Dozens of residences were completely flattened, and only the teahouse remained. In the depths of Hundred Flowers Street, where the smoke and dust had just settled, several carriages arrived.
There was no one in front of the Orthodox Academy's gate. It was very quiet, but in reality, there were countless pairs of eyes watching from the shadows.
Prince Chen Liu alighted from the carriage.
The youngest Regional Prince of the Zhou Dynasty still had the same gentle expression as before, giving people the feeling of being bathed in the spring breeze. However, the aura of nobility that emanated from his body was much thicker. Perhaps it was because he was calmer than before, the light between his brows was brighter and his face seemed clearer.
Fourteen princes surnamed Chen entered the capital, with the Prince of Xiang as their leader. It had already been proposed in the Imperial Court that the Prince of Xiang would also serve as Minister of State. He was the Prince of Xiang's son and also the only descendant of the Chen clan that had remained in the capital for ten-some years. This made him feared by many princes and even his brothers, but it also represented his contributions. Without him, the princes of the Chen clan would have found it very difficult to stabilize the situation in the capital in such a short time.
Prince Chen Liu walked to the gate of the Orthodox Academy.
No one came to welcome him, and no one stopped him. Only several sharp and light sword essences came out of the courtyard walls like winter plum blossoms.
Several Daoist experts with profound gazes and extraordinary realms came to stand behind him.
Prince Chen Liu waved his hand, indicating for the experts of the Prince's Mansion to stay where they were. He then walked in alone.
Even when he walked into the Orthodox Academy, there was still no one who came to welcome him or stop him. There was only the color of the autumn sunlight and the great banyan tree by the lake.
Prince Chen Liu walked towards the library. For the past two years, he and Chen Changsheng had been either at Clear Lake Restaurant or here.
Dozens of young girls were sitting or standing on the grass by the lake, whispering something.
Prince Chen Liu was a little surprised at this sight. The Holy Maiden has already returned to the south, so why are these South Stream Temple disciples still remaining here?
Around the library, the teachers and students of the Orthodox Academy were cleaning up while Su Moyu was arranging for the reconstruction. Only when he was alerted by a priest at his side did he notice Chen Changsheng's figure.
He knew why Prince Chen Liu had come, so he said directly, "The headmaster is not here."
Prince Chen Liu thought to himself, If it were me, I probably wouldn't want to see anyone from the Chen imperial family either.
"Then I'll wait," he said to Su Mo Yu.
Su Moyu replied, "Right now, there are many important matters in the Imperial Court that rely heavily on Your Highness. If Your Highness has something to say, just leave a message. There is no need to waste time here."
Prince Chen Liu understood the hidden meaning in Su Moyu's words. With a somewhat bitter smile, he said, "Just think of it as seeking peace of mind for myself."
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Prince Chen Liu's temperament was noble and unsullied, and his words were worth a thousand gold.
If he said he would wait, then he would really wait. Holding a cup of tea, he sat under a tree by the lake and smiled in response to the curious gazes of the disciples of South Stream Temple. Only when dusk fell did Chen Changsheng finally return.
The disciples of South Stream Temple and the teachers and students of the Orthodox Academy knew that the two definitely had something to say, so they very consciously left.
Prince Chen Liu held his teacup and looked at the grass and the fallen leaves at his feet. After a long period of silence, he asked, "Can I go to the Empress's tomb to pay my respects?"
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Chen Changsheng thought it over, then asked, "In those ten-some years, your life must have been very bitter, right?"
Prince Chen Liu froze, then bitterly smiled.
As expected of Chen Changsheng. He didn't need to deliberately do anything. He only needed to look at the truest depths to use the simplest of words to expose the entire truth.
"Correct … in those years, the Empress treated me very well, and the people of the palace also treated me with great respect, but I truly did live a very bitter life."
Prince Chen Liu bowed and placed his cup on the grass, continuing, "Because my surname is Chen."
Chen Changsheng looked into his eyes. "So no matter how she treated you, you still wanted her dead?"
Prince Chen Liu very seriously pondered this question, then replied, "Perhaps it's because I never understood just what sort of person she was, so I was very afraid of her."
Chen Changsheng thought it over, then expressed his agreement. "I also didn't understand her."
Prince Chen Liu earnestly said, "But now, you're standing on her side … you know, I'm speaking of the spiritual plane."
Chen Changsheng did not explain, asking, "Your Highness, why have you come to find me?"
Prince Chen Liu replied, "I want to pay my respects to her."
Chen Changsheng used silence to express his stance.
He would not tell anyone where he had buried the Tianhai Divine Empress.
Even if Prince Chen Liu had been raised by the Divine Empress.
"The State of Ping has been taken back to the Tianhai clan," Prince Chen Liu suddenly said.
This was something Chen Changsheng did not care about, but he knew that since Prince Chen Liu had brought this up, there was assuredly a reason.
"Besides the throne, the entire world hasn't changed much. There's an ugly side, but there's also a warm and affectionate side."
Prince Chen Liu looked at him and said, "Perhaps this world has wronged you, but I do not wish for you to lose all hope in this world."
Not long ago, the Pope had expressed similar thoughts in the library.
Chen Changsheng asked, "Just what does Your Highness want to say?"
Prince Chen Liu replied, "Do you still remember the words Archbishop Mei Li Sha said to us before he died?"
Chen Changsheng's thoughts returned to that room filled with plum blossoms, thought of that wrinkled old man, and fell silent for a very long time.
"The archbishop said to me, to remember what you paid."
Prince Chen Liu continued, "At the time, none of us knew what these words meant, but now, we do."
Ripening, fruit, sacrifice — many of the obscure words Mei Li Sha had mentioned before had been answered after the coup of the Mausoleum of Books. In order to overthrow the Tianhai Divine Empress's rule, people had used Chen Changsheng. For this, he had paid many things, some indescribably important things. If words had to be used to explain them, they would probably be: trust, hope, a sense of existence, and emotions.
"I don't know what Principal Shang thinks, what father thinks, what uncles and brothers think, but what the Chen clan owes you, I will return to you in their place."
Prince Chen Liu looked into his eyes and seriously said, "I will do everything in my power to guarantee your safety and interests."
Chen Changsheng replied, "Thank you."
He was very calm, even somewhat wooden, but his body still felt a sliver of warmth.
Prince Chen Liu continued, "I can understand your feelings, but I hope that you can quickly pull yourself together. Today, His Holiness the Pope has given you so much support. If you give up or leave, how will His Holiness face his millions of believers? What will the teachers and students of the Orthodox Academy do? What will His Majesty do? "
Chen Changsheng thought of the words Eunuch Lin had said during the day and felt rather tired. He said, "I believed that this was not a problem I needed to think about."
Prince Chen Liu said, "If the rumors are true, that you and His Majesty really are like brothers, then this is a problem you must think about."
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