Chapter 1337: The wife wants to be a widow every day (22)

The palm print fell on the barrier, and a blue light gradually appeared. Then, visible to the naked eye, on this glass-like barrier, cracks like spider webs spread, and gradually expanded, and eventually became unsupported and shattered.
With a bang.
The barrier was completely shattered.

After leaving this secret realm, Fu Yue and the others soon met the secret guard who came to rescue. It turned out that when they fell down the cliff, Yan Jun's private guard blocked the top of the mountain, and then almost turned the mountain all over, but did not find Yan Jun and Fu Yue.
During this period, the emperor of the Northern Liang Dynasty, Yan Jun's younger brother Yan Xuan, pretended to express his grief, only to announce the news of Yan Jun's death directly outside.
But Yanjun's people are not vegetarian. To live to see people and die to see corpses, the counsellor of the Prince's Mansion is loyal to only Prince Yuan Xian, not the country of Beiliang.
In addition, most 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 can’t help Yan Jun’s faction. There is no way to regain military power.
This made Yan Xuan secretly pray that his emperor brother is really dead.
If you die, be more thorough, and don't add to him anymore.
But obviously, Yan Xuan's wish fell through.
Yan Jun was 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 whose person it is?"
Yan Jun looked at the secret guards who were kneeling in front of him, and asked the headed one.
The dark guard glanced at Fu Yue next to Yan Jun, his expression a little hesitant.
Yan Jun noticed the dark guard's hesitation, stretched out his hand to hold Fu Yue's hand, and put it in his own hand. This meaning couldn't be more obvious, and said, "It's okay, let's talk."
The dark guard lowered his head even further, "Subordinates pass over, Your Highness forgive sins."
"Find out... it's your majesty."
There was no change in Yan Jun's face, and even a faint smile appeared in the dark eyes, which was extremely mocking.
"He is still so stupid, so stupid that he doesn't want to take him anymore."
The youth's voice was weak, but what he said was shocking.
In this way, it is rebellious.
"Go home."
Yan Jun gently closed Fu Yue's fingertips in his hand, patted her hand, his brows revealed a comforting look, and said: "Don't worry, everything will pass."
Fu Yue smiled faintly, her eyelashes concealing the expression in her eyes.
She hummed.
When he was about to move forward, Yan Jun suddenly grabbed her, and then squatted down beside her, his eyes staying on Fu Yue's ankle, his brows gradually frowned.
There was a faint trace of blood on her ankle, which should have been accidentally scratched.
"You are injured, why don't you say?"
Yan Jun's remarks carried a bit of annoyance. He was obviously a person with extremely serious cleanliness, but at this time he was half kneeling in front of her, reaching out and gently holding her ankle.
Fu Yue stepped back subconsciously and avoided Yan Jun.
His fingers froze in midair for a moment.
The young man still maintained this posture, raised his eyes and looked at Fu Yue, his lacquer black eyes flashed with some doubts.
"Yun Ke, what's wrong with you?"
Fu Yue shook his head, "Nothing."
She bent down and wanted to help Yan Jun get up, but before she moved, Fu Yue saw Yan Jun squatting down in front of her.
The voice is light and gentle.
"I will carry you home."