He slowly moved to the door. Seeing that Qian Shi still wasn't paying attention, he tiptoed with a toy and unlocked the door bolt. Then, he opened the door a crack and sneaked out.
Originally, there were servants and maids in Yuexin Garden, but at this time, it was time for a shift. The only two maids were still serving in the room and didn't pay attention to him.
This was the result of his five years of deliberate management.
From the very beginning, he wanted to play by himself. If there was someone by his side, he would deliberately cry and make a fuss. As time went on, he also knew his limits when he played by himself. Nothing happened, not even falling down. Thus, by now, the others were already used to him playing by himself in the courtyard.
After leaving Yuexin Garden, Yang Xuan ran. He was very anxious and estimated the time. At this time, the rebellion started by Yang Qingshi had already begun. If he didn't run faster, everything would be too late when his father and Yang Qingshi fought.
His legs were short. Although he ran with all his might, his speed was still too slow.
At this time, someone suddenly shouted, "Young Master Xuan, why did you run out alone?"
Yang Xuan looked and saw that it was an old enemy — Yang Jing.
At this time, Yang Jing was just an ordinary housekeeper. When he saw Yang Xuan alone, he was very strange and couldn't help but look behind him.
Yang Xuan's eyes turned and suddenly said, "Yang Jing, my mother has something to do. I have to find my father quickly. Quickly carry me to the family hall."
Yang Jing's face showed surprise. He didn't suspect that Yang Xuan was lying to him because Yang Xuan's appearance was too deceptive. How could a five year old child know what deception was?
Logically speaking, for this kind of thing, there would be servants to run errands. However, at this time, it was Yang Xuan who ran out personally. Yang Jing was scared out of his wits.
Without saying anything, he lowered his body and carried Yang Xuan on his back and ran to the family hall.
Although Yang Jing's cultivation was only at the third level, he was still very fast when running at full speed. Not long after, he arrived at the family hall.
Yang Xuan jumped down from Yang Jing's back. When he saw the situation in the hall, his heart sank.
Even Yang Jing was stunned at this time. He didn't know what was going on in the hall.
At this time, the hall was extremely chaotic. Twenty to thirty people were already fighting. From time to time, shouts could be heard.
Yang Xuan stood by the door and saw Yang Qingtian.
At this time, Yang Qingtian was filled with grief and anger...............
Yang Xuan inwardly breathed a sigh of relief. Although Yang Qingtian's complexion was ugly, there were no injuries on his body. He should have not attacked yet.
"All disciples, listen up. Attack at the same time and capture the traitors." . "An old voice sounded. It was Yang Xuan's grandfather, Yang Qingtian's father, Yang Potian.
Yang Xuan's impression of his grandfather was very vague. In his previous life, he regained his memory at the age of five. Then, Yang Qingshi's rebellion happened. Yang Potian died not long after because of anger. Then, Yang Qingshan, Yang Xuan's second uncle, became the head of the family.
"Yes!" The surrounding disciples, including Yang Qingtian, rushed to the center of the hall.
Yang Qingtian, who was full of anger, rushed to the front.
Now was the time!
Yang Xuan's eyes widened. If he didn't change now, Yang Qingtian would be seriously injured by Yang Qingshi and die.
Whether it was real or not, he had to change everything.
Yang Qingtian had already rushed forward. Among the family disciples, he was the closest to Yang Qingshi. Seeing Yang Qingshi like this, his heart was bleeding.
Yang Qingshi had already seen him. A trace of helplessness and sorrow flashed in his eyes, but it was soon replaced by resentment.
"Qingtian, you also want to stop me?" Yang Qingshi shouted. His voice was full of grief.
"Big brother, stop!" Yang Qingtian was very sad. If possible, he didn't want to see his big brother like this.
"Hahaha, how can I stop? I can't stop! " Yang Qingshi laughed in grief and anger. He threw out a palm, and a family guard was sent flying while vomiting blood.
Yang Qingtian didn't say anything. His face was full of disappointment. He had already rushed to Yang Qingshi.
Yang Qingshi laughed bitterly and threw a palm at Yang Qingtian.
At this moment, a young voice came from behind Yang Qingtian.
"Daddy!"
Yang Qingtian was shocked. He didn't care about Yang Xuan anymore. He suddenly turned around and picked up Yang Xuan, who had appeared behind the crowd, and jumped away from the battle.
Yang Qingshi had already retracted his palm when Yang Xuan shouted. If possible, he didn't want to fight with Yang Qingtian.
Yang Xuan's words drew the attention of the others over, and even those in the midst of battle began to back away.
For a moment, Yang Xuan's shout was like an order. It strangely stopped the battle.
In the middle of the hall, Yang Qingshi led seven or eight people. They were injured and looked miserable.
"Xuan 'er, how did you come here?" Yang Qingtian looked at Yang Xuan in his arms. He was so shocked that his soul almost left his body. At this moment, his back was covered in cold sweat.
Sabers and swords had no eyes. Yang Xuan, a five-year-old child, had actually appeared in the middle of the battle. If anyone was careless, Yang Xuan would have lost his life in an instant.
Yang Xuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he had come in time. If he had been a moment later, it would have been too late to regret.
Yang Potian, who was sitting on the armchair, glanced at Yang Xuan, then shifted his gaze to Yang Qingshi.
"Qingshi, why aren't you surrendering?" Yang Potian's voice was filled with sorrow and anger at Qingshi's failure to fight.
Yang Qingshi looked up to the sky and laughed. His voice was mournful. "There is no turning back."
Yang Potian's eyes were filled with sorrow. He said in a low voice, "Qingtian, take Xuan 'er back first."
Yang Qingtian nodded. With Yang Xuan here, he definitely couldn't participate in the battle.
He took one last look at Yang Xuan, then turned around and left with Yang Xuan in his arms.
After that day, Yang Qingtian became silent. It was obvious that Yang Qingshi's betrayal had been a great blow to him.
Yang Qingshi had left in the end, but Yang Xuan was a little puzzled.
He had seen the situation that day. Logically speaking, Yang Qingshi shouldn't have been able to leave no matter what. However, in the end, Yang Qingshi had actually fought his way out of the encirclement and escaped. No one would believe that there was no story behind it.
However, this had nothing to do with him. As long as he could save Yang Qingtian, his goal would be achieved.
The following days were incomparably peaceful. It was as if Yang Qingshi's betrayal had no effect on the Yang family.
The days passed, and in the blink of an eye, Yang Xuan was already six years old.
Six years old was a very deep impression for Yang Xuan.
He was six years old when he met the fortune-teller. He was found to be born with a crippled body and was unable to cultivate.
On this day, a person came to Yuexin Garden.
This person wore a long green robe and held a white cloth banner in his hand. There were four words written on it: Iron Mouth Straight.
Yang Xuan was brought out. When he saw this person, he sighed softly in his heart.
Yang Qingtian didn't die. Many things had changed, but at the same time, many things hadn't changed.
For example, this fortune-teller in front of him still came as promised.
"If this person gains power one day, there will be a bloodbath in the world." The fortune-teller spoke softly. His eyes inadvertently flitted past Yang Xuan's eyes, and there seemed to be a faint smile on his face.
Yang Xuan was horrified.
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