After Rebirth, She Becomes the Revenge Queen-Chapter 549 - 357: Brothers (Seeking Monthly Pass)_3

Yang Yi halted his steps, clenched his teeth as he gripped the hilt of his sword, then untied the sword tassel from the hilt and tossed it to him through the air: "Whether we meet again depends on fate. We are brothers, after all. Keep this as a token of remembrance."

After saying this, he pushed off with one foot and, like a hawk, glided down the mountain.

King Yan took a few steps forward to call out to him, but he could no longer see his figure.

He stood still, looking at the tassel in his hand, clenching it tightly in his palm, then turned back to glance at the mound behind him where the paper money had been burned.

In the distance, on a tree, Fu Zhen and Pei Zhan exchanged a glance before leaping backwards in unison, leaving the forest.

...

He Zhao had already been dispatched to escort King Yan.

Yang Yi walked alone out of the temple, stepping forward along the lane one step at a time.

The bright moonlight near the Mid-Autumn Festival made the polished and smooth bluestone ground exceptionally bright.

By this time, there were almost no people on the road, and the houses on both sides had long since extinguished their lights.

Only a few lanterns hung in front of the gates of some affluent families, stretching and compressing his passing shadow, giving the tall, solitary figure an overwhelming sense of loneliness.

Outside the alley, on the main street, there were still a few shops that had not yet closed.

The first to come into view was a wine shop, and the shopkeeper eagerly called out from afar: "Sir, our shop has a new strong liquor, would you like to come in and try it?"

Yang Yi stopped for a moment, his gaze falling on the woman inside the empty shop hall behind him, who was playing with a child with a bamboo dragonfly.

The child was only five or six years old, still playfully pestering his mother. The lady affectionately pinched his nose, smiled and said, "You little rascal," then casually handed him a sesame cake.

Yang Yi stared blankly for a moment, then continued to step forward.

Fu Zhen and Pei Zhan followed at a distance, neither too close nor too far behind him.

When they heard footsteps behind, they hid in the shadows and saw He Zhao stride forward to catch up with Yang Yi, then stopped their pursuit.

The master and servant walked in unison toward the direction of Wanbin Building, and the heavy sense of solitude from before seemed to have disappeared.

Without having attracted the last guest, the wine shop owner yawned and started to clean up to close the shop.

Soon, the long street was left with only Fu Zhen and Pei Zhan.

Fu Zhen let out a deep sigh, his shoulders drooping: "From what they just said, the brothers should have met quite a few times.

"In the past few years, the Eldest Prince should have come to the capital many times and visited the lane to pay homage to the father and son there several times, which means King Yan has long been aware of the Baiyu Lane case, but he didn’t tell anyone!"

This frail young prince, he actually has such deep and profound guile! If it weren’t for them accidentally witnessing it tonight, who would have guessed?

Pei Zhan also gritted his teeth and sighed, placing his hands on his hips: "Seeing this palace conflict, we must put serious thought into understanding it clearly."

Fu Zhen turned to look at him: "I remember you said after returning from the palace last time that, coincidentally, King Yan also had an incident seven years ago?"

Upon remembering this, Pei Zhan’s gaze flickered: "That’s right, it was on the night of the Qixi Festival seven years ago. It is said that he was following a palace attendant into the street and was suddenly frightened. Later, his condition, which had been stable after years of recuperation, worsened."

As a prince, King Yan was free to enter and leave the palace, especially when his condition was relatively stable.

"How could it be such a coincidence, also seven years ago!" Fu Zhen crossed his arms, "According to what the deposed Crown Prince explained at the time, during that year’s Qixi, Prince Rong and the others had already been secretly investigating the Eldest Prince under the orders of the Eastern Palace for a period of time.

"I wonder if King Yan knew about this when he encountered the accident?"

Pei Zhan took a deep breath: "Other things might be hard to investigate, but the matter of King Yan being frightened seven years ago might not be too difficult to look into.

"Looks like I’ll have to make a trip to the imperial guard office again."

Fu Zhen furrowed his brows and nodded, gazing in the direction Yang Yi and the others had left: "I have already made sketches today; I can also make another trip to Kunning Palace.

"This mystery, I must solve!"

No matter how firmly King Yan claims the Empress was involved in the events of the past, Fu Zhen is convinced that the Empress’s genuine affection for Yang Yi cannot be fake.

Given that she has missed him so sincerely for decades, why would she have harmed a part of herself in the first place?

This point is, no matter what, incomprehensible.