"ah--"
On the cliff top, a shrill female voice rang out. The people around, who were initially terrified, could now completely ignore it, all thanks to Gu Lin.
A wooden frame shaped like the Chinese character "人" was erected on the cliff top, and Perrin was tightly bound to it, her body covered in blood from many places.
Whenever Pei Lan fell into a coma, Mei Chu would immediately use the best medicine to bring Pei Lan back to her senses, time and time again, making it impossible for Pei Lan to even wish for death.
Footsteps sounded, but Perrin had already lost the strength to lift her head.
Looking at Pei Lan, who was no longer human, Gu Lin's eyes flashed with murderous intent. "Who exactly is behind you?"
“I have already said it, it is the rebellious King of Da Ning, Jing Zhao.”
Perrin spoke with difficulty, each word uttered slowly and deliberately.
She knew that if she didn't speak up, she would suffer even more.
But this time was different. Gu Lin gave Pei Lan a deep look and said something that chilled her to the bone: "Your true master has always been by my side, hasn't he?"
"Shouldn't he still be someone I trust very much?"
Faced with Gu Lin's series of questions, Pei Lan was speechless.
A tear mixed with blood fell. I thought she hated her master, but even at this moment, she still refused to betray him.
Perrin closed her eyes. She was fortunate enough to be saved by her master back then, and this time, she would pay with her life.
"I...I don't know."
The next second, Perrin was stabbed in the throat.
"Today is the seventh day since Ayu disappeared. I'll use you as a sacrifice for her," Gu Lin said softly. "Soon, your master will be coming to hell to find you."
After killing Pei Lan, Gu Lin set off for Daning.
......
"monarch!"
Upon seeing Gu Lin, Zhuo Yi felt an urge to cry for the first time. Heaven knows what he had endured in those few days.
Chang Wuyou, that stinky Taoist priest, only knows how to do calculations every day, and he doesn't care at all about the chaotic court. Now the court of Da Ning is in complete chaos, and even Marquis Yongyi is staying at home.
Gu Lin nodded, his robes still stained with blood, and he looked tired and disheveled.
"Linghai, summon all court officials to the palace immediately."
Ling Hai left quickly, and Zhuo Yi looked at Gu Lin and opened his mouth with difficulty, "Your Majesty, why don't you go and change your clothes first?"
"No, I will wait for them right here."
And so, in the main hall, Gu Lin sat expressionlessly on the dragon throne, while Zhuo Yi, seemingly aware of something, stood silently to one side.
Gradually, the court officials all came to the main hall.
The court officials who originally harbored many grievances against Gu Lin all lowered their heads and knelt on the ground the moment they saw him.
Gu Lin's sword lay across the table, its scabbard long since discarded by him.
No one wants to mess with a sword that has no scabbard.
"I have heard that you have many grievances against me?"
Gu Lin's voice rang out in the hall. Everyone's backs were already soaked with sweat. They were sorely mistaken!
Upon hearing the king's true parentage, all their anger vanished the moment they knelt. This man sitting on the dragon throne was not someone they could afford to offend...
"Back then, your Great Ning was on the verge of destruction. If I hadn't fought you battle after battle, would you still be wearing court robes now?"
Gu Lin swept his gaze over the kneeling courtiers one by one. How were they any different from Gu Qingling and the others? They were all ingrates!
"I don't mind taking a few more lives with my hands."
Instantly, the entire hall fell silent.
Only Gu Lin curled the corners of his mouth and let out a sneer: "A bunch of cowards!"
"Furthermore, the new emperor of Daqing is my son and the only heir to Da Ning. You should all know whether or not we should attack Daqing."
After saying that, Gu Lin flicked his sleeves and left the main hall.
"Prime Minister, what exactly did the King mean by his last words just now...?" A courtier mustered his courage and walked up to Zhuo Yi, his legs still trembling.
"What the king means is that if you all insist on attacking Daqing, then the king will be forced to intervene and help Daqing..."
Zhuo Yi let out a soft sigh. He had been talking himself hoarse these past few days, but it was not as effective as a few words from the king.
"It is the ruler himself who has led Da Ning to where it is today, so why dwell on the past?"
Zhuo Yi's eyes held a deeper meaning. "If the rebel king ascends to the throne, it is uncertain whether Great Ning will return to its former state."
"After all... Daqing is not what it used to be."
After saying that, Zhuo Yi left leisurely.
The assembled officials in the hall looked at each other in bewilderment. More than half of them had been contacted by the rebel king in recent days, who had offered them generous terms.
What should they choose?
......
"puff--"
Gu Lin suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, which immediately made Ling Hai, who had been watching Gu Lin's condition, appear and support him. "My lord, are you alright?"
"I am unharmed."
Gu Lin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and a sentence from Chang Wuyou suddenly flashed through his mind: "If you want to turn danger into safety, you must put yourself in a life-or-death situation."
"Linghai, spread the word that I have just suddenly vomited blood and fainted."
Even the usually calm and composed Ling Hai was a little taken aback, but only for a moment. "My lord, should we ask the imperial physician to take your pulse?"
“I have said it, I am unharmed.”
He just had a terrible pain in his chest. Every minute and every second after leaving the cliff, his heart ached. He knew clearly that he was close to a critical point.
He only wanted to kill everyone who caused Ayu to fall off the cliff.
He no longer wanted the world or the Great Ning.
Lying in bed, Gu Lin was terribly pale. Zhuo Yi rushed over and sat by the bedside, telling him about recent events, but he couldn't listen to a word.
Zhuo Yi sighed, and his voice gradually lowered.
Half an incense stick later, Gu Lin tugged at the corner of his mouth, "Zhuo Yi, although A Yan is young, he is steady and mature. He may not fully accept you at first."
“Kui Ruo is someone he trusts and is a pillar of society. You and Kui Ruo should work together to assist A Yan.”
Hearing Gu Lin's words, which sounded like a deathbed entrustment, Zhuo Yi moved his lips, but didn't know what to say.
"Also, I have had Jiang He sent back to Daqing, the capital. Jiang He only has ten days left to live. I have a letter that I would like you to deliver. This is Jiang He's last chance to live."
He would never have written this letter if he hadn't been forced to.
Once this letter is sent out, whether it brings fortune or misfortune is entirely unknown; it's a high-stakes gamble.
"monarch......"
"I am tired."
Gu Lin turned to the side, and Zhuo Yi, seeing this, slowly took his leave. The weather outside was still gloomy.
It's been quite a while since we've seen a sunny day.
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