The Lame Man of Xidu Prefecture

Duan Rong watched Jiang Hanyan leave, took a sip of tea, and could not help but feel a trace of bitterness rise in his heart.

He knew this was like driving a knife into Jiang Hanyan's heart, yet he had no choice but to do it. If there came a chance in the future, he could only slowly make it up to her then.

The moment Jiang Hanyan rushed out of the room, she activated her thoughts. The Three Flowers Gather on Crown above her head opened and closed without cease, and she immediately flew away from the pavilion of the Judgment and Rectification Department.

Clad in a purple dress, like a violet orchid, she flew into the rolling clouds and mist within the valley.

Yet that violet was now drenched in cold dew, for the instant Jiang Hanyan flew away from the pavilion, tears had already come surging forth.

As she darted through the valley's clouds and mist, she wiped the tears from her face with her sleeve.

When she reached a barren mountain between Iron Stone Peak and Sky Pillar Peak, she could no longer endure it. She landed atop a great boulder within the Dense Forest of that barren mountain.

Hugging her knees as she sat upon the boulder, pressing her forehead against them, her shoulders shaking, she began to weep in grief.

Jiang Hanyan clenched her teeth and sobbed for a long while before she finally managed to stop crying.

She was so heartbroken because she had decided Duan Rong was scheming against her.

Ever since Ge Rusong's death, Lin Youjian had begun to take charge of the Office of Transmission. By now, several years had passed. The Office of Transmission's intelligence from its covert agents in Yong Province of the Western Regions had already been