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However, the number of people here was far less than the number they had dispatched. Where did the other people go? Were they already dead and disposed of? Or were they captured alive by Prince Zhan Yun?
…
Where could the others be?
Meanwhile, in the Grand Preceptor Yu Residence…
Grand Preceptor Yu, who was in the study dealing with some matters, also heard a series of screams from outside.
He did not send anyone to check on it. Instead, he stood up in a good mood and prepared to investigate what had happened.
After all, he expected Qian Jiyun to reveal something they didn’t know to save An Jiuyue and the two children after they had been captured.
How could he not be happy about this outcome?
But he never expected to see a pile of corpses in the courtyard.
“Where did these come from? Who did this?”
His face turned ashen as he shouted at the trembling servants, who were looking at the corpses in fear.
What was there not to understand about this sight?
The operation had failed yet again, right? It was the same as before. Every time they thought they were about to succeed, they failed.
He thought it would be easier to deal with a woman like An Jiuyue than Prince Zhan Yun.
However, the outcome was still the same!
“Is it really that hard to deal with a woman? Useless things!” he cursed at the corpses.
He was well aware, however, that they were his residence’s elite shadow guards. Every single one of them was unrivaled by regular guards.
He could not help but wonder who An Jiuyue was to warrant Qian Jiyun’s protection.
“Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and take these filthy things away! Take them away!”
When he saw his servants standing in a daze without any intention of removing the eyesores, he bellowed, nearly stomping his feet.
They had failed time and again, and many people died as a result. Even so, they were unable to extract a secret from Qian Jiyun.
How could he accept this?
The servants only returned to their senses when they heard Grand Preceptor Yu’s furious roar. They fought nausea in their chests and dragged the corpses away. Only the stench of blood remained.
…
The same thing happened in the residences of aristocratic families.
Of course, the Emperor could not be left out.
Qian Jiyun lacked the authority and resources in the capital to throw the corpses into the imperial study.
Hence, the bodies of the men in black sent by the Emperor were thrown at the residence of the Empress’s birth family—the old Grand Tutor’s residence.
At first, the old Grand Tutor knew nothing. When he saw so many corpses suddenly, he fainted from fright. The imperial physician they had summoned spent a long time treating him before pulling him from the jaws of death.
When the Empress learned what had happened, she cursed the old Emperor and Qian Jiyun.
But all she could do was scold them. She could do nothing about either.
In Xue Yingyue’s courtyard, Ling Long was about to call for someone to dispose of the corpses when she noticed someone who shouldn’t have arrived.
She was so frightened and trembled with a start, almost screaming.
“P-Prince?!”
