Chapter 23 Chapter 23 Death Escape (I) (Two Updates Combined into One)…
Kong Jinghe changed into his usual uniform and came out of the duty room. Lin Zhen was standing at the foot of the stone steps. He was still wearing the same white clothes, but the veil on his head was gone. A few strands of hair were scattered on his temples, his long eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his chest was heaving with his breathing.
When Ji Sui left, Kong Jinghe had not yet returned from the torture room, but he had heard how Madam Lin was "taken" away. Looking at the person who had come back, he was stunned for a moment, but soon returned to normal.
He should have guessed that she was Lin Zhen's.
Kong Jinghe walked down the stairs and invited her into the porch at the side. Ordinary servants were not allowed to enter the inner room of the duty room without his permission. The file thrown on the ground was picked up by him when he came back.
He had something in mind, but he sat silently opposite Lin Zhen, waiting for her to speak first.
"In the second year of Shunhe, Prince Chen plotted treason. I wonder if you are aware of it?" Lin Zhen asked directly.
She had struggled to get off the carriage, and at that moment she had only one thought in her mind, which was to thoroughly understand what had happened.
Lin Zhen was not unaware that Kong Jinghe was now Ji Sui's man, but five years ago, when his father was still the Shaoqing of the Dali Temple, Kong Jinghe had been his prison historian and had delivered documents to the mansion many times.
Lin Zhen had met him and trusted him.
Upon hearing this, Kong Jinghe was silent for a moment, then whispered, "In the first year of Shunhe, Your Majesty granted the vast and prosperous Qizhou to Prince Chen. He should have been grateful, but because Qizhou is located on the border and Your Majesty cannot reach it, he became rebellious and even secretly diverted taxes that should have been paid to the national treasury to recruit soldiers and horses, intending to rebel. He committed suicide on the battlefield out of fear of punishment, which shows that he knew the situation well."
"Why do you say he moved it privately? Is there any evidence? Did any of you see it with your own eyes?"
Lin Zhen clutched his sleeves tightly, his face pale, but his eyes were fixed on Kong Jinghe.
Kong Jinghe was stunned by the sudden questioning, and after a while, he smiled and replied, "The evidence of Prince Chen's treason was personally presented by the guilty minister...your father. Coincidentally, the then Dali Temple Minister was in mourning at home, so, to avoid recusation, your father presided over the trial."
"Three judges held a joint trial, with solid evidence."
"...What rumors have you heard, young lady?"
My father personally presented...
Lin Zhen's eyes gradually lowered as he looked at the marble patterns on the stone table. He shook his head woodenly but said nothing.
*
As night falls, the clouds turn ink-black.
Tomorrow is the Moon Festival. There are many more people on the streets today than yesterday. People coming and going are all holding a colorful lantern in their hands, and some have various masks covering their faces, eager to feel the festive atmosphere in advance.
The pedestrians in colorful clothes dyed the street into a dazzling river. Lin Zhen, dressed in snow-white clothes, looked out of place and particularly abrupt.
What Kong Jinghe said was consistent with the files she saw in the side room of the duty room.
——Prince Qi Huan of Chen, privately embezzled national taxes, stationed troops and raised horses. Now, Lin Yunfeng, the Junior Secretary of the Dali Temple, is presiding over the trial. He has been convicted of treason, and his entire family will be executed. He will be sentenced to death by slow slicing.
Privately embezzling national taxes, stationing troops and raising horses...
How could this be? How could this be?
It was obvious that Qizhou was invaded by enemy bandits, and the documents sent to the court requesting support had not received a response. The prince then decided to temporarily transfer national taxes and recruit soldiers to protect the people.
This proposal was made by his father to Prince Chen, and Lin Zhen had witnessed it with his own eyes in his father's study.
——Your Highness may implement this plan first. I will go to the palace tomorrow to report to His Majesty in person.
"Hey, girl, watch your step!"
Lin Zhen was stopped by someone and came to his senses. He saw a silver hairpin that had been stepped on and broken by her.
"……Feel sorry."
The old woman sat on a straw mat on the ground, looked up at Lin Zhen with an annoyed look on her face, and refused to answer.
Lin Zhen reached for her waist helplessly, but where did she carry any money?
After a while, Lin Zhen finally took out a ring from her waist. She squatted down, placed the jade pendant in front of the old woman's stall, and stood up to leave.
After she had taken a few steps, she was caught up and stopped by the old woman again.
"That hairpin isn't worth that much money," she took out her purse, poured out some loose change, and stuffed it into Lin Zhen's hand, "Here's your change."
The old woman turned around and went back. Lin Zhen stared at the silver in his hand in a daze. After a moment, she stopped a carriage.
As night fell, the wind in the mountains was blowing fiercely. Lin Zhen got off the carriage, looked up at Lanruo Temple on the mountainside, and walked up the mountain.
His clothes fluttered in the cold wind. Under the moonlight, Lin Zhen walked step by step to the back mountain of Lanruo Temple.
Half a year later, a lot of weeds had grown in front of her mother's grave. She slowly knelt down and cleared the weeds on both sides one by one.
There were several red marks on the palm of his hand and marks on the back of his hand, but Lin Zhen didn't feel any pain.
After a long time, she finally raised her head and looked at the words her father had left on the tombstone. She stroked them with her fingertips, and the corners of her lips moved slightly. In the end, she could not utter the word "mother" which she had not called for many years.
She lowered her head, and the tears she had been holding back fell to the ground.
Click, click...
It started raining in the mountains too.
Under the cover of the rain, Lin Zhen could cry unrestrainedly. For a moment, she seemed to be back in the rainy night three years ago.
Before Ji Bai attempted the assassination, she had already noticed that something was wrong with him, and vaguely felt that it was related to the Prince Chen case. She had said the same thing to Ji Bai: Just wait for me.
At that time, she also had doubts about Prince Chen's conspiracy.
My father once respected that man so much and had a close relationship with him. How could he judge him as a traitor in such a short time?
In addition, her father was indeed in a trance and had abnormal thoughts during that period, so she even mustered up the courage to question her father in person.
But when she saw her father sleeping at his desk with his head resting on the files, a red brush tightly clenched in his hand, his clothes on, his face full of fatigue, and a few strands of silver hair growing on his temples, she was unable to ask anything.
Now, she is still the same as before.
Even when the irrefutable evidence was right in front of her and Kong Jinghe told her the story in person, she still refused to say a single word to support it.
To this day, she still cannot believe that the father who taught her righteousness and benevolence since childhood would be a person who frames loyal and honest people for his career, or rather, she cannot accept this fact from the bottom of her heart.
Because of this, three years ago, when Ji Rui wanted to assassinate her father, she tried to stop him at all costs, even at the cost of hurting him.
Drip, drip...
The rain was getting heavier, mixed with tears and blurring her vision.
Everything became so familiar, she seemed to see the young man lying not far away again, with the dagger she had stabbed stuck in his chest and blood flowing out.
She had rescued him from a pool of blood, and she had put him back into a pool of blood with her own hands.
The girl, sitting on the ground, had a pale face. She stared blankly at the boy lying in the mud with his eyes closed. After a moment, she suddenly stood up and rushed towards him: "Lin Chu!"
"Lin Chu...Lin Chu!"
The girl kept slapping his face with her slender white hands, but the latter just closed his eyes tightly, without any reaction, letting the rain hit his lifeless face.
That was the first time she felt helpless and scared since her mother left.
Her thoughts were extremely confused, and she couldn't even remember how she pulled the knife out of his chest or how she bandaged him.
She only remembered that she let out a long breath when she noticed that the boy's breath was gradually calming down.
The rain gradually stopped. The girl's clothes were already in a mess because she had torn them off to bandage the boy's wound. The hem of her skirt did not even reach her ankles, and her sleeves could hardly cover her forearms.
She carried the unconscious boy on her shoulders and walked down the mountain step by step.
Although the rain had stopped, the mountain road was not easy to walk on because it was wet and slippery. Although she was careful, she still fell several times. Every time, she tried her best to support the boy behind her to prevent him from falling.
Just as they were about to reach the foot of the mountain, Lin Zhen accidentally fell into a puddle three or four feet deep. Fortunately, before she fell, Lin Chu was caught by a dead branch in the forest and did not fall with her.
Her ankle was stuck on a huge rock in the puddle, and she couldn't find anything to climb up. It was not until dawn that she climbed out of the puddle.
After a night, the mountain road became much easier to walk on, but she was exhausted at that time, and coupled with the injury on her foot, she could only half-carry and half-drag Lin Chu down the mountain and placed him in the most conspicuous place on the side of the road.
When the disheveled girl returned to her mother's grave again, the sky was already dim. It was like a pair of gentle hands, caressing the girl gently and letting her fall asleep peacefully.
At this moment, the figure of the woman kneeling in front of the tombstone seemed to gradually overlap with the figure of the girl three years ago.
She was still in a miserable state and still had no one to rely on.
*
Lin Zhen was awakened by the dazzling sunlight in the forest at noon the next day. There was no carriage when she returned to the city, and it was dark when she walked back on foot.
Today is the Moon Festival. Although it is only the hour of Mao, there is already a faint silver hook in the sky.
The streets were already crowded with vendors setting up stalls. "Look, girl! This lotus lantern with a Jade Rabbit pounding medicine was made by my wife herself. No one else has it!"
Lin Zhen was stopped by the peddler, and his eyes fell on the lotus lantern that the peddler handed to him. A rabbit was sitting and lying in the middle of the blooming lotus flowers, holding a medicine mortar made of the lantern in its arms, which was very unique.
But she suddenly remembered the not-so-good-looking lotus lantern that Ji Sui had bought on the street a few days ago. After a moment, she nodded and apologized to the vendor: "Thank you very much, but it's not necessary."
At this time, a group of people hurried out of the restaurant next door, and the tall and handsome man surrounded by them was Ji Sui.
"Isn't that the general? Today is the Moon Festival. Why would he come here instead of celebrating it in the palace?"
Several women strolling together on the street were so captivated that they stopped and whispered, "This morning, my brother told me that the Marquis of Yong'an sent urgent news from Yizhou. Several important officials from the court have come down from Yandang Mountain and will probably be leaving for the expedition soon."
It had been less than half a year since Ji Sui returned to the capital. Many women had only heard of his name and had never even seen this talented young general. After a quick glance at him, they heard that he was going to war again. They couldn't help but feel regretful, and their beautiful eyes wandered to him for a long time.
Lin Zhen looked at the tall man in the crowd not far away. He was walking towards a carriage, and her feet moved unconsciously with him.
It was only one night, but she felt like she was back three years ago, with that unruly boy standing in front of her again.
Lin Chu...
Seeing him get on the carriage, Lin Zhen unconsciously quickened his pace, his white clothes fluttering in the wind.
Lin Chu...
Even those women who were feeling amorous only dared to take a look from afar. Suddenly they saw a woman chasing the carriage out of control, and they were quite shocked.
After being drenched in rain all night and having not eaten anything, she had no chance of catching up with the carriage. She fell to the ground after only a few steps.
Kong Jinghe happened to be walking out of the restaurant. He caught a glimpse of the familiar figure lying on the ground and hurried forward, "Miss Lin!"
***
At night, Ji Sui went to the Prime Minister Meng's mansion.
The last time Meng Liangyu was assassinated in the palace, the third prince sent someone to send him back home to recuperate in advance. Even though he only suffered some minor injuries, after two days, his face became even more sallow and there was no improvement.
Ji Sui knelt on one knee in front of the couch and promised, "I will definitely live up to my adoptive father's trust this time."
Meng Liangyu lay flat on the couch, closed his eyes, patted his hand that was resting on the edge of the couch, and said in a weak voice: "Okay... okay... go."
Ji Rui raised his eyelids and glanced at the person on the couch. A hint of coldness flashed across his eyes. He stood up and said softly to the steward standing beside him, "Foster father is weak and frail. Ji Rui dare not disturb him any further. This time when we go to Yizhou, I would like to trouble the steward to take good care of him."
The steward smiled faintly and bowed quickly, saying respectfully, "General, you are too kind to me. These are my responsibilities. General, you are so filial, and I dare not let you down."
Ji Sui nodded and smiled, then left after a moment.
The sound of iron boots faded away outside the door. The steward approached the couch and slowly helped Meng Liangyu up. "The assassination attempt is not yet over. Even if you want to take advantage of the urgent military situation in Yizhou to eliminate the Marquis of Yong'an, you shouldn't let him go."
Meng Liangyu shook his head and sighed, "Lin Yunfeng is dead. If Yong'an Hou returns, he will never let it go. He has always been a stubborn person. Even if you tell him that Lin Yunfeng committed suicide by taking poison, he won't give up..."
"He holds the imperial decree and the iron certificate in his hand. If he demands an audience with the emperor and demands a thorough investigation..." Meng Liangyu panted heavily for a few times and continued, "No one can stop him..."
The steward gently stroked his chest to help him breathe, "But do you really believe that the assassination had nothing to do with him?"
They had been sending people to the Dali Temple to keep an eye on Ji Bai, and even after he had interrogated him, they privately subjected the prisoner to extremely harsh punishments. However, the man showed no signs of anything from beginning to end, and only murmured a few lines of a ballad when his consciousness collapsed and became confused.
The manager even specially asked someone to check those words, and found that they really had nothing to do with Ji Sui. They were just a few nursery rhymes circulating among the people.
Although there was no direct evidence pointing to Ji Sui, he still couldn't feel at ease.
"Yanfu, do you know where those nursery rhymes are from?"
Meng Liangyu suddenly asked. The steward paused for a moment and shook his head slightly. He hadn't paid much attention to this. Realizing his oversight, he hurriedly asked, "Sir, do those nursery rhymes have any special meaning?"
Meng Liangyu was silent for a long time before he said in a deep voice, "...That's a children's song from Qizhou. Qizhou...he, he's from Qi Huan!"
As he spoke, the man who had been lying limply on the bed suddenly opened his eyes wide and stared straight into the air, "Qi Huan must still be alive! He's still alive, and he's come to claim my life! He wants my life!!"
Meng Liangyu was very excited. The steward saw that he could no longer control him and hurriedly called for a doctor.
*
The master and servant walked one after the other in the long, quiet alley in front of the Meng Mansion. Shi Zhu glanced around and whispered, "Those people who followed him are gone. This time, he chose to send the general to Yizhou. Does this mean that he has completely removed his suspicions about the general?"
Ji Sui's dark eyes gazed at the deadly silence in front of him, and he said in a cold voice, "The old fox is very meticulous and cautious. How can his doubts be easily dispelled?"
However, this time it was really beyond Ji Sui's expectations. Meng Liangyu had been holding him tightly for the past two days, but today he suddenly gave in.
He had to go to Yizhou. If he didn't have Meng Liangyu's support, he would have to put in a lot of effort. Now he has saved himself a lot of trouble.
"Since he has decided to send the general to Yizhou today, I will begin preparations and depart as soon as possible to avoid any unforeseen circumstances."
Hearing this, Ji Sui suddenly stopped and turned back to look at Shizhu intently.
Being caught off guard by his master's stare, he was confused at first, but soon he felt guilty. Lin Zhen had been running for a whole day. He admitted that the reason she was able to escape from him easily was because he deliberately relaxed.
From a selfish point of view, he naturally hoped that this woman could stay away from her master.
Even though she had been much more obedient recently, she had hurt her master before, so how could he not harbor resentment? Moreover, she was Lin Yunfeng's daughter.
However, people who have done something wrong will inevitably feel guilty. Shizhu was immediately nervous and waited for his master's punishment.
After a moment, a voice came from above: "No rush, let Yong'an Hou endure it for a while."
After saying this, Ji Sui continued walking forward with big strides.
Shizhu froze in place for a moment, then hurried to catch up, a hint of joy appearing on his face.
Perhaps, that woman was not as important as he thought.
*
Kong Jinghe settled Lin Zhen back in the restaurant. He said the cabinet had already decided on the candidate for the expedition to Yizhou: General Ji Sui. Tomorrow, he would come here to meet with several generals who had been stationed in Yizhou so that they could prepare a response plan in advance.
She was arranged to stay in a room by the window in the restaurant. There was a beauty couch under the window. Lin Zhen curled up on the couch, looking down at the prosperous scene downstairs.
She took a deep breath, leaned against the windowsill and fell asleep with her eyes closed.
Lin Zhen had a dream, which was more like a memory than a dream.
The dream was about the Lunar New Year. The more lively and joyful the occasion, the more likely it is that the capital will be in turmoil. Several thefts had already occurred before the Lunar New Year, one of which resulted in a murder after the owner discovered the theft and a fight ensued.
His father had been handling official business in the Dali Temple during the New Year holidays, and Lin Yue was coaxed by several maids and wet nurses to go for a walk on the street. In the huge Lin Mansion, Lin Zhen was the only one left.
Lin Zhen was still copying calligraphy in the study room as usual, watching over his father.
The door creaked open, and Lin Zhen thought it was his father coming home. Just as he was about to stand up and greet him, he saw Lin Chu walking up to him casually.
He was wearing a brand new suit with a cross collar and arrow sleeves. Although the color of the fabric was no different from that of the other servants, a closer look revealed fine dark patterns. The material was also not an ordinary cloth. It was obvious that his father must have specially ordered someone to make it for him.
She couldn't help but take another look, not because she was jealous, but because she was confused as to why her father treated a servant so well.
While her mind was wandering, the pen in her hand was snatched away by Lin Chu who came over. He casually threw it into the pen holder and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Why are you writing these boring things? Go out and take a look."
Lin Zhen was still sitting upright at the desk. He raised his head and glanced at him coldly, not intending to pay attention to him. He reached into the pen holder and wanted to pick up the pen.
Her hand never touched the tip of the pen, but was held by a cold hand halfway.
"Let's go."
In an instant, she felt the blood churning in her chest, and she felt shock, anger, shame and indignation all at once, so much so that her body froze and she was unable to react for a long time until she was pulled into the yard by Lin Chu.
She angrily shook off his hand, and when she was about to explode, there was a loud bang in the sky. The originally dark night sky exploded with a brilliant light and turned into a sky full of stars in an instant.
Yes, today is New Year's Day, and there are fireworks tonight...
She was unconsciously attracted by the scene before her, quietly gazing at the starry sky. The young man's voice came to her ears again: "Lin Zhen, come up, it's more beautiful from here."
A ladder appeared in front of the study at some point, and he was sitting on the wooden ladder, reaching out to her.
Indeed, how could Lin Zhen do such an "unbecoming" thing? It was even more impossible for him to hand his hand over to him again.
That time, Lin Zhen not only ignored him, but became even more angry. He turned around and went back to the study.
But in this dream, she just stared blankly at the boy's hand stretched out to her, his fingers were white and his knuckles were distinct. She raised her eyes upwards and saw his slightly raised thin lips, high nose bridge, and deep and charming peach blossom eyes.
He said in a low voice: "Lin Zhen, come here."
It was a short and ordinary sentence, but she suddenly felt as if her heart was suddenly pricked by a needle. She pursed her lips and raised her hand with a trembling hand.
But at this moment, the figure in front of her suddenly disappeared, the night sky became pitch black, and she felt as if she was in a bottomless abyss.
"Lin Chu...Lin Chu!"
Lin Zhen suddenly woke up from her dream, opened her eyes, and found that she had been lying on the couch without knowing when. She wanted to sit up, but she felt weak all over and her head was dizzy.
"Zhen'er."
Lin Zhen glanced sideways and saw that the man in her dream was sitting in front of her bed, just a few feet away from her.
Lin Zhen looked at him without hesitation, and the emptiness in his heart turned into a hint of bitterness.
"You're awake. I'll go get you some tea."
The man was about to stand up, but Lin Zhen subconsciously grabbed his sleeve and whispered a few words, "No, don't go..."
Ning Shilu looked at the cuff of his sleeve that she was holding in astonishment, and then slowly moved his gaze to her face. The sick Lin Zhen looked very weak, and her phoenix eyes looked at him with burning eyes.
His heart seemed to be gripped tightly in an instant. God knows how long he had been waiting for such a look?
Ever since he vaguely understood the love between men and women, he has been longing for this day.
He longed for his sister to look at him with tenderness and affection like other women.
"Okay, okay, I won't leave. I won't leave." He agreed hurriedly.
Seeing that Lin Zhen seemed to want to get up, he hurriedly and carefully helped her up.
The woman's soft body fell on him unexpectedly. He felt someone hugging his neck and his nose was filled with the unique fragrance of Lin Zhen.
All of this was so beautiful and dreamlike that he almost lost his mind. He couldn't help but bury his head in Lin Zhen's shoulder, feeling her hot temperature and smooth skin.
He was at the age of full vigor and vitality, and was treated so tenderly by the person he admired that he was moved.
He freed one hand and slowly reached out to Lin Zhen. His blood was boiling, and he boldly touched the belt around her waist.
The woman in his arms seemed to notice his movements. She moved slightly, and he was so shocked that he froze and dared not move again.
Just when he was dejectedly planning to extinguish the desire in his heart, his neck was suddenly held tighter.
Such a response was undoubtedly a recognition and encouragement to him. Joy rose in his heart again. He suppressed his trembling hands and pulled the laces open.
At the same time, a low call from his ear instantly extinguished his impulse and joy.
"Lin Chu..."
"What...?" Ning Shilu pulled Lin Zhen away in disbelief. Although it was a very light sentence just now, Lin Zhen said it almost close to his ear, so he couldn't have heard it wrong.
"Zhen'er, what are you talking about? Look at me, look at who I am!" The name obviously had a great impact on Ning Shilu, and he was even a little crazy.
"You, you really gave him your heart! Why, why?" He shook Lin Zhen violently out of control.
"Sister, you must be sick, you are confused. Come with me quickly, let's leave here. You will be fine after we leave, and everything will be fine."
After hearing the news that his father had an accident in the Marquis' Mansion, he wanted to go to Yizhou to find his father. No matter how he had made a fuss before, at the last moment, he found that he still couldn't let go of Lin Zhen, and he wanted to take Lin Zhen with him.
After much effort, he found out Lin Zhen's whereabouts. He rushed over before dawn. Seeing that his sister was still sleeping, he couldn't bear to wake her up, so he lay in front of the bed waiting for her to wake up.
But I didn't expect that the result would be like this.
The high fever slowed Lin Zhen's reaction, and her vision gradually cleared. "Prince...? Why are you here?"
"Zhen'er, come with me to Yizhou, we'll leave immediately." Ning Shilu began to tidy up Lin Zhen's clothes and wanted to pull her up.
Lin Zhen avoided his hand, gathered his clothes, frowned, and his eyes returned to their usual coldness. He raised his eyes and said, "There is war in Yizhou now, and the prince should stay at home."
Ning Shilu is the only son of Marquis Yong'an, and he is doted on by Lin. Although he was born in a marquis's family, the Lin family never let him touch a sword or a gun. He is actually powerless, and if he goes to the border, it will cause chaos.
Ning Shilu didn't think so. He just felt that Lin Zhen rejected him because of Ji Sui. He was even more angry. He grabbed Lin Zhen's wrist and said, "Why don't you leave with me? Could it be that you can't let go of that man?!"
"Let go." Lin Zhen was exhausted both physically and mentally and didn't want to argue with him anymore.
However, Ning Shilu saw all this and tacitly agreed that the elder sister he had admired since childhood had fallen in love with the lowly servant of the Lin Mansion and the man who had forced his uncle to death.
This is impossible, something must have gone wrong.
Ning Shilu's eyes were red as he stared at the disheveled woman in front of him. Suddenly, he hugged Lin Zhen tightly.
It must be because he had raped my sister. If I could get my sister, she would be willing to go with him.
"Zhen'er, don't be afraid, everything will be fine, and it will be fine soon." Ning Shilu comforted Lin Zhen while tilting his head to caress her neck with his lips and teeth.
Lin Zhen's whole body was burning hot and her head was splitting. After realizing that she was being treated so frivolously, she was furious and a wave of nausea spread from the bottom of her heart. She had used all her strength to push the man in front of her away, but with Lin Zhen's current physical strength, it was completely painless for Ning Shilu.
"Go away..." She almost grinded out these two words from between her lips and teeth.
At this point, there was no possibility for Ning Shilu to stop. The unique fragrance on Lin Zhen's body impacted his remaining rationality. He couldn't help but hug her tighter and his movements became more presumptuous.
Lin Zhen's brows were tightly furrowed, beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. His whole body was tightly held in Ning Shilu's arms, his hands and feet were trembling, but he couldn't use any strength.
The person who was once cold and aloof is now like a fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of others.
*
"I happened to run into Madam yesterday when I was returning home. Considering it was getting dark, I took it upon myself to place Madam here. I imagine Madam must be getting impatient now."
Kong Jinghe pretended to know nothing and did not mention Lin Zhen's name. He just smiled and led Ji Sui to the room on the second floor.
Ji Bai unconsciously raised a faint smile at the corner of his lips. Even though he knew Lin Zhen's personality very well, he still felt pleased to hear such words.
Shi Zhu reported to him that Lin Zhen had escaped. Although he was furious, he did not lose his composure again. He knew that as long as Lin Yue was in his hands, Lin Zhen would never ignore her.
In this way, Lin Zhen became a kite in his hand. No matter how high she flew, she was always in his palm.
Isn't the person who used to be aloof and looked down on him still in his hands?
Let him humiliate me, let him bully me, until he gets tired of it, then he will...
Kill her? Or let her go...
Ji Sui's handsome face suddenly turned dark. After just a brief moment of thought, he clearly realized that he could not accept any possibility.
He wanted to keep her captive by his side forever, until his death.
When approaching the door, Ji Sui suddenly stopped and raised his hand to signal, "Just wait here."
Kong Jinghe happily agreed, but Shizhu, standing beside him, frowned and stood behind him. After a while, he clasped his fists and said, "Yes, General."
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