On the twenty-third day of the ninth month, the capital received its first snowfall. Drifting snowflakes scattered across the sky with the biting northern winds, landing coldly upon skin and making people shudder.
In the end, Ye Wang still left for Yunrong.
A representative from the Yin family came personally to fetch him, and Ye Zhili accompanied Ye Wang and Yin Hongye as far as the city gates. As they walked, Yin Hongye leaned against Ye Zhili, her eyes red and swollen from crying.
Two days earlier than planned, Ye Yunting arrived at the Duke of Qi's estate.
Li Fengqi had originally worried and wanted to accompany him. However, after some thought, Ye Yunting realized that since this trip was solely about Ye Wang, if Li Fengqi were to go along, it was likely that more conflict would ensue. This would not only fail to dissuade Ye Wang from going to Yun Rong, it might even force him to choose between two sides, caught in the middle.
Therefore, in the end, Ye Yunting boarded the carriage alone under Li Fengqi's resentful gaze.
In the end, Li Fengqi never managed to obtain the reward he wanted from Ye Yunting. On the contrary, after being met with refusal, the sight of his crestfallen expression delighted Ye Yunting more than ever.
Over these last few days, Li Fengqi had been making trouble for Ye Yunting both openly and covertly. Regardless of whether he accepted or rejected the advances, Ye Yunting would always be tricked by him in the end. When Ye Yunting thought back on it now, it would have been better to strike first and secure victory through surprise tactics.
Having achieved this unprecedented win, Ye Yunting's mood was exceptionally high, and he walked leisurely over to greet the guests.
First, Ye Wang received his treatment, then the group proceeded toward the front hall. The wolf king followed closely behind them.
Ye Yunting paused, his expression somewhat embarrassed. "Why not send it back for now?" After such a disturbance, bringing along the wolf king might easily frighten their guests.
The wolf king sat beside him with its head raised, panting at him with its tongue out. Perhaps understanding Ye Yunting's words, it nudged his palm with its nose. It was as docile as any domesticated dog, rather than a wolf.
Only after seeing off all the guests and leaving only his own people within the pavilion did Ye Yunting finally relax his shoulders and sigh deeply.
He glanced at Pan Yue’s lifeless body, and said, “Have someone bring Pan Yue’s corpse back to his manor.”
Li Fengqi’s prediction was quickly proven correct. As expected, Li Zong did not follow Qiao Hairen’s suggestion, but instead sent anothe...