Chapter 747: The Yellow Turbans Duanmu's murderous intent

Duanmu Yan's brows furrowed slightly, and ripples appeared in her heart.

As for the Duke of Zhenguo Su Ye, he was not like those people in the court who only knew his reputation but not the reason behind it.

In his heart, Su Ye is the hero who fought bloody battles in the Yellow Turban territory of Daqian, suppressed the Yellow Turban rebellion, and protected the peace of Daqian.

He is also the husband of his senior sister Si Luoying who once saved him.

He had a great fondness for Su Ye like this.

"Your Majesty, Duke Zhenguo Su Ye has made great contributions to Daqian. He is so loyal. Why..."

There was a hint of confusion in Duanmu Yan's words, and she tried to find a reason that would not go against her own wishes but would be understandable to the emperor.

"Duanmu Yan, do you know how delicate the balance of this world is? I also remember Su Ye's contribution in my heart, but it is a taboo for a monarch to be too powerful to be removed. It's not that I don't want to trust him, but I have to be on guard."

Si Yiqi sighed softly, with a complicated look in his eyes.

Duanmu Yan was silent for a moment after hearing this, feeling mixed emotions.

He understood the emperor's concerns, but he couldn't let go of his affection and respect for Su Ye.

As he was struggling internally, a thought quietly emerged - perhaps, his trip was not entirely a bad thing.

"Your Majesty, I have an idea."

"I am willing to go to Wuzhou, but I promise that I will never have a direct conflict with Su Ye unless it is absolutely necessary."

"I might observe secretly and act accordingly, so as to both check and balance the Duke of Zhenguo and maintain the peace of Daqian. How do you think?"

Duanmu Yan suddenly looked up at Si Yiqi. He just changed his mind and thought that if he refused this task, the emperor would definitely send someone else.

However, those people may not be as kind to Su Ye as he is, nor may they show mercy at the critical moment.

On the contrary, if he went, he could give Su Ye's men some slack.

"Duanmu Yan, you are indeed thoughtful and considerate."

"That's great. You can go and handle it this way. I am very relieved."

At this time, Si Yiqi, who was at the top, did not know that Duanmu Yan had already had some bad ideas. Instead, he praised Duanmu Yan greatly.

"Huang Chao, the former leader of the Yellow Turban Army, will be taken out of the Heavenly Prison by us and secretly sent to Wuzhou to help him revive the Yellow Turban Army and fight against the increasingly powerful Su Ye."

"And you, Duanmu Yan, will be my confidant and go with Huang Chao to provide both support and supervision."

Si Yiqi stood up, walked slowly to Duanmu Yan, and handed a secret letter to him.

This letter records all the plans regarding Huang Chao, Wuzhou and the fight against Su Ye.

Duanmu Yan took the secret letter, read it quickly, frowned, and then relaxed.

However, a barely perceptible cold light flashed in his slowly lowered eyes. He was a man who hated evil and hated the Yellow Turban Army that had once wreaked havoc on the Daqian Dynasty.

Now, Emperor Si Yiqi actually wanted to cooperate with this former traitor, which was tantamount to seeking the skin of a tiger. This made his dissatisfaction spread like wildfire and was difficult to quell.

However, Duanmu Yan was not an impulsive person. He quickly remembered his original plan - to complete the emperor's task and show mercy to Su Ye at the critical moment.

So he suppressed his displeasure and put on a faint smile.

"Your Majesty, Huang Chao is a cunning and deceitful man, and his Yellow Turban Army has brought endless disasters to Daqian."

"Cooperating with such a person is like playing with fire and getting burned. I am really unwilling to do so."

Although Duanmu Yan's words were light, each one was powerful, revealing his deep vigilance against Huang Chao.

Si Yiqi's expression changed slightly when he heard this, but then he regained his composure. He had already known Duanmu Yan's temperament and understood his dislike for the Yellow Turban Army.

But as an emperor, he must weigh the pros and cons and make the decision that is most beneficial to Daqian.

"Duanmu Yan, I understand your concerns, but the situation is complicated now. Su Ye is at the peak of his power. If we don't check and control him soon, Daqian may be in danger. Huang"

"Although Chao is a bandit, his prestige in the Yellow Turban Army is unmatched. Using him may help us buy some more time."

There was a hint of helplessness in Si Yiqi's tone, and his eyes were full of expectations when he looked at Duanmu Yan.

"Your Majesty, I am willing to go, but..."

"I have a request, I hope Your Majesty will grant it."

Duanmu Yan was silent for a moment, feeling mixed emotions.

"But it doesn't matter."

Si Yiqi secretly breathed a sigh of relief and encouraged.

"I hope that I can make all the decisions on this trip. If necessary, I can act according to my own discretion to ensure the smooth completion of the mission."

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Duanmu Yan's tone revealed a strong sense of confidence.

"Okay, I'll do as you say, but remember, all actions must be based on the overall situation and don't let personal emotions affect your judgment."

Upon hearing this, Si Yiqi was silent for a moment, and finally nodded in agreement.

"I understand, and I will live up to your majesty's high expectations."

Duanmu Yan saluted again, with a cold light flashing in her eyes.

He has now secretly made up his mind to take advantage of this opportunity to kill Huang Chao directly in Wuzhou!
In this way, not only a hidden danger was eliminated for Daqian, but also justice was sought for what he insisted on.

"This is my personal token. Seeing this card is like seeing me. At a critical moment, it may help you resolve some unnecessary troubles."

Afterwards, Si Yiqi took out a gold medal engraved with "As if I were here in person" from his sleeve and solemnly handed it to Duanmu Yan.

"Your Majesty has such trust in me, I will repay you with my own death."

Duanmu Yan took the gold medal and felt its heavy weight. She was certain in her heart that with this, things would be much easier.

Duanmu Yan took a deep breath, turned around and strode out of the imperial study.

On the other hand, Xu Zhongyuan was also busy arranging the release and transfer of Huang Chao.

The night was as dark as ink, and carriages drove out of Qiandu silently and galloped towards the unknown distance.

Huang Chao and Duanmu Yan, who were supposed to be on opposite sides, now have to fight side by side against a common enemy. The gears of fate quietly mesh at this moment.

Duanmu Yan followed the guidance of Xuan Jingsi and walked towards Huang Chao's tent at a brisk pace under the moonlight.

Ever since he learned that he would have to cooperate with this former leader of the Yellow Turban Army, he had been holding back a lot of anger in his heart. His hatred for the Yellow Turban Army was like a spark, constantly burning his reason.

"Humph, you Yellow Turban bandit, are you worthy enough to fight alongside me?"

Duanmu Yan hummed inwardly, but kept walking until she finally arrived in front of Huang Chao's tent.

He suddenly opened the curtain, and a strong breath rushed to his face. He saw Huang Chao sitting at the desk, holding an ancient book in his hand with a focused look on his face.

Hearing the noise, Huang Chao slowly raised his head, and his eyes, which had experienced many vicissitudes of life, revealed a hint of indifference.

As soon as Duanmu Yan entered the room, her eyes shot straight at Huang Chao like sharp swords, and she made no effort to conceal the hostility and disgust in her heart.

(End of this chapter)