The courtyard is deep and the night is low. Yang Jiong, a scholar from the art hall, took advantage of the night to enter the courtyard, lowered his head and walked in. When he walked to the last step, there was a rockery in front of him.

He stood in front of the rockery, looking around, and when he was sure that there was no one around, he raised his hand and pressed it down in a gap in the rockery. A door opened on the rockery, and Yang Jiong flashed and entered.

After entering the door, there was a unique world inside. This was a large quiet room. This couch was placed in the middle of the quiet room. A person was lying on the couch. When he heard the sound of footsteps, the people on the bed sat up slowly.

"Ronghua! Don't move around! Just lie down and let your brother come over to do it. Today, my brother brought you your favorite Jiangning salted duck to eat. Keep your food comfortable!" Yang Jiong said, holding a food basket in his hand, quickly walked up to support the person on the bed, and put the food basket aside.

Looking closely at the person on the bed, the girl's face was very white and there was no blood. The childishness of a young man between her eyebrows seemed to have completely faded and she looked quite mature.

"Brother, don't treat me as a child. My body has been cured! Didn't you say that there will be a blessing in the future even if you survive the disaster. Rong Hua is still thinking about the blessing in the future!" The girl said, her tone was soft and with a sweet and silly smell of coquettishness, which made Yang Jiong laugh.

Yang Jiong took the food basket. There was a turtle in the basket, a salted duck, two pieces of mutton, and pepper and spicy food. Yang Jiong took out the food but did not let the girl do it. Instead, he carefully divided the food and carefully fed the girl with chopsticks.

The girl ate a little, then frowned and said, "Brother, I've eaten enough!"

Yang Jiong sighed and said, "Is it okay to take another small bite? After taking this bite, my brother will no longer force you!"

The girl opened her mouth, but Yang Jiong teared a large piece of duck leg meat and stuffed it into her mouth. Only when the girl struggled to eat the meat, he smiled with relief.

The girl said, "Brother, my body is getting better and better. When can I let me out?"

Yang Jiong frowned and said, "Ronghua, your injury is very serious this time. Don't be anxious first. You must take care of the injury before going out, okay?"

Yang Jiong coaxed the girl. The girl was nothing else, but she was the woman who assassinated Wu Zetian in the West Palace that day, and Yang Jiong's sister Yang Ronghua.

As the brother and sister were talking, a voice suddenly came from behind the quiet room: "Sir Yang, I told you not to come here. Why do you repeatedly refuse to listen to my orders?"

Yang Jiong raised his eyebrows and suddenly looked behind the quiet room. Behind the dim candlelight, a fat figure appeared. Seeing this person, he had a short figure and was not very good-looking. He was wearing a crimson brocade robe, like a rich man.

Seeing this person, Yang Jiong suddenly stood up and said, "Wang Qiushan, it's all good things you did. Do you think Wu's family is so easy to kill? Do you know that my sister is dead just a little bit away? If she had a few shortcomings, I, Yang Jiong, would not spare you even if I sacrificed my life!"

This short-sized fat man was Wang Qiushan, the Wang family in Taiyuan. At this time, Wang Qiushan was gone at the slightest cowardice and vulgarity. He carried his hands on his back. Although he was not tall, he was a magnificent Yuezhi and had a strong demeanor.

He sighed softly and said, "As an assassin of the Dark Sect, you should have the awareness of sacrifice. Wu is our common enemy. I hate him. Doesn't Mr. Yang hate him?

Besides, I have informed you of this assassination plan, and you nodded and agreed. How can you turn your back on me now?"

Yang Jiong said: "But you didn't say that this plan was for Rong Hua to implement..."

"Stop it! Yang Jiong, Yang Jiong, no wonder the old sect leader has never nodded and asked you to go to Beijing. You have really made no progress in Jiannan Road for so many years!

Rong Hua's life is precious, will the lives of other assassins in my Dark Sect not be precious? All my Dark Sect's brothers are brothers and sisters of life and death. Rong Hua fell into the Western Palace. If we hadn't tried our best to save each other, would Rong Hua have rushed out of the secret passage? She would definitely die in the numerous secret passage traps underground in the Western Palace..."

Yang Jiong's face changed, and he wanted to speak but stopped. Yang Ronghua said: "Brother, Elder Wang is right. I nodded and agreed to assassinate Wu! The situation at that time was the most suitable and most certain, but I didn't expect it..."

Yang Jiong raised his hand and said, "Stop talking! Wang Qiushan, you are the elder, and I, Yang Jiong, are also the elders! Don't do anything like this in the future!

The current situation of the God Capital is almost completely in control. Even if we send assassins to assassinate one after another, we can only sacrifice our brothers in vain, which may lead to death. The old sect leader said well, I will go to Beijing this time to Yin and Ren, and everything will be followed by the old sect leader?"

Wang Qiushan laughed and said, "Is that true? Do you know the old sect leader's difficulties now? Yinheren is easy to say, but can you do it? If you really can do it, why would Rong Hua's assassination with a life hanging on the line? Think about it carefully, right?"

Yang Jiong sighed and finally lowered his head.

It’s not easy to endure. Yang Jiong slowly clenched his fists. I thought of his own experience in the Ministry of War. Yao Chong, a friend of many years, contempt and humiliation for him, and that little bastard, a leader of Guide, actually insulted him so much, which made him suffer all the humiliation...

In Hongwen Pavilion, Yang Jiong remembers every word and sentence of Yue Feng clearly. When he remembers every word of the article Yang Jiong himself wrote, he wants to stab himself to death with a knife. It’s really difficult to endure.

Yang Jiong felt that he could not bear it anymore and wanted to do it, so Wang Qiushan really did it. However, Wang Qiushan actually asked Yang Ronghua to assassinate Wu Zetian. This time, Yang Ronghua almost died. Now I think who can I blame this?

Yang Jiong was silent for a long time. He clasped his fists and said to Wang Qiushan: "Elder Wang, please listen to you in the capital. I will never go against your wishes again!"

Wang Qiushan smiled and said, "Well, I trust you! Don't worry, the things in this world have always been thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi. My Taiyuan Wang family has existed for hundreds of years, much longer than the Tang Dynasty. When has a hundred years of dynasty and a thousand-year-old family changed?

But there is one thing you brother and sister must tell me about, Rong Hua, that day in the West Palace, you will not be able to escape from the secret passage by your own ability! Who helped you that day? You can’t hide it at this time!"
Chapter completed!