NOVPUBChapter 961: Chapter 960: Prophecy, the earthquake is coming_1
Chapter 961 -960: Prophecy, the earthquake is coming_1
A Qilin Guard emerged from the shadows, bent down to check, and saw the Empress with her eyes tightly closed and lips turning blue-purple. His heart trembled, and he sprinted out of the hall like an arrow, heading towards the Imperial Hospital.
Two more Qilin Guards emerged from the shadows, drawing their long swords and standing guard at the Empress’s side.
“Her Majesty has fainted?”
“Prime Minister, what should we do?”
A group of old ministers were dumbfounded, some murmuring in private, while more people turned their gaze towards the Prime Minister.
“As long as the Monster King remains, the court will be unsettled.”
The Prime Minister’s eyes revealed a cruel look: “If Her Majesty is unconscious and unable to handle state affairs, the Crown Princess should temporarily take over her duties, issue an order, and arrest the Monster King.”
“The Prime Minister speaks reasonably.”
“A nation cannot go for a day without its monarch.”
“If Her Majesty is unconscious, we don’t know when she’ll wake up. The Crown Princess should take charge of the court.”
The ministers of the Prime Minister’s faction all nodded in agreement, while the few remaining ministers kept silent, quietly retreating and lowering their presence.
“Crown Princess, come here.”
The Prime Minister raised his eyebrows triumphantly, looking at Princess Duanhui, who had just been crowned Crown Princess, and beckoned her over.
“Grandpa.”
Duanhui walked arrogantly with her short legs to the Prime Minister.
“The Monster King plotted treacherously and killed Your Highness’s mother. Now he wants to harm you. Such a vicious person cannot be allowed to live in this world.”
The Prime Minister held Duanhui’s hand and led her to the center of the hall, facing the officials with a gloomy expression: “Your Highness, please issue an order to arrest the Evil King as a warning to others.”
“Bring people, arrest the Evil King, and serve as a warning to others.”
Duanhui’s small face was cold and serious, repeating the Prime Minister’s words.
“Yes.”
The Imperial Guard Commander stepped into the hall, his eyes filled with ruthlessness, and he took the order and left.
*
“Tsk, tsk, as the Master predicted, the Prime Minister has gone mad and is trying to control the court.”
Little Kingfisher stood on the roof beam of the hall, enjoying the show, watching the expressions and actions of everyone in the hall.
“An old bag of bones, almost in the ground, but still so delusional.”
Baoya lay comfortably on the rafters, licking his small paws contentedly, while mocking the Prime Minister a few times.
“It’s not that he’s delusional.”
Little Kingfisher sneered, “He’s blinded by power, already engulfed by demonic obsession, and beyond cure.”
“Driven by greed and harming others as well as themselves, going against nature’s principles.”
Baoya smoothly chimed in, “Sooner or later, they will be punished by heaven.”
“You’re right.”
Little Kingfisher found it pleasant to listen to, and didn’t give him a disdainful look for once.
“The Master is the true ruler of Fengqi, and no one can defy the will of heaven. They insist on going against the heavens, and sooner or later, they will bring about divine punishment upon themselves, reaping the bitter fruits of their own actions.”
“Yin’er, there are Imperial Guards headed towards the library.”
As the bird and leopard were chatting lively, Lin Qingluo suddenly communicated through spiritual sense with a somewhat anxious tone: “I’ll take Yixuan and the others out of the palace first. Contact me if there’s any news.
“Alright.”
Little Kingfisher agreed readily without any objections.
*
In the library.
Lin Qingluo took out two Invisibility Talismans from her storage ring, activated them with spiritual power, and was about to put them on the father and son when Lin Yixuan suddenly turned pale, his eyes filled with horror, and subconsciously grabbed her arm.
“Yixuan?”
Noble Lord and Lin Qingluo were both startled.
“Sister, an earthquake is coming.”
Lin Yixuan’s face was deathly pale, and he closed his eyes in pain: “The ground is cracking, the houses in Capital City are collapsing, and countless people are dying.”
“Shibao!”
Lin Qingluo’s breath paused, and without any hesitation, she summoned the Stele spirit.
