Why My Domineering Prince Regretted Filing for Divorce? Chapter 235 - 225: You, Are the Duke Mansion’s Good Daughter

"Quick, kill him now!"

Kou Junliang scread in terror, making his already sowhat shrill voice even more piercing. Although the surrounding Imperial Guards were exceedingly frightened, at this mont, they could only brace themselves and step forward.

One of the Imperial Guards imdiately reached for his sword.

But just as he was about to move, even before his blade was unsheathed, Yu Wenye’s long knife was already upon him. The man only felt a chill in his chest, and instantly, the blood that spurted from his chest dyed half of the night sky red.

The man scread miserably, falling backward onto the ground.

The few Imperial Guards behind were about to draw their swords, but upon seeing this scene, they felt a warmth on their faces—the blood of their colleague pouring down like a torrential rain—and were instantly stunned, their hands frozen mid-air. In their eyes of disbelief, Yu Wenye’s towering figure was already reflected, clutching his knife, striding towards them one step at a ti!

He roared with anger, like a thunderclap—

"Move aside!"

The few Imperial Guards’ legs went weak, and they indeed retreated several steps backward, while Kou Junliang, hiding behind them, had already curled into a ball. Seeing Yu Wenye had charged up to him, he was imdiately scared stiff, wetting his pants, and cried out, "Spare , Great General!"

"You could have lived!"

In the mont of overwhelming fear, suddenly hearing these words from Yu Wenye, Kou Junliang, like a drowning man seeing the last straw, hastily lifted his head, but just as he did so, he saw a flash of cold light.

In the glint of the knife, Yu Wenye’s eyes were harsh and gloomy, coldly saying, "Too bad, you picked the wrong target!"

As the words fell, he swung down the knife without hesitation!

"Ah—!"

With a piercing scream, Kou Junliang’s head was sent flying by a column of blood several ters high, then fell down, rolling far away on the ground, while Yu Wenye brandished his Mo Blade, blood droplets splattering like a sprawling net of crimson around him. He shouted loudly, "Xingluo Granary is secured, Kou Junliang is dead. Anyone following his rebellion, kill without rcy!"

Though the scene was chaotic, his voice was deep and resonant, instantly alarming everyone. When those who followed Kou Junliang saw that rolling head, they were frightened to death, and the Imperial Guards standing around realized they had lost their support, quickly retreating, escaping from the battlefield, disappearing into the night.

Yu Wenye glanced once, but did not stop them. Instead, he turned around and looked around.

The soldiers, seeing Kou Junliang was dead and all the Imperial Guards had left, instantly lost their bearings. eting Yu Wenye’s fearso gaze, they had no strength left for resistance, dropping their helts and armor, kneeling on the ground, repeatedly shouting, "Spare us, Great General! Spare us!"

Yu Wenye narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the soldiers kneeling at his feet, said, "Those who surrender are innocent."

No one dared to stand up, only continuing to bow on the ground, while Yu Wenye waved his hand, and the soldiers still blocked on the mountain road rushed down imdiately, taking these n away.

Soon after, a familiar figure stepped forward and bowed with clasped hands.

"Young Master!"

In front of him was none other than Jiang Kesong, who had just led two hundred cavalry to suddenly charge and scatter Kou Junliang’s troops. He was dressed in black, dusted in snow, evidently having lurked around here for quite so ti. Yu Wenye said, "When did you arrive?"

Jiang Kesong replied, "Been here for two days."

"Why didn’t you show up earlier?"

"The Young Madam instructed us to stay hidden in Luokou Ferry, especially ensuring the court’s n wouldn’t discover us."

"Oh?"

Jiang Kesong glanced behind Yu Wenye and then whispered, "The Young Madam, she foresaw it all."

Though only four words, Yu Wenye understood completely.

He paused silently, then waved his hand saying, "Don’t linger around too long either, return to the manor imdiately, and make sure your n stay out of the city for the ti being."

Jiang Kesong nodded—he also understood, after all, they had just charged at the court’s troops, and moreover, Yu Wenye had also killed a supervisor amidst the chaos. If the matter were investigated thoroughly, it could likely be deed rebellion against the court. So, by separating them, they detach the Yuwen Family from this event, leaving Yu Wenye to explain the military unrest to the people at court.

Jiang Kesong bowed, saying, "Then, I’ll head back imdiately."

With that, he respectfully bowed to the slender figure halfway up the mountain, turned and signaled, his n who arrived in a rush left just as orderly, like a passing gust of wind, quickly disappearing without a trace.