Chapter 1337 Madam Wants to Be a Widow Every Day (22)

The palm print landed on the barrier and gradually glowed with blue light. Then, visible to the naked eye, spider web-like cracks spread on this glass-like barrier, and gradually expanded, eventually failing to hold up and shattering.

Bang.

The barrier was completely shattered.

***

After leaving this secret realm, Fu Yue and the others soon met the secret guards who came to rescue them. It turned out that when they fell off the cliff, Yan Jun's personal guards blocked the mountain top, and then almost turned over the mountain, but could not find Yan Jun and Fu Yue.

During these days, the Emperor of Northern Liang, Yan Jun's younger brother Yan Xuan, came to express his grief in a pretentious manner, but he almost announced the death of Yan Jun to the public.

But the people in Yanjun are not vegetarians either. Whether you want to see a person alive or a corpse dead, the counselors in the Prince's Mansion are only loyal to Prince Yuanxian, not to the country of Beiliang.

In addition, more than half of Beiliang's military power is in the hands of Yan Jun. Even if he is missing now, as long as Yan Jun's body is not found for a day, Yan Xuan will have nothing to do with Yan Jun's group. In a short time There is no way to take back military power.

This made Yan Xuan secretly pray that his imperial brother was really dead.

Just die thoroughly and don't cause any more trouble for him.

But obviously, Yan Xuan's wish failed.

Yan Jun is not dead at all.

After the news came back to the palace, Yan Xuan was so angry that he smashed the memorial on the table.

***

"Have you found out who it is?"

Yan Jun looked at the secret guards kneeling in front of him and asked the leader.

The secret guard glanced at Fu Yue beside Yan Jun with a hesitant look on his face.

Yan Jun noticed the hesitation of the secret guard and reached out to hold Fu Yue's hand, clasping it in his own. The meaning became more obvious and said, "It's okay, let's talk."

The secret guard lowered his head even lower, "I have overstepped my bounds, Your Highness, please forgive me."

"Find out...it's His Majesty."

Yan Jun's expression remained unchanged, and there was even a faint smile in his dark eyes, which was extremely sarcastic.

"He is still so stupid, so stupid that I don't want to tolerate him anymore."

The young man's voice was light, but what he said was shocking.

This is a treacherous act.

"Go back home."

Yan Jun gently held Fu Yue's fingertips in his hand, patted her hand, and said with a comforting look on his face, "Don't worry, everything will pass."

Fu Yue smiled faintly, her lowered eyelashes covering the expression in her eyes.

She hummed.

Just when she was about to move forward, Yan Jun suddenly pulled her and squatted down beside her. His eyes stayed on Fu Yue's ankles, and his brows gradually furrowed.

There was a faint trace of blood on her ankle, which must have been accidentally scratched just now.

"You were hurt, why didn't you say anything?"

Yan Jun's words had a hint of resentment. He was obviously a person with severe mysophobia, but at this time, he was half-kneeling in front of her, reaching out and gently holding her ankle.

Fu Yue subconsciously stepped back and avoided Yan Jun.

His fingers froze in mid-air for a moment.

The young man still maintained this posture, raised his eyes and looked at Fu Yue, a bit of confusion flashed in his black eyes like paint.

"Yunke, what's wrong with you?"

Fu Yue shook her head, "Nothing."

She bent down to help Yan Jun up, but before she could move, Fu Yue saw Yan Jun squatting down in front of her.

The voice is light and gentle.

"I'll carry you home."