Chapter 724: Yuwen Chu’s Revenge (I)
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So that’s his plan!
Yuwen Qiang glared at Yuwen You. Yuwen You was forcing him to kill Yuwen Cong, leaving him no retreat!
Yuwen You, calm and composed, intended just that. He wanted Yuwen Qiang to kill Yuwen Cong, pinning Fu Mingzhu’s disappearance on him, making sure there were no witnesses. With Yuwen Cong now presenting himself, the plan was set in motion perfectly.
The powerful figures of Yicheng, seeing Yuwen Qiang’s indecision, exchanged glances and collectively knelt, pleading, “Please, Huan Wang, kill the villain Yuwen Cong for the good of Yicheng’s people!”
Yuwen Qiang processed dozens of thoughts in an instant, concluding that no matter if the corpse was truly Fu Mingzhu, he had to treat her as such. Killing Yuwen Cong and presenting his head to the capital would clear his name and solidify his stance.
Yuwen You noticed Yuwen Qiang’s realization and pressed on, “Where is Yuwen Cong? Let me behead this villain and use his blood to honor the Regent Wangfei!” He drew his sword and moved to leave.
Yuwen Qiang stopped him, “Such a task shouldn’t trouble the envoy personally. I will handle it. This villain has repeatedly schemed against me. I will tear him apart and use his head as a banner!”
“Please, Huan Wang, give the Regent Wangfei a proper burial first,” Yuwen You said, kneeling beside the corpse, feigning deep sorrow, ensuring the narrative of her death was cemented.
Meimei, anxious, wanted to expose the act, but Donghui, staying calm, stopped her, shaking her head. “The truth will out. Trust the Regent.”
With her experience, Donghui sensed his highness had a hand in this. The priority was to kill Yuwen Cong, severing Yuwen Qiang’s ties with Zhongshan Wang. No matter how the Great Empress Dowager might bribe Yuwen Qiang, the Regent would eventually settle the score.
Meimei, obedient, bit her lip, watching the charade unfold.
The corpse was soon wrapped up and carried to the main hall of the Yang residence, placed in a purple sandalwood coffin prepared by the Yang family elder. That night, a grand mourning setup was arranged, complete with fake mourners. The Yang family, though resentful, dared not protest and had to endure it silently.
After arranging everything, Yuwen You looked at Donghui and Meimei with a veiled threat, “You two were the Wangfei’s favorite maids. Serve well, and you will be rewarded. Otherwise, you’ll accompany the Wangfei underground.”
Donghui, without a word, obediently knelt, pulling Meimei down with her.
Satisfied, Yuwen You forcefully dragged Yuwen Qiang to seek revenge on Yuwen Cong.
At the Huan Wang Mansion, a doctor was setting Yuwen Cong’s bones. His left hand was crushed by Yuwen Qiang, and even with careful treatment, it would be permanently disabled. His close aide watched tearfully, “Why did you have to do this, Fifth Master?”
Yuwen Cong shook his head, saying little. He knew that great fortune required great risk. Even though he had achieved great success by killing Yuwen Bai in the capital, providing his father a reason for rebellion, his father grew increasingly wary of him. This mission to Yicheng was risky, and no one else wanted to come, but his father insisted, perhaps not caring about his fate.
Yet, Yuwen Cong was resilient, determined to carve his own path. If he could prevent Huan Wang from allying with the capital, he would achieve significant merit, combining several accomplishments that even his father couldn’t ignore. His future would be much brighter.
Just a hand; it’s nothing compared to life.
Suddenly, someone outside shouted, “Hey, what’s that? Who’s setting off fireworks in the middle of the night? And they’re red! How pretty!”
Yuwen Cong’s previously composed expression broke. This was the agreed signal with his men; he had lost the bet—Yuwen Qiang still intended to kill him. Before Yuwen Qiang could return to the mansion, he had to make a desperate escape. He looked at the doctor and whispered almost inaudibly, “I’ve supported you all these years; now it’s your turn.”
The doctor nodded silently, finished bandaging Yuwen Cong’s hand, and left with his assistant. The guards outside couldn’t help but ask, “How is he? Is everything done?”
The doctor replied, “It’s done. The injury is severe; that hand is useless now, ruined.”
The guard smiled smugly, “Of course, His Highness’s strength is unmatched.” Before he could finish his sentence, blood sprayed out as he fell silently to the ground. Someone exclaimed, “What are you doing? Get—”
A melee erupted outside. Yuwen Cong sat silently; this was his last chance. All his spies and covert operatives in Yicheng were here. If he couldn’t survive this, it was fate.
An alarm arrow sounded from the east of the mansion. Yuwen Cong stood up abruptly, unable to hide his excitement. The door opened, and the doctor who had treated him earlier walked in with a blood-stained knife. “Fifth Master, Mu Qing has succeeded. Let’s go; we’ll meet at the back gate to get you out.”
Yuwen Cong quickly headed out, avoiding several groups of guards rushing towards the east of the mansion. He successfully met up with Mu Qing and others in the rear garden.
Mu Qing, holding the main wife of Huan Wang and three or four children hostage, couldn’t hide his excitement. “Fifth Master, your plan was perfect; we got them easily.”
Yuwen Cong waved his hand slightly, indicating that it wasn’t time to celebrate. The priority was to leave the mansion and escape Yicheng safely.
As they exited the back gate, they encountered Yuwen Qiang and Yuwen You’s men head-on in the street.
Yuwen Qiang had been boasting to Yuwen You, thinking capturing Yuwen Cong would be as easy as trapping a turtle in a jar. Suddenly faced with this scene, he was caught off guard, his mouth agape in shock. The main wife of Huan Wang, a delicate and tearful woman, cried her heart out upon seeing him, pleading not for rescue but to be shot dead to avoid being a burden and ruining his grand plans.
Huan Wang’s eldest son, showing the same bravery as his mother, also urged his father to kill him. The other children wailed loudly, and their biological mother arrived, crying sorrowfully at the side. No one dared to call for Huan Wang’s help; they all just cried loudly.
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