“Mirror, you must come back to see me often in the future.”
A few days later, a palanquin stood before the palace of Yun Ze.
Empress Dowager Liu Shi Mei knelt down to arrange Fang Ming Jing’s clothes. Her captivating eyebrows were filled with reluctance, and her voice was exceptionally gentle.
She truly did not want to let the child go.
However, there was no way around it. Fang Ming Jing was, after all, the Saint Son of the Holy Land. If not, she would have kept him no matter what.
“Yes, I will.”
“Good child...”
啾…
Liu Shi Mei disregarded the presence of Emperor Gu Zheng who was watching from the side, and embraced Fang Ming Jing in her arms. She pressed her plump lips against his little face, leaving a mark.
Fang Ming Jing felt a bit of satisfaction.
As he entered the palanquin, a sly smile spread across his face.
He possessed the ability called "Interstice." Therefore, distance had little meaning to him. While he couldn’t instantly teleport from the Holy Land, it wouldn’t be much of an effort.
“Mother, Brother, please take care of yourselves.”
Gu Shi Yun also bid farewell to the two.
“Don’t you need a guard escorting you?”
“There’s no need. That would only slow us down.”
“Alright, be careful along the way.”
“Shi Yun, please take good care of Mirror for me.”
“Yes, Mother.”
The palanquin gradually moved.
Watching the palanquin slowly leave the palace, Gu Zheng felt a pang of regret, yet he also let out a sigh of relief.
“Thankfully, the Saint Son of Chong Xiao helped. Otherwise, I wouldn't know how to handle this situation.”
“Your Majesty has benefited greatly from this misfortune.”
“Indeed…”
He mumbled in response.
Gu Zheng’s deep gaze revealed a hint of coldness.
This crisis had passed, and it was time to settle accounts…
Leveraging the banner of the Great Feng Dynasty, his authority in court had reached an unprecedented level. Therefore, his first act would be to execute those officials and nobles who had continuously jumped up and down, demanding that he kneel before the Great Yan Dynasty and become their dog.
After that, he would deal with those sects who had stabbed him in the back.
“Alright, their palanquin has already traveled far. Mother, it’s time for you to return to the palace.”
“….Yes.”
Liu Shi Mei sighed softly.
She turned around, looking at the grand yet tranquil palace. Although this was a life she had grown accustomed to, she felt a little hesitation as she stepped back into it.
She wondered when she would be able to see Mirror again…
The thought of that adorable and ‘vigorous’ child made her instinctively touch her lips…
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After leaving Luo Yun, the palanquin began to race forward.
The palanquin’s interior was spacious, and because of the inscribed formations, even if the exterior seemed to be shaking violently, the inside remained perfectly stable.
“Come, Mirror, quickly wipe off the lipstick on your face.”
Seeing the mark on Fang Ming Jing’s face, Gu Shi Yun chuckled, and then took a silk handkerchief to wipe it off.
However, Fang Ming Jing shook his head.
“Don’t wipe it off yet.”
“Alright then.”
Putting down the handkerchief, Gu Shi Yun held Fang Ming Jing on her lap. With a gentle smile and loving eyes, she asked him: “Did you have fun this time?”
“Yes, I was very satisfied. Grandma really spoiled me. I don’t even want to go back to the Holy Land.”
“If you feel that way, Yun Ze won’t be able to withstand the arrival of the Holy Master.”
“My Master will never come out. All he does is drink tea every day.”
This child…
Hearing his disrespectful words, Gu Shi Yun couldn’t help but laugh. But after laughing, a melancholic look appeared on her face.
“Auntie?”
Noticing the melancholy in her eyes, Fang Ming Jing felt a bit confused.
“It’s nothing. It’s just that we really owe this to you this time. Otherwise, I wouldn’t know what to do…”
“This time” referred to the incident with the Great Yan Dynasty.
Although the outcome was now incredibly satisfying, Gu Shi Yun felt a sense of sadness in her heart… She had always wanted to protect this child, yet it turned out that she was the one being protected.
“…”
Fang Ming Jing turned around and snuggled into her arms.
He rubbed his face against her affectionately.
The beautiful young boy’s delicate smile was heartwarming.
“Because I like Auntie the most.”
Hearing these words,
Gu Shi Yun’s heart tightened, followed by a surge of happiness that made her lips curl upwards as well.
At this moment,
A faint mist drifted across the plain.
A light drizzle fell upon the ground, quickly soaking the earth. The speeding palanquin roared like thunder as it passed by. However, as soon as the palanquin entered the forest, a dense fog suddenly rose.
Thick fog rolled in from all directions, engulfing the entire palanquin like a giant mouth.