With the faint moonlight, Yin Luzhu walked out of the Yin Palace alone. From a distance, he saw the carriage parked at the entrance of the palace, waiting for Chang Gu and Qing Luo.
Just as Yin Luzhu was about to step forward, he was blocked by a figure.
The person who came was dressed in a smart suit, holding a long sword in his hand, and he was serious in speech.
"Prince Yin, Crown Prince Donglin invites you."
Yin Luzhu looked in the direction he pointed and saw a carriage parked not far away. There was a lamp hanging on the carriage and the word "Donglin" was written on the lampshade.
Nodding slightly, she did not object and walked over calmly.
The curtain of the carriage was opened, and someone motioned for her to get on the carriage.
Yin Luzhu hesitated for a moment, then got on the carriage.
However, as soon as the curtain was lowered, a dagger as sharp as iron was placed across her neck.
She raised her eyes and met Ling Ziyan's eyes.
At this moment, Ling Ziyan's eyes were no longer as clear as usual. At this moment, there was a hint of coldness.
Facing Yin Luzhu's surprised gaze, he sneered.
"Prince Yin, it's hard for you to set up a trap with your Majesty to lure me into the trap, but why bother? I am loyal to the Yin royal family and your Majesty in Donglin, and I dare not disobey any orders given. Now, how can I deserve such great generosity from you?"
What a waste of time?"
"Speak!"
Seeing that Yin Luzhu was silent, Ling Ziyan stepped forward with the dagger in his hand.
The sharp blade pressed hard against Yin Luzhu's delicate neck, and in just a moment, the blood seeped out.
I thought she would show a scared look and beg for mercy, but unexpectedly, Yin Luzhu smiled indifferently.:
Her laughter was filled with endless coolness and fearless arrogance, which made Ling Ziyan find it difficult to calm down for a while.
"What are you laughing at?"
"I laugh at you for being so stupid!"
Yin Luzhu looked at Ling Ziyan sarcastically, "Since we hold military power, how can we expect to be safe? The vassal kings are entrenched in one area. If they gather together, it will definitely endanger the power of the Yin royal family. The king will naturally eradicate them."
"But Yin Luzhu, you are also a vassal king. Compared to Donglin, the one hundred thousand underworld troops in your palace of Chu Xiang are more taboo to the emperor."
"If we are gone, the next one will be your Chuxiang Palace. You are digging your own grave like this!"
"So what?"
Yin Luzhu's voice is very soft and indifferent, without any emotional ups and downs.
But it is this sound that makes people feel frightened for no reason.
"You..." Ling Ziyan looked at her in surprise, "Don't you think about your Prince Chu Xiang's Palace?"
Yin Luzhu raised his hand and gently pushed away the dagger pressed against his neck.
"Prince Donglin, I, and all the other princes are all different after all."
"What's different is that you, the Prince of Chu Xiang, live in Yindu and don't have a fiefdom."
Yin Luzhu shook his head silently, but the words he spoke were extremely sure.
"I can preserve the centuries-old glory of Prince Chu Xiang's Palace."
"Hahahaha." Ling Ziyan laughed instantly as if he heard something ridiculous. His shoulders were shaking when he laughed, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.
"Yin Luzhu, our lord is more cold-hearted and ruthless than you think. Do you think he will spare you the Prince of Chu Xiang's Palace just because you cut off the vassals for him?"
As he spoke, Ling Ziyan moved slightly closer.
"The more outstanding your talents are, the faster you will die!"
"If Donglin is willing to cooperate with me, then what's the point of us overthrowing the power of the Yin Dynasty?"