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Chapter 267: Does Your Majesty Want the Truth?
After the two soul reapers were released, they ran back to the underworld in a frenzy, wailing, “Wuwu, we can’t reap him, we can’t reap anyone from the Imperial family.”
Anyone under the protection of the Little King of Hell was beyond their reach.
After saying this, due to the erosion of the hellfire, their spirits gradually dissipated.
“Hmm, the traces of red lotus hellfire on them indicate that it was the Little King of Hell who personally dealt the punishment.”
The ghost messengers in the underworld were trembling.
They remembered one thing: as long as it was someone from the Imperial family, whoever wanted to reap them could do so, but they would not do it.
In General Lei’s Residence.
Ah Bao peeked out from the doorframe, her little belly round and full. It was clear that after dealing with the soul reapers, she had taken the opportunity to drink all the milk from her bottle.
It had been exhausting dealing with the heavens; she needed to drink a lot of milk to make up for it.
Ah Bao snapped her fingers in mid-air, conjuring a cluster of red lotus hellfire. It rose to the sky and surrounded General Lei’s residence, dispelling the heavy plague and sinister energy that dissipated into nothingness upon contact with the hellfire.
Ah Bao didn’t wear a mask; she wasn’t afraid of the plague.
The little girl returned to the bedside. She sighed in relief as the plague aura around Di Chenyu dissipated.
[Hey, Sixth Brother’s life is saved.]
The tyrant, who had been anxiously watching, relaxed completely. He looked at Ah Bao with red-rimmed eyes, his heart overflowing with gratitude. Without his precious daughter, today, his Sixth Brother might have lost his life.
“Sixth Brother, Ah Bao is waiting for you to wake up and teach me how to make wind chimes.” Ah Bao held Di Chenyu’s long hand, pressing it against her chubby cheek.
“Stabilized, the Sixth Prince’s aura is steady now.” The white-clothed man shouted in delight.
“You…”
[This white-clothed guy looks oddly familiar. Who is he?]
“You’re really our lucky star, Big Brother. Since you arrived, the Sixth Prince is doing better.”
“Big Brother?” Ah Bao was puzzled. “Don’t misidentify people.”
[I have many little followers, but this person isn’t one of them.]
Feng Batian felt disappointed at Ah Bao’s unfamiliar gaze. “Big Brother, it’s me, Feng Batian, the bandit leader from Mount Taibai.”
Ah Bao’s eyes widened. Feng Batian?
He looked so handsome?
A year ago, when she saw him on Mount Taibai, he was chubby and not as delicate as he looked now.
“Thanks to Big Brother and the Seventh Prince for sending me to Lingnan to manage the plague and quell the unrest. I worked hard here. Six months ago, I met the Sixth Prince. After a year of trials, I am no longer the old Feng Batian.”
The birthmark on his face was cured by Big Brother.
During the plague management, he had worked so hard that he lost a significant amount of weight.
Previously, he had a rough beard. Just yesterday, he had time to wash his face and rest, and today he happened to meet the Little Princess.
[So he’s just been worn down by exhaustion. He looks much more refined now compared to before.]
The Little Princess’s thoughts reached Feng Batian’s ears.
Feng Batian secretly stroked the amulet in his waist pouch, a gift from Taoist Baiyun, which he had never been without.
“It’s truly an auspicious day,” Lin Xuanzhi said excitedly. “However, Your Majesty, Princess, Seventh Prince, the plague situation in Lingnan is still very critical. We must act quickly to control it.”
The safety of the Sixth Prince was Lin Xuanzhi and General Lei’s greatest wish, but at present…
“Have we found the source of the plague?” The Tiansheng Emperor asked in a deep voice.
Lin Xuanzhi stepped forward and shook his head. “No.”
“Plagues always have a source. Only by identifying the source can we effectively control the plague.”
Lin Xuanzhi sighed. “We have been investigating for a year with no clues. General Lei’s subordinates have suffered countless casualties while searching for the source, and the Sixth Prince contracted the plague because of this.”
“What about the First Prince?” The Tiansheng Emperor suddenly recalled. “Wasn’t he the first to come to Lingnan?”
Initially, the First Prince had volunteered to come to Lingnan first. Later, he had sent Lin Xuanzhi to assist the First Prince.
Di Chenyu had arrived six months ago.
After discussing for a while, the First Prince’s whereabouts were still unknown.
[Hehe, I know where my big brother is.]
Lin Xuanzhi shook his head and sighed.
General Lei looked extremely displeased.
The Tiansheng Emperor’s brows furrowed, feeling an ominous premonition. “Has the First Prince fled?”
Lin Xuanzhi replied, “Not exactly, Your Majesty. The First Prince is still in Lingnan, but…”
“But what? Speak quickly, stop hesitating.”
“Just that the First Prince isn’t at the General’s residence, but rather… over there.” Lin Xuanzhi pointed outside.
The tyrant indeed looked outside. “Where? Why can’t I see him?”
The courtyard was empty.
[There, there, Daddy, look up.]
The tyrant: ?
The sky?
He followed his daughter’s instructions and looked up, but there was nothing in the sky.
What is this First Brother up to?
[Oh, it’s driving me crazy. Just look up at that little house on top of the mountain. The First Brother is there.]
Ah Bao scratched her head, nearly disheveling her hair, as she was trying to send a message to her father.
Lin Xuanzhi pointed to the distant mountaintop. “Your Majesty, please look up, further away.”
In the distant location, there was a very small mountaintop. Due to the distance, the large mountaintop appeared as a small one, but there was clearly no other residence on that mountain, just a solitary grass hut.
The First Prince was in that grass hut!
The tyrant’s handsome face fell immediately. “Is the First Prince ill? Why did he run so far? I ordered him to manage the plague in Lingnan. Why did he go to the mountain instead?”
General Lei spoke frankly, “Your Majesty, since the Second Prince arrived in Lingnan, he has been living on the mountain. At that time, there was chaos in Lingnan, and luckily, Feng Batian and his brothers arrived in time to suppress it.
“Six months ago, despite the chaos, the plague was worsening. The Sixth Prince came to oversee the situation, stabilizing it until recently when he contracted the plague and fell ill…”
Lin Xuanzhi quickly interrupted, “General Lei, you might want to say less.”
General Lei snorted. “Your Majesty, I’m a straightforward man and not like those scholars who beat around the bush. If Your Majesty thinks I’m using this opportunity to criticize the First Prince, you can handle me however you see fit. But before you punish me, I must speak my mind.”
“I indeed should punish you!”
General Lei knelt on one knee. “I am willing to accept any punishment!”
“The issue with your punishment is that you didn’t report these matters. Why didn’t you submit any memorials?”
General Lei was surprised. “Your Majesty wants the truth?”
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