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The night is as cool as water, and the moon is bright and the stars are scarce.

The streets are wide and lonely, the night breeze of early summer makes the branches of the trees on the side of the road "rattle", and the lanterns of the various deep mansions have been extinguished one after another.

When the time came, Yan Yuan appeared in the old mansion of the Shen family in the north of the city as promised.

The silence was deep, there was not a single light in the old house, and with his keen hearing, he could not feel the slightest popularity.

Yan Yuan's heart sank steeply.

The man asked him out, but he deliberately missed the appointment, as if he was playing cat and mouse.

That person likes to play this kind of trick the most, and he wants to exhaust all your strength in life and life, and finally send you to hell, hoping that you will never be able to live beyond life.

That's how that person dealt with the Qin family.

At that time, he accompanied Qin Guogong to Nanyu, but he didn't expect that person to kill the three masters of the Qin family in a short period of time, and finally even the grandfather of the country, who returned to Beijing in a hurry, fell into his calculation and almost died.

I was afraid that I would leave Grandpa Guo's life, but also to force him to ask him something. That man is selfish, cold-blooded, vicious and ruthless, and he is willing to kill even his own nephew, and he really has no humanity at all.

Is there really a way for my mother to survive if she falls into the hands of such a person......

The corners of Yan Yuan's forehead were faintly oozing with sweat, and the fear in his heart had reached the extreme.

Fortunately, this kind of torment did not last long, and suddenly a sneer came from the darkness, "Good!

Yan Yuan's heart shook suddenly, and he hurriedly looked up, "Master, is it you?"

Although he had already made up his mind to turn his face with him, his appearance was still respectful and polite, "Master, please accept the apprentice's worship—"

Yan Yuan said, and without hesitation, he bowed to the ground somewhere in the darkness.

It is said that "a man has gold under his knees", but the matter has reached an emergency point, even if there is only one straw left under his knees, as long as this straw can save his mother's life, he will kneel.

The crooked last quarter moon had now set behind the treetops, and the branches and stems of the trees revealed a blurred cloud of light and shadow, but still nothing could be seen.

After kneeling straight for half an hour, a man with a silver-gray mask finally slowly walked out of the darkness and slowly paced in front of him.

Yan Yuan didn't look up, he still bowed to the ground respectfully, bowing deeply.

This person has always been good at this, and always likes the feeling of being worshiped by others from above.

In order to enjoy this feeling, he did not hesitate to use all means, use everything available, sacrifice everything that could be sacrificed, so as to create such an illusion.

He's half-mad and half-demonic.

The silver-gray masked man looked at him fixedly for a long time, and suddenly quickly stretched out his right foot and stomped on the back of Yan Yuan's left hand lying on the ground.

Yan Yuan was in pain, but he didn't dare to withdraw his hand, and he only hoped that he would be able to put his mother back after he lost his temper.

This man has always liked to bully and abuse others, and the more painful others are, the happier he seems to be. He is a devil who bases his own happiness on the pain of others!

Yan Yuan's left hand was already numb with pain, but it was not as uncomfortable as the pain that pierced the heart before.

The silver-gray masked man finally let go of his foot, but he suddenly raised his foot again, kicking Yan Yuan's body to the opposite wall, and was bounced back to the ground by the reflex force of the wall.

Yan Yuan couldn't help but let out a painful cry.

All the wounds that were about to heal were cracked open, and beads of sweat the size of beans mixed with bright red blood poured out from all the wounds, and the air was filled with a thick smell of blood.

Yan Yuan spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then shouted with difficulty, "Master, if you want to fight or kill, it's up to you!

The silver-gray masked man snorted disdainfully, and the eyes that appeared outside the mask were filled with strong killing intent. Hmph! If it weren't for the fact that this kid was still of some use, I would have wanted to kill him right now.

After all, the silver-gray masked man did not kill him, but he also warned him clearly: "If you want your mother to live, then you must do what I command!"

Yan Yuan had already thought that this would be the result.

With his character, how could he return his mother to himself so easily? But now at least he knew that his mother was safe, so he had to agree to his request.

Fortunately, he didn't follow the emperor's advice and send the dragon guards over, otherwise once he got angry, he would definitely kill his mother to vent his anger.

This man has no humanity, what else can't be done?

Yan Yuan struggled to curl up and sit up next to the wall, the wounds on his body burned like fire, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't even breathe.

The silver-gray masked man was gone, and silence had returned to all around.

Yan Yuan forcibly endured the burning pain on his body and suddenly let out a low whistling sound.

Not long after, two men in black came to the courtyard, and they were surprised to see him like this.

Yan Yuan had fallen into a coma at this time because of excessive blood loss. A man in black hurriedly picked him up and put him on his companion's back, and the two of them quickly walked towards King Shen's mansion in Fuguifang, south of the city.

The emperor had been waiting in the Zimei Courtyard of King Shen's Mansion this night, and when he heard the secret guard report that Yan Gongzi was seriously injured and unconscious, his heart couldn't help but tighten.

Oh no! Things have changed!

The emperor was in a hurry, and hurriedly ran to Yan Yuan's residence. Several secret guards followed behind, for fear that the master would be in danger.

Although the emperor also came to King Shen's mansion, he stayed in the purple rose courtyard in the backyard most of the time, and Xuan Shao went to Yan Yuan's residence to look for him like this.

Fortunately, it was late at night, and no one was moving around the palace.

When the emperor arrived, Doctor Chen was giving medicine to Yan Yuan, and the two black-clothed men on the side, one holding a medicine box and the other holding a medicine bowl, stared at their young master without blinking.

Suddenly seeing a strange man enter, Dr. Chen instinctively wanted to avoid it.

The emperor waved at her and motioned for her to continue taking the medicine.

The two men in black bowed their heads slightly at him, and then turned their gaze to look at their young master.

The emperor couldn't help but think indignantly, even Yan Yuan's servants were usually disrespectful to him, even his minions dared to be so arrogant!

After Physician Chen finished taking the medicine, Yan Yuan immediately woke up, opened his eyes and looked around, and waved his hand to let Physician Chen and the man in black go down.

Yan Yuan was lying on the brocade couch on his side and was uncomfortable, his face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, even his lips were chapped and peeled, and new injuries were added before the old injuries healed.

The emperor looked faintly distressed.

In the end, this is also a brother who is related to his blood!

No matter what kind of hatred they had, but at this moment, the emperor regarded him as a brother from the bottom of his heart.

He couldn't help but step forward and hold Yan Yuan's hand on the brocade couch that was tied like a brown with gauze.

Yan Yuan's brows furrowed, his hand was forced, and he wanted to withdraw his left hand in disgust, but he couldn't do it, and he didn't twitch a few times. The emperor himself let go.