Chapter 1467: Li Zaidao
brought under control. Everything seemed to be returning to its normal order.He didn't know what Li Chen's purpose was in taking him west, but now the situation was completely out of his control. He c...Chapter 1467: Li Zai Dao
Near Prince Ning, the guards shifted uneasily again after Wu Qingcang's words.
But this time, King Ning raised his hand to stop them.
“This king will go with you.”
"But to bind this King and take him somewhere, that's a fantasy of yours,"
But at this moment, Wu Qingsang had already tied Ning Wang's hands and wrists with hemp rope.
King Ning's eyes turned cold, and the guards beside him were about to riot again.
"All stop!"
"Then I shall have you bound and taken. What can you do about it"
But today's matter, is something that cannot be passed over.
"Remember this well, those who offend me never fare well. The hundred thousand defeated soldiers at Yueya Pass were not able to save themselves."
Wu Qingcang seemed not to have heard, turned his body sideways and raised his hand, speaking loudly: "Please, Your Highness the King of Ning, move!"
Ning Wang's eyelids twitched, and he let out a cold snort, refusing to look at Wu Qingcang. He ordered, “Change course, go straight to Yueya Pass.”
From his expression, it's clear that he intends to take these three thousand soldiers with him.
To this, Wu Qingscang did not stop him any further.
Evidently, he was also quite aware that the King of Ning had his limits.
More importantly, these three thousand people arrived at Yueya Pass without causing much of a stir.
Half an hour later, the City Lord's Mansion of Yueya Pass.
A courtyard has been set up as a mourning hall.
On the spirit tablet, in bold letters were the words "Cai He," her deceased wife's name.
And in the very center of the mourning hall lay an open coffin. Inside, lay Cai He, adorned and serene, looking as if asleep.
Zhou Changshou wore the garb of a mourning husband, his face etched with grief.
In the end, Cai He still used her own life to gain Zhou Changshou's recognition.
It's just that the beloved has gone, leaving everything to be remembered and no longer retrievable.
Li Chen stood before Zhou Changshou and softly said, “My condolences.”
Zhou Changshou's eyeballs moved, and he slightly bowed to Li Chen, saying: "Your Highness, I understand too late, losing only to cherish."
Hearing this, Wan Jiaojiao at the door had already cried into a mess.
Li Chen said softly, "People who are alive will eventually have to continue living."
No sooner had he finished speaking than King Ning arrived outside the door.
Hearing the announcement outside and the footsteps of King Ning entering the hall, Li Chen turned his head to look at King Ning, his face expressionless.
His gaze fell on Ning Wang's bound hands, and Li Chen held Wu Qingcang in even higher regard.
Although the order came from him, Ning Wang was after all Ning Wang. One doesn't even dare to touch a tiger's backside, let alone Wu Qingcang had brought the biggest tiger in the northwest region here tied up.
Wu Qingscang's methods are evident.
The Prince noticed Li Chen's gaze and gave a faint smile. With a flick of his wrists, two muffled sounds of "bumb" echoed as the hemp ropes in his hands snapped apart.
He turned his head, looking at the tablet, and sneered, “Wife Cai He This king remembers Cai He was just a worn-out plaything this king got tired of. Now she's someone else's wife here”
These words pierced Zhou Changshou's heart like a needle.
He suddenly jerked his head up, his eyes blazing with bloodlust, and growled through gritted teeth: "Li Zai Dao!!!"
Li Zaidao is the given name of King Ning.
At first hearing the name, King Ning was taken aback.
For so many years, no one has dared to speak his name.
After a moment of stunned silence, King Ning's face darkened. He rebuked, "How dare you call me by my name! Bring him before me and behead him!", the emperor could not possibly know every minister personally. Therefore, the Ministry of Personnel often had a significant impact on the emperor's choice of personnel.Therefore, throughout history,...