Urban God of War: The Live-in Son-in-law-Chapter 315 The Imperial Capital, Turbulent Undercurrents!

Ye Feng immediately headed to the Inner Courtyard and discovered there that Hong Qingyan was lying down, injured. Her breath was extremely weak, and there was even a deep palm print on her face.

Yu Feiyu was tending to Hong Qingyan's wounds while Long Nannan stood beside the bed, her head lowered like a child who had done something wrong.

"What exactly happened?" Ye Feng's sword-like eyebrows lifted in anger.

Xiao Chuanqi stepped forward and said, "This subordinate deserves to die, for failing to protect the Mistress. Two days ago, the Mistress attended a high society gathering of notable ladies in the imperial city, and unexpectedly..."

Ye Feng barked, "Qingyan has a calm nature and has never liked such gatherings. For no reason at all, why would she attend this so-called gathering of notable ladies?"

Xiao Chuanqi fell silent, and Sima Zhantian along with Leng Wuming and others also remained silent.

At this moment, just like a child who had misbehaved, Long Nannan slowly stepped forward and said, "Little Martial Uncle, if you want to hit or scold someone, then blame me, but please don't hit me. This matter is all my fault, I'm to blame."

Ye Feng turned his head to look at her but didn't ask any questions, instead waiting for this little troublemaker to speak.

Long Nannan, although usually fearless, felt guilty about this matter. She didn't dare meet Ye Feng's piercing gaze and only mumbled, "Because these past few days at home were so boring, and Little Martial Uncle, you weren't here, I suggested we invite Sister Hong out to have some fun. Just then, one of Sister Qingyan's friends came over to our place."

Ye Feng frowned and asked, "Qingyan's friend, which friend is that?"

Hong Qingyan liked her quiet, and Ye Feng knew she had hardly any friends in the imperial city.

Long Nannan said, "I'm not sure about her exact name. All I know is that Qingyan refers to her as her cousin, and there were a lot of people that night. I was busy eating—all the food there was really, really delicious—so I didn't pay much attention to Sister Qingyan."

Faced with this person showing such a wronged expression, Ye Feng truly couldn't bring himself to be angry, even knowing she might be feigning innocence. Yet, those pitiful, big eyes seemed so sincere.

"Qingyan's cousin, could it be... Hong Yuting? When did she come to the imperial city?"

Ye Feng's brows tightened. Of course, he knew that someone like Hong Yuting alone wouldn't have such great influence in the imperial city. Therefore, the person who really acted against Hong Qingyan couldn't be Hong Yuting; at most, she was just an accomplice.

"About that gathering the other night, who else was there?" Ye Feng inquired.

Long Nannan pouted and said, "I don't know about that. You know me, Little Martial Uncle, when I see delicious food and fun things, I forget everything else. I only noticed that they were all flimsy, gaudy women, so vulgar, I didn't bother to look closely."

Ye Feng was left speechless.

However, from the information gathered, those responsible for humiliating and attacking Hong Qingyan seemed to be the so-called notable ladies of the imperial city. If that was the case, it was not good for Ye Feng to take direct action.

After all, being the Northern Border King himself, he couldn't publicly lash out at women. If this got out, it would make him the laughingstock of the entire world. The people who dared to act against Hong Qingyan probably did so because they counted on this fact.

However, he naturally wouldn't let it pass that someone had the audacity to raise their hand against his woman and even publicly humiliate her. As the saying goes, respect others as you would respect the Buddha himself. Those who publicly humiliated Hong Qingyan in front of a crowd were clearly targeting him, the Northern Border King.

Since it wasn't appropriate to deal with these so-called notable ladies, Ye Feng decided to target them directly!

"How is Qingyan now?" Ye Feng turned his head to Yu Feiyu, who had just finished tending to the wounds.

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Yu Feiyu had witnessed Ye Feng's utmost concern for Hong Qingyan, but she remained silent, her face betraying no unusual expression, and just said, "There's nothing serious now. She was just slapped twice, knocking out two teeth, and her thigh was also kicked."

Ye Feng nodded to show he understood before stepping out of the room. Xiao Chuanqi, Sima Zhantian, and Leng Wuming followed suit.

"In these few days I wasn't in the imperial city, what kind of movements were there in the city, other than what happened with Qingyan?" Ye Feng asked.

Leng Wuming stepped forward and said, "To report to Your Majesty, I wanted to speak earlier but it was inconvenient in the sickroom. During these days when you were not in the Imperial Capital, for some reason, the entire upper echelons of the Imperial Capital have been circulating rumors that you have already died."

Ye Feng's eyebrows knitted together, and he did not speak.

Leng Wuming hummed coldly, "As for such groundless rumors, of course we do not believe them, so we have stayed put in the Northern Cloud Residence without taking any action for the past few days."

Ye Feng nodded and said, "You did the right thing. The undercurrents in the Imperial Capital are now turbulent. The few of you alone would not have been enough to contend."

Sima Zhantian gritted his teeth and said, "However, Your Majesty, not only are there rumors in the Imperial Capital about Your Majesty's death, but there are also rumors that you don't deserve to be the Northern Border King, and there have even been calls to prepare for your removal from the position of Northern Border King."

"Oh? They say I don't deserve to be the Northern Border King?" Ye Feng couldn't help but laugh, his laughter tinged with mockery, "Well, I really want to see who else under heaven is more qualified than me to be the Northern Border King."

Xiao Chuanqi said, "Without concealing the truth from Your Majesty, these past few days an uproar has suddenly arisen in the Imperial Capital about an individual named Sky-piercing. This person has a lot of support, and even in the General's Mansion, there have been many calls saying that Sky-piercing has the true qualifications to be the Northern Border King."

"Sky-piercing?" Ye Feng's frown deepened. It seemed that during his absence, the Imperial Capital had once again started to churn, "What is this person's background?"

Xiao Chuanqi replied with a bitter smile, "That, we do not know. Your Majesty is aware, we excel in killing enemies on the battlefield, but here in the Imperial Capital, if it were the Northern Border, perhaps we might have been more informed. But here..."

Ye Feng waved his hand to cut him off, "Alright, is there anything else?"

Sima Zhantian spoke, "There is one more matter. Yesterday, the daughter of the Old Northern King, Ning Weiwei, came with a group, and among them were people from the Utility Pavilion, including a high-level master."

"A master? One you couldn't defeat?" Ye Feng asked, unable to suppress a smirk. Find exclusive stories on novelbuddy

Xiao Chuanqi replied with a wry smile, "We couldn't defeat him. The opponent is a practitioner of the Divine Path Realm, moreover, at the God Gathering Realm. None of us were a match for him, but in the end, that person didn't dare to set foot in Northern Cloud Residence. Instead, he left a message."

"What message?"

"He ordered us to vacate Northern Cloud Residence within three days. Furthermore, he said that if Your Majesty returned, he would visit again to issue a challenge to Your Majesty," said Xiao Chuanqi.

Ye Feng snorted. A mere God Gathering Realm practitioner was, in his eyes now, hardly worth mentioning. Probably just another thug Ning Weiwei had not been able to hold back from hiring.

However, this Sky-piercing seemed a little more complex to Ye Feng. It was one thing for madness to spread through the Imperial Capital, but support within the General's Mansion indicated that this person had significant influence, and that influence surely originated from the General's Mansion.

Ye Feng recalled that when he went to the Central Region, he had been with Great General Duantian. Although Duantian had not shown anything unusual during the entire journey, his attitude had been inexplicably cold.

Clearly, the buttress of the Imperial Capital, the Great General, harbored some misgivings and perhaps even dissatisfaction toward Ye Feng, the Northern Border King—especially after that remark Ye Feng had made: 'If the day comes when the Great General fails to act, I shall stand ready to take his place.'

Strictly speaking, Ye Feng's foundation lay in the Utility Pavilion; more precisely, his backer was Second Sect Leader Shi Yehong, for the latter had been the venerable master of the Old Northern King, and thus Ye Feng and the General's Mansion had never gotten along well.

With these thoughts, Ye Feng shook his head and smiled faintly, turning to walk into his study. Asking Xiao Chuanqi was unlikely to yield any fruitful information, so after sitting down, he lifted his hand and snapped his fingers.

Suddenly, a dark shadow appeared in the corner of the study's shadows.

"Greetings, Your Majesty. You have summoned me; do you have any orders?" the Shadow asked as he bowed.

"Three things: Firstly, the mastermind behind the attack on Qingyan and those noble ladies—who is it?"

"Secondly, the details of this Sky-piercing!"

"Thirdly, the background of the person Ning Weiwei brought!" Ye Feng said leisurely, the truly useful intelligence could only be obtained from the master of the Hidden Army, the Shadow.