Chapter 179 Breakup

The sky darkened unconsciously.

　　Jiang Zhu stood up and lit the candle. The warm orange candlelight flickered, illuminating the faces of the two people.

　　Ye Annian knew that the two broke up in Yueliang City, but Jiang Zhu didn't speak, so he didn't ask.

　　The room fell silent for a moment.

　　There was an evening breeze blowing outside the window, and the nandina leaves were shaking and making a soft rustling sound.

　　"When I realized something was wrong, I told the people below to stop. However, a fire started burning from the direction of the city gate. The fire became bigger and bigger, and almost in the blink of an eye, it swallowed up most of the city. I just Can take people to evacuate first."

　　"The fire burned all night, and no one was spared. When it dawned the next day, Wei Zhihuai led his people and stood outside the gate of Yueliang City."

　　"He gave me two ways. One is to take the disciples of Bai Hezhai and continue to work for him. He will find a way to settle the matter in Yueliang City. The other is to be a scapegoat and bear the brunt of this harm to the whole city. The crime of people's lives."

　　"I had a fight with him and broke one of his legs. I abandoned my martial arts and left Yueliang City. I never went back again."

　　In just a few words, Jiang Zhu spoke with a calm voice.

　　Ye Annian looked at his always smiling eyes, feeling sour in his heart.

　　He seemed to see through these gentle and clear eyes that night when Yueliang City was in flames.

　　For a moment, neither of them spoke.

　　Jiang Zhu held Ye Annian's hand and felt the warmth on her fingertips.

　　That night, the fire engulfed the entire small town. The fire shot into the sky, and the black smoke was several meters high. The city was blazing with fire. The people in the city were everywhere crying and asking for help. The scene was like hell. .

　　But the man outside the city turned a deaf ear to such sounds.

　　He clearly remembered that the next day, there was a faint morning light in the sky and a cherry-pink morning glow. It was a beautiful sunny day.

　　Wei Zhihuai was sitting on the sedan chair, drinking hot tea and looking at himself with a smile.

　　Said: "Although it was foggy last night, the fire was still burning brightly. Brother Jiang, do you still like this gift I gave you?"

　　The anger in his chest surged like a huge wave, and veins popped out of his fisted hands, which were shaking violently.

　　Seeing his cold expression, Wei Zhihuai became more and more proud: "How about it, what should I choose? Brother Jiang, have you thought about it?"

　　Facing Wei Zhihuai's proud face, he suddenly calmed down.

　　He looked at Wei Zhihuai, raised the corner of his mouth, and smiled: "I am a rough guy who can't get on the stage, but His Royal Highness the Labor Prince has spent so much effort on calculations. What should I do? You want to keep me, but I just choose to stay. I don't want you to get what you want."

　　Wei Zhihuai just thought he was mad and didn't pay attention to his words at all.

　　He looked at Wei Zhihuai calmly: "Your Highness, since you let me choose, the choice is mine. I will choose the second way."

　　His voice was soft and calm, but Wei Zhihuai was so angry that he dropped the tea cup.

　　"You...you are simply ignorant!"

　　--Snapped!

　　The tea cup fell to the ground and shattered, hot tea splashed everywhere, and white broken porcelain pieces scattered all over the floor.

　　"Come here! Capture this traitor who led troops to massacre the city!"

　　Wei Zhihuai shouted, and his soldiers immediately stepped forward to capture Jiang Zhu.

　　However, before these people could get closer, Jiang Zhu had already ducked in front of Wei Zhihuai.

　　Neither of them drew their swords, and they just started fighting with bare hands, causing waves of sharp cold wind to hit them.

　　They fought like this for who knows how many rounds. Whoever showed his weapon first, then the other one also drew his sword.

　　For a moment, the flash of swords and the strong wind caused by the clash of weapons blew away all the soldiers surrounding him.

　　In the end, Wei Zhihuai was still defeated and was kicked to the ground by Jiang Zhu, with the tip of the sword pointed directly at his throat.

　　He wanted to kill Wei Zhihuai, but as soon as the sword edge penetrated an inch, he was violently knocked away by a force.

　　It was Xie Xiaogong who rushed over.

　　"The prince cannot be killed." The old man glared at him.

　　Only then did Jiang Zhu's sanity almost collapse.

　　Wei Zhihuai gasped for air and was just glad that he had saved his life. Suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his leg. It was Jiang Zhu who slapped him with a palm, breaking his leg bone.

　　"Ah! Jiang Shengwan! I want to kill you!"

　　Wei Zhihuai hugged his broken leg and shouted, Jiang Zhu looked at him indifferently and remained unmoved.

　　"Your Highness, I have fulfilled our agreement. What happened today was all caused by me. If you said you wanted to kill me, just remember your own words and just kill me."

　　"If other people are involved, it's not just about one leg."

Wei Zhihuai was so angry that he was shaking all over. Coupled with the severe pain from his leg injury, his lips turned white and he couldn't say a word.

　　Jiang Zhu smiled, walked to him, leaned over and looked at him: "I can help you ascend to the position of prince, and I can pull you down. Don't you want to sit on that dragon throne? I won't let you. You got your wish."

　　After he finished speaking, he summoned up his inner strength, shattered his own meridians, and completely disabled his martial arts.

　　Xie Xiaogong's face turned pale with fright. After a long hard work, he could barely save 20% of his internal strength and a small life.

　　And after he gained enough hatred from Wei Zhihuai and took all the blame, he ran away.

　　He disappeared since then and has never been seen again.

　　"The old emperor soon found out about this matter. He originally intended to depose Wei Zhihuai from his position as crown prince, but because of this incident, he directly deposed him." Jiang Zhu sighed.

　　Ye Anyian was brought back from his thoughts by his words: "Then he is now..."

　　"He is still the prince now." Jiang Zhu said, "That is what happened later. The old emperor's health was getting worse day by day. He invited the old man to the palace to see him several times. He was already getting better, but he suddenly fell ill. Then he claimed to be ill. Never see outsiders again."

　　"Not long after that, the old emperor's handwriting came out, reinstating Wei Zhihuai's position as crown prince."

　　"How is this possible?" Ye Annian looked incredulous, "Not to mention what Wei Zhihuai did, he has a disabled leg, so he shouldn't be able to inherit the throne, right?"

　　"Who says it's not the case?" Jiang Zhu sarcastically laughed, "Everyone in the court denounced him, but the handwriting is authentic, and it has the old emperor's jade seal stamped on it, so it can't be wrong."

　　"Then now that the old emperor is ill, are we just going to let him do whatever he wants?" Ye Anian frowned.

　　"Now, the second prince has grown a lot, and his power can almost rival that of Wei Zhihuai. But that edict is a thorny issue." Jiang Zhu replied.

　　In fact, he had always suspected that Wei Zhihuai was surrounded by poison masters from South Vietnam. The old emperor's illness, the second prince's physical problems, and the poison he was poisoned with were all unique to South Vietnam.

　　Xie Xiaogong once went to South Vietnam and learned that poisonous poison is a toxin extracted from captive poisonous birds. Because poisonous birds are highly toxic in their bodies, they are extremely aggressive and extremely difficult to breed. The entire South Vietnam country has only There are no more than five of them, and they are all being raised by a Gu Master named Wu Zhou. It is impossible for ordinary people to get them.

　　Seeing Ye Anian's gloomy look, Jiang Zhu reached out and pinched his cheek: "Don't think about this, it has nothing to do with us."

　　"But..."

　　"Stop it, what you have to do now is to have a good rest and take good care of your body." Jiang Zhu looked at Ye Annian, "I'm not going through this with you to make you worry."

　　"I know." Ye Anyian sighed, stood up suddenly, leaned over and hugged him.

　　Jiang Zhu was stunned.

　　Ye Anian quickly let go and smiled at him: "I'm a little hungry."

　　"Then I'll make you something to eat." Jiang Zhu agreed quickly.

　　Ye Anyian nodded: "Yes."

　　Jiang Zhu immediately stood up and went downstairs.

　　Ye Annian looked at his hurried away figure, and the faint smile on his face slowly faded.

He originally planned to take people back as soon as he found Jiang Zhu, but now it seems that he may not be able to.

　　He stared at the steaming tea cup on the table and gently turned the lid with his fingers.

　　How to do it? Now not only Jiang Zhu can't leave, but he himself doesn't seem to be able to go back in a short time.

　　Although he knew that his opponent was a powerful prince, his heart felt much lighter.

　　He knew that Jiang Zhu was not that kind of person.

　　Compared with the rumors outside, he believed in this person who spent time with him day and night.

　　He remembered that Ding Qiu once told him that Jiang Zhu had been doing free clinics. Now that he thought about it, it was probably to atone for his sins.

　　While he was thinking wildly, the door of the room was pushed open from the outside, and Jiang Zhu walked in with a bowl of steaming noodles.

　　"I made Yangchun noodles, let's try to see if they suit your taste."

　　The soup base is made from chicken stock that has been simmered for several hours. Thin noodles are plated at the bottom of the bowl, with a round poached egg lying on it and a few tender green cabbage leaves floating on it.

　　Ye Annian smelled quite fragrant and took a sip. He thought it tasted pretty good, moderately salty and not greasy, and the noodle soup was also very fresh, so he ate it big and big.

　　"Eat slowly, Nian Nian." Seeing that he was finally enjoying the food, Jiang Zhu smiled so much that his eyes narrowed, "If you like it, I will make it for you every day."

　　After eating a bowl of noodles, his stomach was finally not empty. Ye Anqing burped lightly and wiped his mouth with a handkerchief.

　　"Little Leaf!"

　　Suddenly there was an excited shout outside.

　　When Ye Anian looked up, he saw Xie Xiaogong walking in from the outside with a smile.

　　"Hmm~" As soon as the old man entered the room, he smelled it intoxicatedly, "It smells so good. What are you two eating?"

　　"Jiang Zhu cooked me a bowl of Yangchun noodles." Ye Annian said.

　　Xie Xiaogong's nose twitched, he looked at the empty bowl on the table, and suddenly he yelled at Jiang Zhu: "You stinky boy!"

　　"This soup base must be the chicken soup from the black-bone chicken that I cooked for a day!"

　　"Yes." Jiang Zhu couldn't deny it.

　　"you you you you!"

　　Seeing Xie Xiaogong jumping around, Ye Anyian was a little embarrassed. Just when he was about to persuade him, he heard Jiang Zhu say:

　　"Nian Nian is pregnant. What's wrong if I use a little of your chicken soup to cook noodles for him?"

　　Xie Xiaogong:...

　　Xie Xiaogong: "Wait?!"

　　The old man's eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at Ye Anyian in surprise: "Is this true? Little Ye Zi, tell yourself, that brat didn't lie to me, right?"

　　Ye Anyian pursed his lips, the tips of his ears felt a little hot, but he still said, "Yes, it's true."

　　Xie Xiaogong was so happy that he stepped forward to check Ye Anyian's pulse. He was relieved after confirming it himself.

"Whatever you want to eat, just tell that brat or I can tell the old man!"

　　"Do you like the chicken soup?" Xie Xiaogong stared at Ye Anyian and asked.

　　Ye Annian couldn't stand being stared at, so he could only nod along with his wishes.

　　As a result, Xie Xiaogong waved his hand: "Zi Mo! Go to the kitchen and bring me that pot of stewed chicken! Little Ye Zi loves it!"

　　Ye Anyian:...