After Marrying the Disabled, I Became the Prime Minister's Wife

Chapter 201

"Zheng'er?" An Sheng froze in surprise.Gong Shang immediately pointed and exclaimed, "Your Highness, look—"

Behind Yan Zheng stood soldiers from the Western Mountain Camp, but further back were troops from the Five-City Military Command. The two groups stood together harmoniously, as if no battle had ever taken place between them!

An Sheng's eyes darkened. "Where is Governor Ling?"

Yan Zheng pressed his thin lips together without answering. Instead, Yue Huai'an, the commander of the Five-City Military Command, urged his horse forward and tossed down a severed head.

"The traitor Ling Yu has been executed! The remaining rebels—surrender and you shall be spared!"

The Cining Palace erupted in uproar. The Emperor was overjoyed, but An Sheng's face twisted with unconcealed fury. "Zheng'er? You dare betray me?"

Yan Zheng lifted his gaze, his ink-black eyes calm and unreadable. "I was never loyal to you. How can this be called betrayal?"

"Good, very good—" An Sheng laughed in rage, her crimson-tipped finger jabbing toward him. "Xiao Jie! Kill this unfilial son for me!"

At her command, the palace guards drew their swords in unison.

Yue Huai'an shouted, "You who feast on the Emperor's bounty—how dare you commit treason?"

But ever since Xiao Jie had taken command of the imperial guards, he had painstakingly replaced every last one of them. They charged forward without hesitation, heedless of the consequences.

Yan Zheng said coolly, "Loose the arrows."

As the word left his lips, he raised a hand to cover Chu Ruoyan's eyes.

A moment later, she heard only the whistling of arrows and the dull thuds of bodies collapsing...

When Yan Zheng finally lowered his hand, she saw the palace guards lying in heaps at the palace gates.

The remaining soldiers wavered, their courage faltering. An Sheng roared in fury, "Xiao Jie! Go yourself!"

Xiao Jie drew his sword and obeyed, but the instant he stepped beyond the palace threshold, a figure descended from above, slashing down with such force that it sent him crashing to his knees.

Xiao Jie hastily raised his sword to block, but the attacker bellowed and swung again—this time cleanly severing his head from his shoulders...

Thud.

Xiao Jie's head rolled to An Sheng's feet. She kicked it away in disgust, only to hear the voice of her ninth brother, Prince Qin: "Elder Sister An Sheng, this time, you've gone too far!"

Startled, she looked up to see Murong Jin, who had been lying in ambush atop the Cining Palace gates, waiting for this fatal moment.

Yan Zheng frowned slightly, displeased by Prince Qin's brutal method...

But when he glanced down, the woman in his arms remained unshaken.

His irritation melted into satisfaction.

As expected of his A-Yan—she truly had the composure of a general's wife!o turn to for help, did you ever lift a finger? What kind of mother does that make you?"

These words had been festering in his heart for a long time—spoken both for Yan Zheng's sake and for the unjust, tragic death of An Sheng's son.

An Sheng froze for a moment, then burst into wild laughter. "Fine! Even if I’m unworthy of being his mother, he’ll still be cursed for betraying his own flesh and blood! Yan Zheng, when the time comes, mother and son will both be reviled for eternity—ha ha ha!"

Chu Ruoyan was utterly speechless.

This madwoman was beyond reason!

Yan Zheng gently pulled her behind him and raised an eyebrow. "Oh? Is that so?"