Ling Feng was sent rolling a few meters away before finally stopping. His eyes rolled back as he fainted on the spot.

Everyone stared dumbfoundedly at this scene. They had probably never seen anything like this in their entire lives. Many of them could only swallow their saliva with great difficulty.

However, surprisingly, the expert of King Level's face did not change at all, after everything quieted down, he slowly said, "Is it done? Alright, let's go!"

"It's about time. Let's go." Ye Yang said in a relaxed manner as he clapped his hands as if he had completed a small, insignificant matter.

Right now, the First Prince Palace was no longer safe, Ye Yang brought Feng Qinger along, but the expert at the Martial King Level pretended not to see it.

After exiting the gate, Ye Yang boarded a beautiful carriage and slowly drove away. On the way, Ye Yang did not see anyone who belonged to the First Prince Palace, not even Wu Youlan.

The horse carriage, after going through several turns, arrived at a profound residence's inner courtyard, but did not reach the Imperial Palace. Ye Yang was slightly surprised by this.

That expert at the Martial King Level turned around and left after sending Ye Yang here.

After entering the house, there was a servant who led the two into a room. Ye Yang pushed the door and entered.

The room was very simple. Other than a few paintings and calligraphy hanging on the wall, there was nothing else but a huge tea table on the floor.

Luxuriant beast skin was paved on the ground. A beautiful woman was currently pouring tea from a teapot to a man.

What surprised Ye Yang the most was that the lady was Wu Youlan. She had her head lowered, and was focused on pouring the tea, but from her trembling eyelashes, Ye Yang could tell that she was extremely nervous.

Ye Yang looked at the man carefully. His clothes were ordinary, like a civilian.

He had thick eyebrows, a straight nose and a wide forehead. Even though he was only in his thirties, he gave off an extremely stable feeling.

"Emperor?" Ye Yang asked.

"Yes!" The man nodded.

"Pleased to meet you." Ye Yang cupped his fist.

Wu Youlan was originally focused on pouring the tea, but suddenly her hand trembled, and a few drops of tea fell onto the table.

Wu Youlan was shocked and quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe it.

"It's indeed fortunate to meet you. Come sit." the Emperor smiled and pointed to the tea table.

Ye Yang did not stand on ceremony as he pulled Feng Qinger along to sit with him.

The emperor looked at Feng Qinger, a look of reminiscence flashed past his eyes, but he quickly recovered. He passed a cup of tea to Ye Yang and said, "Come, have a taste of this tea. How is it?"

Ye Yang took the teacup and lightly took a sip. Immediately, a light fragrance filled his mouth and he swallowed it into his stomach. This tea could actually slowly increase the circulation of Genuine Qi.

Ye Yang knew that this was definitely a very expensive type of tea, but he had never studied it before, so he smiled and said, "Tea is good tea, but I just don't feel as delighted as the moment when I drink wine."

"Why?" This was the first time in so many years that someone had evaluated the tea in such a way.

"Tea is a noble luxury, and not something civilians like us can taste. No matter how good the tea is, it is a waste for us."

"However, the wine is different. Whether it's the emperor, the king, the general, the minister, or the servants and the soldiers, they can all drink a few mouthfuls."

"We like our three or five good friends to eat and drink together, to point at the heavens and say whatever we want to say. Even if we've said what we wanted to say, we can still continue blabbering on."

The emperor did not speak, he just listened, and knew that Ye Yang still had more to say.

"Drinking will make one dizzy while drinking tea will only make one more clear-headed, making it easier to think, calculate, and control …"

"For village people like me, no matter how good the tea is, it is not suitable for me. Drinking it will only make me feel bitter and tasteless!"

After listening to Ye Yang's explanation, the emperor smiled slightly, and said with some profound meaning, "Actually, the king, duke, general and minister aren't born to eat tea, and it's the same for tasting tea. As long as you slowly get used to it, there will come a day when you get to like this taste."

Ye Yang shook his head: "I am a mountain villager after all, unable to adapt to such elegant arts. I am afraid that these countless details within the teacups are causing me a splitting headache."

"You really don't want to serve the imperial court?" The Emperor frowned.

"Sorry, I can't follow your orders." Ye Yang nodded.

"You cheated me out of the inscription in the secret scripture, do you really think I don't dare to kill you?" The emperor was immediately enraged and a formless aura filled the entire room.