Ji Yan chuckled coldly, his voice full of endless sarcasm, "I didn't know you were so good at attacking the mind."
Yin Luzhu froze when he heard the warm voice coming from above his head.
She reached out and gently tugged on Ji Yanchen's sleeve, "I have plans for everyone, but not for you."
Ji Yan remained silent. He just reached out to take the medicine bowl she finished drinking, turned around and walked out.
Even if it can be used, so what?
How did she know that she was not willing to do so?
……
King Donglin was soon escorted to Yin.
In the Da Yin Palace, he knelt in front of Gu Tingfang and said in a sincere tone, "Your Majesty, it's the guilty minister's fault. It was the guilty minister who failed to discipline the dog well, so he made this huge mistake."
"I know that my crime is unforgivable, and I am willing to hand over my military power. I only hope that your Majesty can let my family leave, and never set foot in the capital of Yin again."
King Donglin knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to Gu Tingfang.
Gu Tingfang looked down at him and narrowed her narrow phoenix eyes slightly, "Fortunately, Prince Yin is still alive. King Chu Xiang has a reputation as a virtuous man, so he will not be too harsh if you think about it. In this way, I will agree to your request."<
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Hearing this, King Donglin breathed a sigh of relief.
He offered the military talisman with both hands.
He has always known that sooner or later, the emperor will cut off the vassal, and if he ends up with the same fate as Southern Xinjiang, it is better to give up the military symbols early and take the whole family to live in seclusion, so as not to lose his life in vain.
In this world, there is no distinction between honor and inferiority. There is a lifetime of honor, a lifetime of humiliation, a lifetime of wealth, and a lifetime of poverty.
When everything is gone, who will care about the position of prince?
It is really inappropriate to risk Ling Ziyan’s life for these frivolous things.
Gu Tingfang helped him up with her own hands, "Your Majesty, please leave now. Ling Ziyan, I will let you go."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
King Donglin bowed before turning around and retreating.
After walking out of Zhaode Hall, King Donglin looked at the mountains and rivers in the distance. He sighed and walked down the steps lonelyly.
But he just happened to meet the person coming towards him.
In front of Yin Luzhu, his skin was as good as snow, showing a sickly pale color. At this moment, he was staring at him expressionlessly.
King Donglin was stunned. He stepped forward and slightly cupped his hands, "Prince Yin, I apologize to you for Quanzi."
The early morning in Yindu has a coolness that is unconventional, and the flowers and trees bathed in the drizzle and breeze are particularly beautiful.
Yin Luzhu smiled brightly, and walked slowly to King Donglin, "The prince has done many bad things in his life, but in the end, he only needed to hand over the military talisman to save the lives of the entire clan. He is really smart."
Hearing this, the smile on King Donglin's face slowly faded, "What do you mean, Prince Yin?"
"I thought the prince would be very clear about it."
"Hmph!" King Donglin snorted, "Prince Yin, who's hands in this world have not been stained with innocent blood? Even your father, Yin Jingchao, has been stained with the blood of countless innocent people. Now you are pressing on me step by step.
Aren’t you afraid that the Prince of Chu Xiang’s Palace will follow in my footsteps one day?”
The gleaming autumn sun seems to have washed away all the coldness in the world.
The smile on Yin Luzhu's face showed a gloomy coldness. The moment she passed by, she said: "My lord, you can't leave Yindu."
King Donglin suddenly stiffened and turned around. He looked deeply at Yin Luzhu's back, and something flashed across his eyes quickly.
