Volume 7:
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A Threat
After taking this task from Murong Jing, Yuan Qin arrived at the entrance of Yuanlin Residence not long after.
Although Yuan Qin didn’t know Murong Jing’s own arrangements, when he was wandering around the city with those guards, he had seen another group of people who were not in his memory.
Just from their attire, he knew that the visitors were not friendly. And according to the information obtained by the Lingxiao Pavilion, the Divine King’s Court, which had caused a great stir in Qian Yue Academy a while ago, had appeared in the capital.
Although he didn’t know if this was true, after connecting all these things, he always felt that this long-serving monarch seemed to be constantly advancing on the road to death.
After pacing outside the door for a long time, Yuan Qin finally knocked on the door of Yuanlin Residence helplessly.
However, just before he did so, the door was opened, and at the same time, a clear and cold female voice came.
“Come in.”
“This…”
This tone, as if she had already known he would visit, made Yuan Qin’s heart skip a beat.
But the worldly affairs he had experienced for a long time immediately calmed him down. He replied, “I apologize for the late-night disturbance. I hope you will forgive me, senior.”
After entering the door, Xuan Lingling in the room immediately moved her hand to close the door and even conjured a chair for Yuan Qin in front of the table.
He had never seen such a strange spiritual art. He walked a few steps forward and bowed slightly to the petite woman opposite the table before taking a seat.
“Senior knew from the beginning that I would come to see you?”
Gong Yiling turned her back to him, turned her head, and smiled at him. “Do you think I don’t know how many little thoughts the person you serve has?”
Yuan Qin immediately replied, “His Majesty gained nothing from this trip and almost lost his noble body there. He naturally wants to find out what happened and how the incident was resolved.”
“Is that so?” Gong Yiling raised an eyebrow. “Since he’s so interested, why did he send you instead of coming himself?”
This question immediately stumped Yuan Qin.
“His Majesty’s state affairs—”
“No need to explain this to me. Do you really think I care?” Gong Yiling sneered. “He sent you here for no other reason than to confirm my attitude. If he has no ghost in his heart, why would he do this?”
“I know nothing about this matter, but I believe—”
At this point, Yuan Qin was forced to swallow the rest of his words.
Just because he had actually seen the girl who was infinitely close to death in his thoughts.
“Your Highness!?”
After confirming that he was not hallucinating, Yuan Qin stood up in disbelief. “Why are you here!?”
If it weren’t for Yan Chuyue, who was supporting Murong Yun, Yuan Qin would have almost rushed over directly.
“Naturally, I saved her.” Gong Yiling stopped Murong Yun’s words with a look and turned to Yuan Qin. “She was possessed by an ancient evil spirit, which is why her body was indestructible. Now that the evil spirit is dead, I have saved her life. Do you have any other questions?”
“Since Her Highness is not dead, why didn’t you inform His Majesty?”
“What’s the use of telling him?” Gong Yiling sneered. “At this point, do you still have any illusions about His Majesty?”
“If she returned to the palace, even if she wasn’t blamed by Murong Jing, it would be difficult for her to survive in the turbulent palace. In that case, it’s better for her not to go back and just stay here with me.”
After hearing her, Yuan Qin couldn’t help but fall into silence again. To be honest, this was the umpteenth time he had been silent today, but this time, he clearly thought more clearly.
Indeed, as long as Murong Yun returned to the palace, the possibility of her being directly eliminated by Murong Jing was extremely high—who made her bloodline the purest among the remaining royal family members, and she had nothing left to be used.
“It seems that you, Mr. Yuan, should understand my meaning.” Gong Yiling said, “You are also Murong Yun’s friend, so I let you see her. And this is also the only chance for you.”
“A chance?” Yuan Qin slowly sat back down in his chair and murmured, puzzled, “What do you mean?”
“Tell me, if I were to release the news that the Youhan Dynasty is secretly colluding with the Divine King’s Court to all those who are interested in this matter, then the result—”
Gong Yiling stood up and, while speaking, walked to the side of Yuan Qin, whose expression was becoming more and more complicated, and gently patted his shoulder. “Will this Youhan Dynasty suddenly go ‘boom’?”
Was it really the Divine King’s Court… For Yuan Qin, although this answer was not unfamiliar, it still made him clench his fists.
“Senior, are you asking me to… betray His Majesty?”
“Although a king wants his subject to die, and the subject must die, these words are nice to hear. But if what is done is not righteous, and even helps a tyrant, the subversion of this thousand-year-old dynasty is just a moment.”
Gong Yiling bent down and whispered in Yuan Qin’s ear.
“At that time, what vision of sweeping across the six directions, what longing for soldiers reaching ten thousand miles, was just to satisfy the greed of a demon.”
Hearing this, Yuan Qin’s pupils couldn’t help but shrink.
Gong Yiling’s words just now were undoubtedly what Murong Jing was going to do next, but not many people knew about Murong Jing’s plan. How did this senior know?
“Of course, I just gave you this choice. Even if you are unwilling, I will not force you. You can walk out of here openly.”
“But Murong Yun…”
At this point, Gong Yiling did not say any more, but just patted Yuan Qin’s shoulder meaningfully, then straightened up and turned to Murong Yun. “Miss Murong, your royal brother seems to have something to discuss with you. I won’t keep you—”
“Wait a minute!”
Yuan Qin immediately stood up and bowed deeply to Gong Yiling. “Senior, I will remember what you said, but now is not the time to talk.”
Gong Yiling picked up the teacup on the table and said calmly, “Those who followed you here will only hear what I want them to hear.”
“After you go back, you just need to tell Murong Jing that I don’t like you. I will protect you.”
Yuan Qin couldn’t help but admire her in his heart and bowed to Gong Yiling again. “Before I contact you, I will use some means to contact you secretly. Then I will take my leave.”
“Please.”
After saying that, Yuan Qin finally glanced at Murong Yun, then pushed open the door and walked out with a dark face and a furious expression. His sudden acting was quite in place.
