Chapter 113 Rainy Night

Ji Yan's voice outside the carriage gently floated into the carriage: "It's going to rain. Sit still. I'm going to speed up!"

Xiang Zixi winped at Qingcui and asked her to hold the carriage.

Soon, the next second, the carriage suddenly accelerated! He galloped quickly on the official road and left some walking people far behind.

Qingcui grabbed the carriage with both hands. Because of the speed, the carriage became bumpy a lot. But the thunder outside has rumbled, and I'm afraid it's really going to rain.

He bowed his waist to Zixi and got out of the carriage and sat side by side with Ji Yan.

Ji Yan turned around and smiled at Zixi: "Why did you come out?"

"Come out and get some air!" Xiang Zixi smiled brightly, stretched her body hard, and said softly, "Do you want to take shelter from the rain in that girl's ancestral house? There really doesn't seem to be any shelter from the rain here!"

"It's up to you. You don't have to ask me!" Ji Yan smiled gently, and the peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, but his hand did not stop at all, and he kept accelerating.

A grid crossed the sky, followed by a rumbling thunder, overwhelmingly hitting this side. Xiang Zixi looked up at the cumulonimbus cloud and frowned: "I'm afraid we are about to rain!"

Ji Yan also quickly looked up at the sky, pointed not far away, and said, "There seems to be a broken temple over there. Let's go there to avoid it first!" Is there any dry food and water in the car?

"Yes! Enough!" Xiang Zixi understood what Ji Yan meant, so Ji Yan shook the reins in his hand, turned the horse's head, and galloped towards a broken temple not far away.

At this time, bean-sized raindrops began to hit the face. At first, one or two drops, followed by three or four drops. Soon, the raindrops became dense and covered the whole space.

Xiang Zixi returned to the carriage, grabbed a rain cloth with good waterproof performance, and suddenly opened it and put it on Ji Yan.

"Drive!——" The reins in Ji Yan's hand trembled desperately, competing with the thunderstorm every minute and every second.

The sky was another burst of lightning, followed by a heavier hum, and the rain became more and more dense.

However, the broken temple in front of him is already in front of him. Ji Yan drove the carriage to the front of the broken temple and shouted: "Move all the things on the car to the broken temple!" Hurry up!"

Xiang Zixi and Qingcui in the carriage suddenly held some mattress mats and some water and dry food in their arms and rushed into the broken temple.

Put the things away, shook the water droplets on Zixi's hair, and said apologetically to Qingcui, "Sorry, I can't send you to your ancestral home. The rain is too fierce!"

The green shook her head in a hurry and said, "Miss Xiang, don't say that. It's also my great creation to have this broken temple to shelter from the rain. This is still a blessing for both of you!"

Ji Yan bolted the horse and came in from the outside. Although he put on a rain cloth, most of his clothes were still soaked.

looked at Zixi and said helplessly, "It seems that we have to stay here tonight!"

Ji Yan took off his wet coat and showed his strong arms. His men did not stop finding dry wood, firewood, cleaned up an open space, and quickly set up the pot and prepared for dinner.

Xiang Zixi slowly formed her own tacit understanding because she had been with Ji Yan for several days. Seeing that he started to make a pot, she began to make soup by herself.

The green stood aside awkwardly and said uneasily, "So what do I need to do?"

"No, you can rest for a while and you will be fine soon!" Xiang Zixi turned around and smiled gently at Qing Cui, and looked up to meet Ji Yan's slightly smiling eyes.

"You husband and I have a good relationship!" Qing Cui sincerely praised, "If only my young master and young lady could be like the two!"

The busy two people suddenly stopped in their hands and explained to Zixi with a smile: "No! We are not husband and wife!"

Ji Yan glanced at Xiang Zixi thoughtfully and said faintly, "Yes, how can I be worthy of Miss Xiang!"

He beat Ji Yan anly: "I hate it! I know how to talk! Qing Cui, don't listen to his nonsense!"

Qingcui walked to the door and looked into the distance and said, "It's my ancestral house not far ahead. I don't think the rain will last for a moment. Maybe it will take three days and three nights!" At that time, you can go back to your ancestral home with me. It's not too late to leave when the rain is over! There is no human around here, and it is not easy to find a suitable place to shelter from the rain!"

He took a look at Ji Yan and replied with a smile, "Well, thank you very much!"

"Where, I should thank you!" Qingcui covered her lips and smiled, "If I hadn't met you two today, I would have been on the road!"

Speaking, Ji Yan and Xiang Zixi have prepared dinner, a few steamed buns, a pot of porridge, and some simple and easy-to-carry dishes. It's not delicious, but the heart is still very good.

Gre to Zixi to invite Qingcui to come and have dinner together.

On this rainy night, Xiang Zixi and Ji Yan and a girl who had just met took shelter from the rain in the broken temple, and a great thing happened in Zhuoguo.

The emperor of the Burning Kingdom has died!

For several days, Lin Muyang has been guarding the old emperor's bed, kneeling there quietly, looking at the old emperor who returned to the light.

The old emperor's lips moved, and Lin Muyang quickly approached and listened to his last posthumous instruction.

"Lin Muyang, how do I treat you?" The old emperor stared at Lin Muyang without blinking: "Over the years, I have done what I promised you, so can you do what you promised me?"

Lin Muyang put on a strange mask at this moment, knelt on the bed with a blank face, and looked at the old emperor indifferently.

"I know what you have been doing by my side these years, but I pretend to know nothing. I owe you!" A drop of turbid tears fell from the corners of the old emperor's eyes: "But after so many years, can't you forgive my mistakes?"

"Your Majesty is too worried!" Lin Muyang replied blankly, "I, Lin Muyang, have always taken the development of the burning country as my responsibility. The burning country is the foundation of Lin Muyang. How can I watch my foundation shake?"

The old emperor sighed: "I did something wrong back then!"

Lin Muyang lowered his head and hid the hatred deep in his eyes.

"You want revenge now, I don't blame you! However, when can you call me father? The old emperor's tone suddenly became rapid: "After all these years, do you really refuse to forgive me?"

Hearing that the old emperor no longer called himself me, but called himself me, Lin Muyang's eyes fluctuated violently.

"I know you hate me for your mother--" The old emperor coughed violently, which made the old emperor's face turn red.

Lin Muyang slowly stood up from the ground and said lightly, "I will avenge my mother!" And you have never been my father! My surname is Lin, not Ye!"

The old emperor gasped and looked at Lin Muyang helplessly: "So, you would rather be a master than be the king of a country? I said, as long as you want, I will definitely give you this throne!"

"No need!" Lin Muyang suddenly turned around and shouted sharply, "Do you think everyone in the world likes this position? I, Lin Muyang, look down on me! I don't believe that if I don't do this emperor, I won't get what I want. If I don't do this emperor, I can't avenge my mother! I, Lin Muyang, must let the world see that even if I am just a small master, I can still laugh proudly in the world!"

The old emperor sighed: "That's all. I'm satisfied that you can come back on my deathbed!" The will is under my pillow. You can choose to read the edict or not!"

Lin Muyang looked at the old emperor coldly. If the edict is read, then he is the future emperor of the burning country. If he does not read it, then the successor will be Lin Muyang's younger brother, the current prince!

The old emperor looked at his luxurious palace with blank eyes, which were obtained by trying hard at all costs, but now, he has to let go completely.

"Lin Muyang, whether you admit it or not, you are my most cherished son!" The old emperor said quietly, "Although you don't recognize me as a father, I still have to do what a father should do!" In the future, the prince's succession to the throne is bound to strike you and even clean up! You have to be prepared!"

Lin Muyang snorted coldly: "He doesn't have the ability to shake my foundation!"

"I know your ability, but, child, don't underestimate the emperor's heart!" The old emperor coughed violently again: "When I was alive, I secretly prepared an army for you. This army only serves you. Cough, you... Cough, you can mobilize this army with the edict I gave you! Cough, this is the last thing I, I can... do for you! Child, for the father... I'm sorry... You, for the father, I'm leaving! You... take care!——"

The old emperor's head was gently tilted and his right hand hung weakly.

The old emperor of Burning Country passed away.

The eunuch serving next to the dragon bed was Lin Muyang's confidant. He shouted in horror: "Master, emperor, he--"

Lin Muyang turned around gently with tears in his eyes and walked out as he walked, saying, "The death of the previous emperor, the national mourning!"

The eunuch quickly bowed and replied, "Yes!" The eunuch quickly took the edict from the old emperor's pillow and bowed to Lin Muyang, who walked to the door.

Lin Muyang held the secret edict tightly in his hand and closed his eyes hard. The secret edict trembled slightly in his hand, as if with his great hatred and unwillingness.

"Father--" A low voice slowly sounded from Lin Muyang's mouth. Finally, he finally called out these long-lost words, although it was too late.

Long** quietly passed away the old emperor's eyes again oozed a tear, as if he was comforted by the belated call.