A breeze blew through the ruins, ruffling his sleeves and gradually stirring up a sliver of killing intent.
Others might not have sensed it, but Prince Chen Liu was keenly aware.
He stared into Daoist Siyuan's eyes and enunciated each word clearly, "Chen Changsheng will not kill me."
Huai Shu froze, and then she understood what he meant. She subconsciously wanted to step forward and stop him, but she realized that her senior sister was not speaking.
Huai Ren gazed at the southern part of the capital, seemingly lost in thought. She paid no attention to what was about to happen.
At this moment, a dagger appeared just outside the broken wall of the reception hall, cutting off the drifting wind and some other possibility.
When Daoist Siyuan looked over, the dagger had already returned to his sleeve.
Hu Thirty-Two had finished searching the estate.
Daoist Siyuan expressionlessly said, "Sometimes, benevolence is the same as stupidity."
Hu Thirty-Two humbly said, "Since it is His Holiness's will, then error is also right. Stupidity can only be because of us."
It sounded rather awkward, but the meaning was actually very simple.
Even if the Pope was wrong, he was still right.
What if the Pope really was wrong? Please continue to read the sentence above.
Daoist Siyuan drew back his gaze from Prince Chen Liu, and the wind around his sleeve also stopped.
Hu Thirty-Two gave a simple explanation of the current situation.
From the collapse of Mount Mo to the Li Palace priests taking control of the Road of Peace, many things had happened around the capital, but only a very short period of time had passed.
The Mausoleum of Books was still in a stalemate. Even against that true legend, Xu Yourong had no intention of backing down.
Huai Ren and Huai Shu had entered the tunnel in the early morning, so they had no idea what was happening in the Mausoleum of Books.
When they learned that even Wang Zhice had appeared, they were naturally shocked.
"Why would Lord Wang …"
Huai Shu was very nervous and uneasy, unable to continue.
Huai Ren thought, no wonder I felt that there was something wrong with the south. After a moment of thought, she said, "Let's go to the Mausoleum of Books and take a look."
Huai Shu's voice trembled as she said, "But that is Lord Wang."
Huai Ren calmly said, "Not even Lord Wang can randomly give orders to Holy Maiden Peak."
After saying this, she brought Huai Shu out of the Prince of Xiang's estate and toward the Mausoleum of Books.
To be able to make such an unyielding choice at this moment made the Li Palace priests feel even more respect for Huai Ren and Holy Maiden Peak.
Daoist Siyuan didn't care about these things. He looked at Prince Chen Liu again and said, "If I have the chance, I will still kill you today."
Hu Thirty-Two helplessly listened on the side, but he also knew that there was nothing he could do, because Daoist Siyuan had said that there was a chance.
Prince Chen Liu asked, "You really want to kill me?"
Daoist Siyuan said, "I wanted to kill you many years ago because I thought you were trouble."
At the time, he was a young man that both the Tianhai Divine Empress and the Pope greatly admired, and he had just become an archbishop.
Prince Chen Liu, on the other hand, was the only representative of the Chen imperial family left in the capital. He held a very important position in the hearts of the commoners and officials.
Prince Chen Liu said, "Just as Mo Yu said, your murderous nature is indeed great."
Daoist Siyuan replied, "There's no need to sow discord between me and her. In the past, let alone you, I even wanted to kill His Holiness."
Prince Chen Liu knew what he was talking about.
When the Orthodox Academy was besieged and the events that followed, Daoist Siyuan would often appear.
Perhaps he would be drinking tea in a teahouse in Hundred Flowers Lane, or perhaps he would be staring at that ivy wall in the darkness.
At the time, Prince Chen Liu had been standing across from him, and his job had been to protect Chen Changsheng.
But now, the situation had been reversed.
Hu Thirty-Two brought Prince Chen Liu out of the estate.
Prince Chen Liu fell silent as he gazed at the ruined garden and the corpses lying within.
He didn't know where the Li Palace was planning to imprison him, didn't know if Daoist Siyuan would find a chance to kill him in secret, and also didn't know whether he should pray for Chen Changsheng's victory or Shang Xingzhou's.
If he considered the matter from the perspective of his safety, it was naturally the former.
But this was not the conclusion of the story that he was willing to see.
He only knew that whether Shang Xingzhou or Chen Changsheng won today, he and his father had already lost.
Not even when they had truly attacked.
Perhaps it was precisely because he and his father had not truly prepared to attack that they had lost so cleanly and cleanly.
It now seemed that he, his father, the princes of the Chen clan, and even Shang Xingzhou had all underestimated Chen Changsheng's resolve.
True, supreme authority had always been the most corrosive of poisons. Who could resist this temptation?
… …
… …
There was no falling snow in the Li Palace, but it was still very cold, perhaps because it was too deserted.
There were only two people in the spacious plaza.
Daoist Wu was sitting on the icy stone floor, his hair in disarray and his bandages soaked in blood. He seemed to be in an extremely sorry state.
He was so furious that he wanted nothing more than to greet eighteen generations of Chen Changsheng's ancestors, regardless of whether or not there was a great ancestor among them.
But he did not dare to do this, because a woman dressed in white was standing behind him.
An Hua's delicate and pretty face was covered in anxiety.
She gripped her dagger, her eyes fixed on the nape of Daoist Wu's neck.
When the Pope left, he had made it very clear that if the situation changed, she had to kill this old man as soon as possible.
The two archbishops had also taught her very clearly that in order to kill a person, the best way was to cut off their head.
… …
… …
Chen Changsheng walked out of the Li Palace.
The teachers and examinees participating in the Grand Examination were all in the Green Leaf World.
The crowd that had come to watch the spectacle had long ago dispersed, leaving the stone pillars in silence.
He believed that he was alone and was preparing to face this world, so he couldn't help but feel rather lonely.
But just when he was prepared to sigh, he saw Tang Thirty-Six.
He was rather surprised and embarrassed by this sight.
Tang Thirty-Six said, "Since you could write a letter to Guan Bai in advance, you could have told me."
When he said this, his voice was very calm, but everyone could hear the annoyance in it.
Chen Changsheng replied, "I know the Tang clan's style of doing things. Once you strike, there is no way out, so I don't want you to be dragged into this."
Tang Thirty-Six replied, "Since we're going to move, we have to move like a thunderbolt. Do you not agree with the Holy Maiden's method?"
Chen Changsheng replied, "Yourong's method is already the best method she can think of in this sort of situation."
Using the future of the Human race to threaten a person like Shang Xingzhou seemed naive, childish, and absurd, but this was not the case.
Because Shang Xingzhou understood that naivety often meant absolute callousness.
If not for Wang Zhice's sudden appearance today, Xu Yourong really might have succeeded.
Tang Thirty-Six asked, "What are you prepared to do now?"
Chen Changsheng replied, "Whether in cultivation or intelligence, I am far inferior to Yourong, but there are times when I am even more naive."
Even at such a tense moment, Tang Thirty-Six still couldn't help but want to ridicule him when he heard these words.
But he did not do this, because he faintly guessed at what Chen Changsheng wanted to express.
The more naive, the more callous. Was this what he meant?
Chen Changsheng knew what he was worried about. Patting him on the shoulder, he began to walk south.
Tang Thirty-Six froze on the spot. After a while, he came to his senses and chased after him. (To be continued.)
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
