A palace attendant approached the Emperor.
"Your Majesty, the Prince of Jin has disappeared after leaving the imperial palace. Several secret guards who were tracking him have all been killed."
The attendant's voice trembled as he delivered the news.
Who could have imagined it!
Each of those secret guards possessed exceptional martial arts skills. They were trained by the Emperor himself and had never failed a mission.
Even General Li might not be a match for these secret guards.
Yet, they were discovered while tracking the Prince of Jin and all met a brutal end at his hands!
Without exception, the secret guards were all killed with a single swift stroke. Their throats were slit by a sword, the wounds clearly indicating the ruthlessness and decisiveness of the assailant. Not a single one was spared.
Upon hearing this, the Emperor's eyes widened in shock. "What did you say?"
The attendant, fully aware of the significance of these secret guards, was not surprised by the Emperor's astonishment. He repeated his earlier words.
The Emperor slammed his hand on the table with immense force.
He swept all the memorial documents on the desk to the floor.
They scattered with a clatter.
The scene clearly conveyed the Emperor's fury.
The attendant dared not raise his head, merely repeating, "Your Majesty, please temper your anger!"
"He did this intentionally! He wants to tell me not to try and control his whereabouts?" the Emperor exclaimed in rage.
This son made him proud, but he was far too uncontrollable. Even without his memories, he remained so. He believed Zhan Tian knew the secret guards were his men, yet he still chose to kill them. What did that signify?
It meant he was issuing a challenge.
Hearing the Emperor's words, the attendant dared not speak another word.
In the Emperor's fury, those around him rarely fared well. However, the Prince of Jin's ruthless actions had shocked them even more than the Emperor.
The Emperor furrowed his brow, pacing back and forth in the imperial study, appearing restless.
He seemed to be contemplating something, as if making a decision.
In such a situation, anyone would be enraged.
One had to admit, the Prince of Jin was truly formidable. While all other princes vied to please the Emperor, the Prince of Jin dared to pluck feathers from a tiger's back. His audacity was immense!
Was he not afraid of angering the Emperor and having the hard-won identity of Prince of Jin revoked?
In his rage, the Emperor suddenly thought of the three tiny, sprout-like grandchildren.
Each one appeared incredibly clever and possessed immense courage.
They would undoubtedly be as outstanding as their father when they grew up.
Therefore...
He was still in his prime and had no urgency to abdicate.
The Emperor's expression grew increasingly somber. As his thoughts deepened, the previous anger seemed to dissipate.
The attendant beside him wondered curiously what the Emperor was thinking that caused his anger to subside so quickly.
"Go investigate and find out the disposition of the Night King's Consort's three children," the Emperor commanded in a deep voice. He wanted to know everything about the three children.
"Yes, Your Majesty!" The attendant immediately accepted the order.
After the attendant departed, the Emperor surveyed the memorial documents scattered across the floor and the general disarray of the imperial study, his lips tightening.
Why, despite losing his memory, was Zhan Tian so close to Yun Shu and the others, yet distant from his own father?
And even wary of him?
The Emperor couldn't understand.
Meanwhile, the one equally troubled and unable to comprehend this was also Princess Ning De.
She had received news not long ago.
A man wearing a mask had suddenly appeared at the teahouse where Yun Shu was.
They had enjoyed themselves, eaten and drunk their fill at the teahouse, and then left together for the temple fair.
There was a temple fair that evening.
Even though the messenger mentioned the man wore a mask and his identity was unknown, stating he was likely someone familiar to the Night King's Consort and their three children, who were clinging to him, she knew. She knew that man was Zhan Tian Ye.
He wore a mask to conceal his identity, all to accompany Yun Shu and the three children.
What was it about Yun Shu that was so special?
Waves of anger, even intense jealousy, surged within Princess Ning De.
"Well done, Yun Shu, you certainly have your methods! Tell those lurking in the shadows that today is not the time to act. We must avoid drawing the fire upon ourselves." Princess Ning De gave the order with a blank expression.
If Zhan Tian Ye hadn't suddenly appeared today, the assassination of the palace entourage would have succeeded!
Perhaps Yun Shu would have been a piece of meat on the chopping block, at her mercy!
...
Brilliant fireworks illuminated the sky.
They lit up the entire night with splendor.
The streets and alleys were bustling with people.
The temple fair at night was even more entertaining than during the day.
Yun Shu and her group hadn't expected to stumble upon the night temple fair when they decided to go out today.
As a family amidst the crowd, their laughter was irrepressible.
Zhan Tian Ye, with his astonishing strength, held all three of his sons in his arms while watching the circus performance, allowing them a clear view.
Yun Chang Feng even felt a pang of envy. If the Night King weren't there, he would have been the one to do this!
As a general who had fought on the battlefield, he possessed sufficient strength.
Seeing his grandsons' looks of admiration directed elsewhere, Yun Chang Feng felt deeply disappointed.
However, seeing the family together, Yun Chang Feng's heart felt content. The Night King was a man of integrity. After all that had happened, he still held Shu'er dear.
The way the Night King looked at Shu'er as they walked, he, as an old father, pretended not to see it.
But in his heart, he understood everything clearly.
Tonight, he would sleep with his grandsons, giving the two of them some time alone.
Young people, occasional intimacy could indeed warm their affections, he understood.
Amidst the children's joyous laughter, Yun Shu and Zhan Tian Ye exchanged glances. Yun Shu whispered, in a voice only they could hear, "Is that mask from Dong Ning Kingdom, brought by Qiu Lu, or did you buy it just now?"
"Qiu Lu brought it. I'm not used to wearing others. I just... remembered some things," Zhan Tian Ye replied, his voice low.
Yun Shu was taken aback. "Remembered what?"
On the way to the temple fair in the carriage, she had tried using hypnosis, combined with acupuncture, to facilitate Zhan Tian Ye's hypnosis.
She wasn't exactly a master hypnotist and didn't know much. However, a recent miscellaneous book she had read contained some information similar to hypnosis.
It could be integrated with her existing knowledge.
It wasn't a difficult task.
Had it only been an attempt, and it had already yielded some results?
She couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement, eager to know what he had remembered.
"When the children return to the General's mansion, I will tell you slowly," Zhan Tian Ye said, his voice deep, carrying a deadly allure.
It seemed as though he was deliberately enticing something.
Yun Shu's heart fluttered gently.