Chapter 257 Return to the Capital
This ruins enshrines the secret of immortality, which caused the kings to kill each other secretly to plunder it.
This realization made every step Jun Lin took towards the door seem very heavy. It was not until she raised her hand and gently touched the door that her eyes slowly focused.
Lin Junhuai was curious: "Does Brother Xiaolin know what is hidden in here?"
Jun Lin nodded lightly. Lin Junhuai paused, then smiled and fell silent.
He knew she didn't want to elaborate, so he didn't ask.
Jun Lin's gaze suddenly stopped. She looked at the back of her hand, which was as white as fat and had no red marks. She was shocked: "Did anyone help me treat the wound on my hand?"
Her hands had been hit by guns and swords many times during the recent battles, and the scratches were still there when she was with Ye Du. She fell asleep immediately after finishing her work and had no time to apply medicine. How come her wounds were healed now?
Lin Junhuai put his hands behind his head and looked confused: "No, we secretly looked at you when you brought Ye Du back last night, and there was no injury on your hand at that time!"
It was precisely because there were no injuries that they relaxed immediately, otherwise they would have rushed over anxiously to get the patient to apply medicine.
Lin Junhuai and the others take better care of her health than Junlin does.
Jun Lin was a martial artist, and sometimes he simply didn't bother to care about minor injuries. But this group of people would not tolerate any grain of sand in their eyes, and a mosquito bite would be enough for them to make a fuss for a while. Now, after hearing Lin Junhuai's answer, Jun Lin seemed to be standing in a fog and suddenly became somewhat clear.
Lin Junhuai's original playful and frivolous expression also disappeared. He looked at Jun Lin who was standing in front of the door, and the curve of his lips became straighter and straighter, as if there was a transparent barrier separating the two of them.
This ruin will take her away.
The dangerous thought that came from nowhere swept through his chest like a cold tide, and he was so panicked that he almost subconsciously walked forward and grabbed Jun Lin's wrist.
His five fingers clenched tightly together, wishing they could embed themselves into her flesh and blood.
Jun Lin felt pain in her wrist from the force of the squeeze. She turned her head to look at Lin Junhuai and said helplessly, "Why..."
The unprecedented solemnity on the boy's face blocked all the words she wanted to say. His dark eyebrows were tightly knitted together, and his amber eyes seemed to have a light that flickered, and finally drowned out like a match, leaving no spark.
"Let's go home."
He pulled her out forcefully, his frown never relaxing.
Junlin had never seen Lin Junhuai so powerful before. She looked back and saw the huge ruins.
"Don't look at it."
Lin Junhuai stopped, held her cheeks with both hands and forced her to turn towards himself.
"Brother Xiaolin, listen to me for once and stop looking."
The boy's height is growing like bamboo shoots after a spring rain. Lin Junhuai, who was laughed at by everyone last year, now lowered his head slightly and his thin eyelashes almost fell on her cheek. Junlin suddenly realized that he was already very tall.
Before they knew it, they were all better than themselves.
She now needs to look up at these people who she always treated as children.
They grew up.
How could they not grow up? At this age, most teenagers aged 17 or 18 have already married and had children, but they all followed her for the sake of the great cause and did not consider these things, otherwise they would have started a family.
“…”
What year is it now?
She looked a little dazed, and nodded unconsciously under the boy's almost stubborn and deep gaze.
"Okay, I won't watch it anymore."
Lin Junhuai didn't feel relieved after getting her assurance. He just slid the hand on her wrist down and completely clasped her palm.
He pulled her to faster and faster steps, as if staying away from the ruins could reduce the panic of losing something important in his heart.
It wasn't long before Lin Junhuai realized where this fear came from.
It is a feeling of time and space fragmentation that does not belong to this world and can never be seen again.
When Ji Guanniao returned to the imperial city of Ze State, she left Zou Tao, Yan Yu and Man Huang behind to deal with the aftermath of the recent capture of Ze State, and the rest of the people returned with her.
Emperor Jing was wearing armor and sitting majestically on his warhorse. Behind him followed Shen Sinian, Xingzhi and others, and behind them was the Dark Legion's Da Jing Tieqi.
The sound of horse hooves shook the ground, and the people on both sides of the road cheered and danced. Emperor Jing returned triumphantly and bestowed glory on his people.
What is the victory this time?
It is a symbol of abundant talents, a proof of the power of the king, a manifestation of the unity of the people, and a manifestation of the strength of a country.
At this point, there were only four countries in the world.
The moment Jun Lin entered the imperial city, all officials bowed their heads.
"My Emperor."
"Welcome to Triumph."
They knelt in a huge crowd, and their powerful shouts lingered in the sky for a long time.
Of course, there were people among the officials who were dissatisfied with Emperor Jing, but so what? The left prime minister was on her side, the right prime minister was on her side, and most of the ministers were on her side. She also responded to everyone's expectations and achieved results that others dared not even think of.
First, we took down the most powerful Ze State.
Those who were dissatisfied kowtowed sincerely this time.
Without the king's order, no one dared to look up at the man on the warhorse. They rested their foreheads on the ground, holding their breath and waiting for the king's orders.
Jun Lin tightened the reins and looked at the kneeling minister with half-lowered eyes. The sunlight fell on the exquisite armor and reflected a layer of cold light.
She didn't speak for too long, and the ministers began to sweat coldly under the tremendous pressure.
Suddenly, they heard a very light laugh from above their heads.
"Thank you for your hard work in managing the court these days."
It was still acceptable, and she was satisfied with the loyalty of these people.
It was not until Emperor Jing reined in his horse and passed by, and the sound of horse hooves faded away and could no longer be heard, that the group of people looked up in shock.
"Your Majesty, did you smile at me just now?"
"Your Majesty...Your Majesty has affirmed my actions during these days!"
"Lord Zuo Xiang, did His Majesty just express his affection to us?"
All the officials were questioning each other like little sparrows, their hands shaking with excitement.
It's no wonder. Emperor Jing was nice to the Left Prime Minister and his men, but he was very arrogant towards other people. They were frightened by his sudden approachability.
Damn, I'm so jealous!
So Lord Zuo Xiang lives in such happiness every day!
Ming He stood up and brushed off the dust on his court robes gracefully. He tilted his eyes and smiled gently: "Your Majesty loves every one of your subjects. You must remember this."
After saying this, he left gracefully.
Officials: "!!!"
I know he is lying but I am still happy!
Work hard! Let’s work hard together to build Jingguo!
If your Majesty is happy, we are happy too!
My life as an official would be incomplete if I wasn't praised by Emperor Jing once, okay?