"Benevolence is the foundation of attachment to the masses. A benevolent person will sympathize with the subordinates and take the lead, so that the soldiers will follow him. He will show favors to those who can be used and entrust him with important tasks. He will kill those who are hostile without mercy."
Yin Jingchao tightened his hand that was playing with the thumb ring.
He looked at Yin Luzhu, his eyes filled with clear water.
There is a successor to the Chu Xiang Palace, and the new leader of the 100,000 Underworld Army has finally been born.
This is his Yin Jingchao's daughter.
Although she is a daughter, she still has the talent to assist the government. If the Chu Xiang Palace is handed over to her in the future, and she will assist and be loyal to the king, she will definitely protect the Yin Dynasty for generations to come.
No one spoke for a while, and Yin Ping pushed Yin Jing towards the outside.
He paused when he passed by Yin Luzhu.
Yin Jingchao raised his hand and patted Yin Luzhu's shoulder, then left Fengan Hall without looking back.
In the past, he only thought that Lu Zhu was born as a girl, with a weak temperament and unfit for great use. He did not expect her to be able to stand out and shoulder the heavy burden. He only hoped that she could protect the Chu Xiang Palace from destruction.
But today he realized that Lu Zhu was determined to kill in his heart.
It seems that he has never understood this daughter well.
She did not disappoint him after all.
……
After leaving Fengan Hall, Yin Ping pushed Yin Jingchao to a remote corner. He looked around, then returned to Yin Jingchao and reported: "Your Majesty, my subordinates have seen it, and there is no one around." Yin Jing nodded solemnly, and then suddenly burst into tears.
Yin Ping stood silently on one side, looking at the man in front of him who was crying with snot and tears. He pursed his lips in a complicated manner and said nothing.
"Have you seen that Lu Zhu has grown up?"
"Right now, I feel relieved even if I die..." As he said that, he blew his nose and choked up: "On my birthday, Lu Zhu also gave me shoes before, and she also talked to me well today. In the past, she saw
This king is always hiding."
"..." Yin Ping stood aside stiffly and reminded in a low voice: "Your Majesty, if we hold back a little, it won't be good if we attract people."
Yin Jingchao sniffed and his crying stopped abruptly.
"Let's go back."
Yin Ping felt relieved and pushed him towards the bedroom.
……
Hanyuetai.
Under Ji Yanchen's care, Xuanqing's health gradually improved, but her face was still pale and her body was much thinner than before.
He sat by the window and saw through the thin screen that the flowers in the courtyard were no longer as lush as they were in spring.
Wang Yi held a bowl of dark medicine and placed it in front of him, "Master, it's time to drink the medicine."
Xuanqing withdrew his gaze, glanced at the medicine in front of him, and annoyance flashed through his eyes.
He finally picked up the medicine and drank it expressionlessly.
Wang Yi stood behind him, his lips opening and closing. After all, he couldn't help but said: "Sir, tomorrow is the day to take the antidote this month. Will Prince Yin give you the antidote?"
Hearing this, a sneer appeared on Xuanqing's lips.
Antidote?
He wanted to kill him, so why didn't he give him the antidote?
Yin Luzhu had a small mind and was determined to retaliate, so how could he give him the antidote so easily?
Looking at Xuan Qing's pale face, Wang Yi said: "I heard that Princess Wangyue has also entered the Chu Xiang Palace. I will look for an opportunity to meet the princess. She may be able to find an antidote for the young master."
"No need." Xuanqing refused without thinking, "It's my own business and I don't need anyone else's pity."
Isn’t it the antidote? Isn’t it just putting your dignity on the ground and letting Yin Luzhu trample on it? As long as you can live, what’s not to do?
"Shower, change clothes, and go to Feng'an Palace." Xuanqing said one sentence as if he had exhausted all his strength.
No matter what, he must survive first, otherwise, there will be nothing left, and those hatreds and grievances will not be redressed.
Wang Yi looked at him deeply and finally nodded.
At this moment, the maid's voice came from the door, "Sir, the Crown Prince is here."