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Volume Three: The Storm of Yan Mansion!  Chapter 16 The end!

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    Seeing Cao Zhengchun running away, the adults who came with him quickly tucked their tails between their legs and left in despair.  Shangguan Haitang, Duan Tianya, and Yan Zhongguo did not take action after all and allowed them to leave. They were imperial officials. Although they were mortal enemies, they were not easy to kill after all!  In this way, the crisis brought by Cao Zhengchun has been avoided for the time being.  Yan Zhongguo, Mrs. Yan, Shangguan Haitang, Duan Tianya, Kuangmian Silang and all the soldiers and maids patted their chests, exhaled heavily, and looked at Yan Ruofeng who fell to the ground with complicated eyes.  Recalling his ruthless appearance just now, surrounded by substantial murderous intent, like a demon king from the bottom of hell, and the terrifying unfinished sword at the end, his pupils could not help but shrink a little, and he opened his mouth, wanting to say something.  What, but the words that came to my lips could not come out.  Everyone's heart was spinning, and they didn't even know what they were thinking.  Many maids also turned their attention to Yan Ruofeng at this time. His demonic body was so tall that they couldn't look directly at him.  "Is this still the incompetent second young master?" They all asked in their hearts. This young man with terrifying swordsmanship was so powerful at this time, and his naked upper body was surrounded by substantial murderous aura, making him look like the most powerful man in the world.  Powerful demon!  Among the many maids, Taohong and Yanran opened their mouths in surprise.  Once upon a time, they were looking forward to this man's return all the time; Once upon a time, when others misunderstood him, they always believed that this man was a real man; Once upon a time, they hid in a lonely corner and missed him countless times  ; Just now, the Yan Mansion was facing life and death, and their lives were about to pass away, but they always believed and were willing to believe that that person would come back.  Now, he is really back.  He was as powerful as a demon god, exuding peerless edge. With one man and one sword, he drove back the seemingly invincible old eunuch and rescued Yan Mansion from its greatest crisis.  Next, under the arrangement of Yan Zhongguo, the seriously injured Kuangmian Silang, Duan Tianya, Shangguan Haitang, Yan Ruogang, the unconscious Yan Ruofeng, and the injured family members were all carried into the room, including him  He himself also walked towards the room with the support of Mrs. Yan.  However, it¡¯s not their room, it¡¯s Yan Ruofeng¡¯s.  They haven¡¯t seen each other for three years and they miss this child so much.  Even though Yan Ruofeng was in a coma now, and Yan Zhongguo himself had been disabled in martial arts and suffered severe injuries, he still chose to walk towards his son's room with his tearful wife.  Not to say anything, just to see him.  Look at their son, the son who has been gone for three years! ?¡­ ?Inside the wing room.  There was a thick quilt spread on the soft bed, and Yan Ruofeng, dressed in white, was lying on it.  His face was pale, and there was an unconcealable haggard look between his eyebrows.  He was unconscious, lying on the bed, motionless.  Beside the bed, Yan Zhongguo sat on the edge of the bed with the support of his wife, silently looking at Yan Ruofeng who was in a coma. Yan Zhongguo couldn't help but stretched out his hand, and put his trembling hand on Yan Ruofeng's face.  He touched it tremblingly.  This is his son.  Yan Zhongguo doesn¡¯t know how long it¡¯s been since he touched his son¡¯s face so intimately. Three years?  Six years?  Or ten years?  He only knew that it was difficult for him to even see his son in these years.  But he knows that this son has never forgotten this family and his father. Otherwise, he would not have faced the danger of being possessed by Duhuo and ran all the way to save Yan Mansion from the crisis!  In his mind, he recalled Yan Ruofeng's appearance today with black energy surrounding her body and her swordsmanship shocking and desperate. He couldn't help but recall the scene when he left home three years ago.  "What! Are you leaving again?" "You rebellious son, if you don't inherit the huge Yan family properly, you have to learn from those fools and pursue that bullshit swordsmanship, you are going to piss me off to death.  "I'm sorry, mother!" "I'm sorry, dad!" "Get out of here, and never come back again!"  And now, the son who turned away is back!  Just lie down in front of them.  Mrs. Yan had a loving look on her face. She gently inserted her hands into Yan Ruofeng's shoulder-length hair, gently stroked his head, and patted him slowly, as if coaxing a sleeping child "Skinny  "Looking at Yan Ruofeng's face, Mrs. Yan sighed, "But, you have grown up!" "Ahem!  cough! ?Yan Zhongguo, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, suddenly coughed violently twice, and a stream of bright red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.  Escaped from death, his martial arts skills were abolished, he was seriously injured, and when he saw his son again, he felt so sad and happy that his injuries could no longer be suppressed.  He slowly stood up from the edge of the bed, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, looked at his unconscious son on the bed kindly, and tried to keep his voice as low as possible, as if he was afraid of waking him up.  Mrs. Yan quickly picked him up and helped him walk back to her room, letting him lie down on the bed and have a good rest.     ¡­¡­    the next day.  In the morning, the sun woke up very early, shining warmly on every corner of Yan Mansion, bringing long-lost light.  In one day and one night, the miserable and desolate scene of Yan Mansion became much more pleasing to the eye.  In the courtyard, the broken things in the main hall are now being repaired with all their strength, and clanking sounds can be heard from time to time.  It¡¯s very pleasant, it¡¯s the sound of hope.  Shangguan Haitang got up very early.  After briefly tidying up, she asked the maid to lead her to Yan Ruofeng's room.  She was really worried.  Yesterday, she thought that Yan Zhongguo and his wife would definitely accompany Yan Ruofeng since they had not seen their son for a long time. She was a smart woman and knew that she could not be too selfish at that time.  Therefore, although she was very worried, she left the time to get along with her Yan Zhongguo and his wife.  But she herself endured a long night of worry and waited until early the next morning to see him.  After walking through a short corridor and walking a few steps, Yan Ruofeng's room was reached.  Shangguan Haitang hurriedly pushed the door open, but as soon as he entered, he was immediately dumbfounded and stood there in a daze.  The huge room was empty.  There was nothing on the bed where Yan Ruofeng lay yesterday except for a slightly crepe quilt.  Shangguan Haitang chased out of the courtyard like crazy, but there was still nothing, except for the maple tree in the center of the courtyard where several people were hugging each other. It was still blooming brightly, and the fiery red maple leaves burned their colors unbridled. That was their hope, they  Life is as warm as fire
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