NOVPUBChapter 988: Chapter 987: The Purple Star Shines – Fighting for the Honor of Duke of Zhen’s Mansion_1
Chapter 988 -987: The Purple Star Shines – Fighting for the Honor of Duke of Zhen’s Mansion_1 𝖓𝖔𝖛𝔭𝖚𝖇.𝔠𝖔𝔪
Lin Qingluo’s eyebrows raised, revealing her domineering aura, “Heavy cavalry, march forward and flatten Beiqi Kingdom!”
“Hooray!”
Little Kingfisher cheered and leaped, “It’s time for this divine beast to show its might again.”
*
Xuzhou City, Thousand-Mechanism Pavilion.
Luo Zhan held a secret letter in his hand and respectfully presented it to the Pavilion Master.
Xue Rufeng took the letter, quickly skimmed through it, pushed open the window, and looked up at the starry sky. His charming and wicked brows were filled with an uncontrollable excitement.
“Pavilion Master, after the bloodshed incident, the people of Capital City are filled with indignation. Many believe that Duanhui is not fit to be the Crown Princess and that the Heaven-descended Goddess is the true ruler of the Fengqi Empire.”
Luo Zhan raised his eyebrows with a hint of surprise, following the Pavilion Master’s gaze into the starry sky.
“The Purple Star is shining brightly!”
Xue Rufeng seemed not to hear his report and was absorbed in his own thoughts.
The Purple Star?
The mysterious astrology? I, a crude man, don’t understand it!
Luo Zhan’s eyelids twitched, not daring to interject. He lowered his eyes and stood by the side, waiting silently for the Pavilion Master’s instructions.
*
“Empress Mother!”
In the deep of the night, Lin Yixuan woke up from his dream with a start, tears rolling down his cheeks.
“Ah-woo.”
Baoya was startled, its fur bristling as it jumped back twice.
“Empress Mother, sob sob sob, Empress Mother…”
Lin Yixuan seemed to have seen something heartbreaking in his dream and cried uncontrollably with his eyes closed.
“Ah-woo.”
Baoya came to its senses, panicking and calling out nonstop in its delicate voice.
In a short while, its eyes darted around, and it jumped off the bed, swiftly dashing out of the bamboo house.
“Master, Little Prince had a nightmare again. Huh, where’s Master? Why isn’t she in the room?”
It soon sneaked into Lin Qingluo’s room, but not finding her there, it called out anxiously.
“Master is with Old Master, and all members of the Lin Clan are there. They’re discussing strategies.”
Little Kingfisher heard the sound and flew back from Old Master’s bamboo house, landing on the roof.
“The Little Prince had a nightmare and was crying heartbrokenly. I heard him calling for Empress Mother. Maybe something has happened to her.”
Seeing its boss, Baoya heaved a sigh of relief, lifted its front paw, and patted its frightened little heart.
“That’s impossible.”
Little Kingfisher expressed its doubts, “Even if the Empress was in poor health, she should be able to hold on for a while. She wouldn’t die so soon.”
“Will the Empress die?”
Baoya was startled, its heart skipping a beat, and then involuntarily felt a surge of heartache for Lin Yixuan.
“Her days are numbered.”
Little Kingfisher told the truth.
“Poor Little Prince.”
Baoya had a deep connection with Lin Yixuan and was truly worried for him, “He is only a ten-year-old child, abandoned by his father, and now his mother is about to die.”
“I’ll inform Master.”
Little Kingfisher, without any worry, informed its young master through a mental message, “If the Empress really died, whether the subsequent plans would change or not is for Master to decide.”
*
“The Beiqi Monarch is too despicable, we can’t let him off lightly.”
“How dare he slander Duke of Zhen’s residence, we must teach him a lesson.”
“My sister is right; the glory of the Lin Clan’s army cannot be insulted by anyone.”
“We must use an irrefutable fact to shatter Beiqi’s conspiracy!”
“Fight for the glory of Duke of Zhen’s residence!”
The young men of the Lin Clan gathered in the bamboo house where Old Master lived.
Little Twelve and Little Thirteen, with their innocent big eyes, listened seriously to their elder brothers’ opinions. When they heard the passionate parts, they waved their little arms, loudly echoing their brothers’ words.
