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Chapter 1220 - Chapter 1220 Chapter 1219 Obtaining the Divine Liquid_1



Chapter 1220: Chapter 1219: Obtaining the Divine Liquid_1 Chapter 1220: Chapter 1219: Obtaining the Divine Liquid_1 Yang Wenxiao stood up. “Alright, everyone pack your things; we’re heading to the manor.”

Upon hearing his words, Tong Sanlang quickly spoke up, “Not waiting any longer?”

“No need to wait. With her abilities, she’ll surely know our whereabouts. Let’s go to the manor,” said Yang Wenxiao, his expression and tone both very calm.

After he gave the command, everyone began to pack up their belongings and evacuate. The guards entered the secret tunnel, ready to collect the torches one by one.

The tunnel was quite long. The guards pulled carts into it, transporting the torches out cart by cart.

This task would take quite some time, and Yang Wenxiao had no intention of waiting. He and Yang Zheng got into a sedan chair to descend the mountain.

Just then, a shout from Ren Zhong came from the tunnel, “Your Majesty, Your Majesty wait–”

“Stop,” Yang Wenxiao turned to look at the entrance of the tunnel.

Ren Zhong appeared at the mouth of the tunnel, panting heavily with sweat all over his forehead, his face flushed red, “Reporting to Your Majesty, I found this in the hall at the end of the tunnel!”

He hurried over to Yang Wenxiao, and handed over a small vial and a piece of paper.

Upon seeing this, Yang Wenxiao’s expression tightened, his arms trembling slightly as he reached out.

To be precise, they were trembling violently. When he tried to take the small vial from Ren Zhong’s palm, he couldn’t manage to hold onto it.

This gesture revealed his current state.

All the composure he had shown before was a facade. Now, seeing the small vial and the letter, his entire strength seemed to be drained away.

Such alternating extremes of sorrow and joy were too much for his body to bear.

Tong Sanlang, who was standing next to the sedan chair, saw this and took the piece of paper from Ren Zhong’s hand, unfolding it for Yang Wenxiao to see, “Your Majesty, please read the letter first.”

Yang Wenxiao’s gaze shifted to the paper, and as he caught sight of the familiar handwriting, he clenched his teeth and read it word for word.

The contents of the letter were straightforward, comprising only a few brief sentences that could be read in a glance.

But Yang Wenxiao stared at it for a quarter of an hour. Afterward, he reached out to take the paper from Tong Sanlang’s hand.

The letter said that he should stop looking for her; when a person dies, they are gone like the snuffing out of a lamp, and there was no need to delve into the past.

The small vial contained the Divine Liquid. Dissolving the Divine Liquid in water and having Emperor Yong’an, Yang Zheng, and the others drink it would neutralize the poison.

“She indeed doesn’t want to appear before everyone,” Yang Wenxiao lowered his eyes and carefully folded the letter, then placed it into his chest pocket.

He looked at the small vial in Ren Zhong’s palm and took it. “Let’s go, we won’t head to the manor. We’ll return to the capital directly.” After saying this, he let down the curtain of the sedan chair, cutting off everyone’s view from outside.

With this direct order to return to the capital, everyone descended the mountain and took the same route back.

Upon reaching Bailu Town, Tong Sanlang who had been following beside the sedan couldn’t help but speak, “Your Majesty, Xiaomai and I–”

“You and your wife may stay here for now, but be ready to be summoned to the capital at any time,” Yang Wenxiao’s voice came from within the sedan.

At his words, both Tong Sanlang and Qiao Xiaomai were overjoyed. They hurriedly expressed their gratitude.

Qiao Xiaomai also took the opportunity to talk with Ailiusa for a while. She originally wanted Ailiusa to stay for some time, but Ailiusa insisted on accompanying Yang Wenxiao back to the capital. Qiao Xiaomai could only give Ailiusa her verbal blessings.

Watching Yang Wenxiao’s convoy disappear into the distance from the crossroads, Tong Sanlang turned to Qiao Xiaomai and said, “Quickly, get on the carriage, let’s go home!” His face was full of joy, and his voice couldn’t hide his jubilation.

Having left here at the start of February, they had been traveling around for months, and now, he and Qiao Xiaomai were finally back!


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