Four Harmonies and Good Fortune

Chapter 692 It's her who's right
Sang Dian stared at the flag on the large ship not far away.

With a guess in mind, and seeing the general outline of the words on the flag, he was overjoyed and subconsciously tightened his grip on Sang Zhi's arm beside him.

"Yes, yes."

Sang Zhi was in excruciating pain from being gripped, but they were standing right behind their young master, sharing half of his face, so even though it was painful, they had to pretend nothing was wrong.

On the surface, he remained calm, but inside he couldn't suppress the urge to hit someone, especially since Sang Dian's words were so incoherent and made him really uncomfortable.

"Did you see it?" Sang Dian lowered his voice, "The flag on the ship... has the word 'Thank you' on it."

Along the way, he couldn't wait to see that word, and his husband was just as eager, practically longing to see it.

Now it's finally here.

Reminded by Sang Dian, Sang Zhi finally turned his attention to the flag fluttering in the wind.

Actually, they weren't close enough to the ship; if they hadn't looked closely, they wouldn't have been able to tell.

Is it really Lady Xie?
Sangzhi stood there, stunned.

From Daming Prefecture to Longde Prefecture, and then to Fujian, did Lady Xie really manage to do all that? And how did she end up with such a large ship, with so many people on board?

“Angel Wang,” Sun Yuan couldn’t help but ask, “Do you know who the people on this ship are? Are they in danger?”

Sun Yuan thought Wang Yan wouldn't give a clear answer, since he couldn't see things clearly and who would take responsibility if something went wrong? But to his surprise, Wang Yan nodded almost without hesitation.

"Know."

Sun Yuan was slightly taken aback, then said, "Could it be someone arranged by an angel?"

“No,” Wang Yan said, “no one could command her; she risked her life to help herself.”

Sun Yuan didn't quite understand, but he could sense Wang Yan's extraordinary trust in the people on the boat. However, as they got closer, he realized that the people on the boat were not ordinary.

“My lord,” Sun Yuan reminded Wang Yan, “the people on the ship seem to be members of the Demon Cult. I once saw the Demon Cult at sea, and they were just like that… at first glance they look like ordinary people, but in fact each of them has a sharp weapon in their hand.”

"them……"

Wang Yan said, "It's alright. I'll board the ship first after we get close." He could already see the figure standing at the bow of the ship, with Su Man and Sang Mo standing next to Xie Yuyan.

Since these two people are with her, she must be safe.

As for why the ship was full of members of the Demon Cult, and why they were standing next to Xie Yuyan...

That's easy to figure out.

It would be difficult for Ayan's men to find this place. By using the demon cult, they wouldn't have to go through such a long detour to achieve their goal.

The method is good, but the dangers involved are self-evident.

Only she could get these people to obey her orders in such a short time.

As the two boats drew closer, a person suddenly stood up on Xie Yuyan's boat.

Officials in Fujian all recognized him; he was none other than Yang Jun, the military commander of Fujian Circuit.

The imperial court ordered the arrest of Yang Jun. Those officials who conspired with Yang Jun, needless to say, were in dire straits themselves and naturally wouldn't help in the search. Those officials unrelated to the matter, or only slightly implicated, all wanted to capture Yang Jun to atone for their crimes, but unfortunately, after searching for many days, they still couldn't find any trace of him.

I never expected Yang Jun to be here.

Moreover, Yang Jun looked extremely disheveled, with his hair in disarray, his eyes bloodshot, his clothes soaked through, and blood still flowing from the exposed flesh through the tears, clearly indicating that he was already half-dead.

Yang Jun pointed at Wang Yan, then looked at the members of the Demon Cult behind him with resentment: "What did he say? That he would help you get away with it? You've been deceived."

“Xu Shu,” Yang Jun stared at the “Supreme Head” wearing a veil, “you really haven’t improved at all. You weren’t fooled enough by Xie Yizhi before, and now you actually believe Wang Yan…” “Hahaha!”

Yang Jun laughed loudly: "Even if you hand me over to the imperial court, you won't end up well."

After speaking, Yang Jun looked at the people on Wang Yan's ship: "Listen carefully, this is Xu Shu, the leader of the Manichaeism, and also Xie Yizhi's mistress. Over the years, she has been leading the Manichaeans to help us smuggle goods."

Yang Jun's face was contorted; he was determined to take Xu Shu with him even in death.

"Xu Shu has taken countless lives. To think that Wang Yan can clear his name with just this little bit of merit... Hahaha, unless Wang Yan has a secret relationship with her and has been bribed by her."

A wooden bridge was built between the two boats, and Wang Yan walked across without hesitation. Sun Yuan tried to stop him, but Sang Zhi blocked his way.

Yang Jun leaned against the bow of the boat, staring wide-eyed at Wang Yan. He wanted to see the members of the Demon Cult taken away as well, especially Xu Shu, who had harmed him.

Wang Yan walked straight toward "Xu Shu". Yang Jun's sneer grew deeper and deeper. He wanted to see with his own eyes that Xu Shu begged for mercy in front of Wang Yan, and that the people of the Demon Sect were just as desperate as he was.

However, after Wang Yan stood in front of "Xu Shu", he did not straighten his back and show his official authority. Instead, he lowered his head, bent his waist slightly, and carefully looked at "Xu Shu" through the veil.

It wasn't about staring or scrutinizing, but rather gazing at her with a caring and gentle look.

Xu Shu did not step forward to bow, but instead reached out and removed the veil from her head.

Without the veil to conceal them, the faces hidden beneath were immediately revealed to everyone.

It was a young face, no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, with a beautiful face, bright and clear eyes, and a calm that could see through everything, rather than naivety and immaturity.

This is not Xu Shu.

Yang Jun felt as if something in his mind had suddenly snapped...

His vision blurred, and all his senses and thoughts drifted away, leaving him in a moment of blankness.

Then, many things came to mind: the unfamiliar voice, the hanging flag, and the things he had ignored suddenly became incredibly clear.

No wonder it's a flag with the character "谢" (meaning "thank you").

The person he was going to assassinate from afar was a teenage girl, Xie Yisong's daughter, the real second daughter of the Xie family.

How could he not have thought of that? Xu Shu simply couldn't have done those things.

So it has to be her.

At this point, Yang Jun could no longer stand and collapsed to the bow of the boat. Had he known it was her, he would never have handed over the wax pill or said those things. He would never have begged so desperately just to survive.

It turns out they were all fake.

He was completely fooled from the very beginning, thinking he had found a way out, when in fact he was already someone else's prey.

Wang Yan's gaze swept over Xie Yuyan's slightly reddened eyes, then over his slightly pale lips and somewhat thin chin. At each spot, his brows furrowed.

“A-Yan”.

He lowered his voice so that only she could hear him.

This sound carried a hint of resentment, worry, and a hidden joy beneath the surface.

Xie Yuyan nodded gently: "I'm fine." She responded to him, offering comfort with her clear eyes.

When Sang Dian jumped onto the boat and walked in front of the two of them, he blocked all the gazes directed at him along with Sang Mo and Su Man. Xie Yuyan felt a warmth in his hand as his slightly cold fingers were held in a warm palm.

(End of this chapter)