NOVPUBChapter 1025: Chapter 1022 Only when this king dies, he will not be criticized by the world_1
Chapter 1025 -1022 Only when this king dies, he will not be criticized by the world_1
“Stop that noise!”
Lin Qingluo’s anger surged, her hand’s gesture sends out a sharp qi of sword, forcefully silencing everyone.
“Hush hush.”
There was a momentary commotion in the hundred-person caravan, some guards sensing danger, instinctively drew their accompanying swords.
Flashes of sword light dazzled the eyes.
Lin Qingluo’s fury roared like a raging sea. With another wave of her hand, more sharp qi of sword shot out, hitting their wrists.
“Clang clang.”
The sounds of swords hitting the ground echoed from place to place.
“Assassin!”
“Catch her!”
The remaining people became tense, drawing their long swords and pointing them at Lin Qingluo.
“Ha, your lady is in a bad mood, and you lot happened to be here for me to vent.”
Lin Qingluo’s eyes dimmed, holding a bamboo flute, she rushed towards them.
“Bang bang bang.”
“Hush hush.”
Wherever her wind-like graceful figure passed, the hundred-person caravan was thrown into disarray, their screams of pain incessant.
“Sister.”
Lin Yixuan, disturbed by the fight, forcefully suppressed his grief and wiped away his tears.
His eyes, filled with the sheen of tears, did not blink as they tracked his sister’s figure.
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Having dealt with the troublesome people, Lin Qingluo put away her bamboo flute, satisfied, and clapped her hands to dust off the nonexistent dust on her.
“Sister!”
Lin Yixuan ran out of the pavilion, while Noble Lord slowly walked down the steps.
“Good boy, go give Lightning and Yellow Jujube some water. Your sister has something to discuss with your father.”
Lin Qingluo moved swiftly to intercept him, patting Lin Yixuan’s shoulder affectionately, then turned to look at Noble Lord, her eyes already cold. 𝖓𝖔𝖛𝔭𝖚𝖇.𝔠𝖔𝔪
“Okay.”
Lin Yixuan wiped his tears, constantly looking back as he made his way towards the two steeds.
“Since you’re here.”
Lin Qingluo faced Noble Lord, her pretty face frosty: “The matter of setting a trap for grandfather and slandering the Duke of Zhen, it’s time for an explanation that can be voiced, isn’t it?”
“Would you resolve to overthrow the tyranny and revolt if I didn’t do it?”
Noble Lord did not refute, a trace of sarcasm appearing at the corner of his mouth: “The Duke of Zhen’s family is foolishly loyal. The imperial power has been oppressing you for decades, yet you don’t even have an inkling of resistance. The so-called national heroes are nothing but cowards.”
“Shut up!”
Lin Qingluo’s anger surged, feeling an impulse to kill Noble Lord on the spot: “Do you think that just because you’re Yixuan’s father, I won’t kill you?”
“I do not fear death.”
Noble Lord laughed mockingly, showing some determination: “I am tired of being under the control of others. This return is just for a final look at the prince.”
“Father!”
Lin Yixuan, who had been paying attention to their conversation, felt a heartbreaking pain as he heard this, tears uncontrollably streaming down his face.
“Are you leaving again?”
Lin Qingluo raised her eyebrows in slight surprise, her eyes mocking, her voice sharp and interrogative: “Yixuan is only ten years old, still a child. Are you really abandoning him for a woman?”
“He has his own life.”
Noble Lord smiled bitterly, his eyes filled with determination: “His life should not be burdened by his parents. Only when I am dead, can he escape from criticism and live his life unreservedly.”
“No, father, don’t.”
Lin Yixuan cried out mournfully, sobbing as he rushed back and threw himself into Noble Lord’s arms: “Father don’t leave. Yixuan doesn’t want father to die. Yixuan has lost his Empress Mother already, he can’t lose his father.”
“You abandoned your wife and child, all for a woman named Xinya.”
Lin Qingluo couldn’t bear it any longer, her words filled with sarcasm: “Why bother to talk in such a moving way, making Yixuan so upset.”
“Back then, it was I who failed her.”
