Back then, when Ling Xian first entered the Zhou Dynasty, he started a feud with the Third Prince.
Then, he publicly killed the Third Prince and forced the emperor to make a move himself. That was how the feud was formed.
Today, the emperor was beaten up badly by him and his face was completely lost. In this way, this enmity could be considered to have been completely resolved.
Ling Xian believed that the lesson he taught the emperor today was enough. For the rest of his life, this person will live in humiliation. This was worse than killing him.
Plus, after today, the Seventh Princess will become the emperor of the Zhou Dynasty. Even if this person cannot let go of this hatred, he doesn't have the guts to attack Ling Xian.
Therefore, what can't he let go of?
"I will stay here for another day. Tomorrow, after the Seventh Princess ascends to the throne, I will leave."
Ling Xian's expression was calm as he stared at the elder, "Don't play any tricks. Or else I cannot guarantee that I won't wash the royal house with blood."
Hearing this, the elder shuddered and said in a hurry, "I don't dare. The emperor and I have already agreed. I will not do one thing to your face and one thing to your back."
"That's for the best."
Ling Xian nodded softly. He no longer paid attention to the two of them and headed towards the Seventh Princess' palace.
After some time, he arrived at the Seventh Princess' palace. The Seventh Princess had a complex expression on her face.
She was standing on top of the palace, her robe and hair were fluttering in the wind. Her face was extremely complex. There was unwillingness, joy, and shock.
It was obvious that she saw everything just now.
"Everyone says that the royal family has no love. It seems like you have deep feelings for the emperor." Ling Xian landed on top of the palace and spoke softly.
"I still remember the warmth I felt when I was little and he held me in his arms. Back then, he really liked me. No matter how busy the country was, he would always come and keep me company. I don't know when it started, but we both changed. "
The Seventh Princess exclaimed, "He became cold and I became calculative. All I wanted was to ascend to the throne."
Hearing this, Ling Xian was silent.
"I have made a fool of myself."
The Seventh Princess mocked herself and bowed deeply towards Ling Xian, "Thank you for not killing my father. Thank you for helping me ascend to the throne."
"I said, if you want to thank someone, thank Qingyi."
Ling Xian waved his hand. Remembering the dimpled smile on her face, his expression became a little lonely and a little sad.
"Meeting you is her misfortune."
Thinking about how Lin Qing Yi was willing to give up her life for Ling Xian but didn't want to drag him down, the Seventh Princess was furious.
He was angry at her for not fighting hard, and also angry at her for being too stupid.
"Unfortunate, huh …"
Ling Xian bitterly smiled. Remembering all the things Lin Qing Yi has done for him, his heart was full of bitterness. He sighed, "Yes, it is her misfortune to have met a bastard like me."
Seeing the bitterness on his face, the Seventh Princess's anger disappeared and turned into pity. She said, "I am sorry, I said the wrong thing."
"No, you're not wrong."
Ling Xian sighed deeply, "Qing Yi has done far too much for me. But I haven't done anything for her."
"You can't say that. Qingyi told me about your story. You saved her twice."
The Seventh Princess said softly, "Also, before Qing Yi died, she said that she doesn't regret meeting you."
"Doesn't regret …"
Mumbling, Ling Xian silenced. After a while, he opened his mouth, "Take me to Qing Yi's grave. I want to … spend some time with her."
"That's good too. Follow me."
The Seventh Princess silently congratulated herself for being prepared. Then, she flew towards the back of the palace.
Ling Xian followed closely behind.
After some time, he and the Seventh Princess arrived at a pine forest.
This place had verdant hills and limpid waters, and the scenery was pleasant. Anyone who saw it would probably sigh in admiration. However, Ling Xian felt like this place was cold and devoid of any life.
Because in the depths of the pine forest stood a lone grave, on which three words were clearly engraved.
Lin Qing Yi.
The wind blew by, making Ling Xian feel even colder. Just like that, he stared at it. Unknowingly, tears blurred his vision.
"Aye, why, why."
The Seventh Princess silently sighed and left, leaving this place to Ling Xian.
But like a statue, he couldn't move, he couldn't speak. Only her tear-stained gaze remained on the lone grave.
Only after a long time did Ling Xian regain himself. A bitter smile appeared on his lips.
Never in his wildest dreams did he expect that after he was resurrected, he would be separated from the heavens and the earth for all eternity.
"Qing Yi … I am sorry, I came back late."
Ling Xian sighed deeply and walked forward. Every step he took was arduous, as if he was using up all the energy in his body.
It was clearly only a short distance of a few dozen steps, but he felt as if he had walked for an eternity.
When he arrived before the grave, he once again stood there dumbfounded.
There was no loud wailing, no sorrowful moaning. There was only silence, a deathly silence. Just like this grave, it was cold, cold, and lifeless.
The wind blew by. Ling Xian felt even colder and even more silent.
He shakily extended his right hand and slowly brushed past the black tombstone and the three words, Lin Qing Yi. It was as if this brought him some comfort.
His tears began to drip down and softly landed on the tombstone.
Then, without another word, he took out a giant jar of alcohol from his storage pouch.
"Maybe if I get drunk, I won't feel sad anymore."
Mumbling, Ling Xian flipped his wrist and aimed the jar at his mouth. After that, the strong liquor entered his internal organs. It was as if he was on fire, causing his face to immediately turn red.
However, he acted like he didn't feel anything and continued to gulp down the alcohol. It was as if he wanted to get drunk and sleep forever.
However, the more he drank, the more awake he became.
Lin Qing Yi's smile and voice flashed across his brain. Beautiful memories of the time they spent together also appeared.
The past was still vivid in his mind, as if it was yesterday.
Sadly, she had passed away. She left Ling Xian alone to grieve over her loss.
"Qing Yi …"
Ling Xian softly called out. Then, he bitterly smiled and continued to drink.
However, he just couldn't get drunk. He could only allow the sadness to overwhelm him as tears rolled down his cheeks.
…..
The next day, the Seventh Princess ascended to the throne and became the new Empress of the Zhou Dynasty.
The first thing she did after ascending to the throne was to turn her previous palace into a forbidden area and forbid anyone from entering.
The second thing she did was to form an alliance with the Wan Jian House. They would live and die together.
Three days later, a young man walked out of the now forbidden area of the Seventh Princess's palace.
His eyes were sunken in, his face was pale, and his entire body reeked of alcohol. However, even though he looked extremely dispirited, his eyes did not dim in the slightest.
It was Ling Xian.
He didn't fall into despair. Instead, he was even more determined to reach the peak of the world. Because Lin Qing Yi didn't want him to be depressed. Because he wanted to revive her.
"To reach the peak, to control my own fate, and the fate of others."
Ling Xian stared at the undying Sun. His future path was getting clearer and more determined.
Then, he tore open the void and headed towards the three noble kinds.
His rivalry with the Zhou Dynasty had ended. Next, it was time for him to find the three noble kinds and pay them back.
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