NOVPUBChapter 998: Chapter 997: The true ruler of Fengqi Empire? It’s Sister, right?_1
Chapter 998 -997: The true ruler of Fengqi Empire? It’s Sister, right?_1
“Mm.” 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓅𝓊𝓫.𝒸ℴ𝓶
Lin Yixuan’s eyes were filled with tears, tightly holding his sister’s hand.
The siblings walked up the steps and entered the Hall of Peaceful Harmony.
*
Outside the Hall of Peaceful Harmony, the Imperial Court’s Three Great Commanders regained their senses after the shock.
In Mu Fangyun’s mind flashed the scene of the Northwest War: Little Kingfisher controlling the beast tide, brutally crushing the Qiyan Light Cavalry, and she blurted out unconsciously.
“What do you think, could Little Qingluo be the Heaven-descended Goddess in the rumors?”
“Possibly.”
Xu Ruyun didn’t hide her thoughts: “Little Qingluo has an extraordinary talent, showing an amazing innate gift and extraordinary strength since she was young, which can’t be explained by luck.”
“Her Little Kingfisher can control various beasts.”
Mu Fangyun secretly guessed: “Could it be the Divine Beast, the Phoenix?”
“A phoenix? Really?”
Xiao Wei had doubts in her heart: “It looks so small and not at all like a phoenix.”
“As long as it can spit fire, it doesn’t matter if it looks like it or not.”
Xu Ruyun had witnessed Little Kingfisher spitting out sparks and shooting through Ye Luo’s brow, and she was both shocked and delighted.
Divine Beasts grow up from a young age too!
Why shouldn’t we allow it to be a baby!
“If Little Qingluo is indeed the Heaven-descended Goddess.”
Mu Fangyun’s eyes showed a solemn expression: “The time has come for the three of us to make a choice.”
*
Lin Yixuan performed his filial duty to the Empress Mother, kneeling in the main hall for a day and night. Before the funeral, he cried and begged his sister to leave with him.
Full of confusion and heartache, Lin Qingluo asked, “Yixuan, don’t you want to accompany our mother to the Imperial Mausoleum?”
“I don’t want to see my sister get into conflicts with anyone again because of me.”
Lin Yixuan was restless, tears falling heavily.
Lin Qingluo’s heart ached: “Sister won’t let anyone bully you.”
“Sister.”
Lin Yixuan, enduring the soreness in his knees, forced himself to stand up: “Let’s go home, I want to go back to the Su House.”
“Fine, sister will take you home.”
Lin Qingluo reluctantly agreed, trying to suppress her surprise.
*
In the Su House.
The siblings sat by the window on a small couch, Lin Qingluo applied ointment to Lin Yixuan’s knees, and the bruises on his knees faded at a visible speed.
Lin Yixuan’s eyes were downcast, and he was silent.
Lin Qingluo’s heart was heavy: “Yixuan, tell your sister the truth. Why did you suddenly change your mind and not want to attend the funeral of the Empress Mother?”
“Sister, you are the Heaven-descended Goddess in the rumors, right?”
Lin Yixuan suddenly raised his head, an unusual light flashing in his eyes: “The true ruler of Fengqi Empire is sister, right?”
“Cough.”
Lin Qingluo didn’t expect him to ask so bluntly, and her hand, which was applying the ointment, paused for a moment, and she obviously hesitated.
Not waiting for his sister’s answer, Lin Yixuan tried to ask again: “Sister, do you want to become the emperor and sit on that position?”
“I don’t.”
Lin Qingluo denied it without hesitation.
“Even if it’s the will of heaven, sister doesn’t want it?”
Lin Yixuan’s eyes dimmed for a moment, and he asked in a low voice.
“That’s not the life sister wants.”
Lin Qingluo refused without any hesitation: “Sister’s heart lies in the four seas, longing to explore a greater and broader world. How can she be trapped in the palace for a lifetime, confronting those pedantic and obstinate old officials, wasting time and youth?”
“Whether sister wants it or not, the will of heaven won’t change.”
Lin Yixuan pulled at the corner of his mouth, revealing a bitter smile: “People’s hearts are inclined towards sister, and eventually, sister will ascend to that position. But me, I am the son of the Evil King, unworthy of being by sister’s side.”
“Yixuan, sister won’t allow you to think this way.”
Lin Qingluo’s heart clenched painfully, making it difficult to breathe.
